This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

The golden threads moved swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, under the precise control of the Dragon Slaying Saber Cultivator, they had completely ensnared Jiao Yan.

"Damn it!" These golden threads bound Jiao Yan tightly and kept constricting, seemingly intent on strangling him, which left Jiao Yan seething with anger.

Jiao Yan knew he had to break free from the golden threads’ restraint urgently. With a roar, he transformed back into his true form, a giant Black Jiao over thirty zhang long.

For the Demon Beasts of the Jiao Clan with their extraordinary bloodlines, their true form is where their combat power is at its strongest.

The golden threads that had trapped Jiao Yan snapped as he reverted to the Black Jiao, his burgeoning form stretching them taut, the golden light on the threads trembling incessantly.

"Snap already!" Madness filled Jiao Yan’s massive eyes as his body thrashed violently.

Crash!

Under Jiao Yan’s fierce struggle, the golden threads finally reached their breaking point, sounding like a snapping bowstring as Jiao Yan tore them apart.

As the golden threads snapped, the Array Plate in the hands of the Dragon Slaying Saber Golden Core Cultivator was also covered in web-like cracks.

But Jiao Yan wasn’t in good shape either; as the price for tearing apart the golden threads, his body was sliced open, flesh torn and indistinct with blood flowing profusely outwards, carrying a strong scent of blood.

The Sword Master, of course, would not miss this opportunity. With his one arm, he gripped the Full Moon Saber tightly and pressed forward, his figure transforming into a bloody arc of light, an imposing sight to behold.

Yet, the attack from the Golden Silk Mist Formation was far from over. Although the golden threads had been torn, the dense black mist had not dissipated.

Under the control of the Dragon Slaying Saber Golden Core Cultivator, the black mist invaded Jiao Yan’s body frantically through his wounds.

As he activated the Golden Silk Mist Formation, a chill flashed through Han Jiu’s eyes.

He had another formation at his disposal besides this one.

The Sect Protection Array of the Sea God Sect.

As the manipulator of the Sect Protection Array, Han Jiu unfurled a large aquamarine Array Flag, through which he could control the Sect Protection Array.

The Spiritual Power from the Spirit Vein of the Sea God Sect surged like a tide into the Sect Protection Array.

Under Han Jiu’s manipulation, the nearly tangible Spiritual Power formed a blazing beam of Spiritual Light, shooting towards the bloodied Jiao Yan, almost in unison with the Sword Master’s action.

Bellow!

Jiao Yan raised his dragon head and extended his claws, hard as magic artifacts, to meet the onslaught of attacks.

Thud!

Boom!

Two markedly different but equally thunderous sounds of impact resonated.

The left claw, which was resisting the Spiritual Light, sent a sharp tingling pain through Jiao Yan, causing him great anguish, but this was the better outcome.

Because the right claw, which was meant to fend off the Sword Master’s Full Moon Saber, was torn further along an existing wound, creating an even larger gash, revealing bright red flesh. The intense pain drove Jiao Yan into an even more frenzied rage.

"The Jiao Clan may have strong bodies, but how many claws do you have? How many slashes can you withstand?" Seeing the effectiveness of the strike combined with the Sect Protection Array, the Sword Master taunted coldly.

Jiao Yan remained silent, his tail whipping fiercely like a whip toward the Sword Master. As he launched the attack, Jiao Yan also threw his Magic Artifact seal, blocking the Sword Master’s retreat.

The next moment, Jiao Yan’s expression changed.

—Confronted with his tail sweep, the Sword Master had no intention of dodging. Instead, he brought the Full Moon Saber down upon it with a slash.

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The piercing sound of metal colliding echoed, and the huge recoil from the collision between the Full Moon Saber and the Jiaolong’s tail made the Sword Master feel as if his internal organs were about to shift positions. With his Qi-Blood boiling, a fresh trickle of red blood immediately seeped from the corner of his mouth.

And in such a fierce head-on clash, Jiao Yan’s tail was also slashed open with a huge gash, blood gushing out as if it cost nothing.

