Chapter 613: Chapter 613 The Treasure Isabella Arrives
I gripped the bronze sword tight and strode quickly toward the gate entrance.
Standing before the doorway, I felt my nerves getting the better of me.
Whether this door would break open depended entirely on the bronze sword I held.
"Hum!"
As I channeled my spiritual power into it, the bronze sword blazed with brilliant light. The entire blade seemed to come alive, shaking without stopping!
I let out a roar and swung the bronze sword straight at the door.
"Clang!"
The massive sound rang in my ears! The brutal kickback sent me stumbling backward several steps!
The bronze sword’s tremendous force carved a shocking gash into the door!
"Finally, some progress!" My eyes lit up as hope sparked in my chest!
I raised the bronze sword and struck the door again.
The gate groaned, gaining another deep cut.
But apart from this fresh mark, the door showed no signs of giving way.
I refused to quit and gripped the bronze sword, hammering it over a dozen more times.
Every blow could damage the door’s surface but couldn’t shatter it completely.
My face started turning grim.
"Could it be... Even with this weapon, I still can’t break through," I muttered with a frown.
I backed away, getting ready to unleash the Nine Slashes sword technique!
This was a genuine Divine Rank Technique. I’d mastered it ages ago, but rarely put it to use.
"With my current power, I can manage three strikes at best," I told myself.
Legend says each slash of the Nine Slashes multiplies its destructive force!
And the ninth strike supposedly holds world-shaking power!
I drew in a deep breath as my spiritual power began churning wildly inside.
"Nine Slashes, first strike!"
I bellowed and launched myself into the air!
Wielding the blood-red bronze sword, I brought it down in a devastating arc!
A massive sword beam filled my vision, like something from the edge of the world, crashing down on the gate!
"Boom!"
The thunderous explosion echoed as the ground around the gate caved in!
Yet the gate remained sealed!
"This can’t be happening..." I ground my teeth together.
I immediately launched into the third slash of Nine Slashes, but the gate still wouldn’t budge.
"Damn it!" I couldn’t stop the curse from escaping.
I attempted the fourth slash, but it was no use.
Even though every drop of spiritual energy in my body was spent, I couldn’t pull off the fourth strike!
My strength gave out completely, and I collapsed to the ground.
"Are they really going to keep me locked up here forever!" Despair washed over me and I couldn’t stop myself from shouting.
I had so many things left undone. I couldn’t rescue Mabel Sean, and the idea of being imprisoned here was torture!
"Let me out, let me out!" I cried out as I fell apart!
My voice bounced around the Immortal Slaying Sect endlessly, making me feel even more alone.
"Hum"
Right when I was ready to surrender, a pitch-black opening materialized from nowhere.
Then, a man with a mustache leaped through.
"Holy crap, you’re still breathing!?" Spotting me, the mustache man looked genuinely shocked.
I was completely stunned, then quickly scrambled up and threw my arms around the mustache man!
I squeezed him tight, my happiness beyond description.
Right now, I wanted nothing more than to kiss this mustache man!
"Whoa there, buddy, I don’t swing that way," the mustache man said with disgust.
I brushed off the mustache man’s wisecracks and said with pure excitement: "I’m saved, I’m saved!"
The mustache man rolled his eyes and said, "I figured you were dead, turns out you’re still kicking."
I held back my excitement, stared at the mustache man, and asked eagerly, "How did you get in here?"
The mustache man said smugly, "An artifact from the Immortal Slaying Sect got discovered. Obviously, I should be the one cleaning it out!"
Then the mustache man narrowed his eyes and added, "This is the Immortal Slaying Sect, the top sect back in the day. There’s got to be priceless treasures!"
"How did you manage to get inside?" I asked, still confused.
The mustache man smirked and answered, "Through the array platform, naturally. Someone who works with ancient ruins all the time has to know certain array tricks."
I teased, "Since you’ve got this skill, why didn’t you rescue me earlier? Even retrieving my corpse would’ve been something."
The mustache man shot me a look and said, "You think setting up a spatial array is a joke? It took me over a month to get it working!"
"Over a month... So I’ve been trapped here for over a month." I frowned.
The mustache man clapped my shoulder and said, "Everyone outside probably thinks you’re dead by now, and it won’t be long before they forget you completely."
Hearing this, I said urgently, "Let’s get out of here!"
"Go where?" The mustache man shot back.
I said, "Out of this place, obviously!"
"Like hell. It was a pain getting in here, why would I just leave?" The mustache man complained.
"I came here to hunt for treasure, not to rescue you."
I gave a bitter smile, "I’ve looked everywhere, there’s nothing here, I’m afraid you’ll come up empty."
"No, no, no. In your eyes, there’s nothing here. But in my eyes, everything’s a treasure," The mustache man said with a grin.
I suddenly understood.
Of course, the mustache man was a pro, what I couldn’t locate didn’t mean he couldn’t either.
"What’s this thing?" The mustache man spotted the bronze sword in my hand.
I didn’t hold anything back and explained everything that had happened.
After listening, the mustache man said with a pained expression: "What a waste! All those materials and you only made this tiny thing?"
"If you’d given those materials to me, I could’ve recreated it perfectly. Such a shame, such a shame!" The mustache man clutched his chest like he was in agony.
I shook the bronze sword in my hand and said, "I didn’t have a choice, I needed to find a way to save myself."
"Plus... This bronze sword isn’t half bad."
Looking at the bronze sword, the mustached man said: "Not half bad, it’s a decent weapon. Just... compared to a mighty realm weapon, it’s way off the mark."
Then the mustache man waved his hand, "Whatever, whatever. Maybe there’s still a complete mighty realm weapon stashed somewhere here. If I could snag a mighty realm weapon, wouldn’t I rule the world?"
"Then screw the Capital City Martial Arts Association, screw the Capital City aristocratic families!" The mustache man said with excitement.
