Spirit Ruin, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Ye Feng closed his eyes in pain. He couldn’t imagine the torment Li Guanqi was enduring. Just recalling the images transmitted through the jade slip made his heart feel as though it were being carved by knives.

Cao Yan was doing his best to stabilize his cultivation as well, murderous intent spilling from him uncontrollably.

Silence reigned. Everything felt like the calm before a raging storm.

Far beyond the Divine Treasure Territory, in the boundless void between it and the Black Sect Territory, a figure appeared, wrapped in a strange blood-red light. The lightning coiling around him seemed stained with blood, enough to send a chill down the spine.

Li Guanqi’s eyes were bloodshot. Beneath his white robes, his hands trembled. His pale lips quivered, and his clenched fists turned white at the knuckles. He bit down so hard his teeth nearly shattered.

Scenes from the projection stone replayed endlessly in his mind. Killing intent threatened to swallow his reason.

Inside his storage ring, dozens of bamboo baskets filled with buns were still neatly arranged. Though he hadn’t traveled extensively over the years, he still remembered his promise to Yu Sui’an.

When he traveled through a region, even if he couldn’t buy them himself, he’d pick up some buns and leave a little extra silver for the merchants. Yu Sui’an really loved buns, so he always kept his promise.

But now…

“The Liu family…” he muttered.No one knew how much time had passed. Li Guanqi arrived alone in a desolate stretch of void, sword coffin on his back. A strange crimson glow hung across the void, eerie and unsettling.

This was the location of the Liu family’s domain. Meng Jiangchu had told him about it.

Boom!

The sword coffin burst open, and the Red Lotus Sword flew into his hand. His sword spirit void hummed, and terrifying power erupted from within.

The surge of force stirred even Sword Spirit, who had been meditating within the sword coffin’s space. She opened her cool eyes and looked up, her gaze narrowing.

She stared gravely at Li Guanqi, then murmured, “What happened to him? His killing intent is nearly tangible. What kind of obsession could produce such fury?”

Her eyes gently closed again. The crimson broken sword in Li Guanqi’s sword spirit void released a demonic glow. In an instant, a dazzling radiance burst from the blade of the Red Lotus Sword, brighter than ever before.

Li Guanqi stepped forward. The void beneath his foot shattered. In the outside world, above a mountain range, the void within a ten-li radius collapsed.

Mountains and earth shook, sand and stones flew, and violent winds roared skyward.

Li Guanqi gripped the Red Lotus Sword as his aura surged to its peak. With a roar, he unleashed an Immortal-Slaying Slash.

Boom!

A deafening explosion shook the void. A condensed sword light nearly a hundred zhang long flashed across the sky, its surging sword intent laced with killing intent.

Boom!

The sword light struck a sinister crimson array, and amidst earth-shattering tremors, it ripped open the entire Liu family domain.

Liu Peiyuan, who had been inside the grand hall, instantly appeared in midair. Faced with the surging sword light, the old man had no time to think. He thrust his hand upward, conjuring a massive phantom palm that shot out to intercept it.

“Hmph!”

The sword light collided violently with the glowing palm, detonating in a thunderous explosion. The palm shattered, and the sword light vanished.

Liu Peiyuan stood upright like a sword, not retreating half a step. His expression was grim. He looked down at his bleeding palm, his eyes wide with disbelief.

He couldn’t believe a mere mid Illusory Refinement Realm sword cultivator could injure him. He stood an entire major realm above his opponent. By all logic, that strike shouldn’t even have broken through his defenses.

Liu Peiyuan’s expression turned solemn as he sensed the residual force lingering in his palm. “The power of the sword spirit void… Such terrifying killing force, such overwhelming murderous intent.”

Crash!

Countless Liu family disciples raised their heads toward the rift in the sky. At its edges, the void crumbled like shattered porcelain.

A pale, jade-like finger extended from the rift. The hand clenched, crushing the surrounding void apart. A young man, handsome and savage, stepped through, gripping a four-chi-long crimson sword.

Dozens of figures materialized beside Liu Peiyuan one after another. Liu Yunxuan and his father stood among them.

Everyone present understood how dire the situation was. By exposing Liu Yunxuan’s vile deeds, they had utterly ruined their clan’s reputation, casting aside all shame.

Honor and public opinion no longer mattered. They had accepted their fate of becoming a whetstone.

One of the elders swept his stony gaze over Li Guanqi and muttered, “Since you want to use our Liu family as a whetstone, let’s see if your blade is harder than our stone.”

Li Guanqi calmly surveyed the dense ranks of more than thirty Illusory Refinement cultivators, expressionless. His gaze passed over Liu Peiyuan at the front, briefly noting his aura, then settled on Liu Yunxuan—the man from the projection.

Boom!

Boundless lightning erupted from Li Guanqi’s body. One of the Liu elders couldn’t restrain himself any longer and struck first.

“Die!”

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several figures teleported to Li Guanqi’s side, blades and swords flashing as they closed in.

Li Guanqi tightened his grip on the Red Lotus Sword, still expressionless. Crimson sword light streaked through the air, leaving countless afterimages as it slashed out in every direction.

Puff! Puff!

“Ahhh! Save me!”

“Run! Hurry, run!”

“Pfff! Cough, cough…”

In less than a single breath, three early Illusory Refinement Realm elders were shredded to pieces. As the crimson sword light flashed, endless lightning pierced their bodies. They could not teleport away under Li Guanqi’s spatial confinement, and their sprint techniques weren’t enough to evade his blade.

Fast… Too fast.

All they saw was a blur before searing pain tore through them. They never even saw his arm move.

Severed limbs flew through the air, and blood sprayed across Li Guanqi’s face, splattering into his eyes. He didn’t blink. His gaze remained locked on Liu Yunxuan.

Whoosh!

With a single horizontal slash, three radiant weapons shattered into countless fragments.