607 Rhythm Of Dao.
Yang Dao and Dao Yin had jumped into the field full of daemons. On the other hand, Laohu Bai had begun to play guqin. Everyone on the planet was hearing the musical notes. This was the power of Laohu Bai’s mastery of the Dao of Music.
The two youngsters had a spear and a sword in their hands. They were both fighting with a two-step method. One was to use the spear to push back the horde while using the sword to kill the missed ones.
The walls of the mansion were being guarded by every cultivation present in the place. Although they were all more or less the same level as the two youngsters. The quality in strength was too much to even compare. Yang Dao and Dao Yin were like a sword everywhere they passed they left Daemon corpses.
The people watching them from the wall were surprised, they could not believe this young couple to be so ferocious. Suddenly the notes picked up the pace and they became quick. It was as if the two people were following the tempo of the song.
The spears have been put back, and the rhythm of the two people was giving people illusion. Before long the walls of the eastern side were cleared. Yang Dao and Dao Yin moved together. Sometimes close, sometimes far. However, whenever one of them revealed a hole in their skills, the other will come up quickly to fill it up.
The rhythm was something no one could keep up with. A guy standing on the wall had unknowingly come down on his knees.
His friend on the side asked, “Jaileng, what are you kneeling for?”
The man replied, “Do you not think they are bot sword gods?”
The people murmured and then agreed, Jaileng said, “The dancing sword gods.”
The two people gained a new name, and the song became even more ferocious. Laohu Bai could see that the two people were only using their swords and physical stamina, they had not once tried to use their spiritual powers. Neither did they manipulate any elements. They were stuck in the mindset of a mortal.
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Suddenly the music stopped and Yang Dao and Dao Yin stood back to back with sweat dripping off their chins. Dao Yin said, “Yang, we need to think of something.” and with a flick of her sword, she cleaned off ten daemons attacking her.
Yang Dao sighed and said, “I understand what the problem is.”
He took a deep breath and exhaled hard. Then his sword, filled with the source energy of wind and water, shot forth. Tens of meters in front of him, the daemons were frozen into popsicles.
Dao Yin smiled and her sword emitted purple lightning. She turned the daemons to ash flying in the void. The music from Laohu Bai’s guqin sounded once again. The two began to derive the eight elements of the sword art they had mastered.
The scene was now filled up with not only blood, but the traces of destruction the two left behind. After half an hour and thousands of Daemons, Yang Dao condensed azure wings on his back and he flew up in the air. Dao Yin had made her way holding a spear, her white hair flying behind her like a mist of death.
Yang Dao took out the bow from his space ring and he began to pluck the bowstring with his two fingers. It was a quick action, and by the people heard a twang, they witnessed an explosion on the ground. The arrows from his fingers were as thin as needles, and the power of the explosion was equal to a missile.
He did not want to damage the planet too much, the bow had turned into a machine gun in his hand. Everywhere he aimed he would leave distorted corpses. Suddenly, Dao Yin flew up and stood behind him. She pouted and said, “You pull my hair and now you are slacking?”
Yang Dao smiled and said, “I was only going to call you. Here, you can give them a rain of death, I will handle the strays.”
He handed her the bow and took her sword. Then stealing a peck on her cheek, he came back to the ground. He took out his sword and said, “Plume, the time you come out and turn them all to ashes.”
(Remember he went deep under the ocean bed once to master the element of fire? He gained the spirit of a golden crow there. It is mentioned in the old chapters. That golden crow is the spirit of his sword. That is why it is called plume.)
A harsh caw echoed in the surroundings, and after a shiver, a golden glow covered Yang Dao’s sword. The sword turned into a golden crow and hovered around Yang Dao. The Young Man said, “Go, we will talk later.” ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀꪶ
Then he closed his eyes and said, “Ushi.”
A space portal opened in front of him and a palm-sized spirit came out of it. This was his sylph spirit. Ushi pouted and tugged on his long hair, as she said, “You finally remember me. Meanie master, stinky master.”
Yang Dao smiled and said, “I will get you candy after you help me clear the planet of these creatures. I missed you.”
Ushi did not say much and left, combined with Plume, the two spirit beings were massacring the daemons like they were nothing. Yang Dao also did not slack off. He started to bombard the place with his fist skills. Kicks and offensive manipulation of elements.
Dao Yin saw this and flew down beside him. She said, “Klyde.”
A space portal appeared and out came a tiger made of rocks, with green emerald eyes. The beast bowed to Dao Yin gently and said, “Master.”
“Go slay these creatures.” said the young girl.
The tiger roared and daemons exploded. Yang Dao and Dao Yin smiled and each other as the girl said, “Ash, you can also act.”
The sword in her hand trembled and transformed into a blob of water. The blob was then divided into small drops and it shot in random directions. Dao Yin said, “Water is sharp yet blunt.”
Yang Dao smiled as he offered her his hand, Dao Yin took his hand and the young man said, “I apologize.”
Dao Yin shook her head and hugged him. The two had no care for the massacre going on around him. At this moment, they were one, with the memories of their past self. The rhythm changed again. From doing everything by themselves, they had come to the point where they will ask others to help them.
They were the dao children yet they were now aware of their weaknesses. The dao was not perfect, it was always improving. It had so many things to it that it will never stop improving and it will always evolve to be a better version.
Dao Yin and Yang Dao were just like this, they were gradually becoming the Dao itself. This was what they needed to improve, this was what the dao needed. To manifest in two figures, who will always be together, and keep on improving.
The time passed and the Daemons were being killed ceaselessly. As Laohu Bai had said, the daemons, on this planet were a bit too many. The problem was a teleportation array that would keep sending five daemons every ten minutes. Otherwise, how could these creatures overwhelm a whole planet?
Yang Dao and Dao Yin flew to this teleportation with the daemons left for their spirit familiars to deal with. The girl asked, “Should we alter this array and go to the other side?”
Yang Dao shook his head and said, “We are not yet strong enough to face with stronger entities of the void. If the other party turned out to be a cunning human? Do you plan to kill him?”
Dao Yin nodded and Yang Dao said, “Before killing we must ask him if he seeks to correct his ways, if not, then we shall kill him or her.”
Dao Yin nodded and then asked, “What to do with this array?”
Yang Dao thought for a bit and then said, “Alter this to an explosion array?”
Dao Yin nodded and waved her hand. The alterations were completed like that and the two left the place holding hands.
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Somewhere in the inner immortal plane, an old man was watching the disciples escorting Daemons to the teleportation array. The old man had a small horn between his forehead, the rest was exactly the same as a human’s appearance.
The disciple brought a new batch to the teleportation array and he channeled the spiritual energy in the runes. The array of symbols glowed but suddenly the old man thought something was wrong and said, “Shu, move…”
His words had yet to finish when the array exploded. When the dust cloud settled the old man rushed to the array formation and found nothing but a crater.
He looked up at the sky and roared, “WHO MESSED WITH THE DAEMON LORD? I WILL KILL YOU.”