Yinshan Record

Chapter 902 Howling Winds and Waves Striking Through the Sky (Part 2)
Su Che wielded the banner like a sword, appearing ethereal and otherworldly amidst the endless demons and strange phenomena.

The origin of sword energy comes from the practitioner's belief.

After his battle with Bai Ningzhi, Su Che's understanding of sword intent reached a new level.

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.

Bai Ningzhi used the power of the Immortal of Longevity to turn the earth into steel, transforming the primordial energy of heaven and earth into a prison, causing Su Che to begin to ponder a question.

What should be done about the intensity of sword intent?

In Su Che's hands, the Creation Sword Intent is a probe for exploring things and a tool for mastering the laws, but it is not a "sword" at all.

From this perspective, one of the problems Su Che faces is...

What if there's something that the sword intent of creation can't penetrate?
What if there is a law upon which the sword intent of creation cannot be relied?
When facing an opponent who is only at the Core Formation stage, using the Creation Sword Intent will naturally make one invincible.

When facing those at the Void Step realm, everyone could be considered to have given and taken turns.

When facing those true big shots, the top figures in the cultivation world, can one's own accumulation in "quantity" really change the difference in "quality" between them?

This gave Su Che much to think about.

Because I am not actually "yang marrow".

He was not only an elder of the Longevity Sect, but also a member of the Zhongshan Society and a disciple of Yu Lizi. A great chapter awaited him in the future.

Whether the pen can stir up storms and move even the gods to tears depends on the present moment.

Su Che waved the long banner.

This set of rules was taken from the Four Absolute Banners of the Ghost Ancestor of Beimang.

When that magical artifact appears, it can differentiate the four banners of "birth, aging, sickness, and death," stirring up the death energy of the netherworld. However, at its core, it firmly grasps the great law of life and death, fully unfolding the methods of aging and death under it.

This is based on the law.

Su Che, however, is now doing the opposite, using the laws to condense his sword intent.

The Law of Life and Death is the law that Su Che has studied most deeply and mastered most strongly; all his cultivation and skills stem from it.

Meanwhile, on the banner, this law was being crushed by the sword intent.

Su Che's Creation Sword Intent was constantly impacting the laws of life and death. On the banner, countless Yin Ghosts were instantly generated, only to be shattered by the sword intent in an instant.

Then, in the next instant, the sword intent surged once more, and the cycle began again.

In this process, the sword intent is constantly condensed and purified.

This was a method Su Che came up with himself, which he called the "Suppressing Yuan Method".

Traditional sword cultivators, even those at the Creation Sword Cultivation level, do not cultivate laws concurrently, but rather focus on formations.

Their method of enhancing their sword intent is to understand and master more powerful sword formations.

But Su Che was different.

As disciples of the Xuanmen sect, they naturally have a different perspective on swordsmanship now that they've turned their attention to it.

Using the laws as a whetstone, this path seems to have returned to the path of purifying sword cultivation, but it is ultimately different.

Beneath the long banner, boundless sword intent, like a torrential rain, slashed into the Wanling Sect's mountain gate, and bursts of emerald fire erupted in the sky.

That was the transformation of the laws accumulated within Su Che's sword intent. When the sword intent cut into the mountain-protecting formation, it cut into the law of life and death, stirring up Yin Fire.

Trees, pavilions, and rocks.

The entire Wanling Sect's mountain gate was tinged with a ghostly green by bursts of yin fire, as if a ghost kingdom had descended to earth.

Meanwhile, the long banner in Su Che's hand was constantly being refined in the process, and it became more and more like a sword.

"The swordsmanship of this Yang Sui fiend is indeed incredible."

Huang Yao looked up at the sky.

In just a few days, the sword intent of Yang marrow has increased by an unknown amount.

When he attacked the mountain gate, his sword energy couldn't even break through the first layer of the formation. Now, he has actually invaded the gate and entered the second layer of the formation.

If Yang Sui were to use such a grinding technique, he would probably grind away all three layers of the formation.

"We must warn the ancestor that we cannot sit idly by like this."

As Huang Yao thought this, a sudden chill ran down his spine. Night had fallen.

It wasn't blocked by yin energy, nor by dark clouds overhead, but rather the sun in the sky was vaguely obscured by something.

He squinted and looked in the other direction.

The sight he saw truly terrified him.

High in the sky, a mountain peak is slowly moving.

Although it may appear to be just a point in the sky, Huang Yao would never doubt the sheer size of that mountain.

What terrified him even more was that, with his profound understanding as a Void-Stepping Master, he could clearly sense who was supporting the mountain as it moved forward.

The Demon Halberd of the Broken Army, Yan Wugui.

The strange man in black was lifting the mountain with both hands and slowly moving towards the gate of the Wanling Sect. There was no need to guess what he was thinking.

"Something terrible has happened! Go and ask the Ancestor to come out of seclusion! Quickly, quickly!"

A commotion erupted among the disciples of the Wanling Sect.

The disciples, the demons living here, and the merchants who came to trade could all see the mountain peak that was gradually approaching on the horizon.

One by one, massive boulders crumbled and fell from the mountain peaks as they moved, crashing to the ground and splashing up layers of turbid waves, like the heavy footsteps of ancient giants.

The end of the world has come.

No matter how fast the Wanling Sect reacted, or what Bai Ningzhi was doing, Yan Wugui did not act according to their pace.

The mountain peak fell from the sky, piercing through the nine heavenly layers, and crashed down upon the hundred thousand mountains below.

There were no changes in the laws, nor were there any hidden means; it relied solely on quality and speed.

It seemed that the triple umbrella-shaped protective formation of the mountain only lasted for two breaths.

In the first breath, the magnificent scene of the mountain-protecting formation distorted and flickered under the impact of the descending mountain peak.

The second breath caused the heavens and earth to collapse.

Ye Yin threw a punch, his hands moving like flowing clouds, drawing an insurmountable wall three feet in front of him.

The gentle, flowing fist intent absorbed all attacks and external forces.

Not far away, Huang Yao leaped up from the ground and sprinted toward the secluded meditation chamber.

Such an impact has already distorted the primordial energy of heaven and earth; the ancestor certainly wouldn't have been unaware of it.

However, Bai Ningzhi did nothing.

"Could something have happened to our ancestor?"

This is exactly what Huang Yao is most worried about.

The two pillars upon which the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect relies for its legacy are the two Immortals of Longevity within the sect.

The number of disciples and nurtured demons who die is just a number; if something happens to Bai Ningzhi…

Let's not talk about empty talk like sect inheritance.

Now who will go outside to defend against Yan Wugui and Yang Sui?

The secluded cultivation chamber of the Wanling Sect was located deep inside the mountain, connected by a secret passage. However, under the impact, the entire mountain gate of the Wanling Sect had been reduced to rubble.

Huang Yao raced forward, but couldn't discern any direction.

"Stop looking for it."

A familiar voice came.

The female cultivator with narrow eyes stood stiffly not far from Huang Yao.

"Liu Feng".

Currently, there are only two Void Step cultivators within the Wanling Sect's mountain gate: Huang Yao and the one before us.

They were all from prominent families within the sect, and all had hurriedly returned from beyond the realm.

"That bitch is gone."

Liu Feng's words made Huang Yao's heart sink.