A Blind Swordsman's Sword Coffin

Li Guanqi exhaled slowly, feeling the weight of facing three late Divine Transformation Realm cultivators at once.

Then his eyes blazed with an arrogant battle spirit. He gripped the Red Lotus Sword in his right hand, the lotuses on its hilt blooming to life.

He took a step forward.

Boom!

His aura erupted, blasting all three of them hundreds of zhang back.

The probing sword lights they’d fired shattered instantly. The three exchanged grim glances.

Everyone fighting in the sky froze. Someone gulped. “Is that really a mid Divine Transformation Realm cultivator’s aura?”

“That’s terrifying... I can barely breathe.”

“Such overwhelming pressure. Who is he? Why haven’t we heard of such a powerful figure before?” another onlooker said.

Looking at Li Guanqi, the old man snorted. “You’re only in the mid Divine Transformation Realm. Looks like you’ve got a death wish.”

The muscular man laughed. “Impressive. But do you really think you can take the Heavenly Lightning Orb?”

The thin man’s skin flushed red as he activated some secret technique, energy surging through his body. “Enough talk. After we kill him, a battle between the three of us is inevitable anyway. Isn’t that right, Zhi Ren?”

The old man smiled and crossed his arms, saying nothing. The vital force in his body churned faster.

Some of the onlookers thought Li Guanqi had a death wish. The three of them were famous across the Soaring Heavens Continent.

“Heh. A strong aura? So what? That’s Daoist Zhi Ren, the Blood Shadow Sword, and Venomous Scorpion Pang Yongsiu. How could he fight all three by himself?”

Boom!

The trio looked at Li Guanqi solemnly. He was not to be underestimated.

Li Guanqi shrugged, a teasing smirk on his face. “If you’re not coming to me, I’ll come to you.”

Boom!

Space distorted. Li Guanqi vanished completely, his presence impossible to detect.

Terror crept into their hearts.

“Careful!”

They hadn’t expected such speed. Li Guanqi was so fast that they couldn’t track him.

Only the old man managed to react. “His divine consciousness is suppressing ours!”

Whoosh!

The thin man—the Blood Shadow Sword—felt goosebumps crawl across his skin. A chill shot up his spine.

Hot breath on his neck.

Boom!

A cloud of bloody mist erupted from his body as his aura surged. Lightning crackled as he swung his sword behind him.

Pfft!

A sword flashed, and an arm spun away. The man instantly retreated by more than a hundred zhang.

His face went pale. Clutching his bleeding shoulder, his eyes held unprecedented gravity.

“He swung so quickly!”

None of them had even seen Li Guanqi move.

“Is this the level of the Soaring Heavens Continent’s Divine Transformation Realm cultivators?” Li Guanqi said mockingly.

His words infuriated everyone, yet nobody could refute what they’d just witnessed.

“Boring,” Li Guanqi muttered.

Powerful sword intent erupted from him, piercing straight into the heavens and tearing through space. His killing intent was so dense it felt almost solid.

The trio’s eyes went wide, unable to suppress their rising fear.

A cold murmur cut through the air. “Red Lotus, Crouching Demon.”

Boom!

A brilliant purple flash of lightning split the dark sky.

Boom!

The whirlpool above was dragged into his attack by the shifting air pressure, releasing boundless lightning into the sword light.

The shockwave blasted everyone else back over a thousand zhang.

The trio threw everything into defense—spirit spells, talismans, treasures, every technique they had. Energies of all kinds manifested at once.

Seeing their defenses solidify, Li Guanqi pushed harder. Maximum strength.

Boom!

A hundred-zhang-long bolt of lightning tore across the sky. A long black gash ripped through space as his sword intent shot forward.

Boom! Boom boom boom!

The trio poured everything they had into weathering the onslaught. Magical items exploded one after another.

The surrounding Divine Transformation Realm cultivators watched in awe, their will to fight long gone. With such power on display, taking advantage of the situation was out of the question.

When they saw Li Guanqi gaining the upper hand over three people, they gulped.

One mid Divine Transformation Realm sword cultivator was overwhelming three late Divine Transformation Realm cultivators.

No one in the outside world would believe it.

The explosions continued. As the sword light finally faded, another ray shot across the sky.

“Heavenly Destruction Technique!”

The world trembled. The sword light pierced through the trio’s defenses like a blade through rotten wood.

“No!”

“Crimson Demon!”

“Damn it! I can’t die now!”

Their screams of agony drowned beneath the explosions.

Boom boom boom!

The crowd only woke from their shock after Li Guanqi shouldered his sword box and headed up the mountain.

His sword light still hung on the horizon.

Three famously powerful Divine Transformation Realm cultivators had died in just two moves.

Two moves...

Their pupils trembled as they stared at Li Guanqi’s tall figure, fear taking root in their hearts.

They’d hoped to use their numerical advantage to capitalize on the situation. Now, they didn’t dare to even think about it.

Li Guanqi was a true sword cultivator, powerful beyond measure.

Gulp.

Li Guanqi frowned at the violent mass of lightning ahead and strode toward it.

Crackle!

Countless bolts struck his body. He grabbed them and stuffed them into his mouth. His blood roared. The lightning left only bruises, not even breaking skin.

One step. Two steps.

As he ventured deeper, the lightning grew more violent. Blood splattered as his flesh tore under the onslaught.

He pressed forward.

When he reached the eye of the storm, the lightning around him vanished. Only a purple, fist-sized orb remained before him. Tiny electrical arcs snaked across its surface, bright purple light pulsing within.

Li Guanqi smiled. He reached out, grabbed the orb, and swallowed it whole.