Maiden Galaxy

Chapter 317: Attacked On All Sides

Chapter 317: Attacked On All Sides

The seven Flying Swords behind Chen Mo seemed to lay down a starry sky. Seven of these were particularly brilliant and outlined the form of the Black Turtle. Although they were merely simple sword billets that were far from completion, in terms of the Flying Swords' power and background, they surpassed the sword chants of all cultivators present such that no one had ever seen a sword billet capable of emitting such ancient and overwhelming power.

"The Without Ultimate Primordial Dual Modes Four Symbols Swords…"

Following Hou Niaoyan's astonished exclamation, the other cultivators in succession also recognized the background of Chen Mo's Flying Swords. Realizing that the Flying Swords in front of them were actually one of Star World's Three Great Sword Chants, no one dared to believe their eyes.

Everyone knew of Star World's Three Great Sword Chants.

Practically every cultivator had heard of the materials needed to cast these Flying Swords, and each sect had "Three Great Sword Chants" statutes. Among them, the Four Symbols Sword was the most widespread. But even if all cultivators knew the materials required for one of the Three Great Sword Chants, a person capable of actually forging one could be described as one every thousand years.

Whether it was the Heavenly Spirit Earthly Fiend Purple Rose Five Elements Sword, the Without Ultimate Primordial Dual Modes Four Symbols Sword, or the Three Sovereigns Five Emperors Eight Desolates Sword, each of the Three Great Sword Chants required extremely rare materials. Even with the power of the Sixteen Star Marquis, this was very difficult to achieve.

This kind of Flying Sword existed only in everyone's oral tradition.

Today in the Siming Oasis, when they suddenly saw the Black Turtle Swords of the Four Symbols Sword, the oasis sunk into extreme shock in a split second. Even Hou Jing was shaken.

"Is that really the Four Symbols' Black Turtle Sword?"

"It must be. Only the Three Great Sword Chants could have such power."

"How could this Flying Sword appear on a Thunder Tribulation brat…"

The cultivators whispered to one another. Everyone's gazes suddenly burned with the flames of greed.

"No way, Chen Mo actually has the Four Symbols Black Turtle Sword?" Ji Biling's entire body was full of goosebumps.

"He said he wanted to use the Siming Nine Serenities Flame. It turns out he needed it to cast the Black Turtle Sword." Realizing this point, the Heaven Beyond Heaven group had an epiphany.

"Just who is Chen Mo, could he be a Highness of the Central Star Field."

"Hmph, no matter who he is, he is a Thunder Tribulation cultivator who surprisingly doesn't understand the logic of possessing something that everyone covets. He is dead for sure." Lu Yushu sneered.

Yue Huanqin and the other's were taken aback. They saw the surrounding hundreds of cultivators show greedy gazes, manifesting killing intent. The Four Symbols Black Turtle Sword was one of the Three Great Sword Chants; no magic treasure could compare to it. Just one of the swords alone was enough to make a cultivator invincible, let alone the Flying Swords that Chen Mo forged were merely billets that were not completely refined.

The thought of stealing the Flying Swords for themselves washed over all of them like a tide. Many of the cultivators present had killed and robbed another person. The cultivation journey was filled with challenges and dangers, and those who strictly followed the rules in their cultivation would only grow to be weaklings. To be able to come to the Siming Oasis, these cultivators naturally had a heart unwilling to be defeated.

Chen Mo sensed the change in the surrounding air, and he thought to himself that this was bad.

He thought that if he only left the Four Symbols Black Turtle Swords he forged as billets, no one should have recognized them as one of the Three Great Sword Chants, but from the display just now, everyone saw through him at a glance.

"Just who are you, why do you have the Four Symbols Black Turtle Flying Swords?" Hou Jing said in a low voice.

"Even if you searched Heaven and Earth, you could not possibly know my background. Since I have these Black Turtle Swords, you'd best stop here if you're smart. Otherwise, suffer the consequences of your own actions." Chen Mo bluffed. He knew in the present situation that he had already become a target. He could only bluff, to make them apprehensive.

But the Four Symbols Black Turtle Sword was one of Star World's most primeval Three Great Sword Chants, and no magic weapon could come close to its power. Additionally, Chen Mo only had Thunder Tribulation strength. In everyone else's eyes, to not steal these swords away simply was a crime. If not for their worries over the confrontation between Hou Jing and Chen Mo, they would have already swarmed to split up Chen Mo's corpse.

