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Chapter 284: Battle at Baiheqiu Extreme Sea

Over three hundred corpses lay scattered on the ground, their bodies covered in horrifying wounds that reached deep into their bones. The fresh blood had already dried up, leaving their faces a lifeless gray, yet their eyes remained wide open.

This was the scene that Xin Zhuo and Weichi Shuowanlie came across after walking for an hour. The sight was both shocking and heart-wrenching.

"These are the people among the one thousand who broke through the Tianmen Gate but didn't understand the Dao of the Blade. They were killed by the Dao of the Blade," Weichi Shuowanlie said.

Weichi Shuowanlie squatted down and closed the eyes of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl with a bitter smile. He said, "They were a group of people full of hope for the future, climbing step by step, just as the prince said. But things in this world are never that easy."

"It's not just the Dao of the Blade," Xin Zhuo said.

Xin Zhuo crouched in front of the body of a woman in her thirties who still retained her charm. Besides the blade marks, there was also a strange claw mark on her body, which didn't seem to come from the attacks of a practitioner.

Weichi Shuowanlie walked over in surprise and his pupils slightly contracted. "Is there a monster here?"

"A monster..." Xin Zhuo stood up and walked towards the opposite side. In front of a cliff that was different from the others, he saw a line of ancient seal characters carved on the flat cliff face. He could barely recognize them:

"Tianmen Mountain, the nineteenth realm, Yin Void, Yan Kaishan killed the sixth stage Earth Immortal Qing Shanfu to avenge his wife's humiliation! One day, he will exterminate the Qing Shan Sect and remember it as a testament to his determination! Seventeenth year of Jingyun in Dayan!"

Although it was only a few lines, it fully expressed the love, hatred, and grudges between ancient practitioners, as well as the cruelty of the world of ancient cultivators filled with fantasy.

"Jingyun, seventeenth year, Dayan?" Weichi Shuowanlie, who didn't know when he had walked to the side, exclaimed, "Jingyun was the second reign title of Emperor Xianzong of Dayan. It's been... over nine hundred and fifty years! So this mountain stream was split open by this Yan Kaishan cultivator."

Could it not have been split open by Qing Shanfu?

Sixth stage Earth Immortals? Nineteenth realm Yin Void? When will this Martial Dao cultivation have an end?

Xin Zhuo stared at the characters for a while and felt that they were meaningless. After a thousand years, there might be similar effects to the "Xiao Ming was here" or "Li Gang loves Zhang Lan" left behind in the scenic areas of his previous life.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if he was being stared at by something terrifying. He immediately turned his head and saw a head poking out from behind the rock wall. It looked like a pineapple cap with a tuft of red hair on top and blood-red eyes with sharp teeth.

It looked like a five or six-year-old child, but this strange appearance clearly wasn't that of a child.

"These hundreds of people were undoubtedly killed by this monster. Let's go!" Weichi Shuowanlie also saw it and said in a low voice, then he was about to rush away.

However, the child was even faster, as if teleporting, and appeared in front of the two of them. They couldn't dodge or avoid it at all.

Both of them couldn't help but feel their scalps go numb, but they saw the "child" sniffing Xin Zhuo and pouncing towards Weichi Shuowanlie with a "roar."

Xin Zhuo was a bit dumbfounded.

Weichi Shuowanlie frowned slightly, waved his hand, and a shadow of mountains and forests appeared. He had already moved ten zhang away, stepping on the shadows of the trees and arriving in mid-air. He pointed his finger, saying, "Go, sword!"

"Buzz—"

Dozens of tree shadows instantly turned into lifelike swords, heading straight for the "child."

The child seemed completely fearless, even faster, and in the blink of an eye, it maneuvered through the forest of swords and arrived in front of Weichi Shuowanlie. Its small fists struck towards Weichi Shuowanlie's heart, bringing forth dozens of zhang of blade shadows.

This strange way of fighting was beyond Weichi Shuowanlie's comprehension. He didn't even have time to think about Xin Zhuo and exclaimed in shock, bringing along the dense forest of tree shadows as he quickly moved to a distance.

The child screamed and chased after them.

