NOVEL NEXT Chapter 321 Stealing the Sword_3
A man who seemed to be a close family member of the Shen family Daoist companion spoke loudly,
"This True Man, we are all people of the Mystic Sect. What cause and effect can't be discussed properly? To strike without a word is truly disrespectful. Now, under the watchful eyes of many, do you still intend to kidnap someone by force?
Even if you rely on strength to oppress the weak, kill us, and shed a chest full of green blood, I will make sure our souls cry out at the Cloud Platform! I don't believe there's no justice in this world!"
Tie Dan didn't want to engage with this minor character, and simply kept his gaze on those four ladies, waiting a full fifteen minutes, and seeing that they still refused to come out, he directly sheathed the broken sword and stepped into the array.
"Boom!"
Qi Waves surged to the heavens, Treasure Light erupted, and dozens of runes lit up and shot toward Tie Dan!
However, around Tie Dan, there were four gusts of Sword Wind, Eternal Wind Sword Leaves sweeping through like a vortex!
Confrontation with the array!
The Shen family's array was instantly breached! It collapsed like dead wood, sweeping away the main gate as well!
The people of the Shen family, seeing this storm-like Sword Wind and endless sword leaves, turned pale.
When faced with inevitable death, it's indeed rare to find someone who remains unfazed and as steady as a mountain.
Even though these people felt fear, they still stood shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, facing the storm of blades head-on.
Whether it was the four ladies destined for tribulation, the Daoist companions, or the guest disciples, not a single person turned to flee, not a single one knelt to beg for mercy.
So even Tie Dan didn't kill them; amidst the Sword Wind, he broke through the gate and stepped into the Shen family,
"If you're not with the Sword Sect, then return the sword."
"Die—!"
The youngest lady shouted loudly, thrusting a sword into the Sword Wind!
Swish!
In just an instant, the youngest lady was pierced through by chaotic swords! Cut into pieces by ten thousand blades! Blood rain splattered! Torn to shreds! Ground into minced flesh!
"Xiao Xing!!"
The other ladies cried out in sorrow, heartbroken, filled with righteous indignation, they charged together, turning into a whirlwind of flesh...
Tie Dan was equally speechless, he thought this group had some kind of skill, but it turned out to be just this?
No, those of the Zhongxuan Sect could withstand it because at least they had a millennium's worth of foundational skills!
Did you just suffer a few strikes and then rush forward to die?
Then a voice sighed in the wind,
"Didn't I say not to kill?"
Tie Dan helplessly spread his hands,
"I didn't kill them, they brought it on themselves."
Presumably, the old ghost waiting on the side was also speechless, so he grabbed Tie Dan's wrist and pulled again.
Then in the next moment, Tie Dan opened his eyes, looking at the broken sword in his hand, then at the people in the Shen Family Manor.
The people in the manor were dumbfounded, those in the Foundation Establishment, looked lost, seemingly having lost large chunks of memory.
And those in the Golden Core Realm were trembling all over, their faces ghastly pale. No matter how tough, the sensation of being cut to pieces is unpleasant.
"Ugh—!"
The youngest lady, Xiao Xing, didn't need further elaboration, her legs went soft, she knelt on the ground, vomiting heavily, almost bringing up her bile.
Tie Dan glanced at them and then at the blood mark on his wrist,
"What's this move? Is it really time travel, reversal of Qiankun?"
Then a low voice whispered in his ear,
"By listening to the mystic discussion of Mingming's reason, one realizes the world is but a dream, Innate mystic elements with myriad changes, the spirit as Ruyi thought connects with the Great Dao."
"What? What Dao connects?"
Tie Dan turned to look, but saw no trace of a ghost even.
Damn... this old ghost has some high-level skills...
So Tie Dan could only shake his head and once again stepped forward, the Sword Wind swept, instantly toppling the city and breaking the array, hurling away the Shen family's courtyard gate.
This time people recognized the disparity in strength, Eldest Lady Shen bit her silver teeth to pieces and directly knelt down.
"Young lady Shen Yanyan, please Immortal retract your divine skills! The Shen family is willing to surrender!"
So Tie Dan flicked his sleeve, retracted the all-pervasive Sword Wind, then curiously scrutinized her,
"What did you just see."
Eldest Lady Shen knelt to the ground, just weeping with her eyes closed, trembling with terror, sweating like pulp.
And Miss Shen was even more worn out, sprawling on the ground, her limbs twitching, unable to stand.
Interesting, so these people can remember their previous 'death'.
Huh, this old ghost's trick is quite amusing.
If it's about reversing time and resurrecting, it's not quite there, but if it's an illusion, the serious injury on the wrist couldn't be faked.
But if there were such superb skills, why hide it earlier and watch the five Zhongxuan Sects suffer defeat?
So if Tie Dan guessed correctly, this should be some extremely advanced Primordial Spirit Illusion Technique or a method of obscuring the eyes.
It has probably been laid out in this Cave Heaven Secret Realm for a long time, when the golden crown was still intact, it could resist Primordial Spirit Illusion Technique, but it was unable to do anything to Tie Dan.
The Protective Artifact was broken now, and Tie Dan fell into their grasp, held tightly at all times, except Tie Dan couldn't see it.
Not crushing him to death was likely because they still adhered to the rules of this game, accepting the risk of the gamble.
So Tie Dan swept a glance at the crowd, raised his hand, and put the four ladies into his sleeve.
The others did not resist.
After all, they had been 'killed' once already, most were already lost and their Primordial Spirit severely injured, even their Daoist Hearts had collapsed.
They had already risked their lives for them once, couldn't ask them to keep constantly sacrificing themselves, right?
But Tie Dan, having captured them, wasn't leaving. He rolled up his sleeve, revealing a bluish-black wrist,
"These swords, I won them fair and square through sword fighting. What do those two pinches of yours mean!"
The voice beside his ear impatiently,
"What else do you want."
Tie Dan chuckled, looking over at those Sword Furnaces,
"Crafted quite a few privately, huh! Finders, keep a share for me!"
So Tie Dan felt a weight in his palm, focusing his gaze, finding a scroll in his hand.
"Craft it yourself."