Hou Niaoyan ruminated: "If it wasn't for there being no people of the Central Star Field being in this place, then I, Hou Jing, actually would have fell for your bluff."

"Hou Jing." Chen Mo cursed.

This Star Name had repeated betrayals in Chinese history, and it was a name of treachery, malice and ill repute. He was Chinese history's self-proclaimed one and only "General of the Universe Past, Present, and Future," and he could be described as famous. Chen Mo wondered if she was the same.

"I can see that it would be difficult for you to leave this oasis alive. Right now, only I can save your life." Hou Niaoyan narrowed her eyes as she glanced around."

"You don't cross me, I don't cross you. I don't want to start a massacre." Chen Mo wrinkled his brow.

Hou Niaoyan was taken aback. Then she laughed.

This was the first time she had ever seen a Thunder Tribulation cultivator so conceited.

Just at this moment, a golden light arrow shot towards Chen Mo. A Black Turtle Sword intercepted the arrow, splitting it. Then, they heard Pang Xuan impatiently yell: "Yan'er, don't waste your breath on him. Kill them and complete the mission." The man also eyed the Four Symbols Black Turtle Sword covetously. He wanted to steal them the first moment he could.

Hou Jing heard her partner's words, and without any hesitation, sprung forth, sweeping her double-edged axe. It was a Seafloor Moon Dredging attack.

Chen Mo's cultivation was honestly too weak. His Greater Thunder Tribulation strength was unable to stand a single blow, and Hou Niaoyan disregarded him. She wanted to take Chen Mo and Milu's lives with a Yellow Rank.

The Black Turtle True Spirit manifested, and the Flying Swords quickly shielded Chen Mo like a heavy mountain. His sword-lights were like the Five Sacred Mountains, majestic and unparalleled. Hou Niaoyan's Yellow Rank was unable to shake them in the slightest.

Chen Mo's Divine Intent moved, and he escaped with Milu. The seven Black Turtle Swords' lights burned, looming like the Five Sacred Mountains. Hou Jing used the "Mandarin Duck Splitter" to hack apart the Flying Swords' obstruction. Her Star Energy was mobilized to its limit, seemingly reaching the peak of Yellow Court Realm. Waves of Star Energy rolled without stop. The might of a Yellow Court Realm Peak Star General was simply terrifying. Every inch of muscle and bone in his body seemed on the verge of being crushed into dust by her power.

The Black Turtle True Spirit once again emerged to break Hou Jing's pressure. Luckily, the two of them battled in midair. Although Hou Jing wielded the strongest powers her Yellow Court Realm afforded her, that her legs were unable to touch the ground's Yellow Court greatly diminished the pressure on Chen Mo.

Chen Mo continuously used the Flying Swords to defend, searching of a chance to leave the oasis for the time being.

Eyed by several Human Immortals, Chen Mo conceded he could not possibly sweep all of them away.

Pang Xuan fired arrows in succession, coordinating with Hou Jing. In the end, the Black Turtle Flying Swords were merely billets. After several uses, they gradually lost their might. Hou Jing seized the chance to attack with a Dark Rank, thinking to instantly kill Chen Mo.

Chen Mo waved his hand, and an astral wind suddenly erupted from his palm, forming a snow-white blade of light that caught Hou Jing's Mandarin Duck Splitter. The Dark Rank's power peeled apart the white saber-light. A straight saber appeared in Chen Mo's hand. Saber-light flashed, bright as snow and penetrating to the bone.

"Star Energy." Assassin Of Turbulent Times detected the presence of Star Energy. The woman's brows rose, and her double-edged axe rolled.

A bloody gash was sliced into the Black Turtle's body. Chen Mo's expression changed, and he immediately retreated. At the same time, an arrow dug into his back. Not allowing him to catch his breath, all of a sudden, a swift and severe sword-qi came from the side. This sword-qi was like a melody, pouring into his ears.

Chen Mo was already very familiar with this pentatonic way of the sword. He listened to the change in the music and struck with Qiankun One Qi.

Turning his head to look, more than a dozen string-like sword-lights were stopped by the Qiankun One Qi. Lu Yushu's expression was cruel yet surprised. He already held a grudge toward Chen Mo and itched to chew him apart. Immediately, he yelled: "Everyone, kill him and seize the Black Turtle Swords. Don't tell me everyone wants to wait for the Star General to steal them away, then massacre all of us?"

"Yushu, you shut up!" Yue Huanqin furiously said. "How can you do such a thing."

