A Blind Swordsman's Sword Coffin

When Li Guanqi saw the old man, his chest tightened. A faint ripple of energy stirred from Nine Heavens, hidden in the sleeve of his white robe.

The old man narrowed his eyes and tilted his head. His dark, bottomless gaze pinned Li Guanqi as if it could see through every secret he kept.

Li Guanqi narrowed his own eyes. The sword coffin at his back cracked open, and the Red Lotus Sword shot into his hand.

Buzz!

The Red Lotus Sword hummed, as if it had sensed a formidable enemy.

The old man said nothing, but Li Guanqi instinctively knew he belonged to the Mo Family. Based on his aura, he was likely a true Divine Transformation Realm cultivator, far stronger than Wei Xian and the guy from the North Sea Temple.

Li Guanqi’s mouth went dry, but the will to fight surged within him.

“You’re from the Mo Family?”

The old man did not hurry. He moved neither fast nor slow. A flash appeared in his hand, and a bright orange sword materialized. He looked at Li Guanqi with a flash of firelight in his eyes, but his expression stayed blank. With a small nod, he said, “Yes. I’m here to take your head.”

He offered no name.

Boom!

A terrifying aura broke out.

There was no needless talk. The old man’s expression remained impassive, as if killing Li Guanqi were merely a menial task. As his aura climbed, the surrounding spatial storms froze momentarily. Vital force surged through him, and bright red light shot out in every direction.

Boom boom boom!

Waves of heat rolled outward and coalesced into a fiery domain. All the space within a thousand zhang became a sea of flame.

Li Guanqi shivered, but the pressure only sharpened his excitement. He hadn’t expected the old man to be so strong. He murmured, “Peak of the early Divine Transformation Realm!”

However, with his divine consciousness, he could tell that the old man’s aura was as powerful as that of a cultivator in the mid Divine Transformation Realm.

Even Lu Kangnian’s aura after his breakthrough paled in comparison.

Li Guanqi gripped his sword. The Mo Family really does want to kill me at any cost.

He didn’t yet know the truth: the old man was Mo Yanshan, Patriarch Mo Zhiyuan’s elder brother.

Mo Yanshan had never married, and he had raised Mo Zhiyuan’s son, Mo Congyun, from a young age. When he learned that Mo Congyun had been killed, he left home immediately.

He had raced to every reported sighting of Li Guanqi, but the latter always moved too fast. Each time, Mo Yanshan arrived only to find scarred battlefields.

Mo Yanshan’s aura exploded, and the surrounding space became a raging sea of fire. A hidden ray of sword light, concealed within the flames, shot toward Li Guanqi without a sound.

Li Guanqi’s eyes flashed. He fell back quickly.

He held off on using his strongest move. He wanted to gauge Mo Yanshan’s strength first.

Boom!

Li Guanqi retreated amid the sea of flames, his sword clashing loudly against Mo Yanshan’s.

Mo Yanshan’s power was overwhelming. Without a trump card, Li Guanqi could barely defend himself.

Then Mo Yanshan’s brutal vital force crashed into him like an ancient beast.

The terrifying impact sent Li Guanqi flying several hundred zhang backward. His white robes burned to a crisp instantly.

He flew backward, sword qi carving deep gashes across his shoulder. Blood sprayed from his mouth. Old wounds flared under the blistering heat.

Mo Yanshan narrowed his eyes and regarded Li Guanqi with a more serious air. He sensed the youth’s strength. Even after delivering a full-force attack, he had only suppressed Li Guanqi temporarily. And Li Guanqi was clearly holding back.

Mo Yanshan gave him no respite. His eyes flashed coldly, and he charged forward. The flames within his fiery domain surged, and every sweep of his sword carried the domain’s might.

Boom!

The powerful lightning tore a gaping hole through the fiery barrier, and the Sword Prison began spreading through the breach. His sword intent, Domineering Sword, erupted from him.

The might of his Lightning Dragon Flame immediately suppressed the old man’s barrier, and it began devouring the fiery domain’s energy.

When one source of power devoured another of the same element, the victim’s loss was permanent—any energy consumed could never be recovered.

Mo Yanshan’s eyes widened in alarm. Sensing something wrong, he leaped back a hundred zhang and glanced around, visibly unsettled.

There was some lightning power amidst Li Guanqi’s strange fire. The moment it appeared, his whole fiery domain even started to dim. It had suppressed the source energy of his flames.

As someone with a Fire Spirit Root, he was knowledgeable about every type of fire. Incredulous, he said, “The Lightning Dragon Flame?! How is that possible?!”

Boom!

Mo Yanshan’s voice trembled with disbelief and shock. He had never imagined such a priceless type of heavenly fire would appear in the body of someone with a Lightning Spirit Root. Fear flickered across his face.

Li Guanqi felt the crushing weight on him ease. The fiery barrier had been squeezing him, preventing him from using his full strength. The instant the pressure lifted, he snarled and swung the Red Lotus Sword.

Boom!

Vital force thundered through him. Li Guanqi vanished, leaving several afterimages in his wake.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Mo Yanshan.

“Shadow Demon Slash—Dark Night!”

Sensing a chill on his back, Mo Yanshan’s cheek twitched. For the first time, he felt overwhelmed by fear. He watched Li Guanqi charge forward, sword in hand.

Mo Yanshan’s chest tightened. He immediately took out several pills from his pocket and swallowed them.

“Hmph! Your life is mine to take today!”