System Possession, One Sword Shocks the Gods

56: Undercurrents are surging (2)Even more troublesome was the exhaustion of his Soul, as if he hadn’t closed his eyes for days and nights, his consciousness feeling as heavy as if it were filled with lead. But he dared not fall asleep; he had to race against time to recover a sliver of self-protection power.

He took out the Medicinal Pill he had scavenged from Lin Batian and the Black-Robed Figure and carefully examined them. Fortunately, these guys carried high-quality healing pills and recovery pills with them. He selected the ones with the mildest medicinal properties, swallowed them, and once again guided the weak medicinal power, carefully nourishing his damaged Meridians and internal organs.

The Myriad Realms Sword Canon Cultivation Technique slowly circulated. This time, he clearly felt a difference. After experiencing the baptism of that ancient will, his own thin Nirvana Sword Intent seemed to have condensed slightly. Although weak, its essence seemed to have undergone a sublimation, and his control over spiritual power was also more exquisite.

”Is this a blessing in disguise, or a mark left by that ancient will?” Ye Chen thought to himself, but he had no time to delve into it. The most urgent task was to restore his ability to move.

He didn’t know how long it had been, perhaps an hour, perhaps two. Through the gaps in the debris covering the cellar entrance, a faint light of day filtered in.

Dawn was approaching.

Ye Chen let out a long, turbid breath mixed with the smell of blood and slowly opened his eyes. Although his injuries were still heavy and far from healed, he had at least suppressed the trend of deterioration and recovered some strength, barely capable of low-intensity combat.

He had to return to Tianfeng Academy immediately! Mo Lao had left with the evidence, and he didn’t know if he had arrived safely. The deaths of Lin Batian and the Blood Blade leader must have caused a huge uproar; he needed the academy’s protection and, more importantly, to inform the higher-ups of the complete conspiracy.

Just as he was preparing to get up and find a way out of the cellar—

”Whoosh! Whoosh!”

A few extremely slight yet incredibly swift wind-breaking sounds swept past not far above the cellar, then stopped.

Ye Chen instantly held his breath, restraining his aura to the extreme, as if he had once again turned into a lifeless stone, and listened intently.

”Search! Search carefully! The City Lord’s Mansion and the people from Tianfeng Academy are already taking over the west side of the city, we must find him before that!” A deliberately lowered, vicious voice sounded.

”Boss, what about the Hundred Herbs Hall... Patriarch Lin and the envoy...” Another voice carried a hint of fear.

”Shut up! That’s not for us to ask!” The one called boss interrupted sternly, ”The order from above is absolute—find him alive, or bring back his corpse! That brat is severely injured, he definitely can’t run far! Focus on searching these abandoned houses, cellars, and sewers!”

”Yes!”

The footsteps scattered, and they began a carpet-style search of the nearby area.

Ye Chen’s heart sank. It was the remaining Blood Blade Assassins! They dared to be so rampant even after the City Lord’s Mansion and the academy had intervened, showing how deeply the Dark Hall had infiltrated, or rather, they were desperate like cornered dogs!

Listening to the approaching footsteps and the sound of weapons moving debris, Ye Chen knew this cellar would be discovered soon.

He slowly gripped the qingfeng sword beside him, his eyes cold. Since he couldn’t avoid it, he would have to fight his way out! Although he wasn’t in good condition, he still had the strength for a battle against these ordinary Blood Blade Assassins, relying on the initially recovered Nirvana Sword Intent!

He quietly moved to the area below the cellar entrance, calculating the moment they discovered the entrance and came down. That was his only chance—strike unexpectedly and catch them off guard!

”Clang!”

The wooden board covering the cellar entrance was roughly pried open, a beam of daylight shot in, and at the same time, a head cautiously poked in, looking down.

Now!

A cold light flashed in Ye Chen’s eyes, and his figure erupted like a leopard! The qingfeng sword turned into a dark golden lightning, piercing directly at the assassin’s throat!

The assassin clearly hadn’t expected the target to be hiding directly below the entrance, and that he would erupt with such speed! He had no time to react at all, feeling only a chill at his throat before his consciousness instantly plunged into darkness.

Having succeeded in one strike, Ye Chen did not stop. He stepped on the corpse to gain leverage, his figure like electricity, and rushed directly out of the cellar!

”He’s here!”

”He came out!”

The three Blood Blade Assassins outside the cellar immediately discovered Ye Chen, roaring as they pounced on him, blades and sword lights instantly enveloping him.

Ye Chen’s expression did not change. Although he didn’t have much spiritual power in his body, the essence of the Nirvana Sword Intent was extremely high. His body followed the sword, and the qingfeng sword drew strange arcs, each sword strike precisely pointing to the weakest point of the opponent’s offensive.

”Clang! Clang!”

The sound of metal clashing was accompanied by the sound of breaking weapons. Any weapon swept by the Nirvana Sword Intent contained within the qingfeng sword broke on impact! That will of obliterating everything invaded the assassins’ bodies along their weapons, causing their blood to churn and their spiritual power to become disordered.

”His Sword Intent is strange! Be careful!” One assassin screamed in horror.

Ye Chen took advantage of their slight disorder, his sword momentum suddenly becoming sharp and ruthless! He executed the Flowing Wind Fleeting Shadow movement technique to the limit, weaving through the gaps of the three-person encirclement. Every time the sword light flashed, it brought up a spray of blood!

In just a few breaths, two of the three assassins were killed, and one fell to the ground heavily wounded.

Ye Chen didn’t even look at the heavily wounded assassin, his figure flashed, and he intended to leave this area.

