Free Web NovelChapter 282: Chapter 269: One Slash, One Kill
The first strike was just a feint.
Using the momentum of that strike, Shen Lang closed the distance to Yan Qi in the blink of an eye. The domineering Immortal Celestial Saber swept out in a world-ending arc!
"This is impossible!"
Yan Qi’s soul nearly fled his body, his heart pounding in terror. He could never have imagined that Shen Lang would appear before him so silently!
The Sword Intent washed over him, binding him so tightly he could barely move. It was already impossible to dodge this peerless strike.
"Sword and Saber... as One!"
Facing this crisis, Yan Qi finally unleashed his secret skill. The long saber and sharp sword in his hands merged, transforming into an exotic weapon that erupted with a blinding light to shield him!
The exotic weapon was neither saber nor sword, its shape utterly bizarre. The moment they fused, a torrent of unparalleled Blood Evil Qi burst forth, forming layers of blood-red mist in front of Yan Qi.
At the same time, an endless mist of blood erupted from Yan Qi’s body, instantly condensing into countless blood-red threads. At the critical moment, they wrapped around him like a silken cocoon!
The vast, piercing Sword Intent and the cold, annihilating light of the saber swept in at that very moment...
The sharp edge of the Immortal Celestial Saber reflected off the blood cocoon, a chilling sight to behold.
The surrounding air crackled like thunder, the sound rolling across the plains and filling the heavens and earth!
In the face of this all-destroying, overwhelming strike, anyone would feel a sense of helpless despair.
CLANG!
Amid the roar of wind and thunder, the faint sound of clashing metal rang out. The exotic weapon Yan Qi had formed by merging his sword and saber shattered on impact!
The Blood Evil Qi was completely swept away by the black aura emanating from the Immortal Celestial Saber!
The tyrannical blade light sliced through the exotic weapon and continued forward, cutting through the ages as it slashed straight through the massive blood cocoon.
Blood Evil Island’s life-saving technique, "Blood Amber," was as fragile as a soap bubble before the Immortal Celestial Saber.
PFFT...
The blood cocoon only managed to block Shen Lang’s strike for half a second. The next moment, as ripples of energy spread out, the cocoon, just like the merged weapon, was sliced in two!
The raging gales, the swirling air currents, the surging, bloody aura... all vanished in the blink of an eye.
’The other one should be coming back now...’
After cleanly dispatching Yan Qi with lightning speed, Shen Lang thoughtfully slid his finger along the blade of the Immortal Celestial Saber.
Then, he raised his head and looked coldly in the direction Shui Tianji had fled.
In that direction, a silhouette in the distant sky grew larger and larger. Shui Tianji, who had just escaped, was actually returning!
Forcing her back were three Xuanwu Realm powerhouses from the Imperial Dragon Sect, stationed in Celestial Phoenix City.
Their leader was none other than Luo Xingchen, the one appointed by the Imperial Dragon Sect’s Elder Ancestor, Shangguan Feiyue, to oversee matters in Celestial Phoenix City.
When Shen Lang had unleashed his first strike and black energy had soared into the sky, Luo Xingchen and his two companions had immediately set out. Following the disturbance, they had intercepted the fleeing Shui Tianji perfectly.
All three from the Imperial Dragon Sect possessed Ninth Heaven Peak Cultivation in the Xuanwu Realm. Any one of them was far stronger than Shui Tianji. How could she dare to resist? She had no choice but to obediently return.
"You’re... too slow!"
Shen Lang’s tone was extremely hostile. Besides complaint, it was laced with a hint of impatient killing intent.
"There were still people from Blood Evil Island hiding near Celestial Phoenix City, and you knew nothing about it?"
The goodwill Shangguan Feiyue had recently earned from him had now mostly dissipated because Hong Yu had been injured by someone from the Imperial Dragon Sect.
It was true both sides had been injured, and it had happened before...
But if the Imperial Dragon Sect hadn’t acted, how could Hong Yu have been poisoned by Blood Evil Island afterward?
If the Imperial Dragon Sect hadn’t injured Hong Yu first, how could three mere Xuanwu Realm Martial Artists from Blood Evil Island possibly have posed a threat to her?
If not for the Buddha Light released by the Star Moon Bodhi Prayer Beads inside him suppressing the killing intent in his heart, Shen Lang would have been tempted to slaughter these three from the Imperial Dragon Sect on the spot!
Luo Xingchen and his companions, who had just arrived, were all stunned. They truly didn’t understand what was going on.
They were now, of course, aware of the past incident between Shen Lang and Yuwen Huaji, and they knew Shen Lang held a grudge against the Imperial Dragon Sect.
However, complaining that they were late was one thing, but this undisguised killing intent in his eyes... what was that about?
’That look in his eyes... why do I feel like he wants to kill us too?’ Luo Xingchen’s heart pounded with fear.
Although he didn’t really believe Shen Lang could kill them, this was not someone they could afford to offend.
Besides, when he went berserk, he was unstoppable. If he ever lost control and used that "Demon Blade Technique" against them, even three Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven powerhouses might not be able to escape!
What’s more, he was on brotherly terms with their Elder Ancestor. They absolutely couldn’t let him become any more dissatisfied with the Imperial Dragon Sect...
The three of them now hated Shui Tianji to the bone, wanting to tear her limb from limb.
’If this bitch from Blood Evil Island hadn’t shown up, the relationship between the Imperial Dragon Sect and Shen Lang would definitely have kept improving.’
’Now that she’s stirred things up, it’s likely to cause a lot more trouble.’
’The key thing is, who would have thought the people from Blood Evil Island would be so bold, so crazy! After their Elder Ancestor, Black Impermanence, was injured and forced to flee, they still dared to linger not far from Celestial Phoenix City! Weren’t they afraid of being annihilated by the other Elder Ancestors?’
