Spirit Ruin, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Li Guanqi and Ye Feng had kept their composure until then. Furious as they were, their minds had suppressed the rage. But the moment Cao Zhennan appeared, all logical sense collapsed.

Boom!

Li Guanqi’s eyes blazed with fury. The ancient sword coffin opened from both sides, and one black and one red sword flew into his hands. Terrifying sword intent shot into the heavens the moment he gripped the Red Lotus Sword and the Yanluo Sword.

The weather shifted instantly. Wind howled, dark clouds blanketed over a hundred li, lightning flashed, thunder crashed, and heavy rain poured down. Bolt after bolt struck the ground with deafening explosions.

The sword prison seemed to encompass the entire world. The aura coming from the sky resembled the apocalypse itself.

Li Guanqi glared at Cao Zhennan, making no attempt to hide his killing intent. Ye Feng looked demonic, half his face morphed into a furious ghost. Bright golden light shone around him, and terrifying sword intent spread across space.

Meng Wanshu and Xiao Chen paled slightly, not understanding what had just happened. They were confused why their moods shifted so drastically the moment Cao Zhennan appeared.

Ye Feng slammed the coffin—the old man still inside—hard into empty space with one hand. The shockwave forced everyone back more than a thousand zhang. He slashed his sword diagonally upward.

The cries of agony coming from within the coffin were momentarily interrupted by a sword’s glint.

“Ahhhhhh!”More screams ensued. A large thigh flew out of the coffin. More sword lights followed. Wherever they passed, flesh was sliced as thin as a cicada’s wing.

The bystanders’ eyes went wide. They drew in sharp breaths and gulped, mouths agape but silent. That was the Southern Heavenly King’s biological father. Yet a group of incredibly young cultivators had cut his leg off, with no explanation offered.

If they were below the mountain, they would be unstoppable.

“Gulp… Who are they?!”

“That’s terrifying! Cao Weiyi is also at the Illusory Refinement Realm, but he didn’t even get a chance to fight back!”

“Since when did so many prodigies appear in the six territories? Wait... That sword coffin... That blind youth... It’s Yanluo!”

An Illusory Refinement Realm elder stepped out of the realm’s boundary. He glared at Li Guanqi first, then his eyes widened in shock. He turned, tore a rift in space, and fled without looking back.

At that point, Cao Zhennan realized his father was in the coffin. His eyes widened, and he roared in fury, “Stop it!”

Ye Feng snarled. “Stop it? Who are you to stop me?”

Pfft! Pfft!

He continued moving his arm, and the flames on the coffin began to disappear. What remained sent chills down everyone’s spines.

They had sealed Cao Weiyi’s primordial soul, preventing him from using his divine consciousness. The old man’s life was entirely in Ye Feng’s hands. Even now, the heavenly flames burning his primordial soul subjected him to constant, extreme agony.

His hair was disheveled, and his robes had burned to ash, leaving him naked. He was suspended by the coffin, his right leg completely severed. Only white bone with scraps of flesh remained of his arms and left leg.

Cao Zhennan stared in shock. Still gripping his sword, he did not dare move forward.

Looking at the four Illusory Refinement Realm cultivators, he forced himself to stay calm and asked in a low voice, “Who are you all? Why are you here?!”

Boom!

Li Guanqi used spatial force to pull the coffin to his side. He narrowed his eyes at Cao Zhennan, then reached out with his left hand to touch Cao Weiyi.

“Who am I?”

As he spoke, he dug his fingers into Cao Weiyi’s eye.

“My name is Li Guanqi.”

“Ahhhh!”

Cao Weiyi let out a scream that shook the heavens. Li Guanqi had casually plucked out his left eye, as if he were simply reaching for a cup.

The bystanders felt the urge to flee. Li Guanqi was too terrifying, utterly savage. His expression hadn’t changed once throughout the ordeal.

“How dare you!”

Boom!

Cao Zhennan, furious, unleashed a powerful ray of sword light. The ice-blue sword light burned with ice-blue flames. Li Guanqi’s killing intent only intensified at the sight.

Boom! Boom!

A red spear light shot through the air, touched the sword light, and pierced clean through.

Xiao Chen straightened up, glaring daggers at Cao Zhennan. “How dare a piece of trash like you release an attack?”

Firelight flickered under his feet, and he appeared behind Cao Zhennan. Cao Zhennan went pale and twisted sideways, trying to move.

But how could Xiao Chen not sense it?

Heavenly flames spread across space, sealing a thousand zhang around him. He turned and used a sprint technique to close in on Cao Zhennan, blocking the incoming sword slash with his spear. He flipped through the air and thrust the Divine Blood Spear with his right hand.

The spear shot out like a dragon, bypassing Cao Zhennan’s defenses and piercing through his shoulder, exiting through the other side.

Pfft!

Xiao Chen rested one hand behind his back, lifting Cao Zhennan into the air on his spear with the other.

“Mm! Mmh!”

“Is that it?”

Li Guanqi crushed Cao Weiyi’s eyeball expressionlessly, then reached toward the old man’s other eye.

The man screamed in terror, shaking uncontrollably. The stench of urine wafted over.

Li Guanqi furrowed his brow slightly. He looked down, and the space around Cao Weiyi’s crotch twisted. A vein bulged from his neck, and blood flowed from his empty eye socket.

Li Guanqi tossed the eyeball aside like trash and looked at Cao Zhennan. “Perhaps you haven’t heard of me given your lofty status, but I have another identity.”

Cao Zhennan, suspended in the air, glared at Li Guanqi. “If you dare kill my father, you will all die with him today!”

He couldn’t even hear what Li Guanqi was saying. Killing intent surged through him. He raised his hand and crushed an ice-blue jade pendant.

Li Guanqi shot Xiao Chen a look, signaling him not to stop Cao Zhennan.

Let’s see who dares come to his rescue.