Chapter 139 One Sword to Enter Spirit Wandering
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"A victory or defeat, is but one cycle of an eternity. But, before heaven and earth, it’s a boundless eternity." Zhao Yuzhen stepped on the peach wood sword under his feet and looked down at the people as though he was judging them.
"If you have ten swords, I will break ten of them. If you have a hundred swords, I will break a hundred of them. If you have a thousand swords, I will still break them all!" Xie Qidao shouted angrily, his muscles bulging instantly! He was already an old man, the only surviving head of house of the Hidden River’s previous generation, but his blood was boiling right now. He frantically swung his fists and smashed the peach wood swords in front of him one after the other, but Zhao Yuzhen's sword auras were like a tidal wave, leaving faint scars on his body.
Su Muyu's eyes were cold. He managed to restore the Eighteen-Blade Array that had been lost for many years in the Hidden River. Using one person’s power to control eighteen swords, he’d reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship. But under Zhao Yuzhen's Boundless Sword Array, he finally understood what the swordsmanship of a true sword immortal looked like. He quickly pulled the blade wires in his hands, blocking each of Zhao Yuzhen’s peach wood swords, but the swords kept coming in an endless and unending wave.
"Patriarch," Su Muyu said solemnly. "If this goes on, we will all die."
The Patriarch stretched out his right hand and stood in front of him, the dark wave in his hand surging. When the peach wood swords approached this dark wave, they instantly broke and fell to the ground. He nodded and said, "Boundless Sword Array is essentially an array made up of Zhao Yuzhen’s sword aura. If we can break the Peach Blossom sword at Zhao Yuzhen's feet, the array will be broken.”
Tang Yin and the other Tang Clan elders were not as good at close combat. Under the pressure of Zhao Yuzhen's Boundless Sword Array, they were already being hard-pressed. Tang Yin hesitated before he said, "Please, Patriarch, find a sliver of a gap for us."
The Patriarch raised his eyebrows. "You have a way?"
Tang Yin nodded. "We will definitely not disappoint the Patriarch."
"Very well." The Patriarch nodded and looked at Zhao Yuzhen. "Then, let me pave a road to hell for this Daoist Sword Immortal. After all, my code name in the Hidden River back then was - the Funeral Master!"
Zhao Yuzhen suddenly stepped down on his Peach Blossom sword and rushed towards the others to attack. He recalled back then, Master Lü Suzhen had told him that boundless eternity was his calamity. This cataclysm, this terrible calamity was his fate. To overcome the calamity, he had to either stay on Qingcheng Mountain to cultivate his Dao until one day, he would step over this calamity and become immortal, or he could forcibly overcome this calamity. Use the sword in his hand!
The Patriarch also jumped up at the same time, the black light in his hand surged, as if there was a dark flame blazing in his hand.
"The most evil palm technique in the world, Yama’s Devil Palm!" Zhao Yuzhen exclaimed.
"I have this room in Yama’s Hall, and I respectfully invite the Daoist Sword Immortal into the hall!" The Patriarch shouted.
The sword and palms impacted.
Zhao Yuzhen felt a chill in his heart. The Peach Blossom sword in his hand was made from the Profound Yang sword, the warmest sword in the world, and his body was imbued with the yang Daoist arts Great Dragon and Elephant Strength. Yet in that instant, he felt a chill unlike any he’d ever felt before!
On the other hand, the Patriarch felt as if his whole person was going to instantly combust, the blood in his veins surged wildly, almost as if it was all going to burst out in an instant.
It was at this time that the Boundless Sword Array finally had an instant of interruption.
Tang Yin finally reached out and took out his last hidden weapon.
This hidden weapon was created by Master Tang Liu, the first craftsman of the Tang Clan a century ago. With his entire life's effort, he constructed a total of nine sets that year. But this hidden weapon was not reusable. Once it was used, it was done and there was no second use. Tang Clan never had a craftsman who could reproduce this hidden weapon either. For a hundred years, Tang Clan had only used it at the most critical times, but to this day, there were only three sets left. One was in the hands of Grandmaster Tang, one with Tang Huang, who was in charge of the Tang Clan Outer School, and the other was hidden in the Tang Clan Armory. This was the one that Tang Yin brought with him.
