Chaotic Sword God

At this moment, Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals had already begun organising themselves together on the chaotic battlefield formed from the forces of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon and the Blade Demon Palace.

In order to deal with Jing Mumu who had appeared out of nowhere, the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon had a total of twelve Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals working together, surrounding Jing Mumu from all sides and striking at the same time. None of them held back whatsoever.

Immediately, resplendent streaks of light shot through the air one after another, forming a cage that enveloped Jing Mumu.

These were twelve attacks from Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals, arriving from all directions and sealing off all paths of retreat. Jing Mumu could not dodge or escape. She could only take on the attack forcefully.

Faced with twelve Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals, even the likes of Ye Kai and Wen Bozhong would be put in a tough spot, let alone a mere peak Xuan Immortal like Jing Mumu.

“Be careful, Jing Mumu…”

Many disciples of the Black Demon Palace had already cried out in the surroundings. The combined attack of twelve Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals was virtually enough to kill anyone at the same level as them. Only peerless prodigies stood a chance.

At that moment, all of the disciples of the Black Demon Palace were worried for Jing Mumu.

Ye Kai, who was currently locked in battle against Wen Bozhong, panicked as well. He wanted to abandon Wen Bozhong to reinforce her, but his opponent refused to let him go.

Faced with the encirclement of twelve Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals, Jing Mumu clearly did not panic. She swallowed the low grade God Tier pill she had kept in her mouth for all this time, and her exhausted energy immediately began to recover.

At the same time, she bit open her finger and blood flowed out. She used a droplet of blood on the tip of her finger to draw a profound glyph in the air out of nowhere.

As the glyph took shape, the surroundings fell silent as time seemed to stop. Around the glyph, the laws within several thousand metres seemed to be overwritten. A new order seemed to emerge, establishing an independent domain.

The twelve Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals who attacked Jing Mumu all halted as if they had been frozen. They remained in the same posture as before, seized in place.

The glyph emanated with a mysterious power that restrained the twelve of them.

At that moment, they could not speak or move. Their minds still ran freely, but there was nothing else that they could do.

After completing the glyph with her own blood, Jing Mumu had clearly paid a hefty price as well. Her face paled substantially, but she did not hesitate. Like a fairy, she quickly drifted towards the twelve Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals with her sword in hand, piercing their foreheads without any hesitation with the sharp tip of her sword.

Faced with Jing Mumu’s attacks, the twelve Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals’ eyes were filled with deep shock and disbelief.

However, their bodies were immobilised by an invisible force. There was nothing that they could do. They could only watch helplessly as this lethal strike approached them.

If this was not the Taiji mountain range, the fate of these twelve Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals would have been set in stone. However, under the protection of the formation around the Taiji mountain range, they would be forcefully expelled as long as their lives were at risk.

Just like that, not only did the twelve Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals fail to injure Jing Mumu when working together, but they were even eliminated by her instead.

“W-what was that power just now…”

“I struggle to imagine that with our strength as Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals, we can be restrained by the secret technique of a Xuan Immortal…”

“If it weren’t for the protection of the formation, we would have died just now…”

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The twelve Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals were all transported out of the formation. At that moment, the twelve of them hovered mid-air, still shaken. They were already soaked in cold sweat.

“Hmph, how humiliating!” The great elder of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon, the Demon-ending Master, appeared. He took them away with a sunken face. When the Demon-ending Master’s gaze turned towards Jing Mumu again, chilling killing intent had already appeared in the depths of his eyes.

The Cosmic Grotto, the Thousand Mountains clan, and all the great elders paying close attention to Jing Mumu were all left tongue-tied. They were left speechless.

That was because the alarming battle prowess that Jing Mumu demonstrated had already overturned their imaginations.

Jing Mumu did not have it easy in the Taiji mountain range. She wolfed down pills, having already developed a hint of exhaustion.

