Chương 236: Chapter 125: Leaving the Wood Marquis Kingdom on a Sword, None Dare Stand in the Way

A world-shattering, colossal sword pierced the heavens. Reyn stood calmly upon the tip of the blade, his robes fluttering in the high-altitude winds like an ancient sword immortal riding the gale. Even a revered Nascent Soul expert had proven powerless against him. The sight struck the eyes of the Mu Family cultivators and the disciples of every sect gathered atop the Martial Arts Tower, churning their sea of consciousness into tempestuous waves. Even an almighty Nascent Soul expert could not stop him!

As that realization sank in, everyone swallowed hard. Horror and sheer disbelief washed over their pale faces. The shock in Xing Tianxie's eyes began to recede, replaced by a flash of relief and quiet joy deep within his gaze. He exchanged a subtle look with Ling You'er. Both breathed a sigh of relief.

While neither knew the full truth of what had transpired inside the depths of the estate, one thing was undeniable—since the Mu Family Ancestor himself could not harm a single hair on Reyn's head, Reyn had clearly overcome whatever deadly crisis had been set before him. Jun Wuqing stood rigid, his expression frozen in dazed disbelief as he stared toward the horizon where the gigantic sword had vanished. His pupils contracted violently. Nearby, Ge Yucheng raised his wine cup and took a steady sip.

The lingering sorrow in his eyes melted away, replaced by a cold, faint sneer aimed directly at the stunned Mu clan members.

High above the nine heavens, the colossal blade tore through the sky, roaring forward with immense velocity. A terrifying pressure radiated outwards, obliterating every bank of drifting white clouds into formless mist.

"Remember, we are flying over the Wood Marquis Kingdom—the sovereign heartland of the Mu Family, the Zhao Kingdom's Number One Cultivation Clan," an elder in his fifties cautioned in a stern, measured voice. He led several streaks of bright escape light, turning his head slightly to address the young disciples trailing behind him.

"No matter what happens here, you must think thrice before acting. Endure what can be endured. Do not bring disaster upon our sect through reckless pride."

"Yes, Master! Your disciples will bear this in mind!" the youths responded respectfully, their expressions serious. In truth, the enigmatic, formidable prestige of the Mu Family had long instilled a deep, instinctive awe within their hearts. Seeing their obedience, the elder nodded with satisfaction. Yet in that very breath, his face twisted in utter horror. He abruptly cut off his escape light and braked in midair, staring fixedly ahead with widened eyes.

The disciples behind him were caught off guard, confusion flickering across their features. But in the next split second, the blood drained entirely from their faces. An overwhelming, cataclysmic aura was hurtling directly toward them at blinding speed. When their sight finally caught up to the source of that raw pressure, the group nearly blacked out and tumbled from the sky. They had seen flying swords throughout their lives, but none had ever witnessed a flying sword of this scale.

Stretching hundreds of zhang in length, it resembled a divine pillar forged to hold up the heavens. The sheer aura radiating from the blade made their legs tremble violently, nearly shattering their mental defenses. Whoosh! As if detecting their presence, the flying blade did not slow down. Instead, its velocity surged, screaming straight toward them like a falling star on an unstoppable collision course. Disaster! Have we run into some ruthless demonic sovereign who kills without batting an eye? We are dead!

Despair froze the elder's blood. Just as the mammoth sword was about to obliterate them into dust, a calm, slightly helpless voice echoed from atop the blade:"Little Divine Hall, stop playing around. Pick up the pace."

"Heheh! My great master, did you see that? Look how mighty I am!" A smug, childish clamor echoed from within the sword.

"That old man is a Golden Core cultivator, yet just now he could only close his eyes and wait for death!" With a sharp whistle, the colossal sword sheared through the air barely three zhang away from the elder. It grazed past their group in a gale of razor-sharp wind pressure and vanished into the distant horizon in the blink of an eye.

"Thank the heavens... That figure had no intention of claiming our lives. Otherwise, today would have been our doom!" Cold sweat soaked the elder's back. Under the oppressive lock of that sword's intent, he had not even been able to summon the will to resist.

"Move! Leave this place immediately!" Without lingering for another second, he gathered his disciples and fled in disarray into the distance.

