Fantasy: I Have a Max-Level Immortal Emperor Account

Chapter 93 Human Race Sword Cultivator at the Dao Integration Realm?

White Python Mansion.

Inside the hall filled with the sounds of singing and dancing, a dozen slender, tall young women gracefully swayed and danced, each with a hint of allure in their beautiful eyes.

These girls are all snake demons in human form, and their status is already low. In the White Python Mansion, they can only be low-level servants. If they can be noticed by the person who is being entertained by the mansion master and taken away, that would be a meteoric rise to the top.

How could they possibly give up such an opportunity? Naturally, they would do everything in their power.

"Haha, great!"

Slightly tipsy, Xiong Ba downed the spirit wine in his cup in one gulp and stared at the dancers with great interest. He could already imagine what they would look like beneath him. He didn't want to pick just one; he wanted them all—that was his nature.

After a while.

Xiong Ba finished half a jar of spirit wine before a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

"Hmm... Senior Brother Bai has been gone for so long, why hasn't he come back yet!?"

Xiong Ba whispered.

Just now.

Just as Xiong Ba was about to instruct the steward beside him to fetch another jar of spirit wine, a sudden explosion occurred on the roof.

Pieces of broken tiles fell down, crashing to the ground with a crisp cracking sound.

Bang!

next moment.

A three-foot-long azure-light magic sword was stuck straight into the wine table in front of him.

"What...what the hell?!"

Xiong Ba stared at the magic sword stuck in the wine table, its blade trembling slightly, and his expression suddenly froze, his face full of question marks.

Upon closer inspection, he clearly saw that the stable array patterns on the magic sword were crumbling, and the sword energy was scattering in all directions, causing the wine table to shatter into pieces instantly, demonstrating its extremely strong destructive power.

"Gudong!"

Within Xiong Ba's divine sense, he could already feel the danger rising continuously from the flying sword.

"not good!"

Xiong Ba's pupils contracted. He felt a sense of terror from the suppressed sword energy on the flying sword. If it were to fully erupt, he would either be killed or seriously injured!

Just as he suddenly stood up and turned to leave.

Bang bang bang…

Several large holes suddenly appeared in the roof, and four flying swords landed neatly around him. Moreover, the array patterns on the flying swords were shattering at a visible speed.

"What a joke!" Xiong Ba glanced around, a bad feeling suddenly rising in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, the five sixth-grade flying swords that had fallen into the hall exploded with a bang, their powerful sword energies intertwining and greatly increasing their power.

All the demons caught in the attack were instantly shredded by the sword energy.

Before they could even let out a scream, they were sliced ​​into a pile of minced meat by countless sharp sword energies. In an instant, the once lively hall of the mansion was transformed into a hellish arena.

And Xiong Ba, the notorious playboy from Black Wind Ridge, met a tragic end!

Rumble~

The dozens of magical flying swords triggered a chain reaction, detonating in less than half a breath and blasting the entire White Python Mansion into the sky.

Lin Xuan, the instigator of everything, quickly discarded his magical flying sword, then unfurled his Dragon Wings and activated his Asura Body without hesitation. After doubling his power, he used the Great Void Technique to escape and further enhanced his Breath Concealment Technique.

Speeding towards the Demon Suppression City!

That White Python Lord was no ordinary person; he was a disciple of a Dao Integration Realm Great Demon within the Canglan Demon Clan. It was simply impossible for a disciple and master to have a communication talisman, a life-or-death talisman, or a soul jade talisman that they had not previously used to communicate.

The White Python Lord died tragically; his master, General Azure Dragon, must have known about it.

Facing a demon at the Dao Integration Realm, he had no confidence whatsoever, and his only option was to run away. Naturally, he had to move as fast as he could to escape!

Half an hour later.

A black wind swept across the Bailong River and arrived at the ruins of the Baimang Mansion, which had been destroyed, in the blink of an eye.

An old man in green robes appeared, floating in the air, looking down from the clouds at the ruins of the White Python Mansion below, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

below.

The once magnificent White Python Mansion is now reduced to a few broken wooden planks, and the nearly 100-acre mansion has vanished without a trace.

Within the void, there were still some scattered, sharp sword energies.

General Qinglong casually caught a wisp of drifting sword energy in his hand, and the demonic energy that was wrapped around the sword energy in his palm could barely contain it.

"Could the other party be a human sword cultivator at the Dao Integration Realm?!"

A sense of apprehension arose in General Qinglong's heart.

It could cleave the entire White Python Mansion in two with a single sword strike. Even after the move was executed, the power of the sword's aftershocks remained so strong that I'm afraid I wouldn't be its match.

Any demon who cultivates to a high level is fearless of death. They can bully cultivators one level weaker and try to avoid fighting against those of the same level.

Not to mention, the opponent was a sword cultivator who was most skilled in offensive combat, so General Qinglong chickened out!

One of the reasons he asked Bai Jiang to help him capture the souls of human children was that he was afraid of encountering powerful human experts. The other reason was that he wanted Bai Jiang to share the immense karma formed by the children's souls.

Once karma reaches a certain level, it can attract lightning tribulations. If more people share the karma, the amount of karma one has to endure will be less.

after that.

General Qinglong spread his divine sense and searched the area within a hundred miles of the White Python Mansion, but he couldn't find a trace of the human swordsman.

This sent a chill down the spine of General Qinglong.

This is very likely because the other party's realm is stronger than his, which is why he couldn't even detect their aura.

In fact, if General Qinglong were to investigate carefully, he could still find some clues, such as the forest behind the mountain where Lin Xuan and the white python clashed.

Judging from that, we can still find some traces of Lin Xuan's presence, and even more so, find him who has disappeared into the spatial rift.

However, his preconceived notions had already clouded his judgment.

General Qinglong ignored the survivors at the foot of Baimangfu Mountain and instead prepared to retreat first, reporting the appearance of a human sword cultivator at the Dao Integration Realm within Canglan territory to Ancestor Canglan.

"This place is not safe to stay any longer!" General Qinglong glanced around at the void, as if afraid that the human sword cultivator at the Dao Integration Realm would rush out and kill him.

Although the souls of human children are extremely important, they are obviously less important than his own life. After hesitating for a moment, he flew back to the Canglan Mountains towards the White Dragon River.

And at this time.

Lin Xuan, who was desperately fleeing, had no idea that the Azure Dragon, a demon of the Canglan lineage at the Dao Integration Realm, had scared him away. He sped through the spatial rift for nearly ten thousand miles, changing his escape route and turning back in four different directions before finally determining the flight path to the Demon Suppression City.

Finally, when Lin Xuan saw the outline of the Demon-Suppressing City in the distance from above the clouds, his flying speed suddenly decreased.

Meanwhile, they found a desolate mountain outside the Demon Suppression City. After lying in wait for half a day, they still did not find any pursuers, which made Lin Xuan, who had been on high alert, relax a little.