She was only a peak Xuan Immortal after all. Even with the Sword Constitution of Soul Connection and the Sword Immortal constitution, she was approaching her limits after slaying several dozen Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals.

“She can’t last much longer. Any disciple who is free, surround and kill her!” Wen Bozhong, who was locked in a fierce battle against Ye Kai, noticed Jing Mumu’s signs of weakness. He immediately rallied the disciples of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon.

When they heard that, many of the disciples hesitated slightly. Even though they were all Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals, possessing an advantage over her in terms of cultivation, the battle prowess that Jing Mumu demonstrated had already struck fear into their hearts.

If they were matched against the disciples of the Black Demon Palace, at least they could still reach a stalemate. However, no one could last very long in front of Jing Mumu. All of them had been eliminated with lightning speed.

Seeing how no one moved despite all this time, Wen Bozhong was furious. He directly threatened them with punishments from the sect.

The disciples of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon were powerless. They could only abandon their evenly-matched opponents, assembling over a dozen Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals again that approached Jing Mumu aggressively.

Jing Mumu was still as fearless as before. She glanced past the Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals as her lips curled into a sneer.

Spurt! Suddenly, Jing Mumu sprayed out with a mouthful of blood. At the same time, she formed a seal with her fingers. As the seal changed, the bloody mist she sprayed in the air turned into a blanket of resplendent sword Qi. It engulfed the Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals with a dazzling, blood-red glow.

“Oh no, this woman still has strength. Be careful, everyone…”

“Don’t underestimate her. Use your full strength…”

The disciples of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon that approached Jing Mumu all cried out. They unleashed their various attacks, slashing out with streaks of light in an attempt to fend off the incoming sword Qi.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The attacks collided and produced a series of deep rumbles. However, the Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon only lasted for a split second before being quickly swallowed by the wave of blood-red sword Qi.

When the sword Qi vanished, all of these Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon had vanished from the Taiji mountain range.

Jing Mumu’s secret technique had once again massacred over a dozen Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals!

The sight brought chills to everyone present. Not only did the disciples of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon tremble inside, but even the disciples of the Black Demon Palace could not help but shiver. Many of them looked at Jing Mumu in deep fear along with their gratitude.

Wen Bozhong could not help but gasp. He was shocked. Even he could not kill over a dozen Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals in such an easy way.

He saw how Jing Mumu seemed feeble, but she still had some strength to keep fighting. After a moment of consideration, he made up his mind and finally made an extremely difficult decision. “Disciples of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon, retreat!”

With that, Wen Bozhong repelled Ye Kai with a full-strengthened slash before leaving without looking back.

There were several spiritual Qi springs in the Taiji mountain range. Now that they had lost their advantage, he did not want a fight to the death here.

The remaining disciples of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon all felt relieved as well. They abandoned their opponents without any hesitation, rushing off in Wen Bozhong’s direction.

Immediately, all of the disciples of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon retreated. With that, the intense battle between the two organisations finally settled down.

The disciples of the Black Demon Palace had already been reduced to around three hundred people. Everyone suffered injuries of various degrees. They were scattered in the surroundings, all ingesting pills to recover. Their infrequent gazes towards Jing Mumu were filled with deep fear and reverence.

At that moment, no one dared to look down on Jing Mumu in any way just because of her cultivation as a Xuan Immortal.

“Hahaha, fellow Jing, it’s all thanks to you this time. Otherwise, the ones fleeing desperately in the end would not have been the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon but the disciples of our Black Demon Palace.” Ye Kai laughed. He arrived before Jing Mumu and thanked her gratefully.

“Jing Mumu, y-you really weren’t hiding your cultivation?” Jing Yao appeared beside Jing Mumu. The way she looked at Jing Mumu had already undergone a drastic change.

Sheng Zhiyi and Sheng Zhibai also flew over from afar as they trembled. They no longer treated Jing Mumu as casually as before. The two of them became much more reserved. There was even fear in the depths of their eyes.