Eastern City, gateway to the Wood Marquis Kingdom! Several Mu Family cultivators stood rigidly by the city gates, maintaining order with stern expressions. Although these gatekeepers were merely at the Qi Condensation stage, the various Foundation Establishment cultivators lining up outside dared not show the slightest hint of impatience. Stirring up trouble within the borders of the Wood Marquis Kingdom was no different from courting death.

"Pay three Low-grade Spirit Stones to enter Eastern City. Inside the walls, private duels are strictly forbidden, and flight through the air is prohibited. Any violation shall be treated as an offense of gross disrespect against our Mu Family. For minor offenses, you shall be expelled from the Wood Marquis Kingdom and banned forever. For severe offenses, you will be executed on the spot!" Outside the gate, an elder in purple robes sat upon a wooden chair, speaking in a dry, indifferent tone.

Though he appeared frail and hunched, like an old man with one foot in the grave, the deep, obscure spiritual fluctuations humming beneath his skin made every waiting cultivator shiver internally. None dared look down on him. This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. Yet the very instant his words fell, an earth-shattering pressure roared out from the interior of the Wood Marquis Kingdom, screaming across the skies with unstoppable momentum.

The tyrannical spiritual pressure swept downward from above, instantly draining the color from the faces of every cultivator inside and outside Eastern City!

"Who is that cultivator?! How dare someone rampage through the airspace of the Wood Marquis Kingdom? Are they not afraid of bringing total destruction upon themselves?"

"His aura is as vast and fathomless as the boundless ocean... Impossible to measure! He must be at least a Late-stage Golden Core sovereign!"

"Heheh, let's see how the Mu Family cultivators handle this. If they let him fly past untouched, the Mu Family's face will be dragged through the mud today." While the multitude of cultivators outside descended into bewildered chatter, within the secluded inner courtyard of the Mu Family estate inside the city, Mu Shen's eyes snapped open. A look of startling fury twisted his features. Decades had passed since the Ancestor personally struck down two Golden Core experts to assert absolute dominion.

This marked only the second time in living memory that anyone dared to brazenly challenge the sacred majesty of the Mu Family!

"Courting death!" Mu Shen snarled through clenched teeth. A streak of escape light ignited around his frame, carrying him skyward in the blink of an eye. Hovering high above Eastern City, his thunderous voice boomed across the heavens: "Mu Family disciples! Form the Great Wood Array—slay this intruder where he stands!" Whoever dared disdain the Mu Family's dignity would face swift execution without mercy! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! A dense barrage of piercing shrieks ripped through the air.

Within mere breaths, nearly a hundred Mu Family cultivators shot into the sky on their flying treasures, rapidly aligning into an intricate battle array. An oppressive, suffocating wave of coercive power steadily unfurled from their collective formation. At that exact instant, the earth-shattering pressure sweeping across the horizon finally breached the airspace of Eastern City. The incoming mass decelerated slightly, allowing the assembled crowd to clearly discern the colossal behemoth looming above.

"That... that is a flying sword?!"

"Heavens above! If a giant blade like that crashed down, it would crush someone into paste purely by its raw mass, even without a shred of mana!"

"Look! There is a cultivator standing atop that massive blade! Who is he? How does he dare openly defy the Mu Family in their own territory?!"

"Wait... that person looks familiar. Haven't we seen him somewhere before?" The moment the onlookers caught sight of the azure-robed youth standing tall on the colossal sword, astonishment seized their minds, and identical questions flashed through their thoughts. High in the air, the instant Mu Shen recognized the newcomer, his expression warped violently into disbelief and incandescent rage. He roared out: "Reyn! What do you think you are doing?!

Do not think that becoming a disciple under the Ancestor gives you license to act with reckless abandon! Defying the majesty of our Mu Family is an unpardonable sin! Step down from that blade this instant, or you will be executed without mercy today!" Infused with profound spiritual power, Mu Shen's furious rebuke reverberated across the entirety of Eastern City like rolling thunder. After a brief stupor, the countless cultivators below gasped as they finally recognized the figure atop the colossal sword.

It was none other than the prodigy from the North Yue State who had recently set the entire cultivation world of the Zhao Kingdom ablaze with shock by being accepted as the direct disciple of the Mu Family's Nascent Soul Ancestor—Reyn!

