Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

C800 He Met His Enemy



C800 He Met His Enemy

The Spirit Connecting Vine howled as it flew forward in the passage.    

    

But not too long after, just as the Spirit Connecting Vine flew over somewhere, a flash of light shone and a Sword Qi appeared.    

    

"Be careful!" Chen Yu immediately reacted and dodged to the side of the stone wall.    

    

Shua, a sword qi condensed into a sword shadow, thrusting out directly from behind the Spirit Connecting Vine.    

    

Chen Yu activated his Spiritual Dipper and formed a protective Spiritual Dipper.    

    

The expressions of Duanmu Jing and the other two became stern. They rushed out from Chen Yu's side and blocked the sword qi released by the sword seal.    

    

Boom! The sword Qi shattered. The path shook for a moment before calming down.    

    

Chen Yu stared at the sword mark and felt that the sword mark contained a mysterious and deep sword intent.    

    

The sword imprint was a remnant of the sword art used by Cang Min's Divine King from ten thousand years ago. Even after ten thousand years, it still possessed such might.    

    

"Brother Chen, be careful!" Duanmu Jing said, "Why don't you slow down. If you encounter another sword seal, we can support you in time!"    

    

"Thank you!" Chen Yu said with a smile.    

    

"Now we are teammates, that is only natural. Furthermore, without your Spiritual Soul that activated this sword seal first, we would have been in deep trouble! " Duanmu Jing said.    

    

Chen Yu smiled and continued forward.    

    

Very quickly, the sword mark was activated by the Spiritual Soul, and was still blocked by Duanmu Jing and the other two.    

    

As he encountered more and more sword seals, Chen Yu knew that the sword intent in the sword seals were different. This was what shocked Chen Yu.    

    

One had to know that ten thousand years ago, Cang Min's Divine King had slashed out a single sword, and under that single sword strike, he had actually left behind different sword intents. This meant that Cang Min's Divine King from that year had most likely encompassed tens of thousands of sword arts and abilities, and had fused thousands of sword arts into one sword strike. This also showed the power of Cang Min's Divine King.    

    

Another two hours passed. Duanmu Jing felt that the fork in the road in front of him had become unfamiliar. He, who had been guiding Chen Yu, would stop at the fork for a long time before making a decision.    

    

Sometimes, Duanmu Jing would even decide to turn back and choose the fork on the other side.    

    

Just like this, time passed. Unconsciously, an entire day had already passed.    

    

Overall, Chen Yu knew that they were going deeper.    

    

Chen Yu was not impatient, the more it was like this, the more likely Duanmu Jing's words were true. Of course, if he couldn't find that ruin, Chen Yu wouldn't keep wasting his time.    

    

Just as they were walking forward, suddenly, the Spirit Connecting Vine flashed a little, and some people's voices could be heard.    

    

Everyone slowed down again, revealing looks of vigilance.    

    

"Brother Chen, get behind us!" Duanmu Jing said in a low voice, "Be careful!"    

    

Chen Yu kept his Spirit Connecting Vine and went to the back of the group.    

    

In the corridor ahead, the voices of the people were getting closer and closer and there were people appearing in their line of sight.    

    

Duanmu Jing threw a fluorite in front of him, illuminating the path ahead. He could clearly see that there were three people in the line ahead, and their auras were deep. They were all Profound Dark Stage practitioners.    

    

Both sides faced each other, each taking precautions.    

    

Afterwards, the two sides turned their sides and walked past each other, sticking closely to the sides of the passageway. Not a single word was spoken.    

    

After the three left, Duanmu Jing let out a long sigh of relief.    

    

Chen Yu didn't think that it was anything strange. In a place like Lonely Spirit Abyss, murdering and plundering was something that should be common. Duanmu Jing and the other two clearly knew this as well.    

    

If it wasn't for the fact that Chen Yu didn't seem to be a threat, Duanmu Jing wouldn't have cooperated with him.    

    

He continued onward, circling around in the air. Another six hours had passed.    

    

Suddenly, Chen Yu's eyes focused.    

    

Through the Spirit Connecting Vine's perception, Chen Yu clearly felt the existence of a person in the space at the end of the tunnel ahead.    

    

Chen Yu stopped abruptly.    

    

Duanmu Jing and the other two immediately became alert.    

    

"There's someone ahead!" Through the Spirit Connecting Vine's perception, Chen Yu knew that the person in the tunnel ahead should have found him, so he quickly reminded him.    

    

Duanmu Jing and the other two looked at each other and slowly walked forward with their weapons in their hands.    

    

The four of them were very careful, but nothing happened as they calmly approached the figure in front of them.    

    

In front of them was a relatively open space. Within the space, a person stood outside a narrow passageway, looking towards Chen Yu and the others.    

    

The figure was dressed in black, blending well with the dark surroundings. Judging from his appearance, he should not be that old, but his aura was deep and profound, giving off an unfathomable feeling.    

    

"Get out!" Seeing Chen Yu and the other three approaching, that person suddenly opened his mouth and shouted coldly.    

    

"Who are you?" After confirming that it was only one person, Duanmu Jing and the others relaxed a lot.    

    

"I'll say it again, get lost!" However, that person was extremely tyrannical. From his voice, one could tell that he was not very old. He should only be around thirty years old.    

    

Duanmu Jing was speechless when he heard that, but his gaze was focused at the narrow road behind the man. He said, "Aren't you being a little too domineering?"    

    

"Since you don't want to get lost, then you don't need to!" That person sneered and suddenly raised his hand.    

    

Duanmu Jing and the other two also attacked at the same time. After each of them opened up their domain, each of them shot out a Spiritual Dipper.    

    

Three Spiritual Dipper with completely different attributes turned into swords and sabers, flying towards the man.    

