Chapter 1251: Chapter 1249: The Young Sword God (Part 1)
Wangyou Island is located in the shallow waters of the South Sea, it’s just difficult to find without guidance.
Having learned the location from the Undying Ancestor, and influenced by the ripples of combat, Shi Xiaole quickly arrived here.
"Kirin!"
"Shi Xiaole!"
"Shi Xiaole, your timing is perfect. The remnants of outsiders are stubbornly resisting, and there are also a few traitors from your East Victory mainland, I leave them all to you to handle."
One of the six legends of the South Sea, Black White Master, commanded.
"I order you all to stop."
But what surprised everyone was that not only did Shi Xiaole ignore Black White Master, he even ordered the five Fake Sky Origin Realm masters who were attacking the Array System to stop as well.
Has this guy lost his mind?
"Mr. Shi, do you realize what you’re doing?"
Another Fake Sky Origin Realm master from the Hundred Battles Tower, Spirit Ink Emperor, bellowed in anger.
Black White Master had a smile on his face, but it was clear to all that the smile didn’t reach his eyes. As one of the six legends, being ignored was one thing, but to be commanded by someone else, it didn’t sit well with anyone.
"Mr. Shi, are you planning to side with those traitors and aid the remnants of outsiders?"
The leader of the Demon Exorcism Sect chided while in fierce combat, his gaze flickering ever so slightly.
Before Shi Xiaole could speak, someone burst into laughter first, it was Xuanyuan Lang.
He spoke loudly, "Perhaps you are all not aware, but a few years back, disciples of my Xuanyuan Clan unexpectedly discovered in the Overlapping Land that Shi Xiaole was colluding with the Meng and Shi clans, and even risked offending Nine Heavens Palace. I suspect that he is one of the remnants of outsiders!"
In recent years, several top powers of the South Sea have often sent people to the East Sea Triangular Sea Area to enter the Overlapping Land to gather intelligence, and this matter has spread among the upper circles.
Thus, as soon as these words came out, there was a moment of silence all around.
Xuanyuan Lang was incomparably smug in his heart.
He had known this piece of news for a long time but had not publicized it. The reason was simple—what if Shi Xiaole got wind of it and hid in advance?
He had to find an opportunity when heroes gathered and then reveal the news, catching Shi Xiaole off guard so that the latter would have no chance to escape.
And now was undoubtedly the most appropriate time.
Mr. Shi, you escaped death on the East Victory mainland before, but this time, let’s see how you will die!
"Young Hero Shi, is this true?"
The East Victory experts closed in their battle lines. Seeing this, the four Outer Heaven experts also didn’t continue their entanglement; they were already at a disadvantage, and any chance for respite was welcome.
"I did indeed help the Meng and Shi clans."
Upon hearing Great Battles Emperor’s question, Shi Xiaole replied.
All present were stunned.
Including Xuanyuan Lang and a few others, almost none could believe it and never expected Shi Xiaole to admit it so readily.
The sound of rushing wind arose as the last group of East Victory experts, including the Undying Ancestor, also arrived one after another. Upon hearing Shi Xiaole’s words, they too were shocked and instinctively halted their approach.
"So you admit that you are an Outer Heaven Demon?"
Xuanyuan Lang said with a cold expression.
"I aided the Meng and Shi clans, but I am not an outsider."
Shi Xiaole said.
Thinking he had grasped Shi Xiaole’s weakness, Xuanyuan Lang laughed heartily, "Who knows? If you are not an outsider, then why would you help these remnants? Mr. Shi, you’d better explain your origin and purpose, otherwise, today you will have nowhere to bury your corpse!"
Shi Xiaole said, "I am atoning, atoning for certain people from East Victory. Is that reason sufficient?"
Great Battles Emperor spoke indifferently, "Whatever your reasons are, the actions you have taken threaten the safety and interests of East Victory and must be severely punished."
