Chapter 158: The Venerable One Made a Move! The Venerable One Was Defeated?
Sword God Valley.
Under the dazzling midday sun, Qin Yang raised the Ziwei Divine Sword high, its blade gleaming with a cold light as the heavens and earth abruptly underwent a startling transformation.
A chilling killing intent swept through the air.
It felt as if the majestic might of the heavens was pressing down.
Below in the canyon, the gathered citizens looked up, witnessing the scene above. Ten thousand swords hummed in unison, and the Sword Qi within the canyon surged chaotically!
The Black-Robed Man’s path was now blocked, leaving him with no way to retreat.
The once arrogant man now appeared as nothing more than meat on a chopping block before the Jianghai Sword God, utterly incapable of resistance!
“Don’t… don’t kill me…”
The Black-Robed Man retreated through the air, frantically reaching out to the sides, only to be immediately cut by the blocked Sword Qi.
The vast, boundless sky had become his prison!
“Venerable One, save me!!!”
The Black-Robed Man focused his mind, desperately sending out a secret signal. In his ears, he could already hear the approaching ring of the death-dealing sword.
Clang!
Scattered sword rings merged into one, guiding a vast Sword Intent that pressed down. The air erupted with a sharp screech, forming a vacuum zone.
This final strike was aimed purely at annihilation!
“No…”
The Black-Robed Man broke down.
If he were to withstand this strike…
Wouldn’t his entire body’s secret bones shatter, turning to dust and dissipating?
No amount of resurrections would be enough for this!
As the violet sword light drew nearer,
the Black-Robed Man closed his eyes, resigned to death, while the crowd below watched, awaiting the execution.
However.
At this critical moment.
Suddenly!
An anomaly occurred!
The sky abruptly darkened.
The space in front of him twisted, shattering into countless mirror-like fragments.
An old man wearing a gilded mask shattered the void, stepping out from the broken space. He faced the sword light and reached out with his bare hand.
Buzz—
In an instant.
The roaring, immense commotion fell silent.
Before anyone could react, their ears rang with a buzz, and the sword light, as bright as the sun, flashed white before calming and extinguishing.
Throughout Sword God Valley, the wind abruptly ceased…
Dark and silent.
The sword light, a symbol of death, had been caught by the Masked Old Man with his bare hand, forcibly contained within his grasp, and the Sword Intent was forcefully dissolved!
“How is this possible?!”
Lin Mofeng, noticing the old man below, was instantly struck with fear.
After all,
how immense was the Jianghai Sword God’s strike?
It was meant to slash through heaven and earth!
Yet this Masked Old Man had just appeared and dissolved it with his bare hand?!
What level must his strength have reached?
“Such a terrifying aura…”
Lin Mofeng gazed at Qin Yang, who had unleashed that strike, unable to hide his concern.
Judging by this display, the situation above had reached another stalemate. The Jianghai Sword God might not necessarily be a match for the Masked Old Man.
“Thank you, Venerable One, for saving me!!!”
The Black-Robed Man, looking at the Masked Old Man shielding him, clutched his pounding heart, still trembling with fear.
Having just survived that pressing strike, he had been on the verge of death, walking the edge of oblivion.
Thanks to the Venerable One appearing as promised, using his profound means to forcibly resolve the situation and disperse the sword light with his bare hand.
Now, with the Venerable One standing guard, what did it matter how many more strikes the Jianghai Sword God unleashed?
Thinking this,
the Black-Robed Man coldly glared at Qin Yang, his gaze indifferent, as if examining a floating corpse, waiting for the Venerable One to make his move again.
“Jianghai Sword God, if you surrender now, this venerable one might consider sparing your life!”The Masked Old Man stood with his hands behind his back, his exquisite gilded mask adorned with carvings of various bizarre Star Beasts—seven-limbed creatures, three-legged birds, nine-eyed rats… They seemed to shift and writhe as he spoke.
It looked as though a hundred beasts were locked in a fierce struggle, both eerie and terrifying.