However, the moment he turned around—

A sharp, fierce wind, like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, struck silently from behind, aiming directly at his heart! This strike, whether in speed, power, or timing, was far superior to the ordinary assassins just now!

Kaiyuan Realm! There was an ambush!

Ye Chen’s heart rang with warning bells. He forcibly twisted his body, and the qingfeng sword swiveled to parry!

”Ding—!”

A huge force came from the sword, and Ye Chen’s already weak body couldn’t completely neutralize it. His whole person was shaken back several feet, a sweetness in his throat, and the injuries he had finally suppressed showed signs of relapsing again.

He steadied his figure and looked closely. He saw a middle-aged man dressed in gray, with an ordinary face that one would never look at a second time in a crowd, holding a thin sword, looking at him with cold eyes. The spiritual power fluctuation emanating from him had actually reached the Kaiyuan Realm Fourth Level!

”As expected of someone who could kill Lin Batian and Blood Seven, you really have some tricks.” The gray-clothed man’s voice was flat, but carried bone-chilling killing intent, ”It’s a pity, you are destined to die here today.”

Ye Chen’s heart went cold. This person’s aura was steady, his eyes calm; he was a true elite assassin, far more difficult to deal with than the cultivation built up by resources like Lin Batian’s. With his current state, winning a head-on confrontation had very low odds.

”Who sent you? The Dark Hall?” Ye Chen tried to fish for information while secretly regulating his breathing.

The corner of the gray-clothed man’s mouth curled into a cold arc: ”A dying man, why need to know so much.”

Before the words fell, his figure flickered, and he actually conjured three indistinguishable afterimages, attacking Ye Chen from different directions simultaneously! The thin sword thrust by each afterimage carried bone-chilling coldness and lethal sharpness!

Ye Chen’s pupils shrank, his Divine Sense fully expanded, but it was difficult to distinguish the true from the false for a moment. These three attacks seemed to be physical entities!

Unavoidable!

He gritted his teeth, stopped trying to distinguish, poured all his remaining spiritual power into the qingfeng sword, fully unleashed the Nirvana Sword Intent, and struck forward at the figure in front of him! It was a desperate tactic of trading injury for life, seeking survival in a dead end!

The dark golden sword light tore through the air with a forward-moving determination!

However, the ”gray-clothed man” in front dissipated like a bubble the moment the sword light reached him! It was an illusion!

At the same time, the thin swords on the left and right had already reached him! The cold killing intent stung his skin!

Tricked!

Ye Chen’s heart turned cold; he could only barely turn to the side, avoiding the vital point on the left, while the qingfeng sword swept back, trying to parry the attack on the right.

”Puchi!”

”Clang!”

The thin sword on the right was narrowly parried by him, sparks flying. But the thin sword on the left ruthlessly pierced into his right abdomen! The cold Sword Qi instantly invaded his body!

”Urgh!” Ye Chen groaned, blood instantly staining his clothes red.

The true body of the gray-clothed man only then slowly solidified on Ye Chen’s left, with a sneer of success on his face: ”It’s over.”

He flicked his wrist, intending to stir the thin sword and completely severely damage Ye Chen’s Dantian!

Just at this life-and-death moment—

”Presumptuous!”

An old but supreme authoritative cold shout, like thunder from the Nine Heavens, suddenly exploded in the arena!

Following the shout, a cyan Sword Qi, condensed as if it were solid, seemed to cross space, appearing out of thin air, and at a speed impossible to capture with the naked eye, arrived later but reached first, precisely pointing at the tip of the gray-clothed man’s thin sword!

”Ding—!”

With a light sound, the thin sword shattered inch by inch!

The gray-clothed man was struck by lightning, spat out a large mouthful of blood, flew backward like a kite with a broken string, his eyes full of endless fear and disbelief!

”Academy... Dean level...”

He fell heavily dozens of feet away, struggled twice, and then completely stopped breathing.

Ye Chen endured the severe pain and looked up.

Not far away, Elder Liu Qingfeng stood with a cold face, hands behind his back, exuding a terrifying sword pressure that made one’s heart palpitate. Beside Elder Liu stood another old man in the attire of the Tianfeng Academy Law Enforcement Hall, with a solemn face, whose aura was equally unfathomable.

”Ye Chen, are you alright?” Elder Liu took a step and arrived at Ye Chen’s side, looking at the wound on his abdomen and his pale face, a trace of heartache and deeper anger flashing in his eyes.

”Elder Liu... I...” Ye Chen had just started to speak when another mouthful of blood surged out, his body swaying, barely able to stand.

Elder Liu immediately supported him, a pure and gentle spiritual power transferred into his body, temporarily stabilizing his injuries.

”No need to say more, we all know. Old Mo has already brought the evidence back to the academy.” Elder Liu said in a deep voice, his eyes sweeping over the corpse of the gray-clothed assassin on the ground, his gaze as sharp as a sword, ”Dark Hall... What a Dark Hall! Daring to reach out to my Tianfeng Academy!”

He looked at the Law Enforcement Hall Elder beside him: ”Elder Li, immediately clear out all the remaining forces of the Blood Blade and the Dark Hall in the city! At the same time, initiate the academy’s highest alert and notify the Dean to come out of seclusion! Liuyun City is about to change!”

Elder Li nodded solemnly: ”Understood!”

Elder Liu looked at the weak Ye Chen, his tone unquestionable: ”I will take you back to the academy to heal first. Leave the rest to the academy.”

Ye Chen’s heart finally relaxed, a strong sense of exhaustion surged like a tide, and his consciousness gradually blurred. Before completely losing consciousness, he had only one thought: Finally... safe.