Chapter 349 - 331: Half a Blade Tip Slays 7 People

The moment Fu Qingyun’s voice fell, the seven red-robed men simultaneously raised their Cold Iron Halberds. A river of blood seemed to descend from the heavens, forming a massive, blood-red vortex above Zhaang Ye’s head. The terrifying vortex instantly blotted out the sun, and the entire sky turned a deep, crimson red!

As the blood-red vortex appeared, a power brimming with desolation and slaughter suddenly surged forth. In that instant, the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi formed an invisible, intangible shackle that locked onto Zhaang Ye.

RUMBLE—

The blood-red vortex instantly locked onto Zhaang Ye, then began to spin madly as it pressed down on him. As it descended, crimson light erupted through the air, making it seem as if the world was ending. The sheer force of it was enough to shake the heavens and earth.

Fu Qingyun stared at the blood-red vortex, his eyes gleaming. A bloodthirsty look appeared in his eyes as he growled, "Crush him! Crush him to death!"

Watching the sky-blotting, blood-red vortex crash down, Zhaang Ye remained in a state of absolute calm, a state of sudden enlightenment. His face was tranquil, his gaze clear and cold. It seemed that even if the heavens themselves were to collapse, it wouldn’t stir the slightest hint of fear in him.

RUMBLE!

The blood-red vortex pressed down swiftly, its terrifying power and bloody aura bearing down as if they were tangible. Yet Zhaang Ye was like an unshakable dam in a storm, a great mountain that had weathered the ages. He stood proudly in the air, a profound and ancient Realm faintly emanating from his body.

BOOM!

When the blood-red vortex was just ten feet from his head, Zhaang Ye finally moved. A Blade Tip suddenly appeared in his palm—a fragment no bigger than his hand.

’A Blade Tip? Where did he get that?’ Fu Qingyun, who had been watching Zhaang Ye intently, was slightly puzzled when he saw the Blade Tip suddenly appear.

After his initial puzzlement, a sneer appeared on Fu Qingyun’s face. He scoffed internally, ’It seems this Zhaang Ye has reached the end of his rope. To think he can handle the third strike of the Blood River with just that Blade Tip... He must be dreaming!’

The sneer had barely faded from Fu Qingyun’s face when the Blade Tip in Zhaang Ye’s hand erupted with a world-shaking Sword Intent. This Sword Intent was tyrannical and vast. The moment it appeared, it began to madly slice through the air. Before this terrifying Sword Intent, the blood-red vortex above Zhaang Ye’s head—despite its immense power—seemed like a child’s plaything!

"This... This is a Blade Tip left behind by an Ancient Strong Person!" The sneer on Fu Qingyun’s face instantly vanished, replaced by sheer horror. The color drained from his face, leaving it deathly pale.

He was a man of considerable knowledge and experience, so he naturally understood the implications of an artifact left behind by an Ancient Strong Person. Nearly every one of these relics contained the Spiritual Brand of its creator. If an ordinary person were struck by such a weapon fragment, they would be instantly obliterated by the Realm contained within.

"Impossible... Impossible! A normal person would die instantly just from touching a Blade Tip containing Ancient Sword Intent! How can Zhaang Ye hold it without any issue?" Fu Qingyun’s face was a mask of terror. A terrible premonition began to creep into his heart.

"Break!"

Zhaang Ye roared, and the Blade Tip in his hand unleashed a dazzling golden light. Wielding a terrifying power, it slashed diagonally toward the blood-red vortex above.

BOOM!

The Blade Tip struck the blood-red vortex, like a blazing sun plummeting into its depths. In less than the ten-thousandth of a blink of an eye, a devastating power erupted. Infinite power instantly tore through space, throwing the area within a thousand-zhang radius into chaos. The terrifying force swept the clouds from the sky for ten thousand zhang in every direction.

Under Zhaang Ye’s incredibly tyrannical slash, the blood-red vortex in the sky suddenly resolved back into seven Cold Iron Halberds. In an instant, the Blade Tip swept past all seven of them. In that single moment, all seven of the immensely powerful Cold Iron Halberds were sliced into fourteen pieces, the cuts as smooth as a mirror!

"HAHAHAHAHA!" Zhaang Ye couldn’t help but laugh aloud after his single strike dispersed the blood-red vortex and shattered the Cold Iron Halberds of the seven red-robed men. The recent series of life-and-death trials had tempered him, leaving his spirit feeling as if it had been cleansed. His mind became incomparably clear, and his comprehension of the Ancient Sword Intent had suddenly deepened by a whole new level.

It was precisely because of this deepened comprehension of the Ancient Sword Intent that Zhaang Ye was able to unleash the immense power of the Mysterious Blade Tip. With the help of this mysterious fragment, he had shattered the seven red-robed men’s Blood River Three Transformations in a single move!

"Kill!"

Following his laugh, Zhaang Ye abruptly swung the Blade Tip, and an incredibly tyrannical streak of Sword Qi shot out. A red-robed man fifty feet away had no time to react before the Sword Qi tore through his body. In an instant, he was sliced in two, dying on the spot!

These red-robed men had been forged in the crucible of life and death. When their companion was slain, they didn’t retreat. Instead, they all rushed toward Zhaang Ye, launching another attack.

