335 The Swords Flying in the Grassland were like Mount Li

All of the swords were in consensus, including the sword that was in the airin front of the main entrance of the mausoleum. It was the sword that flew thehighest, glowed the brightest to the point that it was blinding, and was at thesame time the proudest. It also did not disagree. However, the sword trembledslightly and resonated and seemed slightly in disdain towards the sword intentthat entered it, ignoring its origin completely. Now, the Mount Li sword intent already connected to the ten thousand swords.What he needed to do was to let the ten thousand swords use sword moves throughthe sword intent, and the move used obviously should have been from the MountLi Sword Style—because of his engagement with Xu Yourong and the many mattersthat happened in the capital, between the Orthodox Academy and the Mount LiSword Sect, between him and the Divine State’s Seven Laws that was representedby Qiushan Jun, there was an almost irresolvable hatred. However,interestingly, what he knew the most was the Mount Li Sword Style. It was because the secrets of the Mount Li Sword Style had always been withhim, and also because, ever since he started cultivating, all of the geniusopponents he fought against came from Mount Li. The Mount Li Sword Sect was the sword of the main mountain of the southernsects. They cultivated in the path of the sword every generation, and it wasunknown as to how many sword styles they had created since the ancient times.There were over thirty thousand moves that were eligible of entering thesecrets of the Mount Li Sword Style, and they had all been firmly remembered byhim. Of course, it was impossible for him to use a short year to completelygrasp all of the sword intents that were needed in all the different swordmoves, but right now, with the help of the Mount Li sword intent in the YellowPaper Umbrella, he did not have any difficulties in using the Mount Li SwordStyle. The greatest problem was still his spiritual sense. Just how many times could he split his spiritual sense? Just how many swordscould he control to use the Mount Li Sword Style? In the initial sunny sky right after the rain, Nanke’s eyes were closed. Hersmall face was pale, and her black hair danced. The Soul Wood glowed brightly,and she commanded the monsters to attack the mausoleum. At the same time, sheprepared for a final strike. Looking at her and the black sea formed by themonster tide behind her, as well as the two terrifying and huge monsters thatwere like mountains, Chen Changsheng also closed his eyes. There were over thirty thousand sword moves in the secrets of the Mount LiSword Style. At an unimaginable speed, they all transformed into images thatseemed real and rushed past him in his sea of consciousness without end. In the surroundings of the mausoleum, there was a series of quiet grindingsounds. Afterwards, vague squeaking sounds could be heard, sometimes from theeast and sometimes from the west. They travelled several li in a moment, makingit completely impossible to clearly locate where they came from. Naturally, itwas even more impossible to attack. The treacherous and huge Earth Monkeyarrived. Chen Changsheng kept his eyes closed and then suddenly raised his right arm,pointing at a certain direction in front of the divine path. As he pointed, a concentrated yet extremely sharp series of swords resonatedin the air before the mausoleum. A hundred swords pierced through the sky. By the willow leaves, through the eighteen twists of the mountain path andbefore the ravine of Horse Mountain. The sword moves were all the Mountain Gate Style of the Mount Li Sword Sect. From the first move to the last move, the hundred swords all performed onehundred moves. This was equal to one hundred Mount Li Sword Sect disciples performing swordmoves at the same time. Logically, it was impossible for Chen Changsheng to be so plentiful in trueessence. However, it cannot be forgotten that these swords were currentlyburning their own lives. This was their final battle. With his current level ofcultivation and the extremely powerful Heaven Shrouding Sword intent, the powerthat the one hundred swords burst forth with could not be compared to the movesperformed by normal Mount Li Sword Sect disciples. Instead, it was at the levelof inner sect disciples, or even the Divine State’s Seven Laws. One hundred Liang Banhus, one hundred Qi Jians, or even one hundred GuanFeibais performing sword moves at the same time. Just how powerful would thisbe? Even if it was an expert at peak Star Condensation realm, he would be unableto receive the sword ray head-on. What about upper level Star Condensationrealm monsters? The sword rays crisscrossed before the divine path and rushed forth swiftlyand fiercely, completely purging the front portion of the divine path. Amountain gate formed by sword rays stood before the divine path in a grandfashion. The mountain gate stood towering and grandiose, solemn and sacred, asif it came from Mount Li. A roar of anger and frustration reverberated from underground, and closelyfollowing it, the ground opened up. The Earth Monkey transformed into a streaktrailing a strand of black blood and rushed towards the outer area of themausoleum for dear life. It was actually heavily injured with one strike. The one hundred swords did not chase and instead slowly bobbed up and down inthe air in front of the divine path. The mountain gate became misty, as if it was in the clouds. With the clouds, it seemed moist. The dark clouds that were sliced by thesword intents, in accordance with natural laws, slowly began to draw togetheronce more. It began to rain once again, only that it was lighter by a lot. Nanke’s eyes remained closed, and the drizzle drenched her pale face. The zither-playing old man fell on the divine path, covered in blood. He