With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World-Chapter 250 - 230: Flickering (Part 2)

[All the Cyan Heaven Immortal Army was no match for the sword cultivation army of Sword Mountain River; the territory occupied by the Cyan Heaven Immortal Army on the ground was swiftly recaptured, and you and your fellow Daoists hurried back to the Reflection World without stopping.]

The war in the void is the key.

The Broken Cocoon Alliance was fundamentally controlled and interfered with by Sword Mountain River, failing to take shape.

Even the mightiest Venerable Qianlei was nothing in front of Pei Min, not to mention those Nascent Soul Peak seniors guarding the void.

"Black Insect... Ancient Moon..."

Pei Min, upon returning to the void, turned into a ray of light and quickly fled into it.

In the instant of entering the void, Pei Min’s pupils shrank.

In the distant void, several towering figures were fighting each other. Their battle was obscured by light, beyond the gaze of ants.

In that moment, only one word remained in Pei Min’s mind: magnificent.

If mere mortals were here, just a glance might burst their minds, as their brains couldn’t possibly contain such magnificence.

However, Pei Min was a Nascent Soul Sword Venerable and quickly regained clarity.

"The Sword Masters have made their move..." The involvement of the Sword Masters signified the severity of the situation.

"Beidou, Seven Stars!"

Pei Min’s eyes narrowed, and seven sword lights flickered forth.

Pei Min’s Sword Dao is the Five Elements Yin Yang, but this Dao is too vast for Pei Min’s cultivation to directly wield.

Therefore, Pei Min relied on the Seven Stars to incorporate the Yin Yang Five Elements, cleverly manifesting the Five Elements Yin Yang.

The Seven-Star Sword Light was immense, shattering a Tier Two Black Insect in an instant.

"Fight!"

The longsword flew into Pei Min’s hand, and Pei Min turned into a stream of light, heading towards the weaker areas of sword cultivation power.

Countless Black Insects seemed to fill Pei Min’s vision, with innumerable Tier One Black Insects, many Tier Two Black Insects, and even a Pseudo-Tier Three Black Insect hiding among them, quietly absorbing the energy released by the death of Black Insect Sword Cultivators, trying to break through at this opportunity.

Many Nascent Soul Cultivators noticed them, doing their utmost to eliminate these Pseudo-Tier Three Black Insects.

Fortunately, in the current great war, these Black Insects did not hide behind the numerous insect tides, nor did they need to ignite the Fire of Hope to perish together with the Pseudo-Tier Three Black Insects.

Pei Min, in harmony with his sword, flashed past countless insect tides.

The Tier One Black Insects and below were hideously bizarre in form, while Tier Two Black Insects barely retained a human shape, resembling a blend of mantis and human.

The Pseudo-Tier Three Black Insects already had half a human form, and their appearance faintly resembled the Immortal Demon Corpses on the Ancient Moon.

A gash appeared on Pei Min’s cheek, quickly mended by the Nascent Soul Cultivator’s robust life force.

Pei Min’s arm was twisted like a braid, his abdomen torn open with a large gash, but Pei Min paid no mind, his eyes full of overwhelming killing intent.

Six flying swords, guided by Divine Sense and Sword Spirit, helped fend off the supporting Black Insects alongside several Nascent Soul Sword Venerables, while Pei Min’s longsword stabbed fiercely into the chest of the Pseudo-Tier Three Black Insect.

"Ah————"

An ear-piercing scream reverberated through the void; such Divine Techniques leveraged the power of the Black Insects to echo, without needing air as a medium like mere mortals to produce sound.

Blood flowed from Pei Min’s ears.

However, Pei Min’s Sword Essence surged entirely into the longsword in his hand.

"In the name of Beidou Seven Stars, bearing the intent of Yin Yang Five Elements, explode for me!"

The Sword Essence exploded in an instant.

"Boom————"

The Pseudo-Tier Three Black Insect exploded and perished.

Just as Pei Min was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a tremendous commotion suddenly arose from afar.

Dozens of Golden Core Sword Cultivators were obliterated in an instant, and three Nascent Soul Sword Venerables were sent flying backward.

Another Pseudo-Tier Three Black Insect had broken through!

"Damn it!"

Pei Min’s eyes turned crimson.

