<h2 ss="wp-block-heading">Chapter 5286</h2>


    “What is that?” Ling Xue screamed.


    A dense mass of skeletons crawled out of the cracks, their eye sockets aze with ghostly green will-o’-the-wisp fire, their joints rubbing against each other with a harsh, crackling sound.


    In their hands, they clutched rusted longswords or broken ancient swords, evidently the remains of generations of cultivators who had perished in the Sword Tomb. These


    skeletons, fueled by malevolent energy, moved with incredible swiftness, emanating a thick aura of violence and bloodlust. They surged towards David like a tidal wave!


    “David!” Mo Chen’s expression changed drastically, and he drew his sword, ready to charge.


    But just as he took his first step, an invisible barrier suddenly materialized.


    The Sword Tomb’s previously hidden sword domain suddenly erupted, forming a transparent barrier thatpletely isted David from the outside world.


    Mo Chen’s longsword struck the barrier, creating only a faint ripple. The recoil sent his blood surging, and blood streamed from the corners of his mouth.


    “This sword domain… has be so powerful!”


    Mo Chen eximed in shock. He could sense that the sword domain was now several times more violent than before, as if deliberately repelling outsiders.


    Over a dozen Sword Sect disciples attacked in unison, their sword energies shing at the barrier, but each one was deflected.


    Hu Mazi cast a spell and mmed it down. With a resounding ng, he was sent flying backward, his arm numb.


    “Damn it! I can’t get in!” Hu Mazi roared, his eyes filled with anxiety.


    Inside the barrier, David waspletely surrounded by the skeletons.


    He suddenly opened his eyes, not a trace of panic in them, only a burning desire to fight.


    The profound meaning of the “Sword Saint Heart Sutra” he had justprehended when resonating with the sword’s will raced through his mind. He turned his hand to grasp the Dragon ying Sword inserted at his side, and golden light shone once again, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding ck evil aura.


    “Well done!”


    David shouted, and instead of retreating, he advanced.


    The Dragon ying Sword sliced through the air, creating a dazzling golden arc. It was the “Soaring Dragon Style” he had mastered during his battle with Zhao Jingfeng! This time, however, this strike carried not only the might of a dragon but also the ancient sword spirit of the Sword Tomb. “


    Puff!”


    The dozen or so skeletons bearing the brunt of the sword’s light were instantly reduced to a cloud of shattered bones.


    But more skeletons surged forward, stepping over the remains of theirpanions. Unafraid of pain, unafraid of death, their weapons shed through the air, piercing David’s vital points.


    David, employing a deft footwork, weaved through the swarm of skeletons.


    He no longer defended himself, but instead pushed the “Sword Saint Heart Sutra” to its fullest potential. The moment the ck evil energy approached him, he actively drew it into his body!


    “Ugh…”


    The moment the evil energy entered his body, David felt as if his meridians were being pierced by countless steel needles. The excruciating pain instantly covered his forehead in cold sweat.


    But he forcibly endured the pain, directing the raging evil energy to flow through his dantian.


    Miraculously, under the guidance of his sword intent, the pure energy contained within the evil energy was gradually extracted and integrated into his spiritual power.


    “Eighth level of the Scattered Immortal Realm… The barrier is loosening!” David’s heart pounded with joy.


    These skeletons were originally nourished by evil energy; after ying them, the dissipating evil energy would be even more concentrated.


    As David shed the endless stream of skeletons, he actively absorbed the energy from the evil energy.


    His movements became faster and faster, the golden light of the Dragon ying Sword intertwining with the ck energy of the evil energy, creating an eerie and domineering scene.


    Amidst the scattering of bone fragments, David’s aura rose at a visible rate.


    With each sword swing, dozens of skeletons shattered; with each evil energy absorbed, his spiritual power condensed.


    Gradually, his sword technique was no longer limited to the “Soaring Dragon Style.” The ancient characters on the stone tablet of the Sword Tomb seemed toe alive, transforming into invisible sword shadows, guiding his movements.