King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 119: Chapter 87: Shocking Change at the Old Mansion! Battling Evil, the Mysterious Stone Coffin Hides an Earth-Shattering Secret

The figure was enormous, over twice the height of an average person, and covered with black fur. Two massive tusks protruded from its mouth, gleaming coldly in the darkness. The surrounding air seemed to grow colder due to the presence of this creature, as a chill surged from the soles of their feet to their hearts.

Shi Feiyang was shocked, never having seen such a bizarre creature.

He quickly shielded Gong Simeng behind him, whispering, ”Be careful, this thing won’t be easy to handle.”

The creature seemed to notice their presence too, letting out a roar and charging at them fiercely.

Shi Feiyang swung the Myanmar Saber, slashing at the creature. The blade collided with its fur, making a loud ”clang,” but only left a shallow scratch on its body.

Enraged, the creature wildly swung its gigantic claws, each swipe bringing a strong gust of wind, carrying a rancid stench that made people nauseous.

Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng dodged left and right, doing their best to avoid the creature’s attacks.

Amidst the fierce battle, Shi Feiyang noticed that the creature’s abdomen seemed to be its weak point.

Spotting an opportunity, he charged forward with a swift step, using all his strength to stab the Myanmar Saber into the creature’s abdomen.

The creature let out a miserable scream, staggered a few times, and finally fell to the ground with a crash.

Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng both breathed a sigh of relief, collapsing tiredly to the ground, yet their hearts were filled with doubt.

What on earth was this creature? Why did it appear in this mysterious dark passage?

Before they could catch their breath, the ground of the cave suddenly began to shake violently, cracks rapidly spreading across the surface, making a ”crack, crack” sound, as though the ground was being torn apart.

Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng quickly stood up, watching their surroundings warily.

Mysterious symbols slowly appeared on the cave walls, flickering with strange light, responding to the symbols on the pillars they saw earlier. With each flicker, an intangible pressure seemed to intensify, making it hard for them to breathe.

As the light flickered, a deep rumble came from the depths of the cave, as if something enormous was awakening.

The rumble grew louder, like rolling thunder exploding in their ears, causing their eardrums to ache.

Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng exchanged a glance and decided to continue their exploration. Following the guidance of the light, they arrived before a giant stone door. The door was covered with intricate patterns, seemingly telling an ancient story.

The temperature around them seemed to have dropped a few more degrees, and their breath instantly turned into white mist.

Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng carefully studied the patterns on the stone door, trying to find a way to open it.

At that moment, Shi Feiyang suddenly remembered the token they had taken from the body of one of the black-clad men. He took out the token and placed it in a recessed area on the stone door. Miraculously, the stone door began to open slowly, and an ancient and mysterious aura overwhelmed them.

The breath carried the marks of time and unknown fear, making their hearts race.

They cautiously entered through the stone door and found themselves in a large stone chamber.

In the center of the chamber was a large stone coffin, which was also covered in mysterious symbols.

Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng slowly approached the stone coffin, filled with curiosity and anxiety. They didn’t know what secrets lay inside, but they knew that this secret might completely alter their understanding of the Jianghu.

The stone chamber was eerily quiet, with only the soft sound of their footsteps echoing in the empty space, each step like a note on the strings of fate, about to play an unknown melody.

With quick reflexes, Shi Feiyang pulled Gong Simeng behind him, his actions crisp and decisive, a natural protective instinct. His voice was low and firm, carrying undeniable power, ”If there’s danger, you must run.”

Just as he finished speaking, his aura suddenly changed, activating the Bright Jade Technique, enveloping him in a thin layer of white mist that exuded a biting cold, capable of freezing the surrounding air.

Shi Feiyang tightly gripped the Myanmar Saber in his hand, the blade glinting coldly in the dim light, like an icy serpent ready to strike at any moment. He then exerted force, prying the saber into the seam of the stone coffin, muscles taut and veins bulging, and with a firm jerk, a ”creak” sounded as the stone coffin slowly opened, releasing a rush of ancient and mysterious air.

Having pried it open, Shi Feiyang swiftly retreated two steps, knees slightly bent, assuming a defensive stance with the saber held horizontally in front, eyes sharp and vigilant. However, when the stone coffin opened, it was empty, devoid of the expected treasures or mysterious scrolls, with only a silent darkness inside.

Upon seeing this, Gong Simeng quickly stepped forward, eyes full of surprise, exclaiming, ”An empty stone coffin! Huh, there’s nothing! We’ve been busy for nothing.”

Shi Feiyang nodded, his lips curving into a confident smile, saying, ”If our adventures were that easy, wouldn’t that make us useless? The tougher the secret to unravel, the more it shows our wisdom.”

Gong Simeng giggled at his words, her smile as bright and enchanting as flowers blooming in spring. She nodded slightly, her eyes filled with trust and devotion to Shi Feiyang.

The two decided to explore outside.

They arrived outside the Qingfeng Sword Sect, the moonlight like water, casting its glow on this land filled with mystery and danger.

Suddenly, a giant scarlet bird burst into their view, circling in the sky with its massive wings, making a ”whoosh, whoosh” sound, as if it could stir up a miniature storm.

In its claws, it held a person, who was one of the black-clad men from earlier.

The bird was extraordinarily large, beyond imagination, its feathers gleaming with an eerie luster. Under the moonlight, it resembled a flowing river of darkness, appearing especially sinister. Its eyes held a bloodthirsty gleam, like burning blood-red flames, and its piercing cries tore through the night, making one’s heart skip a beat. Terrified, the black-clad men scattered in all directions, their panicked footsteps strikingly urgent in the quiet night.

The scarlet bird suddenly swooped down towards Shi Feiyang and Gong Simeng, its speed as swift as lightning, stirring up a fierce whirlwind, as if a tempest had arisen, rustling the surrounding trees and causing leaves to fall.

Shi Feiyang swiftly pulled Gong Simeng aside to avoid it, his movements agile like a leopard. At the same time, he quickly drew the Myanmar Saber, the blade’s cold light sweeping a sharp arc in the moonlight, slashing at the bird.

The bird dexterously avoided the attack, gracefully twisting its body in the air, circling back to launch another attack on Gong Simeng and Shi Feiyang, its eyes flashing with fierce determination, having already deemed them prey.

During the skirmish with the bird, Shi Feiyang keenly sensed that it seemed to be under some form of control, its attacks chaotic yet exceptionally fierce, each strike carrying a powerful impact.

More perplexing was that whenever the bird approached, the token Shi Feiyang had taken from the black-clad man would slightly heat up, as if awakened by the bird’s presence, seeming to have some mysterious connection with this enigmatic bird.

Just as the bird charged again, the token suddenly emitted a blinding light, like a small sun, illuminating the entire night sky. The bird seemed greatly frightened, releasing a shrill wail filled with terror and pain.

Its body trembled violently in the air, then turned and flew far away, quickly vanishing into the night, leaving only a gradually fading shadow.