It must be said, the physical bodies of the Demon Clan are indeed strong, as Jiao Yan had already lost count of how much blood he had shed since the beginning of the battle.

Yet, Jiao Yan’s ferocity had not diminished by a fraction.

"Thrilling!" The Sword Master spat out a mouthful of blood-stained saliva, laughing wildly, "Come again!"

His figure as quick as lightning, his saber technique like thunder, bringing a terrifying rumble, the Sword Master once again swung his saber at Jiao Yan.

Han Jiu also manipulated the Sect Protection Array once more, refining Spiritual Light and coordinating with the Sword Master to attack Jiao Yan.

The omnipresent black fog also began to show its effects, slowly paralyzing Jiao Yan’s physical body as it merged into his blood, causing his movements to become increasingly stiff.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of attacks bombarded Jiao Yan relentlessly.

Even with his frenzied rage and desperate struggles, he had no chance of escaping in the face of the Sect Protection Array operated by Han Jiu, the Golden Silk Mist Formation held by ten Golden Core Cultivators of the Dragon Slaying Saber, and the incessant assaults of the Nascent Soul Early Stage Sword Master who seemed to be in a frenzy.

As tough as Jiao Yan’s body was, it couldn’t withstand the continuously worsening injuries, and the blood pouring from his body had already formed a small pool on the ground.

Finally, Jiao Yan’s resistance grew weaker and weaker, and at last, under the Sword Master’s downward slash, Jiao Yan’s body swayed and fell straight from the sky.

With a booming sound, the Black Jiao’s massive body landed on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust, and the wild Jiao Yan now lay powerless to move, his breaths weak.

The Sword Master unleashed several golden ropes, binding the incapacitated Jiao Yan tightly.

Jiao Yan still had his uses for the Dragon Slaying Saber; naturally, the Sword Master wouldn’t kill him but merely incapacitate him to vent the anger in his heart.

With Jiao Yan subdued, what followed was the most important, most difficult, and the step that left no room for error—using Jiao Yan as bait to lure the Jiaolong Demon King into the trap they had so intricately woven in advance!

Cold light flickered in the Sword Master’s eyes as he held the Full Moon Saber, dragging it along the spine of the Black Jiao.

The sharp saber blade, following the already torn and ragged wounds, carved a deep cut across Jiao Yan’s back, revealing a darkly glowing long sinew hidden within.

The Sword Master grabbed the sinew and cruelly yanked it out from Jiao Yan’s body.

This was a dragon sinew several zhang long.

"First, the Sea God Sect, then Jiao Yan, and lastly, it will be the turn of the Jiaolong Demon King," the Sword Master pocketed the dragon sinew, stepped in front of Real Person Han Qiu, and uttered, deliberately pausing between words, "Do you know why your life was spared until now?"

Husky with emotion, the Sword Master continued, "It’s to let you witness with your own eyes how the Jiao Clan is annihilated. Then, you will be placed before the statue of the Jiaolong to experience the torment of being sacrificed to the fiery blaze."

Han Qiu found it difficult to accept the situation of Jiao Yan’s defeat, twisting on the ground and muttering, "It’s useless, useless... You could capture Jiao Yan with the formation because he had just entered the Fourth Grade. But the Jiaolong Demon King, who is on the verge of Transforming into a Dragon—how could you be a match for him?"

"Then watch carefully how we slay the dragon," the Sword Master asserted, addressing Han Qiu and bolstering the confidence of himself and the Saber Cultivators.

Jiao Yan had just reached the Initial Stage of the Fourth Grade, and with his Nascent Soul Early Stage Cultivation as a foundation, the plan targeting Jiao Yan was nearly foolproof.

But the Jiaolong Demon King was different, his combat power astonishing; if they were to confront him directly, the Sword Master would not be his match. Considering the vast disparity in strength, even the most perfect strategy would not have a high chance of success.

However, with the arrow already nocked, they had no choice but to proceed. They had reached this point, and there was no turning back now.

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