Chapter 77: The Radiant Sword Master (Part 2)

  "Later, I'll find a way to break the seal. You must seize that moment and take my young master out of the seal with you, then leave Fengyuan Ancient City. At that time, as long as you crush the jade pendant on my young master's body, someone will come to meet you soon. With the powerful masters from my sect protecting you, even if there is any conspiracy in Fengyuan Ancient City, they absolutely won't dare to take any action against us for fear of provoking the wrath of my sect. You'll be safe!"

  As the slender middle-aged man 'Vagor' said these words, he heard another miserable cry. The expert who was desperately protecting the white-clothed youth by his side completely fell to the ground.

  "Uncle Desa..."

  "Desa!"

  The foolish white-clothed young man and the middle-aged man Vagoler shouted out in unison.

  "Damn it!" Vagor was caught off guard and took another hit.

  At this time, the white-clothed youth suddenly ran out and rushed towards the high and broken Mandala dark boundary, angrily shouting with tears in his eyes, his face red, as if he had gone mad.

  "You're all bad people, you're all bad people, you killed Uncle Daru, you killed Uncle Dessa, you killed Uncle Moina, and so many others, now you want to kill Uncle Vagor too, go die, go die, you all deserve to die..."

  "Hmph, I didn't think that the 'Great Bright Sword Master' Emperor Taixu would be such a heroic figure. He sat on the peak of forgetting life and death, cut through the heavenly barrier in front of Mount Tian Tong with one sword, betrayed the Bright Ming Sect at the age of 40 to become independent, killed his way in and out among the strongest in the world three times, created the Great Bright Peak lineage, known as the number one sword god in the southern land. In 3,000 years, he is the most likely to achieve enlightenment and become an emperor. Yet, he had such a foolish son. To avoid embarrassing him, I'll do him a favor and take care of you instead."

  At this moment, in the dark boundary of Mandala, a cold and ruthless voice sounded, followed by a black fine sword that pierced through the air flow with a 'hiss' sound. In the instant when everyone had not reacted yet, it had already arrived in front of the white-clothed foolish young Emperor Ta.

  Clang! In the midst of a deathly silence, the sharp tip of the sword had already reached his brow, and it seemed that his brains would be splattered everywhere at any moment.

  At this moment, Ye Han's heart was about to jump out of his throat. If this white-clothed fool died, would the previous agreement with that middle-aged man still count? Just as he wanted to take action to see if there was any chance of saving him, a mysterious fluctuation suddenly emanated... Everything around seemed to have come to a standstill, whether it was the sword tip on the White-Clothed Fool's brow or the Black-Clothed Man's frenzied expression when he was about to succeed. Even every blade of grass and every rock seemed to be frozen in place. The entire 'Mandala Dark Boundary' that enveloped the area had transformed into an absolutely still state in this instant.

  This feeling was quite peculiar, as if a person's thinking had been split in two. Ye Han could clearly perceive the changes in the outside world, but the space where his body was located seemed to be another parallel static world.

  Then, a soft sigh echoed in everyone's heart.

  A half-foot-long, sword-shaped outline of pale golden 'Golden Sword Grass' slowly rose from the body of the white-clothed foolish young man, rising to mid-air...

  Endless light shines brightly, and in this light, the faint outline of a man in white clothes can be seen, with his back against something sitting cross-legged, unable to see the contours, but it feels like that back is like a mountain, a sword mountain that pierces through heaven and earth, majestic and towering, high and steep, impossible to see the edges. Beside him is a vast expanse of white, with only light.

  Ye Han looked at him from the bottom, and this back gave Ye Han a strong feeling, strong to infinity, strong to almost unimaginable territory. He had never imagined that someone would be so strong?

  Everything was disintegrating, in the endless brightness, only the back of his figure remained, slowly turning around, and then a scorching strong light burst forth, making it impossible to see the man's face.

  Then, in an instant, the heavens shook and the earth trembled as if it were a great earthquake. A column of light shot up into the sky, and the golden sword grass floating in the air disintegrated inch by inch. The pillar of light grew even more intense, bursting forth with unbridled ferocity, unleashing an endless torrent of sharp energy that rose from the earth, annihilating everything in its path.

  The black-clad killer, who had previously pressed the tip of his sword against the white-robed young Emperor Taita's brow, opened his mouth in this unbelievable expression, but couldn't utter a single word. Endless white light burst forth from his mouth, eyes, ears, and even the slender longsword in his hand, dissolving into nothingness, as if he had left no trace of himself in this world.

  Overbearing, overbearing to the extreme, what is that white light pillar, it's clearly a hundred-foot sword energy that almost pierces through heaven and earth, surging up into the sky, shining brightly like the sun, so unrestrained and unbridled, showing off its most terrifying side...

  "He's gone mad, the master of the Great Bright Sword has gone mad! He actually sealed one of his sword intents into that fool's body. Run, hurry and run!"

  Everything was moving, a voice sounded in the dark boundary of Mandala, and the voice contained unimaginable horror.

  Without any pause, the 'Mandala Dark Boundary' that had previously made Ye Han and others expend a lot of effort suddenly crumbled like tofu, without even encountering a hint of resistance. The sword energy that pierced through nothingness appeared in the world with an air of grandeur, recklessly displaying its most terrifying aspect. Space distorted, and with a loud rumble, the entire Fengyuan Ancient City began to shake violently.

  Ye Han gazed at the distant, foolish white-clad youth, gritted his teeth fiercely, transformed into a streak of light, and knocked him unconscious with one blow. He then mounted the golden Qilin and transformed into a golden light shadow, dashing out.

  Only the aftermath remained, a terrifyingly massive white sword aura that pierced through heaven and earth, countless buildings and gravel that were torn apart and rolled up, growing larger and larger...

  ……

  Today's first update.