"As for your identity, we will investigate it later. I believe by capturing these outsiders, we could also find evidence from their memories. However, before that, if Young Hero Shi doesn’t wish for trouble, it would be best to seal your cultivation and stand aside."
"What if I refuse?" Shi Xiaole said.
Complex looks fell upon Shi Xiaole as people couldn’t help but admire his courage; he dared to defy one of the top three titans of the East Victory world.
But this action was extremely foolish. Aside from giving himself some satisfaction, it was useless and would only bring him an overwhelming disaster.
After the three-way great battle, countless people were wary of Shi Xiaole, fearing he would break the rules and were looking for ways to eliminate him day and night. At this time, one should keep a low profile and avoid sticking one’s neck out—that’s the Righteous Path.
But this Shi Xiaole—he has had it too easy in the past, leading him to believe no one dares to kill him. For an issue as serious as being associated with Outer Heaven Demons, even a titan wouldn’t dare to touch it without courting certain death.
They were fretting over not having an opportunity to get rid of him, but he unexpectedly made himself an easy target. Not to mention, with the absence of the three elders of Fengchen today, there was no one to back up Shi Xiaole.
"Young Hero Shi, you must take responsibility for your words and actions. Seeing you today, it seems you have decided to stand with the remnants of outsiders," said Great Battles Emperor, his eyes profound and his restrained aura terrifying.
"Not on the side of outsiders, but on the side of the justice I believe in. East Victory owes them justice," Shi Xiaole said.
Standing beside him were Che Renzhong, Zhang Xiangfeng, Xuanyuan Di, and others. Mu Qianji stepped out decisively, the four Protectors’ eyebrows twitching wildly, but after only a moment’s hesitation, they clenched their teeth and followed resolutely.
The Galan Sword Emperor and the Dustless Sword Emperor exchanged glances and joined as well. Uncle Wang and Yan Zhenning, of course, didn’t need to be mentioned.
Several resonant Buddhist chants later, a few high monks stepped forward from the crowd and walked toward Shi Xiaole’s camp. They were the high monks from Daxia Dynasty’s Wheel Law Temple.
"Abbot Senior Brother!"
Uncle Wang’s body trembled slightly.
"Shenzong Junior Brother, back then, you committed too many killings, and I had no choice but to expel you from the temple. Today, you and I must fight side by side once again."
The old monk’s face was covered with wrinkles, and he clasped his hands together— he was Shen Yi, the current abbot of the Wheel Law Temple.
By his side, two monks, one with a kindly face and the other stern, were none other than Shen Yuan and Shen Wu.
When Shi Xiaole once slaughtered all sides in the Daxia Imperial Palace, these two monks had also tried to apprehend him under the pretext of his excessive killing, intending to bring him back to the temple for instruction.
Never did they expect that at such a critical juncture, concerning honor and life-and-death, they would stand together.
"My dear grandson, your grandfather is here to help you!"
A thunderous roar broke out as a stalwart and imposing old man stepped out from the crowd— he was Ling Yujie’s father, the current family head of the Ling Family, Ling Wenlong.
The original Ling Wenlong, who was gaunt and on the verge of death, was actually in a transitional period of cultivating a unique technique. It was precisely because Shi Xiaole saw through this that he did not intervene to save him, for fear of disrupting Ling Wenlong’s rhythm.
Nowadays, Ling Wenlong’s power had advanced even further, and he had taken back the position of family head over a year ago. By his side were Ling Hu, Inheriting Heaven Sword Emperor, and other Ling Family experts.
In a brief moment, the opposing camp had expanded from a mere dozen to several dozen people. Everyone was astonished at Shi Xiaole’s influence and rallying power, but it also made some with ulterior motives more murderous.
"Everyone, we should sit down and talk."
Shi Xiaole said.
"Talk? Based on what right do you have to talk? You’re nothing but a ragtag mob."