A Tier Three Black Insect represented a power beyond Nascent Soul, although not truly reaching the Divinity Transformation Realm of Jiuzhou, much like the so-called Divinity Transformation in Sword Spirit Heaven, it still surpassed the ordinary Nascent Soul level.

All three Sword Masters stationed at Sword Mountain River were already engaged in battle far away.

Sword Mountain River had no matching formidable fighters left to face it.

Fortunately, the Tier Three Black Insect was far weaker than a Sword Master, and as long as a price was paid, it could be eliminated.

The so-called price...

"Alas..."

The Fire of Hope shone brightly in the distance.

A figure shimmered with divine light like a raging flame.

"What a pity, I had wanted to attempt the Sword Master realm once more."

This was a Nascent Soul Peak Sword Venerable, among the most likely to break through to become a Sword Master.

"Boom————"

As Pei Min coped with the surrounding insect tide attacks, by the time he glanced back, that Sword Venerable had already perished together with the Tier Three Black Insect.

No one from Sword Spirit Heaven would know his name or what transpired here; a Peak Sword Venerable faded into the annals of history.

In the distance, another Fire of Hope flickered—a flame of life!

A Golden Core Peak Sword Cultivator fought until his strength was exhausted, choosing to ignite his body.

This is the only fate for Sword Cultivators in the void.

"Damn it!"

Pei Min felt the insignificance of his own power.

Out of the corner of his eye, Pei Min suddenly glimpsed a figure from the Ancient Moon and his pupils contracted.

That is!?

An emaciated old man with white hair and a long beard stood quietly in the void, unnoticed by the void Black Insects or the Sword Cultivators.

The old man seemed to sense Pei Min’s gaze, turned his head, and locked eyes with Pei Min. The old man smiled slightly.

He drew the longsword from his back.

"You..." A familiar image flashed through Pei Min’s mind.

Master Wuguang! He’s Master Wuguang!

The unparalleled genius who established the Overseas Immortal Mountain, and the true prodigy whom the Sword Masters of Sword Mountain River could not contend with.

But he was unlike the Master Wuguang Pei Min had seen in the images before.

At this moment, Master Wuguang carried a longsword on his back.

"I am Ye Lan, known as Wuguang, favored by the heavens, founded the Overseas Immortal Mountain, and later entered the Reflection World to re-cultivate in Sword Dao."

"I’ve cultivated for four thousand three hundred and eleven years..."

The serene, aged voice echoed in the ears of all beings in the void.

Countless eyes looked in astonishment toward the white-robed elder before the Ancient Moon.

The elder held a longsword; his white robe fluttered without wind, and his white hair floated up. His eyes seemed to contain the universe, yet they were as clear and pure as a calm pool of water.

"Born of the heavens, cultivated in the heavens, traveling in the heavens, I must return to the heavens..."

The longsword in Master Wuguang’s hand radiated light, and an immensely dazzling sword light erupted from his body.

Master Wuguang had indeed retrained himself in the Sword Dao.

Indeed, while Master Wuguang was an unparalleled genius among non-Sword Cultivators, it didn’t mean he had no talent in sword cultivation.

The next second, a light flickered within the Fire of Hope, merging into Master Wuguang’s body.

Master Wuguang, like other Sword Cultivators, swiftly transformed into a flickering flame.

"Ancient Moon... Immortal Demon Corpse... You shouldn’t be here..."

Master Wuguang looked toward the sky; his form was enveloped in boundless light, charging toward the Ancient Moon like a deity, illuminating the entire dark void...

.........

Sword Spirit Heaven.

Countless mortals returned to their peaceful lives, indifferent to the battles of Sword Cultivators and other cultivators, as life carried on.

When night fell, Sword Cultivators still cursed and swept the battlefield, while many mortals had already fallen asleep.

"These vile wretches from the Broken Cocoon Alliance deserve to die, killing so many mortals."

"Hmph, a bunch of insignificant pests. If not for the Nascent Soul seniors luring them out, how could they have acted so arrogantly?"

The Sword Cultivators from Sword Mountain River were cleaning up the battlefield.

And in the next second.

The sky brightened, turning instantly to daylight.

A blazing white sun suddenly rose, crashing directly toward the enormous moon in the sky.