King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 78: Chapter 63: Shadows of the Night: The Earth-Shattering Conspiracy of the Divine Water Palace and the Vajra Stronghold

That night, within the ruins of Changsheng Castle, Shi Feiyang entered Lin Wanqing’s tent to check on her while she was recuperating.

Afterwards, he strolled under the moonlight with Gong Simeng, who was waiting outside the tent.

The summer night’s moonlight was as clear as water, with a gentle breeze rustling the leaves.

Silver moonlight pierced through the sparse clouds, draping a mysterious veil over the ruins.

In the distance, a few cries of night birds broke the night’s silence, adding a touch of remoteness.

Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng walked side by side, their shadows lengthened in the moonlight, appearing particularly long and determined. Everything around seemed to be immersed in the tranquil and peaceful night, with only their footsteps echoing in the desolate ruins.

After walking for a while, Shi Feiyang softly asked, ”Little sister, what do you think about the forthcoming cooperation with various forces?”

Gong Simeng pondered for a moment before replying, ”Big brother, I think we must be cautious in this cooperation. The forces in the Jianghu are intricate, and we must carefully discern to avoid falling into others’ traps.”

Shi Feiyang nodded in agreement, ”You’re right. But in any case, for the peace of the Jianghu, we must try. However, before that, we must first deal with the trouble of the Vajra Stronghold.”

Mentioning Vajra Stronghold, Gong Simeng’s gaze immediately became sharp: ”Although the seven Altar Masters of the Vajra Stronghold have been defeated by you, the people from their sect are all highly skilled in martial arts. Moreover, Vajra Stronghold has seven Great Elders, especially Lin Danyang with the Tiger Subduing Fist, known in the Jianghu as the Invincible Iron Fist, a force not to be underestimated.” Shi Feiyang smiled slightly, confidently saying, ”Hmph, Invincible Iron Fist? I want to see whether his iron fist is stronger, or if my Divine Dragon Claw is sharper!” With that, the two continued onward.

Soon, Shi Feiyang asked Gong Simeng to elaborate on the specifics of the Divine Water Palace.

Gong Simeng explained that when the Divine Water Palace was first established, it was very modest in scale, with only a few disciples.

But under the meticulous guidance of the first Palace Master, these disciples became highly skilled in martial arts and were righteous at heart. They frequently descended the mountain to uphold justice and punish tyrants, gradually gaining fame in the Jianghu, winning the love of the common people and the respect of fellow Martial Arts practitioners. As time passed, the reputation of the Divine Water Palace grew ever more prominent, attracting many aspiring heroes to join, and the sect’s scale continued to expand.

During the development of the Divine Water Palace, it faced several major crises.

One such crisis occurred decades ago when a mysterious dark force arose quietly, seeking to dominate the Martial Arts world. This force operated cunningly, gathering many outlaws, committing all sorts of atrocities wherever they went, causing turmoil and unrest in the Martial Arts world.

As the backbone of justice in Liaodong Martial Arts, the Divine Water Palace naturally would not stand idly by.

At the command of the Palace Master, the elite disciples of the Divine Water Palace quickly assembled, clad in dark uniforms, wielding sharp long swords, their eyes shining with determination and fearlessness. They encountered the dark forces in a valley, and a breathtaking battle ensued.

The dark forces launched the first attack, with a horde of minions wielding Ghost Head Sabers swarming forward like a tide, their blades gleaming menacingly.

The Divine Water Palace disciples, fearless, quickly formed a masterful Sword Array, their long swords swirling, cold light flashing, forming an impenetrable sword net that made it impossible for the minions to get even an inch closer. A Divine Water Palace disciple shouted loudly, his wrist flicking, sword blossoms blooming, instantly striking down two enemies with clean and swift movements, showcasing extraordinary skill.

The leader of the dark forces, seeing this, snorted coldly and entered the fray personally.

His figure was ghostly, and the black long whip in his hand swept through the air like a fierce wind, with the tip emitting sharp whistling noises. The Divine Water Palace Master, with a grave expression, flew to confront him, the treasure sword in his hand clashing violently with the long whip, producing deafening booms with sparks flying.

The two exchanged blows fiercely, neither yielding, each confrontation causing the surrounding air to shake violently, sand and rocks flying.

The fierce battle continued for several days, with heavy casualties on both sides. Despite the brave fight of the Divine Water Palace disciples, the dark forces were numerous and devious, causing the Divine Water Palace to gradually fall into a dire struggle. Just as everyone was feeling despair, a Divine Water Palace Elder stepped forward. This Elder, who usually lived in seclusion, devoted himself to studying the art of Qimen Dunjia, was well-versed in the mechanisms of the Divine Water Palace.

The Elder quickly set up traps on the battlefield’s periphery, cleverly utilizing the terrain to lay a Giant Stone Array at the valley entrance.

These seemingly randomly scattered giant stones were actually hiding mysteries, and once the mechanism was triggered, the stones would roll down, crushing the enemies to pieces. At the same time, he filled the grass on either side of the road with hidden weapons, poisoned darts, and silver needles, concealed in the shadows, ready to trap unsuspecting foes.

The leader of the dark forces, unaware of the trap, led his men to attack recklessly. As they stepped into the valley entrance, the giant stones rolled instantly, crushing a swathe of enemies. Following that, the hidden weapons in the grass were unleashed simultaneously, with the minions of the dark forces being hit, screams echoing incessantly.

The leader, seeing this, was furious yet helpless, unable to do anything but watch as his men fell into chaos.

The Divine Water Palace disciples seized the opportunity to counterattack, their morale soaring. They charged at the enemies like fierce tigers descending the mountain, fearless and courageous. The Palace Master unleashed the secret techniques of the Divine Water Palace, each sword stroke enveloped in powerful sword Qi, repelling the enemies one after another.