Chapter 255
Chapter 255: Battle Against Three Swords
After hearing Luo Kui’s words, Hou Xiao gazed at him in admiration: “Then, should we strike now?”
Luo Kui shook his head: “No hurry. This group is just cannon fodder; it doesn’t matter if they enter or not. Didn’t you notice something peculiar about these people?”
Hou Xiao stared blankly at the hundred thousand cultivators cautiously approaching from afar: “Something peculiar?”
“They’re all Lock Force cultivators.”
“Huh? Really? Has Black White Heaven gone mad? They’re sending Lock Force cultivators to rescue Six Dao Wanderer?”
Luo Kui sneered: “Quite the opposite—they aren’t mad, just very clever. They want to use this group to bait out our location and assess our strength before sending their true rescue force. If it were that fool Tang Zhou, he’d surely fall for this trick. But I’m not Tang Zhou. The lives of these people mean nothing.”
Hou Xiao praised him sincerely: “Senior Brother Luo is indeed impressive. Senior Brother Tang is obsessed with sword cultivation; he’d never think of such cunning schemes.”
Luo Kui lifted his chin proudly: “Come, let’s return and wait. This time, we must at least slay a Hundred Star Realm cultivator so that you can earn merit, Junior Sister.”
“Thank you, Senior Brother Luo.”
Meanwhile, over a hundred thousand Lock Force cultivators landed upon the planet where Fang He was trapped.
Fang He, seeing so many Black White Heaven disciples, felt a surge of excitement, thinking he could finally return. Yet when he took a closer look, his heart sank. Every single one was a Lock Force cultivator; not a single Star Force cultivator was among them. The strongest was merely at the Full Star Realm. What nonsense was this?
He stared in disbelief at the newcomers: “How did you all get here?”
Wang Jie looked at Fang He with a hint of helplessness. He hadn’t expected such a task.
Earlier, Tong Shou had summoned him, assigning a mission—to rescue Fang He. The reward was equivalent to breaking the Way of the Sword Formation.
The reason he was chosen was precisely because he cultivated Lock Force. Tong Shou intended to exploit their enemy’s disdain for Lock Force cultivators, allowing them to rendezvous with Fang He and break through from within. Wang Jie’s primary role was to identify and neutralize any Way of the Sword Formation they might encounter.
Even if a Sword Formation existed here, its strength certainly wouldn’t surpass the one he’d already broken before.
As Tong Shou had said, Wang Jie only needed to pinpoint the Formation’s core. Fang He would then handle it easily, without Wang Jie needing to consume the Insight Pill himself.
And indeed, the situation unfolded exactly as Tong Shou anticipated.
The enemy noticed them immediately—Wang Jie distinctly felt their eyes—but no one made a move, allowing them to meet with Fang He smoothly.
Wang Jie stepped forward and politely greeted: “Might you be Senior Brother Fang? I am Wang Jie. Greetings.”
Behind Fang He, Xiao Rong turned abruptly upon hearing the name, stunned. Wang Jie? Was this really him? What was he doing here?
“What’s going on?” Fang He asked.
Wang Jie explained Tong Shou’s entire plan. Fang He’s expression eased slightly, though he was still dissatisfied: “But with just you people, how can we coordinate a breakout with the forces outside? You can’t even stall the enemy.”
Wang Jie gave a quiet gesture.
Behind him, among the hundred thousand cultivators, hundreds suddenly took out Formation Books.
Seeing the sheer number and scale of these Formation Books left Xiao Rong and the others utterly speechless.
Even Fang He was astonished. Such expense! He never imagined that Central Command would pay such a heavy price just to rescue him. The cost was immense.
With so many Formation Books thrown out at once, even their enemy would suffer greatly.
Thinking this, Fang He suddenly regained confidence and laughed boldly: “Good! Has the breakout time been decided?”
Wang Jie nodded: “Two days from now, toward the northeast.”
For the next two days, Wang Jie and the others rested quietly, waiting for the right moment. During this time, Wang Jie overheard the Lock Force cultivators discussing Xiao Rong’s presence.