    

At the same moment, Duanmu Jing and the other two rushed out again.    

    

From this reaction, it could be seen that the three of them had a lot of fighting experience.    

    

With a wave of that person's hand, a condensed domain spread out, crushing all the sword and sabers of the Spiritual Dipper that the three people of Duanmu Jing's group shot out. Then, a sharp sword ray appeared, piercing towards the three people.    

    

Boom! The sword light was blocked by Duanmu Jing and the other two. The sword qi was layered and rippled in the confined space. Many vibrations landed on Wu Tie's body and still had a strong killing power.    

    

Duanmu Jing and the other two stopped attacking as well.    

    

In this exchange, the difference in their field was already apparent. Duanmu Jing and the other two's field was much worse than that person's field. From this, it could be seen that Duanmu Jing and the other two were indeed from the secular world. They were much inferior to the martial artists from the sect, and they did not have any Spiritual Soul with them.    

    

On the other hand, that person's strength was actually not that high. According to Chen Yu's judgement, he should only have the strength of a perfect third level Profound Dark Stage.    

    

Duanmu Jing let out a furious roar. The long sword in his hand stabbed out, bringing along a smoky sword shadow. The sword intent was like a dark cloud pressing down on a city, enveloping it.    

    

Feng Shao Wen swept past from the side as the aura on his body surged. The long sword of a Profound Artifact dazzled as runes circulated on it, transforming into a blade force that was like waves, overlapping one another, wave after wave.    

    

As for Jian Daohong, he had a tacit understanding with Duanmu Jing and Duanmu Jing. He wielded a halberd in his hand and endless runes appeared on the halberd.    

    

The symbols on the halberd carried a strong wood attribute spirit. The Spiritual Dipper converged together and combined with the domain to transform into the shadow of a giant halberd. It was as if it wanted to shatter the entire space of the cave, engulfing everything within.    

    

"A bunch of trash!" Faced with the three of them attacking him, the man sneered. A pair of judges appeared out of nowhere. With a wave of the judges' pens, mysterious runes began to circulate on them, emitting a cold light.    

    

The cold aura revolved, and under the support of the dense Spiritual Dipper, it turned into a judge pen and displayed on the surface, forming a formation that sealed the four directions.    

    

The man opened his mouth and spat out a stream of black Qi, which then condensed into a ghost mask, which then began to emit a soul devouring howl.    

    

The attacks of Duanmu Jing and the other two were weakened a bit by the demon howl.    

    

Afterwards, the attacks from the three players struck the pen formation and blasted it apart, but they were powerless to continue.    

    

"A few trash actually dare to fight against me?" The man sneered, and then slashed two of the judges' pens in two different directions. The pens cut through the void, and two sharp Spiritual Dipper s pointed out.    

    

In the next moment, the person pointed at Duanmu Jing in the middle with two more strokes in the air. As the runes flowed, a blinding light appeared. The two circles formed into two rings and descended towards Duanmu Jing. They brought with them a strong feeling of locking down the void and binding the God's Will, causing people to feel like they were unable to resist and break free.    

    

This pair of pen was a top-grade Profound Artifact!    

    

Be it in terms of cultivation level, Spiritual Dipper attribute, ability or strength, or strength of the Xuan Weapon, Duanmu Jing and the other two were at an absolute disadvantage.    

    

Bang! Duanmu Jing barely managed to block two circles. The Spiritual Dipper on his body suddenly dimmed and he had no choice but to retreat.    

    

On the other side, after Windhowl Wen and Jane Daohong destroyed that person's attack, they both rushed forward.    

    

But at this time, the man wrote with the judge's brush, the power of the Profound Artifact was displayed as though it was his hands and fingers, two runes flowed and the judge's pen released a sharp golden light aura that forced the two people to retreat.    

    

The demonic howl continued to resonate, causing the soul to move, making one feel extremely disgusted and nauseous.    

    

Duanmu Jing and the other two also knew that there was no room for retreat at this time, so each of them continued to throw themselves at him with their full strength.    

    

After all, they had the advantage of numbers, and the situation quickly entered a stalemate.    

    

Chen Yu watched the battle closely. With the help of the light that shone during the battle, he was able to clearly see that person's face.    

    

It was exactly as he had expected. That person's appearance was very young. He looked to be twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, had sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, and a very handsome face. However, this person's expression was cold and ferocious, and his aura was fierce and evil.    

    

There was no need to make any further guesses, as it was extremely likely that this person was someone from the Devil Sect.    

    

Chen Yu thought back to the incident with Zhang Zhen when he charged out of Langya Sword Sect. He was also from Devil Sect, and although they were young, they both had a breakthrough in their Profound Dark Stage.    

    

This fact meant that the strength of the Devil Sect far surpassed the strength of many sects!    

    

To be able to survive under the suppression of the Sacred Grounds, there was indeed something powerful about the Devil Sect.    

    

Boom! Boom! Boom! The Spiritual Dipper vibrated like a tide. The underground space constantly shook.    

    

Suddenly, that person opened his mouth and spit. Another stream of black gas sprayed out and it turned into a ghost mask.    

    

The second ghost mask also let out a soul shaking demon's roar, revolving endlessly around that person.    

    

Duanmu Jing and the other two's field immediately became unstable. Their attacks became even weaker.    

    

Swoosh! The judge's pen swept through the air, the sharp grayish black Spiritual Dipper swept through the air, causing Howling Wind Wen to be unable to dodge in time.    

    

Duanmu Jing and Jian Daohong's expressions changed and they were both shocked.    

    

Chen Yu shook his head. He knew he had to do something, or else Duanmu Jing and the other two would die.    

    

Taking a step forward, Chen Yu Qu flicked his finger. The Spirit Connecting Vine suddenly withdrew its spirit light and quietly flew out!    

    


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