Chapter 381 - 380: Sword Rain Soul Stealing

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Chapter 381: Chapter 380: Sword Rain Soul StealingThe scene before Ye Tianchen’s eyes suddenly changed, leaving him at a loss for what was happening. Five young girls wielding swords were attacking him from all around, with the Sword Qi of the girl on the stone wall in front of him being the most formidable. This girl was the founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect, a remarkable woman whose skills even Ye Tianchen admired. Whether this was an illusion or reality, Ye Tianchen was somewhat puzzled because he did not feel any abnormal fluctuations in the energy within his body. Moreover, Dongfang Meng, still in a faint and leaning on the stone chair not far away, indicated that this was not an illusionary scene. But if this spectacle were real, then were those five sword-wielding girls real as well, having emerged from the stone walls? That was too unbelievable, wasn’t it? Whoosh! With Sword Qi crisscrossing, Ye Tianchen felt a killing intent and hurriedly retreated, performing several backward somersaults in an attempt to dodge the Sword Qi of the five attacking girls. However, as he somersaulted to evade, the five longswords persistently followed, with no reduction in their aggressiveness. Spurt! Blood spattered as Ye Tianchen’s cheek and shoulder were pierced by swords. Although the wounds were minor, it was enough to shock him. Each of the five girls was a top-notch fighter. Their movements while striking with their swords were so graceful and beautiful, yet the bone-piercing Sword Intent they conveyed was terrifying. Among these five girls, the most formidable was the founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect. Her longsword, coupled with her graceful figure, made her appear no different from a fairy. An ordinary-looking strike came with the devastating might of heaven and earth. Ye Tianchen could not fathom the full extent of this remarkable woman’s prowess. Ye Tianchen stood up from the ground, touched the bloodstain on his cheek, and furrowed his brows. Regardless of whether those five sword-wielding girls were an illusion or reality, the only way forward was to defeat them all. Otherwise, he saw no way out. In this vast palace, there was no other door. If he did not resolve the immediate crisis, he feared he would die right then and there. Thinking this, Ye Tianchen was not one to hesitate. Facing the five girls with profound swordsmanship, especially the sect founder of such a remarkable stature, how could he dare to be careless? He summoned the Taie Sword with his right hand, and it appeared in his grasp. A slight infusion of superpower caused the Taie Sword to tremble continuously. Although they had not yet achieved a complete integration after this period of synergy, the Taie Sword and Ye Tianchen were increasingly coordinated, and the sword no longer repelled him. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Having decided to strike, Ye Tianchen unleashed three consecutive slashes. True to its reputation as the Power Sword, the Sword Qi it emitted was overbearing, filling the entire palace and pressuring the five sword-wielding girls to involuntarily retreat. Keep in mind, these girls, including the Ancient Tomb Sect founder, with such prowess and strength, even made Ye Tianchen shiver. Yet the presence of the Taie Sword forced them to withdraw, a testament to its overwhelming power. "The Ancient Tomb Sect is truly formidable. If they desired to dominate the martial arts world, they might indeed have the strength to compete with Shaolin and Wudang!" Ye Tianchen couldn’t help but exclaim. Ye Tianchen was aware of the great power of the Taie Sword. The "Power of Might" was not a baseless title. In the face of this Might, all else was illusory and must be subdued. He had swung three times, each stroke laced with immense Power of Might, and yet, he had not managed to injure the five girls. Suddenly, the five girls who were being pushed back by the Sword Qi of the Taie Sword glanced at each other, four of them disappeared, or rather, merged into the body of the Ancient Tomb Sect founder, leaving only that remarkable woman locking eyes with Ye Tianchen as they both gripped their longswords tightly. "I mean no disrespect, but I do not wish for your Ancient Tomb Sect’s lineage to be severed!" Ye Tianchen said, looking at the remarkable woman floating in mid-air. Sёarch* The NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. With a thunderous boom, the entire palace filled with flying swords, all aimed at Ye Tianchen. He was stunned; with nowhere to hide in the crowded palace, the situation was extremely perilous. The swordsmanship of this sect founder was profound, and her Sword Qi was overwhelming. Ye Tianchen had no confidence in whether he could overcome this remarkable woman. Zoom! Ye Tianchen immediately got in front of Dongfang Meng. If the sword rain were to descend from the sky, relying on the Taie Sword, he might not face any life-threatening danger. However, Dongfang Meng, who was unconscious, would likely lose her life. If Ye Tianchen failed to protect Dongfang Meng and find the cultivation method of the Jade Maiden Heart