Soon, the "child" and Weichi Shuowanlie disappeared behind the layers of cliffs in the distance.

Xin Zhuo looked at the terrifying traces left by the two in their battle, scratched the corner of his mouth, and wondered why that "child" didn't attack him.

Not knowing where to go or whether to go and take a look, he suddenly felt a sense of alertness. He flashed tens of zhang away and turned around to see dozens of sword marks appearing where he had just stood, densely intertwined and deeply embedded in the stone surface. If he had been even a little slower, he would have met a deadly end.

Standing not far away was a young man, tall and sturdy, with a somewhat handsome face, but there was a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.

This is obviously not a monster! Such a skilled person from Baiheqiu?

Little Venerable realm! From his aura, it is very refined. He must have been in this realm for a long time.

"He is quite clever, no wonder he can be the king of Xiqin County!"

The young man smiled faintly and raised two fingers. "Remember my name after you die, Ji Hai, the third generation disciple of Baiheqiu!"

With a gentle movement of his fingers, fifty to sixty sword shadows, carrying an extremely sharp and powerful martial dao momentum, seemed to wander between heaven and earth, ignoring all obstacles, and came roaring.

Xin Zhuo also had a hint of trying and risking his life. He flicked his finger, and his true treasure buzzed and rotated, flashing out, turning a radius of twenty zhang into a blood-red color.

The terror of his true treasure is not something an ordinary Grand Great Master can withstand.

However, Ji Hai's eyes were full of mockery. "A Grand Great Master cannot match a Venerable! Your true treasure is laughable!"

"Buzz—"

Before Xin Zhuo's true treasure could fully display its power, he was surrounded by dozens of illusory mountains transformed by a strange and indescribable earth dao momentum. Many towering trees quickly grew in the mountains, and the branches of the trees twisted and rotated, shimmering with golden light, entangling chaotically.

This is the martial dao world momentum of the Venerable realm!

The sword shadows belong to Ji Hai's martial arts, while the earth, wood, and metal momentum are the world momentum formed after condensing his Five Elements True Qi into Sumeru roots!

This person can at least reverse three types of Five Elements: gold, wood, and earth!

A straightforward realm suppression!

Moreover, once you are entangled by him, it is difficult to see where he is, but you are endlessly entangled by his world momentum!

Just like when I first met Zhao Ling from the Lingjian Sect and was entangled by him.

This has nothing to do with your talent or methods!

You can't fight head-on. Even if you manage to injure the other party, your own life will be over.

Xin Zhuo looked around and quickly analyzed where to escape and find a hidden place to try to share the spirit and improve his realm.

But he heard the sound of swords ringing from above. Looking up, he saw dozens of sword shadows piercing straight down from above.

A Venerable realm is actually so terrifying?

In the past, I have encountered many Venerables, but I have never really fought or seen them take action.

Seeing the sword shadows about to kill him, he immediately manipulated the blood knife of his true treasure, cutting through the branches, trees, and mountain shadows around him, creating a "gap," and quickly escaped.

However, just as he escaped from the range of the world momentum, he was once again blocked by the three types of world momentum: gold, wood, and earth, and the sword shadows appeared behind him.

He couldn't run away or dodge.

A trace of anger rose in Xin Zhuo's heart. He manipulated the blood knife of his true treasure, dyeing a thirty zhang radius red. The knife shadows split into three, then into hundreds, slashing chaotically.

The three types of world momentum instantly became chaotic, and even the group of sword shadows became somewhat disordered.

Then, he rushed out, changing direction nine times like a ghost, without stopping, and changed direction nine times again...

Until after a stick of incense, he didn't know where he ended up. Three small streams intersected around him, surrounded by lush mountain grass and colorful flowers, a beautiful scenery.

And the Baiheqiu expert named Ji Hai didn't know where he was thrown.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a burst of laughter from the opposite side. A beautiful and charming girl with snow-white feet was washing them in the water, splashing water without any fear of the remaining knife intent in the water.

She tilted her head and looked at him. "You can't run anymore, kid! We've been looking for you for a long time."

Happy New Year! There will be two more chapters later.

Thanks to the reader "Kan Nimen Xiu" for the continuous support, my bro, get rich next year.

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