King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 592: Chapter 196: The Power of ”Guangling Melody

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang was delighted.

He flashed like a black phantom, moving with such speed that it was nearly impossible to track, and arrived beside the ”Iron Flute Scholar” Xiang Kun, snatching the iron flute from him.

Shi Feiyang took a deep breath, infusing the flute with his Inner Strength and began to play ”Guangling San”.

The melodious flute music echoed through the canyon, initially like a gentle stream, soft and calming, as if it could soothe the fears in people’s hearts; then it gradually became more vigorous and powerful, imbued with endless strength, like thousands of troops galloping forward or roaring sea waves crashing against rocks.

As the flute played, the Sword Array of the Sword Puppets began to show flaws, and the long swords in their hands started to tremble slightly.

The Sword Puppets tried to stabilize the formation, but Shi Feiyang’s flute grew increasingly fierce, like sharp blades penetrating their defenses.

Finally, under the impact of the flute sound, the Sword Array collapsed with a thunderous crash, and the Sword Puppets fell one after another, turning into piles of black shadows.

Shi Feiyang stopped playing, exhaled deeply, and looked at the heroes around him, saying with relief, ”Is everyone alright?”

The heroes nodded, their faces showing admiration, and their gazes at Shi Feiyang were filled with reverence.

After the fierce encounter battle ended, Shi Feiyang bent down to inspect the weapons left behind by the enemies. The ”cloud pattern engravings” on the sword blades startled him—these were the unique marks of the Divine Sword Manor.

The cloud patterns were fluid and intricate, like the rolling clouds in the sky, each line containing unique forging craftsmanship, difficult for others to imitate. Having faced off against the Young Manor Master Xie Zhichuan of Divine Sword Manor several times, Shi Feiyang had seen similar engravings before.

He pointed out the engravings to the heroes, and everyone’s faces instantly turned grave. The once noisy battlefield fell into a brief silence, followed by heated discussions.

Liao Pei, with his ”Long Arm Fist”, frowned deeply, slammed his fist against a nearby stone, and said angrily, ”This Divine Sword Manor usually acts so righteous, yet secretly they play these tricks, colluding with the Five Poison Sect and attacking us many times. It’s truly despicable!”

Lie Quan with his ”Heaven and Earth Saber” gripped the handle tightly, the blade slightly trembling, and said through gritted teeth, ”No wonder these Sword Puppets are so formidable, with Divine Sword Manor backing them. What exactly are they planning? Are they trying to stir up Jianghu strife to profit from it?”

The ”Iron Flute Scholar” Xiang Kun gently stroked his iron flute, pondered for a moment, and said, ”Divine Sword Manor has always been ambitious, perhaps coveting our Heroic Sakura Association’s power, looking to suppress us to dominate Jianghu.”

Everyone voiced their opinions one after the other, anger spreading throughout the crowd, and the suspicion and dissatisfaction towards Divine Sword Manor became even more intense.

Shi Feiyang’s expression was stern, his gaze resolute, and he calmly looked at the ”Flying Eagle Detective” Xie Wen, saying in a deep voice, ”Xie Wen, take the aerial route. No need to delve deep on this journey, just identify the true identities of those masked people. Our Heroic Sakura Association has branches all across the land. Immediately order the Central Plains and Northwest branches to secretly begin investigations.”

Hearing this, Xie Wen clasped his fists and said loudly, ”I obey the Grand Squad Leader’s order!” As soon as he finished speaking, without an extra movement, his figure suddenly shifted, merging into the chill air like a wisp of smoke, vanishing in an instant without a trace.

The heroes saw this and could not help but exclaim in unison, ”Brother Xie’s Feixu Qingyan Technique is truly extraordinary and unfathomable!”

As they looked towards the direction Xie Wen disappeared, their eyes were filled with admiration, as if they had just truly realized the extraordinary nature of Xie Wen’s martial arts.

After the amazement, they quickly packed their belongings, carrying both tension and anticipation, continuing towards the depths of the Taihang blood mist, fearlessly facing the upcoming new challenges. That day, the winter air grew more piercing, and the sky was so gloomy it seemed as if it could collapse at any moment.

Shi Feiyang and the ladies rode on their fine horses, galloping with the heroes in the fierce wind towards the Dragon Gate Ghost Cave.

The mountains outside Luoyang City were thoroughly shrouded in thick clouds, blocking out any hint of daylight.

The cold wind raged like a roaring beast, whipping up clouds of dust that cut across everyone’s faces like sharp blades, with an unbearable, pungent earthiness that nearly suffocated them.

The massive and eerie silhouette of the Dragon Gate Ghost Cave became vaguely visible against the dark and oppressive sky, like a dormant giant beast ready to devour intruders at any moment. The dense niches on the stone walls resembled cold, ominous giant eyes, observing the group of intruding guests from above, making their spines tingle.

As soon as they stepped into the Ghost Cave, a strong and decaying scent assaulted their senses, mixed with a nauseating dampness, instantly filling their nostrils and making them want to retch.

The light inside the cave was extremely dim, as if utterly consumed by darkness, with occasional streaks of weak sunlight barely piercing through the cracks at the top of the cave, slashing through the darkness like swords but only illuminating the bizarre and increasingly eerie murals on the walls.

The group cautiously and alertly moved forward, their footsteps echoing in the spacious cave, each step seeming to step on their hearts.

At this moment, a strange and subtle ”rustling” sound, like the murmuring of ghosts, drifted down from above their heads.

Shi Feiyang’s heart tightened abruptly, his pupils contracted instantly, and he shouted without hesitation, ”Be careful!”

In an instant, the originally static flying murals seemed to be infused with an evil spirit, and the figures on them suddenly came to life vividly.

Various Hidden Weapons shot out from the murals like a torrential rain.

These Hidden Weapons came in all shapes, some like thin willow leaves glimmering with cold light in the dim cave; others like sharp flying needles, whistling sharply as they pierced through the air, attacking the group swiftly.

At the same time, the eye sockets of the Buddha heads above the cave suddenly emitted beams of eerie blue light, which turned out to be the most vicious and fearsome Peacock Plumes of the Five Poison Sect.

Wherever the Peacock Plumes went, the air seemed to be scorched by blazing fire, emitting a ”sizzling” sound. Deep charred pits appeared on the ground instantly, and the surrounding rocks were melted by the high temperature, giving off a pungent odor.

Shi Feiyang reacted extremely quickly, swiftly activating the Bright Jade Technique, a layer of warm jade-colored glow enveloping him entirely, like a Jade Buddha descending to the mortal world. His Celestial Frost Blade danced swiftly, the blade light flashing densely like an impenetrable shield, blocking the incoming Hidden Weapons one by one; the collisions with the Celestial Frost Blade resounded with a crisp ”ding-ding-dang-dang,” sparks flying.

Having already studied the ”Five Poison Scripture,” the four ladies—Yili, Bai Zhi, Gong Simeng, and Qi Meizhen—snorted coldly when faced with this sudden danger, their eyes displaying confidence and disdain, evidently dismissing these poisonous attacks.