Chaotic Sword God Chapter 4024: Forcefully Turning the Tides (1)

Spurt! Despite the formation’s protection, the disciple of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon was struck and became extremely pale. Blood sprayed out of his mouth. Most of his organs had already been obliterated. He had suffered severe injuries.

His eyes bulged from how wide he had opened them. They were filled with disbelief.

Ever since the rule had been established in the Taiji mountain range, no one had managed to cause any injury under the formation’s protection.

After all, the formation was so powerful that it was perfectly capable of blocking the violent attacks of mid Immortal Exalts. The competitors here would only be Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals at most. No matter how exceptional their methods were, it would be impossible for them to breach the formation’s defences and injure the person under protection.

Not only had he been injured while under the formation’s protection, but the person who injured him was a peak Xuan Immortal, someone with a lower cultivation.

This matter was completely unheard of!

In the next moment, the Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortal of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon vanished silently before Jing Mumu’s eyes, having been forcefully transported out by the power of the formation.

In mere moments, Jing Mumu had effortlessly killed three Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals from the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon.

Although they did not truly die, the formation’s power appearing was equivalent to dying.

Just as the disciple of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon was sent away, a ball of resplendent light condensed above the Taiji mountain range, forming a fist-sized rabbit in the end.

The rabbit was illusionary, shining with a bright lustre. Its tiny eyes possessed an elderliness that completely contrasted against its appearance. It also stared at Jing Mumu below in surprise and shock.

The rabbit was the spirit of the formation around the Taiji mountain range. It was an Immortal Exalt in its former life, but it had been reduced to a formation spirit for some reason.

“W-what exactly is this power? I never thought that a measly Xuan Immortal would actually possess such a wondrous power…” the palm-sized rabbit muttered in human tongue. There was a sense of amazement in its voice.

“She actually slew three Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals so quickly as a peak Xuan Immortal. She’s an absolute deviant. Who knows how long it’s been since I’ve heard of a prodigy like that. Perhaps only that legendary prodigy from the Waymight clan exceeds her.”

“But I’m going to get serious from now on. I can’t let this girl penetrate the formation’s protection anymore and harm the disciples of the various clans and sects…”

After muttering to itself, the palm-sized rabbit vanished silently again. However, Jing Mumu had clearly become a person it focused its attention on.

This was a powerful formation that could stop mid Immortal Exalts after all. It was not as weak as others might imagine. Jing Mumu was able to overwhelm the formation spirit while it was unaware, but she definitely would not succeed a second time.

“Is Jing Mumu really your disciple?” Xue Ji also witnessed Jing Mumu’s performance outside the formation around the Taiji mountain range. Her face was filled with surprise.

“Of course she’s my disciple.” Jian Chen smiled gladly. Although he knew that Jing Mumu had obtained an impressive legacy, the battle prowess she currently displayed still surpassed his estimates.

“” Jian Chen was amazed as well. However, he also understood that Jing Mumu did not possess her current strength purely due to her special constitution. The Nine Limits Saint’s legacy played a crucial role as well.

Without any exaggeration, Jing Mumu was a successor of a Grand Exalt in the flesh. Her battle prowess obviously could not be compared to the likes of common people.

At this moment, experts from many organisations cast their gazes towards Jing Mumu outside the protective formation.

Jing Mumu had already attracted a lot of attention.

However, because virtually everyone here were Immortal Emperors, no one noticed Jing Mumu’s Sword Constitution of Soul Connection.

On the edge of the battlefield between the Black Demon Palace and the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon, Jing Mumu stood with her sword in hand. Even though her presence was not particularly powerful, she gave off an indomitable aura from how she stood in the face of the storm.

After killing three Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals, her gaze turned towards the battlefield in the distance.

Behind her, Sheng Zhiyi and Sheng Zhibai were already completely dumbfounded. They stared at Jing Mumu’s slender figure as their hearts surged.

She had easily slain three Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals that were enough to suffocate them from their presence alone. Was she really someone that the Black Demon Palace needed to protect?

“A-are you really a Xuan Immortal?” Although Jing Yao was currently locked in battle against two other Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals in the distance, she still turned around and called out in disbelief.

“The Black Demon Palace’s defeat is already set in stone. It’s time for me to take action. At a time like this, they shouldn’t have the confidence or reason to claim the Taiji spiritual Qi all for themselves.” Jing Mumu did not bother responding to Jing Yao. Her gaze landed on the spiritual Qi spring nearby. There was a hint of eagerness and elation.

In the next moment, she strode out with her sword in hand, advancing towards the battlefield fearlessly.

At this moment, basically all of the disciples of the Black Demon Palace were outnumbered two-to-one. Defeat was only a matter of time.

“I’ll remember this day. Blade Sect of Trickling Moon, you better watch your backs from now onwards. You better not end up all by yourself!” A burly Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortal of the Black Demon Palace roared furiously and reluctantly. He was riddled with wounds and all bloodied. As he faced two disciples of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon no weaker than him, he had already run out of moves.

The two disciples of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon directly swung their blades and slashed out with resplendent streaks of light.

The disciple from the Black Demon Palace sighed inside. He could no longer fight back. He knew that the formation's power was about to appear and disqualify him.

However, right when the two streaks of light were about to land, a slender figure appeared. Even though her presence was only a Xuan Immortal’s, she seemed like she could hold them off when she stood there.

Suddenly, Jing Mumu slashed out. The supreme quality immortal artifact sword in her hand shone with dazzling light, directly slashing out and meeting the two incoming attacks.

Boom!

With a rumble, the two attacks immediately crumbled, having been parried by Jing Mumu.

“A Xuan Immortal? How is this possible?” The two disciples widened their eyes and stared straight at Jing Mumu standing before them. They refused to believe this.

However, before they could respond, another streak of light flashed over, sweeping towards their foreheads with the profound trajectory of the ways.

However, the streak of light did not even touch their foreheads when the power of the formation appeared, expelling them from the Taiji mountain range.

“Y-you’re… Jing Mumu?” The disciple of the Black Demon Palace who had just been saved rubbed his eyes forcefully. He was filled with shock.

“Heal up. There’s still quite a lot of tough battles to come,” Jing Mumu said from behind. She recognised the man. He was one of the Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals from Ye Kai’s group, but she did not know his name.

Shortly afterwards, Jing Mumu charged off to the next battle with her sword in hand.

“Hmm? You’re a mere Xuan Immortal, yet you want to interfere with our battle? You’re biting off more than you can chew…”

“Argh, dammit! W-who are you? Are you really a Xuan Immortal?”

“Oh no! A very powerful Xuan Immortal has appeared here. Quick, send reinforcements…”

“Impossible. That can’t be the strength of a Xuan Immortal. She must have been hiding her strength…”

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Very soon, cries from disciples of the Blade Sect of Trickling Moon rang out across the battlefield.