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE—

Although the Cold Iron Halberds in the hands of the six red-robed men were already broken, when empowered by their True Qi, the six shattered weapons still erupted with immense might. They were like six Black Dragons lunging at Zhaang Ye, their momentum terrifying.

If Zhaang Ye didn’t have the Mysterious Blade Tip, he would have no choice but to fight these six men head-on with his bare hands. But now, having grasped a tenth of the Ancient Sword Intent, he could wield the power of the Mysterious Blade Tip and no longer had any reason to fear them.

SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH!

Without even looking, Zhaang Ye swung the Blade Tip in his hand again and again.

Six streaks of Sword Qi, each imbued with Ancient Sword Intent, flew out with a wave of Zhaang Ye’s hand. This Sword Qi, infused with Ancient Sword Intent, was a hundred times more powerful than ordinary Sword Qi. Before this power, these red-robed men, all with Late-stage Martial Arts Ninth Layer Cultivation, had no chance to even resist before being cut down.

"Ah!"

Fu Qingyun couldn’t help but let out a terrified scream as he watched the Seven Blood Generals being sliced in two.

Fu Qingyun was already heavily injured. When the shockwave from the clash between the blood-red vortex and Zhaang Ye’s Blade Tip erupted, he was struck hard. His body was sent flying like a stone, traveling over ten thousand feet before he came to a stop. He had just managed to steady himself when he saw Zhaang Ye display his divine might, forcefully shattering the blood-red vortex and breaking the seven Cold Iron Halberds.

When Zhaang Ye broke the seven Cold Iron Halberds, Fu Qingyun had thought of charging forward to kill Zhaang Ye alongside the Seven Blood Generals. But what happened next scared him out of his wits: the Seven Blood Generals, all Late-stage Martial Arts Ninth Layer experts skilled in a Combined Attack Technique, were all sliced in two by Zhaang Ye in the blink of an eye!

The Seven Blood Generals of the Moon Country True Hall were geniuses selected by the Great Hall Master of the Moon True Hall, Fu Yuguang, from among hundreds of millions of children. Each of these seven men possessed a Late-stage Martial Arts Ninth Layer Cultivation. Each was a terrifying figure who had fought a thousand battles and killed countless people. Even Fu Qingyun would have been as good as dead if he had to face them.

But these seven terrifying killing machines were all slaughtered by Zhaang Ye in the blink of an eye!

’What a terrifying Blade Tip! That Zhaang Ye can actually draw out the power left inside by an Ancient Strong Person... How is that possible? How?! Oh no, I have to get out of here!’

Terrified, the thought of escape instantly filled Fu Qingyun’s mind. He violently spat out a mouthful of blood, and his gaunt body shot away like a great bird, covering several hundred zhang in an instant. He flew toward the horizon, accompanied by a deafening roar!

Zhaang Ye had been beaten to the point of spitting up blood repeatedly during this battle; there was no way he would let his opponent go so easily. He sneered and said, "Fu Qingyun, you’re already heavily injured. You’re not getting away!"

As he spoke, a Tornado suddenly formed around Zhaang Ye’s body. The Tornado carried him forward at an appalling speed in pursuit of Fu Qingyun.

After the series of battles, Zhaang Ye was already heavily injured. Inside him, the Power of Death was frantically consuming his life force, while his Dragon Elephant Power was just as frantically consuming the Power of Death. His internal energies were a chaotic mess.

As serious as Zhaang Ye’s injuries were, Fu Qingyun’s were even worse. Zhaang Ye had brutally torn out one of his ribs, and he had also taken a heavy blow from the short staff; the Meridians inside his body were completely shattered. If he hadn’t cultivated a sliver of Innate True Qi, he would have already died from his wounds.

RUMBLE RUMBLE!

Zhaang Ye’s Tornado Body Technique was incredibly fast. In an instant, he had closed the distance by several hundred zhang, bringing himself to within five hundred zhang of Fu Qingyun.

PFFT PFFT PFFT!

Seeing Zhaang Ye’s terrifying speed, Fu Qingyun’s heart sank. A crazed look appeared in his eyes. He quickly made a desperate decision, and a faint layer of light suddenly appeared on the surface of his body.

Innate True Qi!

The Innate True Qi in Fu Qingyun’s body was originally being used to suppress his injuries. But Zhaang Ye’s speed was simply too fast. Left with no other choice, Fu Qingyun could no longer afford to worry about his wounds. He frantically circulated his Innate True Qi, pushing his flight speed ever higher.

When Innate True Qi circulates, it can draw in the surrounding Heaven and Earth Essence Qi. Just as a fish can swim freely in water, a Martial Artist becomes far more powerful with the aid of Heaven and Earth Essence Qi. Once Fu Qingyun unleashed this sliver of Innate True Qi, his speed instantly doubled, and he slowly began to pull away.

Seeing the distance between them slowly increasing, Fu Qingyun finally breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced back at Zhaang Ye and said grimly, "Zhaang Ye, once I’ve recovered, I’ll be back to settle this score with you."

Zhaang Ye’s voice drifted over calmly. "Come back? You won’t get the chance. You’re going to die here today." As he spoke, Zhaang Ye’s speed increased as well, and he shot toward Fu Qingyun like a Meteor Chasing the Moon! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote with Recommendation Tickets and monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)