King of Hundred Victories Saber

Shi Feiyang finished his technique and stood, his dark martial attire soaked with blood, yet his majesty remained undiminished: ”Miss Lan is both wise and brave. If we encounter strong enemies again someday, I hope we can fight side by side.”

The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the ”Mighty Ying” flag on the walls of Feima Pass into a solid crimson.

Shi Feiyang’s dark martial attire was stained with dark red blood, yet he still stood tall like a pine tree. He gazed at the distant, still-burning fire of the Red Robe Sect outpost, ice-blue True Qi flowing in his palm, crystallizing the surrounding air into fine ice crystals, and said again: ”Miss Lan, the foundation of the Red Robe Sect has not been eradicated; this battle between righteousness and evil has only just begun.”

Lan Xiaodie’s light white Miao dress bore hidden patterns in the twilight, and the faded scarlet silk thread at her waist fluttered in the wind.

She gently caressed the silver bell at her neck, the Five Poison Totems glinting coldly in the setting sun: ”Hero Shi is absolutely right. This cult operates mysteriously; we must first send someone to infiltrate and identify their lair and weaknesses.”

Her fingertips grazed over an old wound on her palm, like a snake hidden in the shadows, she said: ”Only by luring the snake from its lair can we deliver a fatal strike.”

Inside the Central Army Tent, the candlelight flickered.

Shi Feiyang’s ice-blue True Qi, activated by the Bright Jade Technique, wove around him, intertwining with the warm light of the sheepskin map on the table into a strange aura.

He pointed to the area marked as Bone-Eroding Miasma on the map: ”Miss Lan, the harm caused by this miasma exceeds that of a thousand troops; the solution still depends on you.” Lan Xiaodie leaned closer to the map, her fair hand lightly tapping along the winding mountain path: ”Hero Shi speaks too highly. This Bone-Eroding Miasma seems invisible but actually requires ’Luring Poison Incense’ as a guide, then use Tianshan Snow Water to dilute it. However...”

”But Yang Yinglong that rogue will surely send people to obstruct!” Shi Xiong, gripping the bloody Profound Iron Saber, strode in, the knife sheath clattering against the threshold with a muffled sound, startling the cold crow on the beam, ”I will lead three thousand warriors to open the way, let’s see who dares to come!”

Lan Xiaodie shook her head, her brows slightly furrowed: ”No. The miasma disperses upon meeting the wind; if we leverage the southwest monsoon’s momentum and use fire to attack its source, we can achieve twice the result with half the effort.”

She glanced at Shi Feiyang, a trace of worry flashing in her eyes, ”But this plan requires someone to penetrate the core of the miasma and ignite the burning material—that is a path fraught with death.”

Before her words fell, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from outside. A scout, drenched in blood, rushed in: ”Report! Yang Yinglong’s rebel army has set up a Blood Evil Array at the miasma source, three hundred Death Warriors within the array wielding flamethrowers, burning anyone they see! The Imperial Court soldiers have suffered heavy casualties.”

Shi Feiyang’s palms slammed on the table, nine strands of golden saber energy erupted, slicing off three inches of the table corner: ”Coming at just the right time! I will break the array with the Hundred Victories Saber Technique, Shi Xiong will lead people to cover the retreat, and Miss Lan will command from the center, using Luring Poison Incense to disrupt the miasma’s path.”

He activated Bright Jade Technique, ice-blue True Qi transforming into frost and covering his entire body, ”I want to see whether his Blood Evil Array is powerful, or my Ice Soul Cold Prison will prevail!”

The next dawn, the southwest monsoon came carrying a putrid stench.

Shi Feiyang, executing the ”Thousand Li Without Halt” Lightweight Technique, dark martial attire rustling dramatically, charged into the Blood Evil Array first.

He pushed out with his palms, executing ”Red Dust Slash,” nine strands of golden saber energy spinning like a wheel, shattering flamethrowers of the rebel army as they passed, flames and ice colliding, surging into a skyfull of white mist. Shi Xiong wielded the White Rainbow Treasure Sword, performing the ”Thirteen Life-taking Swords,” Qian Feng swept horizontally, smashing rebel heads to pieces, and blood mixed with brain matter splattered against the rock wall.

Lan Xiaodie, in the middle of the array, held a specially crafted bamboo tube, scattering Luring Poison Incense.

Purple-black poisonous mist entwined with the flames of the Blood Evil Array, forming an eerie purple sea of fire.

She performed ”Butterfly Shadow Step,” weaving through the sea of fire, suddenly seeing three fire arrows shooting towards the ignition point. At the critical moment, she flung a poisoned scorpion tail dart to knock down the arrows, yet she was thrown by the blast wave, her back crashing heavily against the rock, coughing up a mouthful of blood.