The Tempest Pear Blossom Needles contained twenty-seven silver needles, Tang Clan’s most sophisticated hidden weapon. Even a person untrained in martial arts could use it to kill a martial expert. What's more, it was a Tang Clan elder, Tang Yin, who shot it!
"This is the Tempest Pear Blossom Needles?" Su Muyu looked at Tang Yin pressing lightly on the box, feeling a chill inside for no reason.
Twenty-seven silver needles shot out in an instant, shining with a silver and dangerous light.
However, Tang Yin did not aim it at Zhao Yuzhen, who was facing off against the Hidden River Patriarch.
It was aimed at Li Hanyi, who was wounded and sat to one side watching the battle.
Li Hanyi was stunned, and the twenty-seven silver needles had already arrived. She frantically raised her qi, but she felt a pricking pain all over her body and couldn't move even half a step.
Zhao Yuzhen whirled around abruptly and shouted, "Little angel!"
"You're too late!" The Patriarch sneered.
"No!" Zhao Yuzhen pushed a sword towards Li Hanyi's position.
At that moment, it seemed as if time and space stagnated. The speed of the Pear Blossom Needles that had been lightning fast seemed to slow down by ten times, twenty times, even thirty times! Everyone could almost see the Pear Blossom Needles slowly rotating in midair. Tang Yin couldn't believe it. He opened his mouth to speak, but found that he couldn't say a word.
This terrifying scene was very similar to the sword wielded by Li Hanyi earlier, but Zhao Yuzhen's sword was more perfect and even more terrifying. Even the Hidden River Patriarch showed an expression of surprise.
Was it really possible? One sword to enter Spirit Wandering?
The red light coming from Zhao Yuzhen’s Peach Blossom sword swept across, and he held his sword in front of Li Hanyi, and with one swing, he deflected the whole block of Pear Blossom Needles back to their origin.
Tang Yin, Tang Lie, Tang Yueluo.
The three Tang Clan elders had lived for more than sixty years, and the very last image they saw in their life was a tiny silver needle streak across their eyes. In the next second, a fountain of blood gushed out of their foreheads.
Are we dead?
That was their last thought, and then the three of them fell backward.
On the other side, the Patriarch gently waved his hand, and the row of fine needles that he’d blocked scattered onto the ground.
"The Tempest Pear Blossom Needles has a total of twenty-seven fine needles," Su Muyu said softly.
"Three were bestowed upon the three Tang Clan elders. Of the remaining, I stopped twenty-three, so there’s one more," the Patriarch said softly.
Xie Qidao suddenly looked ahead and shouted, "Li Hanyi was still struck once!"
"Kill them." The Patriarch just saw the power in that one sword that could enter Spirit Wandering. However, he also believed that for such sword arts, it was impossible to use a second sword move within a short interval.
The three men leaped and rushed forward.
Zhao Yuzhen suddenly switched hands. In his left hand, he held Li Hanyi who had fallen into a coma, and in his right hand, he held his peach wood sword. His eyes were frigid, and he also rushed towards the three Hidden River assassins. One hand holding a person, one hand holding a sword, and he swung that sword move again.
Suddenly, like the coming of a spring breeze at night, thousands and tens of thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed.
The warmest sword in the world - Spring Breeze Comes.
Just one sword.
Xie Qidao’s shoulder split and blood gushed out.
The swords in Su Muyu's hand shattered inch by inch, breaking into dozens of pieces, and scattered on the ground.
The Patriarch used his palm to block the sword, and after one palm strike, he retreated thirty-two steps.
With his final sword move, Zhao Yuzhen injured Xie Qidao, defeated Su Muyu, and retreated the Patriarch!
However, he also spat out a mouthful of blood. But, his steps didn’t slow. He held onto Li Hanyi, flashed past the three people, and leaped forward to escape.
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