A Blind Swordsman's Sword Coffin

Boom!!

Liu Dong’s attack slammed Ye Feng hundreds of zhang back, tearing open a gruesome gash on his chest. Terrifying sword intent ravaged his flesh, blood spattering everywhere.

But to the crowd’s surprise, a deep cut had also appeared on Liu Dong’s shoulder. Black qi leaked from the wound, causing his flesh to decay and rot visibly.

Liu Dong sliced the whole chunk of flesh from his shoulder without hesitation.

Before Ye Feng even landed, he stabbed his hand into space, ripping a large tear to force himself to a stop.

He charged once more toward Liu Dong. The sword in his hand radiated eerie ghost qi, and immense power surged from him.

Scowling, Ye Feng glanced at Li Guanqi through the corner of his eye. He would never allow Li Guanqi to die in front of him. He had endured incredible suffering over the years just so he could one day stand next to Li Guanqi again.

“Ahhhhh!”

To face Liu Dong, an opponent stronger than himself, Ye Feng increased the strength of his Ghost Arm to the maximum. His entire right arm became engulfed in ghost qi, and his strength surged once more.

“Ghost Slash, Deep Abyss!”

Terrifying strength accumulated and burst forth with the sword light, which let out the wails of countless ghosts as it tore toward his enemies.

He Yuanting appeared before Liu Dong in a flash and slowly raised two fingers.

To the crowd’s astonishment, he caught the charging sword light between his fingers, then squeezed lightly. The sword light shattered, exploding outward. He Yuanting immediately quelled the shockwaves with spatial force.

Mustering all the strength he had, Ye Feng swung his sword at the chains without hesitation.

But He Yuanting would never give him that chance. He raised his hand, and more chains shot out at lightning speed, piercing through Ye Feng’s body and stringing him up.

Pfft pfft pfft pfft!

Ye Feng’s face turned pale. He vomited mouthfuls of blood, despair filling his eyes. He dared face Liu Dong, who was at the mid Illusory Refinement Realm, but He Yuanting was at the Combined Body Realm. If he wanted to kill Ye Feng, it would be as easy as squashing an ant.

Li Guanqi lost his mind at the sight. He had not expected their brotherly reunion to be so tragic.

Ye Feng had known that saving Li Guanqi was a suicide mission, yet he’d attempted without hesitation.

He Yuanting looked at Li Guanqi, who was holding the sword coffin. While He Yuanting maintained an icy expression, his eyes were filled with overwhelming grief and rage. However, he suppressed his anger as best he could, giving the young woman a small nod.

He Yuanting glanced at Li Guanqi and said coldly, “My son does not have much time left. Since you tried to escape, you’ll die now.”

Li Guanqi acted as if he hadn’t heard him. He forcefully activated some of his vital force to pull spirit stones and pills from the sword coffin, sending them into Nine Heavens’ and Peng Luo’s mouths.

Li Guanqi hung his head, disheveled hair covering his face.

“Even if I didn’t do it,” he said hoarsely, “you still want to kill me?”

***

Meanwhile, the pavilion master of the Heavenly Intelligence Pavilion in the Taiqing Territory was going mad. He had only just received the news, and he knew that if Li Guanqi died, the whole Central Prefecture would probably cease to exist.

“Quick! Activate the transporter array! Bring the boundary-breaker ships! Take the Heart of the Ancient Cave! Hurry! And contact Li Changqing now! He has to stop He Yuanting!”

The white-haired old man seemed to turn into an anxious coward all of a sudden. He opened a storage space with a twist of his hand, pulled out an ancient key, then rushed off.

***

The elder next to the young woman, Li Changqing, watched silently with his arms folded in his sleeves. He pitied the golden-haired youth because of the talent he had shown. But he was unwilling to offend He Yuanting, so he merely sighed.

He Yuanting’s eyes narrowed with killing intent. His sword subtly emitted sword light as he prepared to strike again.

Pointing his sword at Li Guanqi, he roared, “Li Guanqi! Since my son is dying, you will die with him!”

The young woman looked up suddenly, shock filling her ice-blue eyes. Her eyes widened as she peered at the youth holding the sword coffin.

Li Guanqi raised his head slightly, revealing his handsome face and pure white eyes.

Tears poured out of her eyes. She had not expected to see him.

Those eyes. It really was him.

Whoosh!

Frost appeared beneath her feet, and before Li Changqing realized what was happening, she had appeared in front of Li Guanqi.

Li Changqing was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

The snowflake hairpin on her head shone with blinding ice-blue light. A barrier appeared in front of her.

He Yuanting’s sword light landed on the ice barrier, shattering it almost instantly. Her hairpin broke.

But the barrier still stopped the sword light, leaving behind powerful shockwaves that scattered all cultivators within a thousand zhang.

Several houses crumbled, sending debris soaring upwards.

Chaotic shards of sword qi made it through the barrier and cut her skin in many places. Despite the wounds, she remained silent, focused on blocking the lingering shockwaves.

Li Guanqi and Ye Feng looked up, puzzled.

The young woman had been surrounded by many people since her arrival, so he had not seen her face, and she seemed quite frigid to outsiders as well. Li Guanqi did not understand why she would block a fatal attack for him.

Li Changqing appeared in front of the young woman in a flash. He held his hand up and swatted the shards of sword qi away.

He Yuanting narrowed his eyes at her and asked in a low voice, “Wanshu, what is the meaning of this? Don’t you know my son is dying because of him?”

She took a deep breath but stood firm, looking up at He Yuanting.

“If he were someone else, I would not have intervened. But if he says that he did not kill him, then he did not kill him!”

The onlookers were puzzled. They started whispering to each other.

“Does the saintess know that guy? If not, why would she protect him like that?”

“Hmph! So many people saw him killing Young Master He! And yet she’s still defending him?!”

“The evidence was right there, but she still believes he didn’t do it? Hahaha, what a joke.”

The Great Profound Sword Sect had a great reputation, so many people were still struggling to accept He Yuning’s death, and some were even feeling indignant.