Supreme Cultivation System ：The Last Survivor

"It was Lee Mubai who asked you to kill me. Was he afraid that I would seek revenge on him?"    

    

Lee Shaoyu knew that today's battle would not be avoided, so he decided to tell him everything.    

    

"It seems that there is something wrong with your identity. No wonder the Lord wanted to kill you. Could it be that you are really that person's child?"    

    

Lee Yimo frowned slightly.    

    

"I think Lee Mubai will not allow me to do so. He must have a deep fear in his heart, so he wants to get rid of all possible threats."    

    

Lee Shaoyu glanced at Lee Yimo. Hundreds of dark golden flying swords were hovering around him. The Windthunder Sword Domain was fully unleashed. The violent wind and lightning energy was applied to the flying swords, forming a Minor Thousand Sword Formation in front of him. It was the ultimate technique of the Sword-management Skil.    

    

"This is impossible! How could you use the Minor Thousand Sword Formation?! Even Old Master Zhang would not use this sword formation. This was an undisclosed secret of Sword-management Villa, and only a few direct descendants could master it! Speak! Who exactly did you learn the Sword-management Skil from? "Is young master still alive?"    

    

Lee Yimo suddenly exclaimed when he saw Lee Shaoyu's Lesser Thousand Swords Formation. He looked at Lee Shaoyu with a shocked expression and his voice was trembling.    

    

Lee Shaoyu was stunned. He did not know about this. He had learned all of these moves from the Jade Sword. It was true that they were not taught by Old Master Zhang. It turned out that the true techniques of Sword-management Villa were very confidential. There was a limit to what an outsider like Old Master Zhang could learn. The true supreme Arcane Art was controlled by very few direct descendants. In fact, this situation was the same in every major power. It was just that he couldn't tell that the techniques he used were only mastered by the core disciples.    

    

"I'll capture you and interrogate you slowly. If you don't believe me, you won't be able to find out!"    

    

Lee Yimo's expression suddenly became ferocious. He was one of the participants in the battle back then. Therefore, Lee Mubai's fear was his fear. Every time he recalled what happened back then, he couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.    

    

"Actually, I don't care about what you have done. As for your so-called young master, I also care about your so-called young master. Ah..."    

    

Lee Shaoyu wanted to say that he didn't care about these things at all. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his head. It was as if his True Spirit was about to crack open. This kind of thing had happened a few times recently, but this time, the feeling was especially strong. It seemed to be related to meeting Lee Yimo. His True Spirit was faintly expressing a kind of anger.    

    

Is it you?    

    

Lee Shaoyu held his head. At this time, an idea involuntarily arose in his heart. It turned out that he had always thought that Lin Qingyu's soul and will had been completely wiped out. He had merely inherited his memories. But now, it seemed that things weren't like that. It seemed that his soul had been integrated with Lin Qingyu's soul. It was just that his soul had always been in the dominant position, so he didn't notice anything unusual. But ever since his battle with Ouyang Tian, his Soul Power had been greatly damaged. Lin Qingyu's soul consciousness was slowly showing up again, and it had been happening more and more frequently recently. If it wasn't for the fact that his injuries were too severe, he was afraid that this hidden danger would have followed him for the rest of his life. He might even cause trouble at the most critical moment, causing immeasurable losses.    

    

"Do you want me to help you take revenge? Alright, I promise."    

    

Lee Shaoyu was mumbling to himself, as if he had gone mad. When he finished speaking, the pain in his mind finally disappeared. It seemed like Lin Qingyu's will still existed. It was just that he had been suppressing it all this time and hadn't revealed it yet.    

    

"What are you talking about? Don't think that I will let you go just because you are pretending to be like this. Even if you are really crazy, I will let you go. I have plenty of ways to dig out your secrets!    

    

Lee Yimo roared. He formed a sword seal with his hand. Nearly a hundred flying swords turned into a rain of swords and slashed at Lee Shaoyu.    

    

"Lesser Thousand Swords Formation! Imperial Formation!"    

    

Lee Shaoyu also formed a sword seal with his hand. Ninety-nine flying swords flew out and formed a spinning circle in front of him, blocking all the flying swords' attacks. There were more than three hundred flying swords floating around him, ready to attack at any time. The Small Thousand Sword Formation was composed of four hundred and ninety flying swords. It could change different types of formations. It belonged to the Secret Technique in the Sword-management Skil, but Lee Yimo did not know it.    

    

"Attack Formation!"    