wasalready dead. Ning Qiu had fainted, and so had Hua Cui. Only the powerful DemonGeneral couple remained standing. They held onto the bent metal pole and themetal pot with the broken bottom and stood under Nanke, protecting her. Looking at the mountain gate formed by the one hundred swords, the expressionsof the couple both became serious—with one hundred swords actingsimultaneously, terrifying monsters at the upper level of Star Condensationwere immediately injured, so it was needless to mention the two of them withtheir suppressed cultivation level at the upper realm of Ethereal Opening. Evenif they could recover their powerful battle capabilities from outside theGarden of Zhou, could they receive the violent attacks from the swords? What caused them to be most shocked and confused was why Chen Changsheng’sspiritual sense had reached such a level; that he was actually able to split itinto one hundred portions and use one hundred swords to perform one hundredsword moves. In the continent, had something like this ever occurred before? The Soul Wood before Nanke grew brighter and brighter, and the shadow in thesky dropped lower and lower, almost reaching right above her. The monster tide with the semblance of a black ocean finally arrived in thesurroundings of the mausoleum. It spread out and then rushed forwards,beginning its attacks. Countless monsters leapt onto the great stones of themausoleum while howling and roaring, quickly climbing upwards. In a very shortamount of time, the lower half of the mausoleum was swallowed by the monstertide, becoming a mess. The monsters that were pressed together surgedincessantly, and it seemed slightly disgusting. The mausoleum was just too huge, and there were just too many monsters. Theywere everywhere. The one hundred swords on the divine path chopped and killedcontinually, like a true mountain gate, but they were not able to stop thepower of the monster tide’s advance. Chen Changsheng needed even more swords.The swords hovered in the sky above the mausoleum. Standing on the edge of the stone platform, his complexion turned slightlypale. He tightly closed his two eyes, causing his eyelashes to tremble slightly. Countless moves of the Mount Li Sword Style constantly flashed through his seaof consciousness. His spiritual sense and the sword intent landed on all of theswords through the Yellow Paper Umbrella. Ten thousand spiritual senses; ten thousand swords. Ten thousand sword rays; ten thousand swishes. Countless swift but fierce sword swishes echoed in the surroundings of themausoleum and immediately overtook the roars of the brutal monsters, claimingthe entire Plains of the Unsetting Sun. Countless swords flew through the air, flying and killing the monster tide. The drizzle could not cover up the setting sun at the edge of the grassland.The red light from the ball of light that did not seem to have any temperaturelanded on the swords. The swords were as if they had been set ablaze. The swords flew around thesurroundings of the mausoleum, travelling through the sky like golden crows. Golden Crow Returns to Mount Li. This was a sword move. An extremely powerful sword move. Swish swish swish swish! Countless concentrated sounds of slicing resonated. The several hundreds ofmonsters in the southwest of the mausoleum were sliced into pieces by thegolden sword rain. Several dozen swords dispersed in the northern skies of the mausoleum. Thesword energy brought out a tail that seemed like flowers blooming at a crazyrate. Many Flowers like Embroidery. This was also a sword move. On the ground of the grassland, countless deep sword slashes appearedinstantly. The ten or so dragon serpents that surged towards the mausoleum were cut intopieces, and the pieces of flesh constantly twitched in the blood. There were even more countless swords that flew through the sky violently,clashing with the sharp claws and teeth of the monsters. The fresh blood of the monsters and the glow of the swords mixed and dyed theworld. Under the remaining light of the setting sun, in the light drizzle, the swordsresonated above the sea of grass. The mausoleum was like a huge fishing boat. Three Chants of the Fisherman’s Song. It was still a sword move of Mount Li. Chen Changsheng’s face turned paler and paler, and the trembling of his bodybecame stronger and stronger. However, he grasped the Yellow Paper Umbrella and stood in the drizzle withoutfalling over in the end. As a result, the swords continued to fight. Hundreds of swords arrived before the Mountain-toppling Fiend that was like amountain. The Mountain-toppling Fiend gave out an angry roar, and the stone pillar inhis hand smashed towards the rain of swords with unbelievable power. An explosive resonance reverberated through the grassland. The rain of swords fell apart for a second before reforming once again, flyingto kill the Mountain-toppling Fiend. Mountain Spirit Splits the Cliff. Pulling Stars Across the Day. Dew Droplet Falls from the Wutong Leaf. These were the three moves that were used successively in the battle betweenQi Jian and Tang Thirty-Six under Gou Hanshi’s guidance at the Ivy Festival ina previous instance. Today, it had been used by Chen Changsheng to handle this terrifying monster. On the body of the Mountain-toppling Fiend that stood like a mountain, severalhundreds of clear sword slashes appeared. Seeing this scene and seeing the countless scenes of gore around themausoleum, the solemn expression on the couple, Teng Xiaoming and Liu Wan’er,had already disappeared, leaving only pale complexions behind. It was unknownhow many experts of the human army they had seen on the snowy plains, and nomatter how shocking the scenes had been, they had seen it all. They also sawtoo many magical things today before the mausoleum. However, at this moment, they remained so shocked that they were speechless.