Chapter 35 - 35 35 Burning the River

35: Chapter 35: Burning the River 35: Chapter 35: Burning the River Wen Yu’s complexion was bloodless, for he could not fathom how a junior from the Seeking Tao Realm could possibly step a hundred meters in one stride. Even he… was only able to capture the essence of three out of the Seven Ashes Steps, each step barely spanning twenty meters. The Seven Ashes Steps were extremely difficult to learn, and the feasibility of their execution was exceedingly low. Should the steps be misstepped, the circle of fire would dissipate, and there was a high chance that not even a single step could be taken. At the brink of life and death, Wen Yu admitted that he would never dare to use such a delicate spiritual technique. Yet this young man had succeeded in one stride. Behind the giant rock, the trio of mentor and disciples widened their eyes in awe, watching the black-robed youth with a sword, fearlessly charging forward amid the deadly silence of the world. The Autumnwater Sword in his hand emitted a luminescent glow, the heavily water-attributed blade bursting into flames at that moment. The intense icy water vapor from the sword body evaporated rapidly into billowing steam. The palm that held the sword glowed red as he rotated his wrist lightly, and with a low roar from Baili An, the billowing steam morphed into a skyward surging python of air. Meanwhile, the massive battle axe wielded by the corpse demon continued to swing down. Boom! The dark clouds above were directly pulled down under the terrifying force of that axe, causing a massive explosion in the air. The heavily oppressive air burst into an explosive sound. The few humans, sucked up to the highest point by a powerful force, were crushed into a spray of blood with black clouds on the axe even before it completely fell. Like the python-like Sword Qi crackling continuously beneath the fractured axe, the serpent’s head was as brittle as tofu and was cleaved open by a terrifyingly large gash. The sword tip of the Autumnwater Sword trembled violently, as if it could snap at any moment! Benei An’s circle of fire at his feet suddenly extinguished, and the Sword Qi turned into a python showing signs of collapse. Before the battle axe had completely fallen, he was already unable to withstand it. If he didn’t retreat, his mere Fourth Grade Seeking Tao Realm corpse demon body would likely be blasted into gore just like the bodies of those mortals at the highest point. Baili An turned his head and glanced at the deer caught up in the reverse wind above him, his usually gentle eyes now replaced by a fierce determination. A fight to the death! No Retreat! The giant battle axe roared down! Baili An’s eyes turned a bloodshot red, devoid of any distinction between iris and sclera, the entire eyeball replaced by a blood-like color. “AAAAAAAAAA!!!!” From his mouth, he let out a scream that wasn’t like anything human, harshly stomping his foot and stepping out seven fiery rings of light. Boom! Seven explosive sounds! Baili An’s body was encompassed by seven rings of fire, and even the specially-crafted black robe given to him by Jin Sheng started burning at the edges in an instant. The burning Autumnwater Sword slashed horizontally, its fiery light blending into the air python. The frosty air immediately ignited like the world’s fiercest oil, bursting into flames that formed a fiery dragon. The cracking head of the python rapidly fused amidst the roaring flames, angrily soaring into the pitch-black night and fiercely smashing onto the battle axe enveloped by dark clouds. The overpowering dark clouds, emboldened by the Demonic Qi, broke to smithereens under the python’s exploding impacts, dissipating into a towering black mist. Meanwhile, the deer and the remaining humans who had been pulled up into the sky also cascaded back down to earth. Baili An, trembling, pulled out the Glazed Treasure Umbrella from his waist, channeling Spiritual Power and throwing it behind him. The handle of the umbrella pierced down into the earth, stopping everyone’s fall. Under the exquisite control of Spiritual Power, the umbrella opened with a pop. The umbrella surface emitted a faint glimmer of glazed light, gentle yet forceful. Under that light, everyone’s fall slowed and they landed gently. The deer lay on the ground, its golden net getting tighter, teardrops filling its animal eyes as it worriedly looked at Baili An below the battle axe, struggling vehemently. Behind the rocks, watching the Sword Qi that had risen into a fiery python and soared towards the fiery river in the sky, Wen Yu’s spine had long ago straightened completely, his heart nearly bursting out of his chest. He couldn’t help the dry itch in his throat, tremblingly exclaimed, “Fen… Fen… Fen River Sword Technique! It’s the Taixuan Sect’s Fen River Sword Technique! Who on earth is this young man?!” The female disciple by his side looked slightly confused, with a trace of excitement and shock in her confusion, blurting out, “Fen River Sword Technique? What is that? Is it powerful?” At that moment, Wen Yu’s expression was beyond shock, his palms already soaked with layers of sweat. Searᴄh the nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. His gaze had already been replaced by that expanse of light, his eyes rabidly longing and fierce, “The Fen River Sword Technique is a set of swordsmanship personally created by the Sect Master of the Taixuan Sect. Even I don’t have the privilege to behold it, let alone learn it. How can this mere Seeking Tao Realm junior know the Sect Master’s swordsmanship!” Who is he? Those qualified to learn the Fen River Sword Technique were only a very few among the Inner Disciples of the Taixuan Sect, and he knew exactly who they were. But this youth before him, he was sure this was his first encounter. In his fiery robe, which consumed red flames like blood, Baili An, surrounded by persistent rings of fire, stood like a War God amidst fire, his blood-red eyes fiercely gazing at the humongous corpse demon ahead. His head, under the oppressive force of the axe wind, cracked open Korea.LogInformation: Blood wound—blood red fresh blood trickled down from his pale nose bridge, giving him an unusual sense of bloody handsomeness. He couldn’t tell what realm of strength the front-end corpse demon possessed. All he knew was that in his presence, he was like a speck of dust—utterly insignificant. He knew that the very next moment when the axe would fall, he would completely perish! He was so close to death, but for some reason, his heart was devoid of any fear, his gaze steadily meeting those huge lantern-like red demonic pupils. Sharp tusks protruded beyond his lips, and upon his fair handsome face, lines of bright red blood formed, resembling lively fine blood snakes, densely creating ancient unreadable characters. Baili An raised his sword, the sharp tip pointing straight at the battle axe, uttering an incomprehensible Corpse Language from his mouth. The voice shook the soul, and within this commanding tone, Wen Yu seemed to see a vast sea of blood, almost causing his entire head to boil over in excitement. In that instant, he nearly lost his mind, overwhelmed with madness. The corpse demon’s mouth emitted a ghostly light through the green Corpse Pearl suddenly dimmed and darkened as if suppressed by some natural born predator, turning pitch dark and dull. The heavy battle axe in its hand also stiffened instantly, coming to a halt just three inches above his head. The heavy body of the corpse demon, as if startled, retreated thunderously two steps. The blood-red light in Baili An’s pupils dispersed along with the faint seven circles of fire on his body, his gaze diffusing as if drained of strength. The Autumnwater Sword slipped powerlessly from his grasp, his whole body engulfed in flames as he collapsed. The deer cried out with urgency, wanting to rush forward to catch his falling body, but it was tightly restrained and unable to move. The Glazed Treasure Umbrella, having lost the support of its master’s Spiritual Power, could no longer slow the fall. With a thud, Baili An heavily hit the ground, creating a massive crater as dust filled the air.