    

111 flying swords were enhanced by the power of wind and lightning and flew towards Lee Yimo. The air was torn apart, and the sound of wind and lightning resounded through the sky. Although Lee Yimo didn't know much about the Lesser Thousand Swords Formation, his realm was still there. His proficiency in controlling flying swords was also above Lee Shaoyu's. He directed dozens of flying swords to fly around his body at an extreme speed. It was as if a ball of light had formed on the surface of his body, sending all the flying swords flying towards him.    

    

The battle between the two could be said to be dazzling. It was a battle between countless flying swords. Although Lee Shaoyu had the Lesser Thousand Swords Formation, he was still at a disadvantage. Compared to Lee Yimo, who was proficient in flying swords, his control of the Sword-management Skil was very rough. After all, he had never taken the Sword-management Skil as his main direction.    

    

With the Qingyu Sword in his hand, Lee Shaoyu controlled the flying swords under his feet to approach Lee Yimo. He wanted to fight in close combat. However, Lee Yimo clearly saw through his intention. He also stepped on the flying sword and kept retreating. He kept a close distance from Lee Shaoyu, making it difficult for Lee Shaoyu to find an opportunity to attack.    

    

Just as the two of them were in a deadlock, a black figure suddenly appeared in the void. He waved the long sword in his hand and slashed out a blade Qi at Lee Yimo. He suddenly fell from the void and shed a large amount of blood.    

    

Dubidao!    

    

Lee Shaoyu's pupils couldn't help contracting. The person who attacked Lee Yimo was actually Dubidao. Originally, his cultivation was higher than Lee Yimo, and when the two of them were fighting, he suddenly launched a sneak attack. He instantly succeeded. Dubidao followed closely behind Lee Yimo and landed on the ground. He stretched out his hand and sealed Lee Yimo's Yuan energy. His technique was very swift, and it caused Lee Shaoyu to be dumbstruck.    

    

"Who are you? Why did you sneak attack me?! Do you know who I am?"    

    

Lee Yimo felt very sullen lying on the ground. He had not even used his full strength when he was hit by someone's Sap. Moreover, the person who hit him was a cripple. If news of this got out, he would put his face there.    

    

"Lee Yimo of Sword-management Villa, the one who is looking for you!"    

    

Dubidao's voice was still as hoarse as before. He glared at Lee Yimo fiercely and ignored him. Instead, he turned around and walked in front of Lee Shaoyu, sizing him up from head to toe.    

    

"Thank you for saving my life, senior. Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for saving my life. This is the second time senior has helped me."    

    

Lee Shaoyu cupped his fists at Dubidao.    

    

"Your Sword-management Skil is not good enough. You should put in more effort."    

    

Dubidao looked at him and said. He couldn't see what kind of expression was hidden under the black metal mask.    

    

"Yes, I will work hard in the future."    

    

Lee Shaoyu nodded.    

    

"I heard you don't have much life left. You only have less than ten years left. It seems this is true."    

    

Dubidao said in a deep voice.    

    

"To be exact, it is less than seven years now."    

    

Lee Shaoyu said with a smile.    

    

"If you can't find a cure within three years, you can come to this place to find me. I can give you a chance, but I hope you don't need it."    

    

Dubidao took out a jade token from his pocket and handed it to Lee Shaoyu. Then, he turned around and picked up Lee Yimo, who was on the ground, and flew into the air. Soon, his figure disappeared, leaving only Lee Shaoyu, who had no idea what had happened. He looked at the jade token and saw the words' Eagle Valley 'engraved on it. However, Lee Shaoyu did not know what this place was.    

    

Initially, he thought that he would have to fight a tough battle, but he did not expect that he would be able to get rid of this by coincidence. It seemed like this Dubidao had a grudge with the people of Sword-management Villa. It was said that his master, Ba Dao Canghai, had died after the battle with the old patriarch of Sword-management Villa. Could it be that Ba Dao Canghai had left a mission for his descendant to target Sword-management Villa?    

    

"He really is a strange senior."    

    

Lee Shaoyu didn't think too much about it. He kept the jade token into his Storage Ring. No matter what reason Dubidao wanted to help him, he had to be grateful. After all, he had really saved him. That was enough. Otherwise, he would have wasted a few years of his life fighting Lee Yimo today.    

    

This was just a small interlude. Lee Shaoyu continued to ride his sword and flew towards the Huanyu Alliance's encampment. Not long later, he finally saw many buildings.