Chapter 2704 - 2703: Qingfeng Sword Saint

The three of them, Ling Feng, were startled. Could the ancient sword not be the Dragon Slaying Sword, not meant to seal the Evil Dragon, but instead to seal the skeleton within the stone bridge?

Ling Feng stood protectively in front of Ling Yao, shouting, "What kind of demon are you? Show your true form at once! Why are you pretending to be a ghost here?"

Ling Feng shouted as if he were a hero in a tale, at that moment he felt like the gallant hero in a legendary saga, protecting the delicate maiden behind him.

Although Ling Yao was not delicate at all, it was not Ling Feng’s first time performing such heroics, having long memorized the routine and lines by heart.

The skeleton had already crawled out from the rubble, a skeleton warrior walking to the riverbank, its steps steady, yet strangely it only had one arm.

Upon hearing Ling Feng call it a demon, the skeleton immediately roared, "Where did you come from, little brat? Do you know who I am? Calling me a demon here and there?"

Ling Feng and Ling Yao exchanged a glance, then Ling Feng asked uncertainly, "Then who are you? Have you seen a talking skeleton? Isn’t a talking skeleton a demon? If not, then what is? Perhaps it’s me?"

Ling Feng continued bantering with the skeleton, only Song Ruozhao frowned at the one-armed skeleton before them.

"Young kid, though not very old, you sure are sharp-tongued!" the skeleton said disdainfully.

"Ah, you’ve found the right person then! I may not be skilled in other things, but my silver tongue is quite something," Ling Feng replied cheekily.

"Who are you? Why have you taken down the ancient sword set by me?" The skeleton suddenly became furious, looking at the ancient sword stuck in the soil.

"We’re just passing by, got curious about the ancient sword. Heard it was the Dragon Slaying Sword used to seal the Evil Dragon, naturally wanted to take it down to see if the dragon would appear. Seems no dragon, but did get a grumpy old skeleton indeed."

Ling Feng squinted his eyes, extending his Divine Sense, discovering Spiritual Energy flowing within the skeleton. Yet, the bones seemed to have died a long time ago.

With a wave of its right single arm, the ancient sword, heavy as ten thousand pounds, suddenly flew into the skeleton’s hand.

Ling Feng and Ling Yao were slightly stunned, while Song Ruozhao still frowned.

"Since you know about the Evil Dragon’s presence, why undo the ancient sword seal set by me? Indeed, what a childish nature, not knowing you’ve committed an egregious crime!"

"The ancient sword is yours? The seal yours as well?" Ling Feng asked in surprise, "And the Evil Dragon? Why hasn’t it appeared?"

"Brat, enough talking, you’re doomed!" The old skeleton pointed its sword at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng, however, said indifferently, "There’re just us four here, who’s doomed? If the surroundings were human villages, I surely wouldn’t dare to risk so many innocent lives,"

"But here, you know too well, not a single person in sight. If the dragon appears, let it be. We’ll just deal with them," Ling Feng suddenly playfully pointed at Song Ruozhao, saying,

"Do you know who he is? Three thousand years ago, a genius of the nine provinces, now the foremost sword master of the nine provinces, able to wrestle with the Human Emperor and Demon King. Who might you be, old skeleton?"

"Hmph!" The old skeleton snorted, the ancient sword in its hand suddenly vibrated, causing the surrounding void to tremble slightly.

Ling Feng’s expression changed.

The skeleton once again vibrated the sword vigorously, as if the moss, rust, and dust on the ancient sword instantly vanished, emitting radiant light.

The green sword blade and silver hilt revealed before everyone’s eyes.

At that moment, Song Ruozhao finally recalled something, stepping forward and uncertainly asked, "May I inquire, is senior the Qingfeng Swordmaster—Ye Yun?"

The old skeleton laughed heartily, "Unexpectedly, after so many eras, someone still remembers me? Indeed, I am Ye Yun, who might you be?"

Song Ruozhao excitedly replied, "Junior Song Ruozhao, also a swordsman. Long ago, I saw you at the Northern Expedition Convention, inspiring me to walk the path of the sword. You were my mentor!"