Scripture, what would have been the point of him taking so many risks within the Ancient Tomb Sect? "Sword Rain Soul Stealing!" A very pleasant voice, celestial-sounding and delightful, Ye Tianchen almost couldn’t help but indulge in it. But in an instant, a boundless killing intent surged toward them. The countless sword Qi within the palace vibrated and charged towards Ye Tianchen and Dongfang Meng. The air had long been torn apart. Ye Tianchen stepped back, shielding Dongfang Meng with his body, while continuously swinging the Taie Sword in his right hand to deflect the incoming sword rain. The palace was engulfed in sword rain and explosive sounds. Some of the flying swords, repelled by Ye Tianchen, were embedded in the stone walls, while others pierced through the stone pillars of the palace with great ferocity. "Thud!" A flying sword pierced through Dongfang Meng’s shoulder. Ye Tianchen froze for a moment and frowned. Though he wielded the Taie Sword, he still couldn’t completely block the incessant sword rain. Each flying sword harbored an exceptional killing intent, fiercely impressive. The founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect, a prodigious woman, indeed evoked great awe and astonishment. Ye Tianchen felt a profound sense of helplessness. "Thud!" A flying sword pierced through Ye Tianchen’s left arm, causing blood to flow freely. He paid it no heed and positioned himself before Dongfang Meng, persistently deflecting and dispatching the swords. Faced with the onslaught of tens of thousands of flying swords, it was an impossible task for any person to shatter all these swords imbued with immense killing intent. "Thud, thud, thud," Ye Tianchen sustained multiple punctures from the flying swords. Although none of the injuries were fatal—he managed to dodge the lethal spots—it was clear that both he and Dongfang Meng were bound to die; it was just a matter of time. Just as Ye Tianchen prepared to use the Great Killing Skill, even if it meant tapping into his most powerful strength, he could not allow himself to die here. Suddenly, Ye Tianchen touched his cheek and found, to his surprise, no trace of blood nor a sensation of pain. Although his body seemed bloodied from the swords, he felt no pain, which was abnormal and strange. Caught off guard by the spectacle of the many swords, he hadn’t noticed at first. "So that’s it. Truly formidable and impressive!" Ye Tianchen smiled, let the Taie Sword in his right hand droop, and ceased to resist. Instead, he walked towards the center of the palace, toward the founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect. "Thud..." As many flying swords pierced his body, blood flowed profusely, but Ye Tianchen still didn’t resist. Even though he was riddled with wounds, he still maintained a smile as he approached the founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect. The young woman was briefly stunned, a slight smile forming on her lovely, breathtakingly beautiful face. Her right hand held a longsword at Ye Tianchen’s forehead, the blade inching into his brow as blood trickled down. Ye Tianchen closed his eyes, feeling and discerning. When Ye Tianchen opened his eyes once more, everything inside the palace had vanished, as if nothing had ever existed. The five sword-wielding girls, including the wounds on his and Dongfang Meng’s body, were no longer present—as if nothing had happened. It was all an illusion. "To create an illusion so real that one cannot tell if it is genuine, only the most formidable Illusion Technique Superpower User could perhaps achieve this..." Ye Tianchen couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration. In reality, Ye Tianchen had thought he and Dongfang Meng were doomed. When he touched his face and found no trace of blood and felt no pain despite the numerous stabbings, it was highly unusual and peculiar. In an instant of stupor, it all became clear to him—it was all an illusion, one that reached a state of indistinguishable realism. He had not expected that the founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect, this extraordinary woman, was capable of such profound comprehension of Illusion Technique, in addition to creating the incomparable Jade Maiden Heart Scripture. How formidable was that? It was all an illusion, one that felt so genuine, so indistinguishable between reality and fantasy. Ye Tianchen couldn’t help but admire and marvel inwardly. On Earth, and especially in the ancient times, for there to be such intelligent and powerful individuals, and a woman no less, was indeed an environment replete with hidden dragons and crouching tigers. The Ancient Martial Sects truly had much worth exploring. Ye Tianchen stood in the center of the palace, observing the woman on the opposite stone wall, brandishing her flying sword. Her every motion and smile exuded a stunning charm, a remarkable woman deserving of respect, who unfortunately didn’t get to have the love she desired. She grew old alone. Otherwise, such a woman would have undoubtedly made a mark in history and would have been remembered by many. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

Chapter 381 - 380: Sword Rain Soul Stealing

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