A Blind Swordsman's Sword Coffin

Ye Feng discovered in horror that an irresistible, terrifying force had locked the two of them in the void. With nearly no hesitation, Ye Feng unleashed the full power of his Ghost Hand.

“Abyssal Ghost!”

Boom!

Black smoke engulfed Ye Feng’s face, twisting his features and making him look like an evil ghost. Heavenly fire spread through the void, erupting with its unique, scorching might. The flames twisted and warped the surrounding space, loosening the confinement slightly.

But even as the space gave way, Ye Feng understood all too clearly that this alone would never be enough to escape. He could sense the black-robed figure’s disdain through the seal.

Ye Feng’s entire right arm turned pitch black, twisted ghost qi swelling madly, yet it still could not break through the spatial confinement around him. Beside him, Meng Wanshu’s eyes flickered faintly, terrifying frost power freezing a hundred zhang of the surrounding void solid.

Yet even with their powers combined, they could not shake the spatial prison in the slightest. They both realized the opponent was not a Combined Body Realm cultivator who had just broken through, but an old freak who had lived for untold years.

The power sealing the space came from the black-robed figure at the Combined Body Realm. The instant Ye Feng forced the space to loosen, a sharp light flashed in Meng Wanshu’s eyes.

Buzz!

An overwhelming pressure erupted from Meng Wanshu, and the surrounding ice-attribute vital force surged wildly. Ye Feng’s heart tightened. He recognized what she was going to do, but faced with a life-or-death crisis, he chose not to intervene.

Rip!

The spatial confinement at Meng Wanshu’s side tore open, ripped into a long gash by an external force. A woman who looked nearly identical to Meng Wanshu stepped out.

Ye Feng’s pupils dilated sharply. So this is Wanshu’s illusory body? What terrifying pressure.

The moment the illusory body appeared, the descending finger overhead sped up.

The black-robed man snorted coldly. Clearly, Meng Wanshu’s illusory body was no threat.

She’s already this powerful at the Illusory Refinement Realm. If she uses this chance to break through to the Combined Body Realm...

The black-robed man doubted her ability to survive the risks of advancing, but as the daughter of the Divine Treasure Territory’s lord, she surely had life-saving methods at her disposal. If she succeeded, he would face peril.

In the span of a breath, the giant finger was already right in front of them. The overwhelming pressure nearly made it impossible for Ye Feng to breathe. Even the flames of Yin Hellfire were forcibly extinguished, and his ghostly powers were also suppressed by a large margin.

Just as Meng Wanzhou clenched her teeth, bracing herself to break through—

A man’s furious shout rang out, “Do not harm my daughter!”

The black-robed figure froze. Ye Feng could tell the shock was genuine.

Meng Wanshu trembled slightly and turned toward the distant void. Suddenly, a condensed, overwhelming sword light flashed across the sky. It traversed tens of thousands of zhang through the void and appeared directly between the two sides.

It moved so fast that even Ye Feng only caught a streak of light.

Boom!

The spatial prison shattered, and a terrifying explosion erupted.

An immense force crashed into Ye Feng. The shockwave slammed into his chest like a frenzied primordial beast, blasting him backward uncontrollably. His body smashed through buildings and mountain peaks one after another.

Meng Wanshu and her illusory body were flung back together, but a layer of glowing light enveloped them, blocking every residual shockwave and leaving her completely unharmed.

Seeing this from the corner of his eye, Ye Feng grimaced, hurtling through the air. Old Meng is way too biased...

Thud!

Ye Feng crashed into the ground, carving out a deep crater. Seven or eight of his ribs were broken. Had he not desperately protected his heart meridians and internal organs, those shattered ribs would have pierced straight through his heart and lungs.

Ye Feng looked up to see Meng Jiangchu, dressed in white robes that flapped in the wind. Meng Jiangchu raised his hand, launching several treasures into the void. Dazzling golden patterns illuminated the sky, and a terrifying diamond-shaped barrier took form, sealing Meng Jiangchu and the black-robed figure inside.

The black-robed figure spoke, revealing a cold and aloof female voice. “We shall meet again another day.”

The mask on her face dissolved into a pool of blood, and her figure twisted as she tried to leave. Meng Jiangchu’s expression turned grim. Her methods could actually bypass his sealing barrier.

Looking at the miserable state of the Xiao family, Meng Jiangchu’s fury surged. He roared and clenched the void with one hand. The black-robed woman’s distorted figure stalled for a moment. Meng Jiangchu stepped forward three times, appearing right in front of her. The woman raised her hand, and black waves surged forth, crashing toward him.

Light flashed from the storage ring on Meng Jiangchu’s finger. A golden statue jade pot suddenly appeared.

“Swallow it!”

The lid flew open, and all the bizarre black waves were drawn into the jade pot. Simultaneously, the sword in Meng Jiangchu’s hand shifted through successive trajectories before vanishing. When it reappeared, he was already within three chi of her. A sword light swept past her crimson mask.

Slash!

Crack!

A fissure split across the mask, and its lower half shattered, revealing fair skin and crimson lips beneath. Her face was beautiful, complemented by a smooth, slender, flawless neck.

The woman’s lips curved downward slightly. She thrust her palm toward Meng Jiangchu’s chest, bizarre black vital force writhing around her hand.

Meng Jiangchu’s heart skipped a beat. Her strike sent a shiver of fear down his spine.

With a bang, the ring on his left index finger exploded. Meng Jiangchu retreated more than a hundred zhang.

The woman’s palm strike missed, and a terrifying hand seal over ten zhang in size slammed into the barrier. The golden barrier trembled violently, cracking under the strain.

And just like that, the woman vanished from everyone’s sight.

Meng Jiangchu frowned deeply. He closed his eyes to sense the spatial fluctuations around him, but found not the slightest trace.

With no other option, Meng Jiangchu sheathed his sword and turned to Meng Wanshu. His face etched with worry, he asked in a deep voice, “Wanshu, are you alright? Are you injured? You silly girl! I told you to use what I left for you when you needed it. What if something had actually happened to you? What would I have done? How would I explain it to your mother? You just went ahead and tried to fuse with your illusory body without a second thought. Were you even prepared for that? How foolish! How reckless!”

Lying in the deep pit, Ye Feng grimaced in pain. Hearing those words only made him feel worse. Old Meng isn’t just henpecked. He’s a total doting father too...