Ling Feng whispered to Song Ruozhao, "Song Hero, who is he? Quite formidable, huh?"

Song Ruozhao whispered back, "He is a senior swordsman of the nine provinces, back then wielding the Qingfeng Sword, undefeated everywhere. Even the Human Emperor respected him, a true genius of the Human Race! But why he disappeared later is unknown,"

"Back then, I was a child, admiring Ye Yun’s invincible demeanor, deciding to learn the sword! Moreover, Ye Yun compiled his sword techniques into simple moves, named ’Elementary Sword Techniques,’"

"Almost all swordsmen learned from this book, me included. For this reason alone, the swordsmen must call him teacher..."

Ling Feng understood, no wonder the Sword Qi was so dense.

"Song Ruozhao..." Ye Yun pondered for a while, suddenly said, "Oh, I recall, you are that Song Ruozhao who once ventured alone into the Devil Clan’s territory, slaying many evil demons,"

"I remember you, your Forty-Nine Dragon Chants left a deep impression on me, truly talented, the rise of youth. At your age, I was much weaker."

Song Ruozhao gleamed with ’deeply honored’ smile, "Junior wouldn’t dare, I have much room for growth, always regarding you as my example."

"Why are you in this Nine Nether, associating with such chaotic friends..." Ye Yun glanced at Ling Feng.

Song Ruozhao sighed, "It’s a long story..."

Then Song Ruozhao told Ye Yun about his family’s tragedy, his imprisonment, eventually meeting Ling Feng, tracking the Time Artifact’s nefarious maker, leading to Zhou Ming dragging him into the Nine Nether.

Ye Yun patiently listened to Song Ruozhao’s tale, sighed deeply, "Alas, didn’t expect so much happened back then, those Dao Sect elders are truly stubborn, I always knew,"

"But didn’t think the Human Emperor is also such a sanctimonious hypocrite; I previously taught his children some sword techniques, expecting their royal family to lead the Human Race to prosperity and glory,"

"But now, condoning the existence of the Time Artifact evil ways, colluding to destroy others’ families, the Human Emperor is truly regressing terribly!"

Ye Yun then looked at the indifferent Ling Feng, praised, "Unexpectedly, so young yet able to traverse between worlds, quite impressive."

Ling Feng waved his hand ’humbly,’ "Oh, just average, not very impressive." but indeed Ling Feng was grinning widely.

Song Ruozhao then puzzledly inquired, "Why are you in this Nine Nether, senior?"

"It’s another long story..." Ye Yun just started to speak when the ground suddenly shook.

The creek’s color suddenly turned dense black, boiling like hot water.

"Not good, quickly retreat!" Ye Yun shouted.

Song Ruozhao immediately backed away, Ling Feng carrying Ling Yao stood on Little Fei, distancing from the creek.

A massive dragon claw emerged from the creek, smashing the ground.

The claw covered in deep green scales, emitting exceedingly powerful aura, with crimson patterns running across.

A dragon roar echoed through the heavens, followed by a beast’s voice from the creek’s depths:

"Ye Yun! You’ve aged! Can’t contain me any longer! Back then you chased me from the Upper Realm to the Lower Realm Nine Nether, losing an arm to finally injure me,"

"Eventually relying on your Qingfeng Sword and mortal body to barely suppress me beneath the Weili River, now I’m out, what can you do? With your current decrepit form, can you still defeat me?"

"Ha ha," Ye Yun chuckled, "Back then, considering you a creature of the heavens, difficult cultivation, wanted you to reflect on your mistakes within the Weili River, tried persuading you to repent,"

"But unexpectedly, after so many years, no remorse, instead your malice grew stronger, very well, unable to let you escape and wreak havoc,"

"I must slay you here today!"

Ling Feng looked at the Evil Dragon’s claw; its body already too enormous to fully manifest its true form, only barely revealing a claw from the river!

"Ha ha!" the Evil Dragon laughed arrogantly, "You’re merely a weak human, relying on Nine Nether’s power to barely retain consciousness from your past life, otherwise you’re just a skeleton now,"

"Back then you barely defeated me, now how much power do you retain? My long lifespan can outlast you! You absurdly intend to slay me here!"

"Utterly laughable!"