Free Web NovelChapter 278: Chapter 51: Stopping the Carriage on the Mountain on a Rainy Night (3)
A monstrous blade ray suddenly materialized in the void, slashing down through the air.
The Youhong Sword struck the blade ray and was instantly knocked back, its glow dimming.
This blade ray was a Life Soul-level attack, similar to the Sword Light Talisman Cai Li had refined. It was created by a Life Soul Cultivator who had sealed the power of a single strike into a Jade Pendant.
Although this method would consume several years of Magical Power, it was invaluable for protecting younger members of a clan or sect.
After knocking the Youhong Sword aside, the blade ray fanned out like a peacock displaying its tail, transforming into hundreds of cold, murderous rays. They spread like flowing water, instantly blanketing a vast expanse of the void as the light of the blades swept over everything like a tidal wave.
The moment Fang Cheng saw the blade light, he didn’t hesitate, immediately summoning the Third-tier Magical Artifact, the White Bone Relic. The relic then transformed into the White Bone Flying Sword.
He then became one with his sword, transforming into a lustrous white sword aura that swept up Hua Yutang and shot into the distance.
The Young Master on the ornate chariot sneered, watching the scene with cold indifference.
In the blink of an eye, the sky-spanning blade light caught up to the sword aura!
But the sword aura moved with incredible agility, twisting and weaving through the torrent of light. It clashed with the blades thousands of times in an instant, yet remained completely unscathed.
The Sword Technique was at the Peak of Profound Skill, utterly miraculous.
The two women beside the Young Master stared, dumbfounded. They never imagined anyone could survive such an attack.
Even one of the two Cyan Birds pulling the chariot had a glimmer in its eyes, appearing lost in thought.
A moment later, the blade light dissipated.
A rope, glittering with golden light, shot toward the young man.
Fang Cheng’s sword aura wheeled around and shot back, flying murderously toward the ornate chariot.
The young man clicked his tongue, his face etched with impatience, and casually tossed out another Talisman that blazed with brilliant Thunder Light.
The Talisman shot forth.
BOOM!
The night sky lit up as endless Thunder Light erupted and billowed outward, spreading in all directions. It was like a sea of lightning, its waves surging toward Fang Cheng in a tempestuous storm.
The lightning carried an intense, destructive will, like a divine punishment descending from the heavens—vast, mighty, and annihilating all in its path.
It was yet another Talisman crafted by a Life Soul Master.
Within the Thunder Light, the strand of Fang Cheng’s Divine Sense attached to the Immortal Binding Rope was instantly annihilated. The golden rope lost its spiritual glow and tumbled from the air.
A curse rang out from within the lustrous white sword aura. With a flash, the aura transformed into a long, diamond-shaped shuttle and smashed its way outward.
One of the Seven Transformations of the White Bone—the Bone Celestial Escape Shuttle!
The Celestial Escape Shuttle moved with incredible speed. With a thunderous boom, it pierced through the sea of lightning and fled.
’Although the Third-tier Magical Artifact can protect me, it consumes an enormous amount of Magical Power. Besides, with my current Cultivation, I can’t even unleash its full might. Staying here to fight head-on is pointless; it would just be a waste of power.’
Aboard the ornate chariot.
The young man couldn’t help but show a sliver of surprise as he watched Fang Cheng break through yet another Life Soul-level attack.
"He’s not so simple, after all," he remarked faintly.
Just then, from within the ocean of lightning, a magnificent, majestic beam of sword light suddenly shot out.
This beam of sword light pulsed with dazzling might, slicing through the void. Like a stroke of divine inspiration, it pierced a weak point in the sea of lightning’s energy and appeared before the young man.
The young man, certain of his victory and leisurely plotting his next move, never expected Fang Cheng to counterattack in such a situation.
He hastily pointed, and a great, golden seal materialized out of thin air to block the attack.
CLANG!
The cry of the sword rang out.
The sound was not loud, but it lingered endlessly.
Although the golden seal blocked the sword light, it was sent flying by the impact.
This beam of sword light was precisely the one Cai Li had given him.
At that moment, the sword light seemed sentient. It flashed, and for a heartbeat, time and space seemed to freeze.
Only that single beam of sword light moved, piercing through all defenses. With a transcendent grace, it swept through the void and curved toward the young man’s neck.
The young Cultivator of extraordinary origin raised his hand in stunned shock to block it, but then he suddenly froze in place.
The beam of sword light whipped through the air, cleanly severing his head.
The young man’s eyes were wide open, his face a frozen mask of the terror, regret, and sheer shock he felt at being caught so unprepared in his final moments.
The moment he perished, his two beautiful female attendants turned deathly pale. They clutched their heads, let out a single, wretched scream, and their souls dissipated.
He had apparently placed a cruel soul-pact on them: if the master died, the servants would perish as well.
With their master dead, the two Cyan Birds immediately began pulling the ornate chariot into the distance.
A few moments later.
The Thunder Light dissipated. Fang Cheng and Hua Yutang intercepted the chariot, subdued the Cyan Birds, and forced them to land on the ground near the Outer Realm Cold Iron.
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