Chapter 1888 - 1884: Another Sun in the Sky (Second Update)
Chapter 1888: Chapter 1884: Another Sun in the Sky (Second Update)
"Is... is old Xue showing off his true strength?" Huyue murmured in a daze.
At the same time, Xue An raised his sword to the sky, all the illusions above his head instantly converged with the Mo Wang’an sword he held, releasing a dazzling brilliance.
Where the light reached, everything came to a halt.
A trace of fear finally appeared on the Nine-Headed Serpent’s face, "This... "
He didn’t finish his sentence because Xue An would not give him another chance to speak.
Xue An grasped the sword with both hands and let out a light shout, "Kill!"
And then he slashed down.
What a sword it was!
At first glance, it seemed to have no imposing momentum, like a child at play, but midway through, everything in heaven and earth came to a standstill.
Afterward, a sword beam, as splendid as a long rainbow penetrating the sun, exploded forth.
At this moment!
Another sun appeared in the sky.
The Nine-Headed Serpent screamed, "Self-destruct Sword Intent? Xue An, have you lost your mind?"
Saying so, he frantically retreated.
He knew full well that if he didn’t flee, this sword would surely deal him a severe blow.
But in the Multiverse, nothing is faster than the Sword Cultivator’s sword.
Not even a powerhouse like the Nine-Headed Serpent could achieve that.
Therefore, before he could take a few steps, the sword beam was upon him.
Puff, puff, puff!
With muffled sounds, massive wounds were carved into the Nine-Headed Serpent’s body.
And this time, blood finally gushed from those wounds.
The Nine-Headed Serpent howled in pain repeatedly, yet his speed did not decrease in the slightest; instead, he frantically accelerated his escape.
But at this moment, Xue An’s calm voice echoed from behind him, "Nine-Headed Serpent, do you know my identity?"
The Nine-Headed Serpent’s whole body trembled, but his speed didn’t decrease, and he roared without looking back, "Who are you, Xue?"
Xue An coldly chuckled and then softly said, "I am of the Hua Clan!"
These simple four words seemed to have magical power, causing the Nine-Headed Serpent to stop instantly, turning his head in shock to look at Xue An.
"Hua Clan? You are actually of the Hua Clan?"
"That’s right!" Xue An’s face displayed a cold smile, "Hearing that name, are you surprised?"
The Nine-Headed Serpent finally understood everything, but he immediately screamed furiously, "Xue, you intended to avenge the Hua Clan for the past grievances? But I tell you, it is absolutely impossible!"
"Impossible? Ha ha, in my eyes, nothing is impossible! You, and those behind you, all must die!"
Having said that, a look of determination appeared in Xue An’s eyes, and the sword in his hand once again burst into dazzling light, then pierced through space in an instant, reaching the Nine-Headed Serpent’s chest.
This time, the Nine-Headed Serpent did not flee; instead, he looked at Xue An with a strange expression.
His gaze contained astonishment and indifference, but more than anything else, it was mocking.
He didn’t even resist, allowing Xue An to thrust the sword into his chest.
Puff!
As blood spattered, the long sword pierced through his chest and emerged from the back.
The Nine-Headed Serpent’s face showed no trace of pain; instead, he looked coldly at Xue An and moved his lips, speaking with a voice full of sarcasm, "You really have no idea how laughable your thoughts are now!"
"Because you don’t realize how terrifying the people you are dealing with are!"
Saying so, the Nine-Headed Serpent raised his hand, grasped the sword lodged in his chest, and fiercely exerted force.
Crack!
Mo Wang’an shattered in response, and then the sword beam exploded forth.
The immense explosion instantly swept across the entire sky.
Everyone was blinded by the unparalleled sharp sword beams, unable to look directly.
Those with lesser strength couldn’t even lift their heads.
They naturally couldn’t hear the conversation that just happened between Xue An and the Nine-Headed Serpent, but even so, people still strained to look toward the sky, trying to see the final outcome of this battle.
Finally.
The explosion gradually subsided, and the sky returned to tranquility.
Afterwards, a youth dressed in white appeared before the crowd.
As for the Nine-Headed Serpent, he had disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this scene, the crowds from the Qingqiu Fox Country couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief.
Hu Ying and others were even more overwhelmed with joy to the point of tears.
"Brother Xue!" Hu Ying excitedly waved her arms and cheered.
But while they rejoiced, the people from the Tiandao Sect all turned pale.
"Demon Ancestor!"
Amidst the exclamations, the previously orderly battle formation began to stir, showing signs of collapse.
Not only that, but many stewards and disciples started quietly retreating into the distance.
After all, not only was the Sect Master dead now, even the Demon Ancestor’s life or death was uncertain; in such a situation, fleeing was clearly the best option.
Huyue saw an opportunity and prepared to rush forward to beat the drowning dog.
But at this moment, An Yan suddenly said, "Huyue, don’t move yet!"
"What’s wrong, sister-in-law?" Huyue was taken aback, asking with some confusion.
An Yan looked at Xue An hovering in mid-air, speaking solemnly, "Something’s not right!"
"What’s not right?"
"Xue An is not right, because if it were normal, he should have come down by now!"
Hearing An Yan say this, only then did the crowd starting feeling puzzled.
"Maybe Brother Xue is adjusting his breath in the air?" Hu Ying forced a smile.
"Not likely!" An Yan shook her head, her expression grave, "He seems to be waiting for something!"
Indeed.
Xue An in mid-air had a solemn face, showing no joy at eradicating a great enemy, instead, his fiery gaze was fixed on a certain place in the void, as if waiting for something.
Realizing this abnormality, everyone gradually calmed down, and their previous excitement vanished.
"What is Brother Xue waiting for?" Hu Ying said softly.
Just as the words fell, a wail rose suddenly from the Tiandao Sect’s camp.
A disciple suddenly fell to the ground, his essence drained, becoming a dried corpse.
This terrifying scene threw the Tiandao Sect into chaos.
People began fleeing frantically.
But at this moment, all of the Tiandao Sect, whether disciples or stewards, had points of light beginning to float away from above their heads.
Each speck of light that drifted away weakened their essence and blood a little.
This frightening spectacle terrified everyone in the Tiandao Sect.
"No! What’s happening? I don’t want to die ah ah ah!" a major steward screamed, yet before he’d finished, he fell to the ground, becoming a skeleton, completely devoid of life.
In an instant, the people of the Tiandao Sect were falling like stalks of rice being harvested.
Plus, every fallen person turned into a dried corpse.
This hell-like scene shocked everyone to the core.
At the same time.
The entire sky was covered by the flooding light, which began to coalesce.
A human-shaped outline started to emerge.
Finally.
When the last point of light fully merged, this vague human shape began to rapidly materialize.
In the blink of an eye, a youth appeared before the crowd.
A youth... clad in white garments purer than snow, with delicate features!
When he opened his eyes, everyone was astounded.
Huyue even exclaimed in surprise, "Damn! How is there another old Xue?"
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