Xiao Rong’s fame in Black White Heaven nearly matched Six Dao Wanderer’s because the sect had portrayed him as someone who had voluntarily stayed behind on the battlefield as an example for all Lock Force cultivators.
“Top Lock Force Expert of Black White Heaven.”
The title sounded grand, yet no Star Force cultivator respected it at all.
Wang Jie saw Xiao Rong, who also noticed him. Xiao Rong nodded politely without showing any resentment.
In truth, Xiao Rong’s situation was miserable.
He hadn’t stayed willingly—he’d been forced. It was his destiny to die here.
Facing Wang Jie, Xiao Rong dared not display any hostility. In his eyes, Wang Jie’s status and background were far higher. Though he couldn’t figure out why Wang Jie was here, perhaps he had been tricked by people like Deacon Wu Yun. Yet, it was best not to make too many enemies on this battlefield.
Neither spoke a word; they merely exchanged respectful nods.
Time passed quickly.
Wang Jie confirmed the time and turned toward Fang He: “Senior Brother, it’s time to break through.”
Fang He lifted his head proudly, gazing toward the northeast, and let out a great roar: “Luo Kui, let’s fight again!” With those words, he soared into the sky, his terrifying Star Force erupting, connecting heaven and earth, scattering the surrounding mist as he struck fiercely into the distance.
Wang Jie didn’t know who Luo Kui was. He simply joined the mass of cultivators, rushing toward the northeast.
There was where the Central Command would receive them.
At the same time, outside the planet, Luo Kui turned in surprise: “They’re taking the initiative to break out? Northeast? Interesting.”
Hou Xiao asked in confusion: “Did Senior Brother foresee this?”
Luo Kui laughed calmly: “Letting that group of Lock Force cultivators enter was precisely to inform Fang He which direction to break out from. Without coordinating in advance, how else could Black White Heaven plan a rescue?”
Hou Xiao marveled at his senior brother’s brilliance once more.
“Enough now, junior sister, just wait for your senior brother’s great gift,” Luo Kui said, stepping forward and charging straight toward Fang He.
His name was Luo Kui, known by many as Lone Shadow Beneath the Moon. In his hand was the sword, Misty Moon, and his technique was the famed Thoughtless Sword.
The cultivators of Edge Sect pushed forward fragments of planets, aiming straight at Black White Heaven.
The war had begun.
Although Wang Jie’s side had over a hundred thousand more fighters than Edge Sect, they were all merely Lock Force cultivators—almost useless in this battle. Luckily, they began tossing out formation books, catching the Edge Sect cultivators off guard.
Luo Kui swung his sword toward Fang He and spoke with surprise, “So you were ready from the start. It seems I’ve underestimated how determined Tong Shou was to save you. But Fang He, today you will not escape.”
Fang He stared back coldly: “Is that so? Then give it your best shot.”
At that moment, an even greater surge of star force shook the battlefield—the Hundred Star Realm had made its move.
Fragments of countless planets approached swiftly; reinforcements from Black White Heaven had arrived.
Wang Jie used his Sword Rain Technique to clear the area around him, gazing into the distance. He watched Luo Kui and Fang He battle. Fang He was indeed powerful, after all, a Six Dao Wanderer was no ordinary cultivator, but Luo Kui was clearly stronger, forcing Fang He back step by step.
Suddenly, countless streams of sword qi burst forth from beneath the earth.
As expected, the Way of the Sword Formation had activated.
Xiao Rong and the others’ expressions changed instantly. They hurried to the edges, desperately trying to escape the formation’s immense range.
But the formation covered such a wide area that escape was nearly impossible.
Luo Kui laughed coldly, Force fully pushing Fang He deeper into the formation while swiftly retreating himself.
Several Edge Sect cultivators were also trapped inside, but Luo Kui didn’t care. His sole aim was to trap Fang He within, planning to eliminate a Hundred Star Realm expert from Black White Heaven. “Wait there, Fang He. I’ll return very soon to finish you off.”
Fang He desperately tried to break out, but sword qi surged like a storm—the formation was fully activated.
Wang Jie observed the surrounding formation, then closed his eyes, calmly sensing its structure.
