Celestial Taoist

Chapter 32 The Dao of Annihilation

A dazzling silver-white light shot up from her body and condensed in mid-air—it was a small and exquisite yet majestic silver-white crescent moon. The surface of the crescent moon was delicate and smooth, exuding a cold light, which was her Dao foundation!

A silvery crescent moon hovered in mid-air, illuminating the entire mountaintop. The originally fierce wind was subdued by this aura, and the sound of the wind subsided. Upon seeing this, Ling Canghai and the elders' smug expressions instantly froze, their eyes filled with horror: "What... what is that?! It has such a terrifying aura!" They had never seen such a strange and powerful weapon before, and the sword energy around them trembled slightly.

"Dao Foundation?!" Li Mofan was shocked. He never expected that Su Qingyao's Dao Foundation would be like this. The aura that surpassed all things was worlds apart from his own Dao Foundation. He didn't have time to think. He secretly activated his own Dao Foundation, quietly releasing the fluctuations that could control emotions, and letting them spread to the Wanjian Sect members who surrounded him.

With a flick of her finger, Su Qingyao caused the silvery crescent moon in mid-air to instantly move, transforming into a streak of silver light that swept towards the enemies surrounding them. Wherever the crescent moon passed, the sharp sword energy dissipated, and the disciples at the forefront had their swords instantly severed by the crescent moon's light. Their bodies were shattered wherever they were touched, and the mountaintop was filled with the stench of blood.

At the same time, Li Mofan's Dao Foundation power had already taken effect. One of the Wanjian Sect elders standing on both sides, his mind in turmoil, swung his longsword at his companion under the full influence of Li Mofan.

"Go!" Su Qingyao shouted, and the silver crescent moon sword suddenly changed direction, slashing fiercely towards the encirclement on the right, instantly killing several enemies on the right. Seeing this, Li Mofan immediately summoned his golden Dao Foundation, activated the spiritual power in his body, and flashed after Su Qingyao, killing two Wanjian Sect disciples who came to fill the gap, and then rushed towards the gap.

Seeing this, Ling Canghai was so angry that his eyes were about to burst. He shouted, "Stop them! Whoever can take down these two will be promoted to the position of elder!" As he roared, he urged his own spiritual power, wanting to step forward and stop them, but he was forced back by the silver crescent moon summoned by Su Qingyao and could not get close at all.

Just as the two were about to break through the encirclement, an old and deep voice suddenly resounded across the mountain peak: "Stop!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure in cyan appeared like a ghost in front of the gap. His body was thin, but his posture was upright. It was none other than Mo Chenzi, the Grandmaster of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who lived in seclusion in the Sword Tomb! He was still wearing a cyan sword robe and holding the ancient Cold Moon Sword in his hand. His aura was powerful. Just by standing there, he created an invisible sense of oppression, completely blocking the way for Su Qingyao and Li Mofan.

Upon seeing this, Su Qingyao immediately stopped, a silvery crescent moon hovering in front of her. She looked at Mo Chenzi warily, her eyes icy cold: "Mo Chenzi? Are you going to stop us too?" Mo Chenzi's strength seemed to far surpass Ling Canghai's. It would probably not be so easy for them to break through today.

Mo Chenzi calmly swept his gaze over Su Qingyao and Li Mofan, then looked at the furious Ling Canghai beside him, and slowly said, "Ling Canghai, how dare you! You actually dared to commit murder on the summit of Wanjian Mountain, and even dared to scheme against two experts. Aren't you afraid of destroying the foundation of the Wanjian Sect?"

Ling Canghai was taken aback, a look of surprise on his face. He quickly stepped forward and bowed to Mo Chenzi, saying, "Senior Mo, why are you here? These two deceived my Wanjian Sect. They can't produce the Sword Pill Technique at all, and they used fake tricks to fool me. I was forced to take action!" While explaining, he secretly gave a signal to the remaining disciples and elders to quietly surround him.

Mo Chenzi gently shook his head, his gaze returning to Su Qingyao, lingering on the silvery crescent moon before her. He paused slightly, his tone softening: "Miss Su, it seems your visit to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect wasn't truly intended to impart the Sword Pill Technique. However, the fact that the Affectionate Sword has recognized young friend Li as its master is fate. I haven't come to stop you, but simply to ask, what is the purpose of your visit, young lady?"

Su Qingyao's eyes flickered slightly, but her expression remained icy: "This is none of your business. Please make way, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

Mo Chenzi's smile grew even gentler, and he even raised his hand in a "please" gesture, his tone sincere: "Don't worry, young lady, I keep my word and will absolutely not stop you two..."

Before he finished speaking, the gentleness in Mo Chenzi's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, sharp glint. The Cold Moon Sword, which had been hanging down, suddenly rose, and with a flick of his wrist, an ancient yet sharp sword aura erupted from the Cold Moon Sword, carrying immense power, and stabbed fiercely toward Su Qingyao's heart! The speed was so fast that even the air hummed.

He had been secretly gathering his strength all along. His feigned greetings were just a pretext to lull Su Qingyao and the other person into a false sense of security, so that he could launch a deadly sneak attack!

"Be careful!" Li Mofan's heart skipped a beat. He activated his Dao Foundation and unleashed the power to control his emotions to the extreme, trying to find a flaw in Mo Chenzi's mind.

Su Qingyao reacted instantly, retreating as the silver crescent moon in front of her transformed into a streak of silver light, meeting the sword energy of the Cold Moon Sword head-on. "Clang..." With a loud bang, the silver crescent moon collided with the Cold Moon Sword. Although the ancient sword appeared simple and unadorned on the surface, it concealed enormous energy. The crescent moon was forced to retreat repeatedly, but fortunately, the sword's momentum also slowed down.

Mo Chenzi's sneak attack failed, but his face showed no surprise. With a slight flick of his wrist, the Cold Moon Sword swung out again, unleashing several sword energies over five feet long that swept towards where Su Qingyao had landed. His tone was icy and chilling: "Miss Su, I advise you to obediently hand over your secrets, otherwise, today will be the day of your deaths!"

Su Qingyao steadied herself, and the silvery crescent moon re-suspended in front of her, her body radiating a burst of pure white spiritual light.

Li Mofan also unleashed his Dao Foundation, the golden Dao Foundation operating at full power. He tried to find an opportunity to control the surrounding enemies while manipulating the Dao Foundation's golden sphere to repel several sword energies from the surrounding area. He said to Su Qingyao in a deep voice, "Captain, I'll hold them off. You deal with Mo Chenzi!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Qingyao raised her hand and looked up at the sky. Dense, shimmering white spiritual energy condensed at her fingertips, and her aura suddenly surged, far surpassing what she had experienced before. A terrifying pressure swept out, causing the elders and disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect surrounding the altar to freeze, their sword-wielding hands trembling slightly, and their faces showing fear.

"What is that?!" A disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect exclaimed in shock, his eyes fixed on the void above Su Qingyao's head, his gaze filled with horror.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the air above Su Qingyao's head gradually distorting. A cluster of spiritual light gathered around the silvery crescent moon, its radiance growing ever brighter, and a faint, cool moonlight aura emanated from it. After a moment, the spiritual light dissipated, and a full moon, about ten feet long, appeared.

This is Su Qingyao's Taoist technique—Nirvana.

As soon as the full moon appeared, it hurtled towards Mo Chenzi. In an instant, the sword energy of the Cold Moon Sword in Mo Chenzi's hand solidified a bit more. He raised his sword to block, and there was another "clang..." This time it was different. Mo Chenzi was sent flying backward, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his withered mouth.