Xuanyuan Lang’s eyes were sinister as he suddenly laughed maniacally, "We can talk if you wish, but first, take a slash from me, die!"
Before his words had even fallen, Xuanyuan Lang’s power had already risen to its peak, and he struck at Shi Xiaole with the speed of lightning. His blade’s brilliance was even more dazzling and blinding than the sun, leaving an incredibly long gash in the sky.
Xuanyuan Lang had no wish to give Shi Xiaole any chance at all; it was a quick slash to settle the chaos.
Under this slash, the dozens of experts standing by Shi Xiaole felt as if their souls were being split in two, chilled from head to toe. Only a few, like Che Renzhong, could barely muster their energy to resist, but it was utterly impossible to counter.
"Despicable!"
The Fake Sky Origin Realm master wielding a halberd roared in anger. He knew very well how formidable Xuanyuan Lang was, and although he wanted to lend a hand, he was powerless to do so.
"Xiaole!"
"Brother Shi!"
On Wangyou Island, many from the Meng and Shi clans roared inwardly, but before the sounds could leave their throats, they suddenly saw a streak of aurora light, surpassing heaven and earth, gone in a flash.
Hisss!
The aurora was even swifter than the blade’s brilliance. Upon contact, it sparked a mentally piercing glow, like a meteor hitting Earth.
Below, the sea was punctured with a hole thousands of feet wide, extending tens of thousands of feet to the seabed. The sea’s surface did not rise because the water that had disappeared was completely evaporated by the force of the energy.
Pfft pfft pfft...
Countless Sword Qi and blade energies shattered, scattering like stray bullets and pocking the sea surface tens of thousands of miles around with holes, taking hundreds of breaths to smooth over.
Only then did people realize that at the end of the aurora stood a young man in green, as elegant as jade.
His hair was black as ink, except for the white at his temples. Clenching his long sword, his fluttering hair revealed an extraordinarily handsome face— like a god of swords descended to the mortal realm, invincible and commanding respect from all sides.
"What?!"
"No, it can’t be!"
"Heavens above!"
A moment of deathly silence was followed by a tsunami of screams, so loud they nearly drowned out the aftermath of the battle.
The people present, comprising nearly ninety percent of East Victory’s top-tier experts, were the true elite. They should have maintained their composure, and nothing should have been able to make them lose it like this.
But the scene was too shocking, too astonishing; even the most fantastical tales could not compare.
What they saw was Shi Xiaole blocking Xuanyuan Lang’s full-strength attack.
The latter was a giant in his own right; even several years after a devastating blow that greatly impaired his combat power, he was still beyond comparison to a Heaven King.
The six legends, renowned throughout the world, were invincible beings who dominated their eras. Having cultivated for tens of thousands of years, they had already reached the pinnacle of mastery.
Yet such a legendary figure was being caught up by Shi Xiaole— we must not forget that Shi Xiaole was still under sixty-five this year. Just thinking about this made everyone’s souls tremble.
Especially for the experts who had participated in the three-way battle, they were unspeakably shocked; in less than two years, they were witnessing Shi Xiaole’s terrifying growth once again.
If a person bore a halo of light, then the light emanating from Shi Xiaole must be so brilliant that it could be seen standing in the cosmic starry sky.
"Ahh..."
The most shocked of all was not someone else but Xuanyuan Lang himself. His eyes nearly popped out, utterly unable to accept this absurd reality.
"This is all fake, all of it is fake! I will crush this nightmare with my own hands, one slash to slay gods and demons!"
Rushing out like a meteor, Xuanyuan Lang raised his long blade high; it seemed he had put all his strength into this strike. As the blade dragged through the void, it made a violent sound like cloth being torn apart.
"Sky-shocking Sword!"
Wanting to test his own mettle, Shi Xiaole did not use any trump cards; with a swing of his sword, the speed of the blade was so fast that to onlookers, it appeared as if the sword’s radiance was released, and all the trajectories of the sword paths merged into one.