Fang He struggled fruitlessly, anxiety evident in his eyes, when suddenly Wang Jie’s voice echoed clearly: “Senior Brother Fang, seventy-nine steps to the left—strike there to destroy the formation’s core.”
Fang He stared at Wang Jie in astonishment: “You know the location of the formation’s core?”
“I’ve broken it once before,” Wang Jie replied confidently.
Fang He looked deeply into Wang Jie’s eyes but asked nothing more. Immediately, he struck the indicated spot with his palm. Indeed, he shattered one of the sword formation cores.
Just as Tong Shou had predicted, this formation wasn’t as formidable as the one used in the Central Nexus battle, yet it still had fifteen cores. Unlike before, Tong Shou had warned that this time, the Edge Sect disciples outside the formation wouldn’t have time to quickly reposition the cores. All Wang Jie needed was to point out their locations, allowing Fang He to swiftly destroy them.
One by one, Wang Jie accurately identified every core.
Everyone nearby watched in shock. Who on this battlefield didn’t know that being caught in the Way of the Sword Formation was certain death? Yet this man, just a mere Lock Force cultivator, was actually capable of breaking it.
Even Xiao Rong was utterly astonished. This man hadn’t been tricked into coming—he had likely come on purpose. He actually had the power to break formations.
When the final core shattered, the Way of the Sword Formation completely collapsed.
Outside the drifting fragments, Luo Kui suddenly turned his head, unable to believe what he was seeing—the Way of the Sword Formation was broken?
“It was him, Luo Kui,” came the voice of the Hundred Star Realm expert currently engaged in battle with Elder Wu. He pointed directly at Wang Jie. “That boy destroyed our sect’s formation once before. This is the second time. Capture him. He’s critical.”
Gritting his teeth, Luo Kui immediately rushed back.
After assisting Fang He, Wang Jie instantly stepped onto his Sword Step, racing toward the edge of the planet fragments at a speed matching Fang He’s. Fang He glanced at him deeply, suppressing his shock, and swiftly followed.
The Edge Sect had believed the Way of the Sword Formation sufficient to trap Fang He and his forces. Thus, from the very start, their attention had been on suppressing Black White Heaven’s Hundred Star Realm experts. Consequently, this area was poorly guarded, allowing Fang He and Wang Jie to quickly reach the planet’s edge.
Yet Black White Heaven hadn’t anticipated Edge Sect’s decisiveness in immediately sending Luo Kui back.
Wang Jie watched Luo Kui rushing toward them alone, a single figure confronting hundreds of thousands, overpowering them with sheer presence alone. Such was the might of one of Blade Gate’s Three Blades. But they were not afraid—after all, Fang He, a Six Dao Wanderer, stood ready to meet him.
Fang He leaped into the sky to battle Luo Kui once more.
Yet Luo Kui shockingly bypassed Fang He entirely, targeting Wang Jie instead.
Fang He watched Luo Kui sweep past him, a strange gleam flickering in his eyes. He glanced back at Wang Jie once more, then abruptly turned around and fled without hesitation.
Wang Jie stared, stunned, as Fang He abandoned him, fleeing. Seeing Luo Kui bearing down on him, Wang Jie realized he was in serious trouble. He’d been singled out. He never imagined Fang He, a Six Dao Wanderer, would desert him right in front of hundreds of thousands from Black White Heaven, unwilling even to fight. Was he not afraid of being held accountable?
But there was no time to ponder.
Luo Kui’s sword descended. Wang Jie instantly stepped into Armor Eight Steps, narrowly dodging. The earth beneath him split violently, many Black White Heaven cultivators shredded instantly by the sword qi’s residual force. Blood soaked the ground.
A massive wave of sword qi descended once more, covering heaven and earth.
Wang Jie continuously dodged, releasing Thunder Pattern. Yet a single sweep of Luo Kui’s sword qi shattered it instantly. He’d never experienced sword qi this terrifying—even the residual shock after Thunder Pattern shattered left his arm trembling, nearly powerless.
Quickly swallowing a Body Protection Pill, Swift Movement Pill, and Revive Pill in one swift, practiced motion—he always kept these three pills together, consuming them simultaneously—Wang Jie immediately felt his body surge with newfound speed and defense.