Lu Yushu coldly glanced at Yue Huanqin. His eyes were extremely chilling and brimming with hatred. The more the girl protected Chen Mo, the greater the resentment in Lu Yushu's heart grew.

His Divine Intent moved.

He activated a magic treasure, "Inkstone." Inkstone suddenly enlarged, and pitch-black fluid gushed forth from it, raging towards Chen Mo.

Seeing a disciple from Heaven Beyond Heaven, one of the Ten Great Families, make his move, the other hesitant cultivators were also unable to endure any longer. They each activated magic treasures and abilities one after another.

"Goddammit." Hou Jing saw the cultivators unexpectedly besiege Chen Mo, and she could only pull back for the time being.

Even Hou Jing did not want to go face the powers, Flying Swords, and magic weapons of several hundred Human Immortals directly. After these cultivators killed Chen Mo, she naturally had complete certainty in killing Milu and stealing away the Flying Swords.

Faraway, Qi Xi and the others also could not longer sit around now.

The four strongest cultivators here in the oasis each glanced at one another, showing excited expression.

"To actually be able to see the Four Symbols Four Turtles Sword in the Siming Oasis, what are we waiting for. This kind of Flying Sword can't be found just anywhere." The middle-aged man roared, becoming an escape-light that flew towards the valley.

"Let's go."

Without need for Qi Xi's orders, his subordinate bandits were already raring to go.

From their perspective, the Ancient Flying Swords that Chen Mo possessed were much more enticing than a Star General.

Yue Huanqin saw that Chen Mo was being surrounded, and her heart grew anxious. She immediately used her Flying Swords to stop Lu Yushu. Ji Biling, Jing Tianchi, and the rest quietly glanced at each other, vacillating. In the end, they still aimed their Flying Swords at Chen Mo's Four Symbols Black Turtle Swords. They could not resist the temptation of the Ancient Sword Chant.

"Senior Sister, all of you…" Yue Huanqin despaired.

"Junior Sister, our top priority is to seize the Black Turtle Swords. This is the only way we can save Chen Mo. As long as Chen Mo has those swords, he absolutely won't survive today." He Zijin self-righteously said.

"Chen Mo saved my life, you can't do this." Yue Huanqin screamed. She used the Heavenly Music Sword Array. After her exchange with Chen Mo, her sword array had become even more perfect. Her music was overflowing, flawless. Ji Biling and the others' Flying Swords were obstructed. No matter what, she would at least stop her fellow sectmates from committing this betrayal.

A thousand Flying Swords dotted the skies like stars, cramming the oasis. Countless lights descended towards Chen Mo.

Chen Mo used Northern Dipper to barely defend, repelling countless attacks.

Hou Jing watched apathetically from the side.

"Yan'er, why aren't you using your Earth Rank to kill him." Pang Xuan hurried over to her side and quietly asked. Hou Niaoyan already had Yellow Court Realm Peak and long comprehended her Earth Rank Technique. Even an Earthly Immortal would disintegrate under an Earth Rank, so it was capable of killing Chen Mo and stealing his Flying Swords.

"The best part of the show is yet to come." Hou Niaoyan sneered.

Pang Xuan followed her gaze. All of a sudden, a gloomy black cloud suddenly flew in from the horizon, nay, that was not a black cloud at all. Those were countless cultivators forming an enormous army.

Overflowing sword-qi rolled like a thick layer of clouds.

"Those are the desert bandits." Pang XUan's tone sank.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. These bandits finally lost patience once they saw the Black Turtle Flying Swords." Hou Niaoyan sneered.

Pang Xuan immediately understood her intentions. The two of them were members of the Hunting Heavenly Pavilion. They had used this "oriole behind" trap many times in the past.

"Hmph, then let's preserve our strength in the meantime."

"That Chen Mo is undoubtedly dead, but there is something I'm very curious about…"

"Hm?"

"That woman's Star Name." All along, Hou Jing's heart was unable to solve this mystery.

Pang Xuan dismissed her concerns: "No matter what Star Name she is, she isn't a Heavenly Star in the end. Against the assault of so many people, it will also be difficult for her to survive."

"If only."

Hou Niaoyan thought, worried.

As she thought this, the world suddenly darkened. The bandits' Flying Swords already attacked. Tens of thousands of Flying Swords already blotted out the sun, a sight incomparably magnificent. This was practically like that black sandstorm. All Flying Swords plunged towards Chen Mo, and he was already caught in the thick of a disaster.