Chapter 603: Kill Them All
Chapter 603 -261: Kill Them All
It used the principle of hiding the real within the illusory, concealing the true blade beneath layers of phantoms. Opponents would find it impossible to track, unable to distinguish truth from illusion, and would ultimately fall to the sword.
However, it was said that if this Swordsmanship was cultivated to its highest realm, it would grant the miraculous ability to make the real seem false and the false seem real. One could then switch between illusion and reality at will, and the profundity of the Sword Techniques would be nothing short of transcendent.
But the swordswoman’s Martial Arts were nowhere near that level.
But even without the power of the Great Perfection realm, she could still produce a total of seven figures, including her true self.
In an instant, light splintered and flowed as illusion and reality intertwined, creating the impression of infinite sword gleams. All of them shot toward Fang Shuwen’s vital points.
Fang Shuwen was in mid-air, descending slowly toward the sea. Seeing the mystical display of sword light, he couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration,
“Impressive Swordsmanship.”
‘The swordswoman sneered inwardly, thinking Fang Shuwen had run out of tricks. She immediately channeled her Inner Breath again, holding nothing back. In that instant, her Sword Qi surged even more intensely.’
But just then, Fang Shuwen’s toes tapped lightly on the surface of the sea.
Water normally offers no purchase, but with Martial Arts at Fang Shuwen’s level, he wouldn’t sink even when treading on the open sea. The slight buoyancy was enough of a foundation for him to launch himself upward.
His body flashed like a sword, and in an instant, he had charged into the midst of the countless phantom blades.
The phantom blades flew as thick as weaving shuttles, but they were all illusions.
Fang Shuwen’s fingers closed into a grip, and from amidst the illusions, he instantly seized the one and only true blade.
The swordswoman’s heart sank.
‘This is impossible!!’
Fang Shuwen didn’t know where she got such confidence. He had praised her Swordsmanship, but his praise was for the technique itself, nothing more.
Thanks to his Observing Traces Technique, her Swordsmanship was perfectly clear to him. He could see through the changes between illusion and reality at a single glance.
Breaking it was child’s play.
He twisted his right hand a few times, and with a CRUNCH, CRUNCH, the sound of the blade buckling echoed out.
His left hand followed with a punch, smashing down.
The swordswoman had no sentimental attachment to her blade, no ‘live and die by the sword’ obsession. Seeing the situation, she decisively let go of her weapon.
She channeled her full power into the Thousand Flow True Aegis!
Years ago, she had relied on this very technique to take a direct punch from a formidable master.
‘Today, I will create another legend!’
However, just as the thought crossed her mind, she heard a soft POP.
Fang Shuwen’s fist had already shattered her Thousand Flow True Aegis as easily as if it were nothing more than a thin curtain of water.
Her pupils contracted violently. Before she could even form the thought ‘This is impossible,’ the fist had already struck the center of her brow.
BANG!
The headless corpse crashed into the sea. The hearts of everyone who witnessed the scene clenched in shock.
Xia Weiyuan instinctively took a step back, horrified.
‘What kind of decent person punches someone right in the skull?’
‘One punch, and a perfectly good head was just… gone. Fang Shuwen’s brutality was exactly as the rumors described.’
‘I must have been blind to ever think he was gentle and refined.’
‘Refined? What part of this is refined?’
After killing the swordswoman, Fang Shuwen didn’t pause for a second. In fact, his leap hadn’t been solely for the purpose of killing her.
Thus, without a moment’s hesitation, he shot forward and extended his right hand in a grasping motion, repeating his previous technique. This time, his target was Wen Ruoyuan.
Though it might have seemed like a long time had passed as Fang Shuwen killed two people in succession, in reality, both the first man and the swordswoman had died in the blink of an eye.
By now, Wen Ruoyuan hadn’t even managed to get clear of the large ship.
Sensing the suction force of Fang Shuwen’s North Nether Divine Technique, his mind raced. Before the force could fully lock onto him, he flung his right arm backward.
SPLASH! A torrent erupted from the surface of the water.
As he circulated his Inner Breath, the water condensed into ice, forming numerous icicles. He used the pull from Fang Shuwen’s own North Nether Divine Technique to accelerate their flight, hoping to catch him off guard.
Unfortunately for him, Fang Shuwen’s North Nether Divine Technique was already at the state of Great Perfection. He could control the Cultivation Technique with a single thought.
He changed his grasping hand into an open palm and reversed the force. Feeling it still wasn’t quite enough, he switched from the North Nether Divine Technique to the Muscle Strengthening Scripture.
An immense power was instantly applied to the icicles.
VMMMMMM!!!
The sound of them breaking the sound barrier echoed in all directions. By the time Wen Ruoyuan registered the ominous whistle, it was already too late.
He whipped his head around, and his entire body shuddered.
The icicles had already passed straight through his body.
His body faltered for a moment. Without his Inner Breath to support him, he began to sink into the sea.
But just then, a powerful force seized him from the air, and his entire body flew uncontrollably into Fang Shuwen’s grasp.
“I can’t just let you sink into the sea. Who knows if you’re really dead or just faking it?”
‘Sometimes, Fang Shuwen felt that this world was just too much trouble…’
‘It wasn’t just that it was hard to tell real Martial Arts from fake; even the dead might be faking it.’
‘He had yet to encounter someone who had faked their death to escape, but for some reason, if he didn’t kill them with his own two hands, he always felt their death wasn’t quite real enough.’
‘He always had a premonition that the son of a bitch would crawl back up one day and give him a scare.’
‘So he might as well go through the extra trouble…’
He activated the North Nether Divine Technique and, while Wen Ruoyuan still clung to life, absorbed every last bit of his Inner Strength. Only then did he shatter the man’s head with a single palm strike.
‘He compared the Inner Strength from Hengyang Island and Profound Ice Hall. ‘As expected, one is ice and one is fire. How interesting.”
When he looked back, he saw that the gazes of the inheritors from the Forbidden Lands, standing on the four large ships, had frozen in shock.