King of Hundred Victories Saber

But Shi Feiyang’s pupils suddenly contracted—a Profound Iron Shield engraved with sigils soared into the sky, and the bizarre purple light reflected from the shield surface actually rebounded all the icy aura from the Bright Jade Technique. Ice crystals collided with his Protective True Qi, producing a teeth-chattering crisp sound.

Shi Feiyang’s Body Technique stalled slightly; the Blood Venerable seized the opportunity to close in, his putrid bone claw aiming directly at Xue Li’s throat.

Shi Feiyang’s eyes widened in fury, his True Qi erupted around him like a volcano, as he unleashed the half-stage realm ”Supreme Forgetting Emotions Ice Soul Cold Prison” from the Bright Jade Technique! The Celestial Frost Blade instantly extended by three feet of ice ridges, the cold aura entwining the blade’s body solidified into reality, freezing even time itself as it passed.

Zhong Renwang’s just-executed ”Regretful Dragon” Palm Force, upon touching the cold aura, experienced its skin and flesh connecting the iron palm instantly crack open, the blood spurting out and immediately solidifying into ice beads falling.

Xie Zhichuan’s Long Sword was rapidly enveloped by frost, the heat from the Kunlun Flame Technique akin to a firefly meeting a tempest in the face of the cold aura. Dugu Yan’s Demon-Repelling Swordsmanship had not yet reached her front when her wrist had already gone numb with cold, her Long Sword clattering to the ground.

”Red Dust Slash!” Shi Feiyang roared, wielding the strongest killing move of the Hundred Victories Saber Technique with the power to split mountains and rocks.

The Blood Venerable shrieked, blood mist around him surging into a blood-colored tornado countering it.

But the moment the Celestial Frost Blade sliced through the blood mist, a heart-wrenching wail suddenly echoed in the formation—the souls absorbed into the blade force emitted their dying struggles in extreme cold, and the blood mist was forcibly frozen into thousands of blood-colored ice crystals.

Xue Li, seeing this, forcibly summoned Inner Strength to cast the Kunlun Sect’s Forbidden Technique, the ”Profound Ice Technique”.

A roaring ice dragon emerged, its body entwined with icy ridges glimmering with a bluish glow, clashing with the blood-colored tornado. Between the collision of ice and blood, the Eight Trigrams Lamp Stand at the formation’s center erupted with blinding light.

Shi Feiyang’s eyes flashed with a sharp light, channeling the Bright Jade Technique to its peak, as the Celestial Frost Blade emitted a dazzling blue glow.

”As enduring as the heavens and earth!” Accompanied by a roar that echoed through the clouds, blade energy backed like a galaxy, at every place it passed, the Profound Iron chains snapped inch by inch, and the bronze beast heads were shattered into powder by the cold, with the purple flames within the formation extinguishing in an instant.

The Blood Venerable was both shocked and enraged, trying to obstruct but was tight entangled by the blade light.

Shi Feiyang’s blade edge turned, the cold gleam as swift as lightning, slicing across the Blood Venerable’s shoulder.

The black blood had just splattered before solidifying into ice particles, which rustled as they fell.

The Skull Mask developed dense ice patterns, with a cracking sound, it shattered inch by inch.

”Impossible...” the Blood Venerable let out a piercing scream, with blood mist frantically churning around him.

But Shi Feiyang’s Celestial Frost Blade already approached his throat like a specter, the cold aura exuded by the blade body formed ice flowers at his neck: ”I’ll spare your pathetic life today, go back and tell the White Bone Sect that in this Jianghu, there is still Heaven’s doctrine!”

The moment the morning sun pierced through the clouds, the scarlet mist formed by the Blood Venerable dissipated in the golden light, leaving only the lingering stench in the air.

Meanwhile, Zhong Renwang, Xie Zhichuan, Dugu Yan, and others fled faster than rabbits, friends once like birds in the forest, now each flying away at the sight of great peril.

At the life and death moment, why would they care whether the Blood Venerable was dead or alive?

The soft sheathing sound of Shi Feiyang’s Celestial Frost Blade startled the ice crystals off his shoulders, as Xue Li, like a young swallow returning to the woods, threw herself into his arms, her fingers trembling as she traced the blood-stained hem of his garment: ”This wound... from Blood Venerable’s bone claw earlier?”

Her beautiful eyes brimmed with tears, her jade-like face full of distress, ”If not for my shallow cultivation, how could I have allowed you to block this strike for me?”

Shi Feiyang held her slightly cool hand against his heart, a familiar smile on his lips: ”This isn’t my blood, I never get hurt.” His fingertips brushed her earlocks, ”We are each other’s sword and shield.”

Before his words were finished, Xue Li suddenly stood on tiptoe to kiss away the bloodstain at the corner of his lips, her voice with a hint of stubbornness: ”From now on, you are not allowed to be so reckless. If anything were to happen to you, even if this ’shield’ were to shatter into dust, I would ensure your soul remains intact.”

A mountain wind carrying the scent of blood swept in, while in the distance, the dark flags of the White Bone Sect billowed like tides. Countless followers shuttled back and forth carrying magical artifacts engraved with skulls, the altar’s surging blood mist entwined with the morning sun, staining the clouds an eerie dark purple.

Xue Li instinctively shrank into Shi Feiyang’s embrace, but still clutched the jade sword at her waist tightly: ”Listen, those cries of the sacrificial offerings... they’re using living people for their ritual array!”

Shi Feiyang wrapped an arm around her waist, as the Celestial Frost Blade gleamed coldly under the morning sun: ”If this formation succeeds, the world will surely be plunged into endless suffering.”

He looked down at the beauty in his arms, his eyes a mix of tenderness and killing intent, ”Once we destroy the White Bone Sect, I’ll take you to see the sea of clouds in Zhongnan Mountain, to admire camellias in Dali, alright?”

Xue Li looked up to meet his fiery gaze, her jade sword lightly trembling: ”As long as I am with you, even if it were a mountain of swords or a sea of flames, I would gladly embrace it.” Just then, a sinister laugh came from the White Bone Sect’s camp.

A figure slowly walked out—it was Xue Li’s senior brother, Qingmingzi.

His Daoist robe was covered in blood, with several skulls strung on the duster in his hand, madness in his eyes: ”What a deeply affectionate couple! Xue Li, do you know how your master cursed you before he died? He said you had been bewitched by this demon and would inevitably fall into an inescapable place of eternal damnation!” Xue Li’s body trembled, her face turning pale instantly.

Shi Feiyang felt the trembling person in his embrace, tightening his hold on her hand: ”Don’t fear, I’m here.”

Qingmingzi let out a cold laugh: ”Shi Feiyang, do you think you can protect her? The enmity between your Heroic Sakura Association and the Kunlun Sect must be settled today! Xue Li, if you kill this demon, I will take you back to the Kunlun Sect and let bygones be bygones. Otherwise, our ties as fellow disciples end here today!” Xue Li raised her head, pain and struggle filling her eyes: ”Senior brother, Feiyang is not an evil person... There’s no enmity between the Heroic Sakura Association and the Kunlun Sect, there must be a misunderstanding in what senior brother says!”