Subtly, it seemed to align with the ultimate principles of the Heavenly Law of slaughter.
“This Venerable One is merciful, acknowledging the difficulty of your cultivation… If you submit, the matter of you killing my disciple will be forgiven!”
As he spoke, the Masked Old Man strode through the void, his voice shifting unpredictably like the roars of a hundred beasts—now low and rumbling, now sharp and piercing.
Each sound seemed to stir strange phenomena between heaven and earth.
In an instant, dark clouds pressed down once more, shrouding the sky above the canyon. Boundless darkness descended, enveloping Sword Valley.
“Law Power?”
Seeing this, Qin Yang frowned slightly, sensing the old man’s aura.
The ability to trigger Law Power…
Clearly indicated they were of the same realm—both at the Half-Step Supreme level.
“It seems a fierce battle is inevitable!”
With this thought…
Qin Yang did not hesitate. He immediately spread his hands and summoned an ancient, mysterious Array Diagram.
The Seven Stars Shifted, resonating with the heavens, piercing through the ink-black clouds in the sky. Dazzling starlight descended, gently enveloping every blade of grass and tree within the canyon.
The crowd bathed in the brilliant radiance, and the dim Sword Valley was illuminated, starlight spreading across the land—a breathtakingly beautiful sight.
The citizens below reached out their fingers, the starlight brushing past their fingertips as if they were receiving a baptism from the stars, momentarily lost in awe.
Law Power… was inherently a struggle between heaven and earth, capable of stirring phenomena with every move.
“Petty tricks.”
Sensing the anomaly in Sword Valley, the Masked Old Man fixed his gaze on Qin Yang, his eyes turning cold and sharp. He prepared to step forward and strike.
“Wait, Venerable One…”
The Black-Robed Man suddenly spoke up, his voice filled with agitation, “After you slay him, could you leave his right arm… This disciple wants the arm he wields his sword with, to fashion it into a bone sword, so he may serve us forever!”
In his view, once the Venerable One made a move, the outcome was certain… The Jianghai Sword God would surely be unable to escape.
However…
Upon hearing this, Qin Yang remained unmoved.
He looked up at the boundless starry sky, suddenly raising his hand and making a few light, sweeping gestures. His Black Robe billowed, reminiscent of an astrologer from a thousand years ago.
In an instant…
A faint, almost imperceptible line appeared in the sky above!
Connecting the seven stars of the Big Dipper…
Yaoguang, Kaiyang, Yuheng…
“Daring to set up an array before me?! You seek death!”
Enraged at the sight, the Masked Old Man roared, the carved beasts on his mask seeming to snarl and howl. In the blink of an eye, he crossed several zhang, shattering the void as he charged forward.
But it was already too late!
The Seven Stars Sky Array was complete!
“You are the one seeking death!”
Qin Yang looked at the old man as if he were the merciless Heavenly Law itself, not a trace of emotion in his eyes. He slowly extended his hand, pointing at the old man and flicking his finger downward.
Boom!
A vast, heavenly might pressed down.
Tens of thousands of beams of starlight transformed into sharp swords, descending to hang inverted above the Masked Old Man’s head. They severed his path through the void and instantly pierced through his body!
Heaven’s Execution!
The night sky served as the canvas, the Big Dipper as the array’s lines.
All under this sky were within the array.
And from the moment the old man appeared in the air, he had already stepped into the Seven Stars Array, becoming a caged bird trapped within.
The next moment—
Bang!The Masked Old Man emerged from the void and reappeared before the crowd… blood gushing from his mouth and nose, his body riddled with holes large and small as if pierced by ten thousand swords.
All the beasts on his mask had perished…
“……”
Qin Yang hovered before him, indifferently surveying everything, almost like the impartial Heavenly Law.
“???”
Seeing this scene, the Black-Robed Man was utterly bewildered.
The Venerable One who had been so domineering just moments ago…
Had he actually been defeated just like that?!
(End of Chapter)