Chapter 375 - 277: Perfect Demon Seed
Great Desert City was in chaos.
The entire city was filled with turmoil, disciples from various factions hunting down Sword One and Nangong Weiyang, and signal flares exploded in the sky one after another.
After all, Great Desert City was now the stronghold of the Righteous Dao.
Though Sword One was fearless, it was difficult to escape from the city filled with martial artists.
"Quick, we’ve spotted Sword One!"
"On Yangliu Street, Sword One has appeared!"
"..."
Countless disciples from various sects rushed towards Yangliu Street.
In a small alley, Sword One was engulfed in demonic flames, carrying Nangong Weiyang, resembling a demon emerging from hell. His feet were surrounded by a heap of bones, with blood flowing.
The wooden sword in his hand had long shattered, replaced by an iron sword, which was also full of dents.
As he carried Nangong Weiyang out of the alley, a large crowd had already gathered outside, stretching far beyond sight.
The veins on Sword One’s arm bulged, and his fingers deformed the sword’s hilt. His face was marked with squirming bloodstains, as if worms crawled under his skin, creating an eerie appearance. He let out a beast-like low roar and charged forward.
"Kill!"
A dense crowd surrounded to attack,
causing instant pandemonium.
"Don’t get caught up in the fight, Sword One!"
Nangong Weiyang clung to Sword One’s back, her expression with a hint of urgency.
She understood Sword One’s condition clearly; he was relying on a berserk state, but had battled for too long, his cultivation almost depleted. This type of combat could not last long, and if time dragged on, the experts from various sects would come, leaving Sword One powerless to fight further.
Sword One said nothing, like a beast that only knows slaughter, cutting through the crowd. Wherever he passed, it was a scene of desolation, blood, bones, remnants, and severed limbs in chaos.
In a distant pavilion,
Gu Zhan stood by a window, holding a cup of tea, observing.
Tian Yu appeared behind, saluting, "Palm Seal, Tan Lang has sent a message; the escape route for Sword One has been prepared."
Gu Zhan smiled faintly and gently placed the teacup on the window ledge.
The tea rippled slightly in rings,
just like the dense, oppressive clouds converging over Great Desert City at that moment.
Gu Zhan stepped back slightly,
formed seals with his hands, murmuring incantations,
as streams of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi gathered around his hands, gradually forming a circular True Essence Rune Seal.
At the same time, clouds in the sky began to stir, shadows revealing the pattern of the rune seal Gu Zhan formed by his hands.
"Rain!"
In that instant, the wind and clouds over Great Desert City transformed, the already somber sky instantly filled with thick clouds, lightning flashed within them, a vortex spun, whipping up storm layers.
In a blink, torrential rain fell,
the downpour from the sky seemed to collapse, pouring heavily like a net, the rain whipping man relentlessly, furious waves of rain rolled tumultuously, hitting the ground.
It took only a moment,
for all of Great Desert City to drown in heavy rain,
coming abruptly and fiercely,
Great Desert City, situated in the desert rarely saw rain, usually, it was light drizzle, never such terrifying rain sweeping everywhere, powerful, shocking.
This rain was so intense it obstructed vision.
And at Yangliu Street,
Martial artists besieging Sword One were caught off guard by the sudden downpour,
The rain was so heavy,
as if someone in the sky poured a basin, many nearby buildings seemed unstable, tiles shattered.
Instantly, the forces besieging Sword One were disrupted by the sudden rain, then without wind, waves arose,
with no gale, yet the rain converged swiftly like torrent floods, scattering the crowd.
In the midst of battle,
Nangong Weiyang’s eyes lit up, urgently called, "Sword One, go quickly!"
Sword One didn’t hesitate, striking down several enemies, swiftly dashing away to a narrow alley amidst the pouring rain.
The rain was so overwhelming,
the heavy rain blocked many people’s sight like fog; seeing Sword One escape, many quickly chased, yet in the obscure rain, Sword One’s figure vanished swiftly.
"Launch the signal flare!"
A Grandmaster shouted.
However, when they issued the signal flare, they found the rain was so heavy it couldn’t ignite.
"Chase!"
There was a Grandmaster shouting furiously,
amidst the downpour, chaos ensued.
Meanwhile,
Sword One carried Nangong Weiyang running through alleyways.
Growing more exhausted, his pace slowed, wounds continued bleeding, demonic qi gradually faded, and his eyes began clearing.
Rushing into an alleyway, his expression suddenly changed, urgently swinging a sword nearing the state of an iron cudgel.
In that instant, amidst the vague rain, a person hurriedly shouted, "I’m here to save you!"
At that critical moment,