Luo Xingchen hurriedly said, "Please forgive us, young man. We did send people to scout the five-hundred-li radius around Celestial Phoenix City. We truly never expected the people from Blood Evil Island to be so audacious as to still..."
"Junior, looks like you still need the Imperial Dragon Sect to back you up! If it weren’t for these three old coots, you wouldn’t be able to kill me!" Shui Tianji interrupted Luo Xingchen with a sharp cry. "Do you dare fight me one-on-one?! If you can beat me, I’ll submit to you!"
"You dare use such a low-level provocation technique on me..."
Shen Lang spoke indifferently, flicking his left wrist to reveal a mirror. He aimed it at Shui Tianji and shone it on her!
A ray of seven-colored divine light shot out from the small mirror, instantly freezing Shui Tianji in mid-air!
How could Shui Tianji have expected Shen Lang to be so direct?
And to have such an exotic treasure! Before she could react, she was hit, completely immobilized.
’What kind of magical treasure is this? How can it be so powerful? This kid has that long saber, and now another incredible magical treasure... what is his background?’
Terrified, Shui Tianji struggled desperately, only to find that the seven-colored light contained faint threads, invisible to the naked eye, that bound her tightly. In the blink of an eye, she couldn’t even circulate the Spiritual Power in her body!
"These threads can invade my meridians and lock my Spiritual Power! A Spirit Lock... the mirror... the seven-colored light... It’s the Feather Flower Purple Copper Mirror! Impossible! How can you have the Feather Flower Purple Copper Mirror?! Who are you?!"
Finally recognizing the legendary, heaven-defying magical treasure from her mind, Shui Tianji’s face went deathly pale, and she screamed.
Luo Xingchen and his companions had been on guard against Shui Tianji, wondering why Shen Lang was so angry and trying to think of a way to appease him...
When they heard Shui Tianji’s words, their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
The "Feather Flower Purple Copper Mirror"—that was the Lifebound Magical Treasure of the Flower Sect’s Elder Ancestor, Nangong Yan!
How could it possibly be in Shen Lang’s hands?
Before they could recover from their shock, Shen Lang flickered, becoming a black shadow. He gripped the Immortal Celestial Saber with both hands and brought it down in a vertical slash toward Shui Tianji!
"No... don’t kill me! I have secrets to tell you! I know many of Blood Evil Island’s secrets!"
Shui Tianji was scared out of her wits, her screams echoing through the sky.
The previous two hadn’t been able to block this strike; she definitely couldn’t either.
The fat one was one thing; you could say he didn’t have time to react.
But Yan Qi had used both his strongest magical treasure and "Blood Amber," yet he was still sliced in two...
And now she couldn’t even circulate her Spiritual Power, let alone use the "Blood Amber" secret technique. She could barely move a finger.
"I’m not interested in Blood Evil Island’s secrets. I already know more than enough secrets... Anyone who dares to harm my family must die!" Shen Lang’s cold voice rang out in the air as the Immortal Celestial Saber, carrying unparalleled Sword Intent and frigid black energy, swept through Shui Tianji as if she wasn’t there.
A shrill scream echoed through the forest. Shui Tianji’s bisected body instantly withered into a dry corpse, all its blood energy gone.
Even in death, she couldn’t understand just what kind of person this young man was.
How could he be so ruthless, so brutally efficient?
To not even be interested in the secrets she offered?
Was it all for that woman in red they had poisoned?
On the other side, Luo Xingchen had just reached out his right hand, intending to ask Shen Lang to show mercy and leave a survivor to interrogate about Blood Evil Island.
But before he could even speak, the woman from Blood Evil Island had already been slain by Shen Lang’s saber... fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Watching the black mist on the long saber evaporate the woman’s blood and wither her flesh, Luo Xingchen and his companions were once again greatly astonished!
All three simultaneously fixed their gaze on the long saber in Shen Lang’s hands.
On the blade, they saw a small Palm Seal and several shocking cracks, all emanating a terrifying pressure...
"The... the Immortal Celestial Saber!"
The three of them felt as if their tongues had swollen, rendering them speechless.
No wonder that soaring black energy had looked so familiar—it was coming from the Immortal Celestial Saber!
’The Flower Sect’s Elder Ancestor Nangong Yan’s Lifebound Magical Treasure, the "Feather Flower Purple Copper Mirror," is in his hands. The Li Hen Sect’s Elder Ancestor Shark’s Kiss’s "Immortal Celestial Saber" is also in his hands. Then it’s obvious... the Imperial Dragon Sect’s Elder Ancestor Shangguan Feiyue’s "Limb Order" is probably...’
’What on earth did they talk about when they met that day? I know the Elder Ancestors favor him, but... how could they favor him this much...?’ The three of them felt their heads spinning, their minds muddled and unable to comprehend the situation.
’Even if Shen Lang has ties to the Celestial Purity Sect, even if he’s a disciple, it’s not enough to just give away a Treasure of the Sect, is it? And all three Elder Ancestors did it...’
While they were standing there, stunned speechless, Shen Lang sheathed his saber. With a wave of his hand, three fireballs incinerated the corpses of the three on the ground, leaving no trace.
Then, with a grasping motion in the air, he pulled their shattered weapons and Sumeru Rings toward him.
Only then did he say grimly, "A while ago, a King Martial Realm powerhouse from the Imperial Dragon Sect injured a woman in red. Do you know anything about this?"
’His eyes are filled with killing intent... so this is what it’s about! We’re screwed. Don’t tell me that woman in red is connected to him?’
The hearts of Luo Xingchen and his companions sank, a bitter taste filling their mouths.
