The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2211: One Sword (part 4)

Furthermore, this merely represented a chance.

The alliance had been formed specifically to "kill Mo Hua," and its organization remained rather flexible.

However, once I ascend to the role of Alliance Hierarch, I could gradually alter the alliance's purpose, turning it to serve my own interests.

What about Mo Hua?

Who gives a damn about him?

He serves merely as a tool to attract animosity, an excuse to assemble the masses.

The prodigies from the Four Sects and Eight Gates are utterly consumed by rage, treating the goal of "killing Mo Hua" as paramount.

Individuals dominated by such fury lack far-reaching aspirations.

Thus, I alone am suited to claim the title of Alliance Hierarch.

Only a person who dismisses Mo Hua entirely yet possesses the ability to eliminate him personally holds this true "capability."

Ye Zhiyuan caressed the Daluo Sword within his grasp, feeling its harmony with his thoughts, his eyes piercing as he uttered coldly:

"Follow the strategy, eliminate them!"

"Understood!"

The Daluo Sect disciples surged forward using their swift movement arts, resembling keen blades, rapidly closing in on the five members of Taixu Gate.

Before long, the opposing groups clashed.

The battle was on the verge of erupting.

Four Daluo Sect disciples encircled Linghu Xiao, launching a joint assault.

From a remote vantage, Ye Zhiyuan manipulated the Daluo Sword, employing the Sword Control Technique in silence, mounted on the Flying Sky Sword, with the intent to strike down Linghu Xiao.

The primary strength of the Sword Controlling Technique lies in its range.

Following that comes velocity.

Afterward, its might.

A Flying Sword launched from afar achieves incredible swiftness, boasting potent Sword Qi that can claim a life in an instant.

Among all Qianxue Sect disciples, some may wield more powerful Sword Qi, yet none excel in sword manipulation beyond him.

Hence, he stands as the supreme "Sword Control" prodigy in Qianxue.

This gift comes from the heavens themselves.

An innate aptitude for the sword Dao.

It demands effective application.

Positioned at a distance, Ye Zhiyuan executed the Daluo Flying Sword Skill, feigning an attack on Linghu Xiao, all while covertly scanning for Mo Hua using his Divine Sense.

It didn't take long to locate Mo Hua.

Similar to himself, Mo Hua remained stationary in the distance.

Ye Zhiyuan smirked inwardly, sneering in his mind:

"Idiot, I remain immobile to command my sword. You stay put, just asking for death?"

Mastering sword control involves stakes of survival.

The window for attack vanishes quickly.

With Mo Hua exposing such a vulnerability, Ye Zhiyuan surely wouldn't overlook it.

His blade extends far, moves rapidly, and strikes with force.

By simulating a focus on Linghu Xiao, then abruptly unleashing a sword to strike unexpectedly.

This would leave Mo Hua unprepared; neither stealth nor evasion arts could rescue him, sealing his doom!

Ye Zhiyuan directed the sword, his vision locked on Linghu Xiao, while his Divine Sense subtly targeted Mo Hua.

His own sword remained unsheathed.

In the instant that followed, he sensed an object hurtling toward him from the distance.

Ye Zhiyuan froze in astonishment.

Just what in the world... is coming at me?

The incoming item similarly featured impressive range, velocity, and a trace of menacing sharpness.

Ye Zhiyuan's sight failed to identify it.

Yet his gut reaction filled him with alarm, and he realized:

A sword?

A sword?!

Is someone actually deploying a flying sword to take me out?!

"Help!"

Ye Zhiyuan managed only this single cry.

He had selected a secure spot afar, concentrating entirely on sword control, dreading an ambush above all at this juncture.

A few additional Daluo Sect disciples noticed the irregularity too, positioning themselves before him in advance.

Their goal was to protect Ye Zhiyuan against this incoming flying sword.

However, the flying sword's pace was overwhelmingly swift, far beyond expectation, rendering their efforts futile.

Not just them—no one foresaw a sword abruptly launching from the Taixu Gate's side.

This flying sword pierced through the guard of the four Daluo Sect disciples, striking with speed and accuracy right into Ye Zhiyuan's chest.

Yet it was halted by his Taoist Robe...

Ye Zhiyuan paled in sheer terror.

The sword carried no Sword Qi, failing even to penetrate his Taoist Robe.

Ye Zhiyuan exhaled in relief, unable to suppress a curse:

"What the damnation? Does this count as a flying sword? Zero Sword Qi? How could it possibly end me?"

The very next instant, the Spirit Sword trembled fiercely, as patterns of Sword inscriptions ignited.

Within the Spirit Sword, a Sword Array drew in Spirit Stones, operating on its own, promptly producing razor-sharp Mountain Opening Sword Qi.

The Sword Qi swelled intensely, amplifying until it surpassed the Spirit Sword's limits.

To such an extent that fissures appeared on the blade.

And then, beneath Ye Zhiyuan's baffled and completely horrified stare, the Spirit Sword outright... detonated.

The blast merged with Sword Qi, thundering together.

The dense, incisive Mountain Opening Sword Qi, centered on the Sword Array, created a vortex of Sword Qi that ravaged the area in a flash.

Resembling multiple colossal swords performing a devastating sweep from above.

Proximate rocks and foliage, all were shattered to dust.

Ere anyone could respond or comprehend the event.

The bell atop the Mount of Tao tolled.

The sword discussion came to a close.

A single sword had brought the contest to its finish.

The whole Mount of Tao plunged into profound quiet.

All were rendered speechless in astonishment.

Suddenly, a "boom" resounded, discussions exploding like a geyser, turmoil engulfing the entire Mount of Tao...