"It really is him! I never saw him in the flesh before, but I saw his portrait!"

"That's right! I've seen it as well—it is definitely Reyn!"

"If Reyn has already been accepted beneath the Mu Family Ancestor's tutelage, why on earth is he staging such a massive confrontation today?"

"Hmph, a mere junior suddenly hoisted to the highest skies naturally becomes arrogant and conceited. He probably staged this spectacle just to show off! How utterly foolish. I wager he will suffer bitter consequences today." Yet, completely contrary to everyone's expectations, Reyn did not display the slightest trace of panic or unease after receiving Mu Shen's furious berating. His expression remained unnervingly placid as he spoke in a cold, measured tone:"Step aside. Or die without mercy."

A glacial glint flickered across the depths of his eyes. After discovering that the Mu Family sustained its noble bloodline and legacy by covertly harvesting and devouring talented rogue cultivators, disgust burned deep within his bones. He would never offer these vultures a single shred of pleasantry.

"Good! Splendid! Splendid indeed!" Mu Shen's face turned pitch-black with malice. In a voice dripping with venom, he hissed: "Today, I shall teach you a lesson. Even if you hold the title of the Ancestor's disciple, disrespecting our Mu Family demands severe punishment! Once I take you down, I will drag you directly before the Ancestor and let the venerable elder decide your fate!" A cold, mocking sneer curled onto Reyn's lips.

"Capture me? With just the likes of you, you aren't remotely qualified!" As the final word left his mouth, a devastating wave of spiritual pressure erupted from the gargantuan sword beneath his feet. The tyrannical aura rolled outward like a crashing tidal wave, making the faces of every single Mu Family cultivator drain of color in an instant!

"Had I not just reached an agreement with Mu Daguang and chosen not to needlessly provoke your family, your heads would have already parted from your shoulders! Even he did not dare force me to stay—who do you think you are?!"

"Make way, or perish!" The moment the word perish rang out, the colossal blade beneath his feet shuddered violently. A thirty-zhang crescent of azure sword-qi surged forth like a localized tempest, ripping through the air with a deafening roar and slamming directly into the towering fortifications of Eastern City! The impact was absolute annihilation.

The defensive restrictions layered over the city walls flickered for a fraction of a second before shattering like brittle glass, offering zero resistance against the monumental strike. BOOM! A cataclysmic detonation shook the earth. Choking plumes of dust and debris billowed hundreds of feet into the sky. When the dust finally settled and the ruined fortifications became visible, the horrific aftermath drained the color from everyone's faces.

Centered right where the city wall had stood, a three-hundred-zhang radius had been completely pulverized into rubble. A bottomless, jagged chasm stretched across the shattered terrain, radiating strands of sharp, razor-thin sword-intent into the air like the gaping maw of an ancient beast. It struck terror straight into the marrow of every onlooker. A single casual strike held such apocalyptic might! Every drop of blood vanished from Mu Shen's face as cold dread erupted from the depths of his soul.

Against a strike of this magnitude, even if they combined their strength through the Great Wood Array, he and the nearly one hundred Mu Family disciples would be instantly obliterated. They could not slow it down by a single fraction of an inch! Standing in his way meant nothing less than throwing their lives away in vain!

"Mu Family disciples... disperse the battle array! Let him pass!" The moment Mu Shen's trembling voice echoed, the nearly one hundred Mu Family cultivators scattered in every direction like startled birds. Not a single person dared hesitate for even half a heartbeat. They, too, were thoroughly terrified! Reyn's gaze remained indifferent.

With a subtle thought, the colossal sword beneath his feet transformed into a streak of incandescent light, tearing across Eastern City in an instant and disappearing beyond the distant horizon! Watching the vanishing streak of light, Mu Shen's face darkened to an unsightly shade.

"How did this brat acquire such a terrifying magic treasure? And why has he completely severed all ties with our Mu Family?!" His expression shifted erratically as he struggled to process the gravity of the situation. Casting aside the chaotic turmoil left behind in Eastern City, he barked two brief orders before diving straight into the inner city compound, heading straight for the teleportation array to return to the core ancestral grounds of the Mu Family!

He had to discover what catastrophic event had transpired!