Chapter 18
Chapter 18: Junior Sister Is Captured!
Falling Sun. Assaulting Art of the Truth Return level!
It was noteworthy that Scarlet Lightning was just a Spirit level Assaulting Art, but the degree of its power was still very terrifying. Besides, the vast and horrifying Swordlight that had been unleashed at the entrance of the Sol Sword Sect’s Scripture Repository earlier on, which was basically Falling Sun, had given Shen Changge an intense sense of crisis.
That was the most horrifying Assaulting Art he had ever felt!
If it was not for the irregularity of Phantom Shift, Shen Changge would have fallen already.
And most importantly, Shen Changge felt that the Assaulting Art that he had acquired just now, Falling Sun, was seemingly more complete than the one the Sol Sword Sect’s Sect Lord was using!
If he were to gain complete mastery over this technique, the power he would be able to unleash might be even more terrifying than that!
He could not help but smile.
“Your end has come.”
There was a figure in the sky with extremely cold eyes, a solemn expression, and a murderous look!
“Falling Sun!”
Ka-boom!
In an instant, the Assaulting Sword in the sky emitted majestic energy like the sun rising from the east. The air was infused with so much energy that it distorted and seemed to protest!
Golden rays of light containing great power descended.
Shen Changge smiled.
He looked at Lin Jianghong with a cryptic smile. The corner of Lin Jianghong’s mouth twitched. Being stared at like that by Shen Changge, he was not feeling too comfortable. This guy…
Was too strange!
Stepping foot into the Sol Sword Sect was like a vacation for him. It was extremely weird. However, for some reason, he felt like Shen Changge was after something! But the only thing he felt was that he was being toyed with!
The very next moment, Shen Changge abruptly vanished from where he had been.
That cursed Move Technique!
Lin Jianghong was pissed, but he couldn’t do anything about it!
However, right at that very moment, Lin Jianghong raised his head in astonishment. There was an aura that seemed as if it had deliberately been exposed for him to sense. He raised his head, and his Divine Bridge stage ocular powers allowed him to see a figure leisurely heading off into the distance in the area adjacent to the dark mist. As that person left, he even waved to Lin Jianghong as if to tell him, “I’m leaving, don’t miss me.”
This…
Lin Jianghong yelled out in a rage. He lashed out a few times with his sword but was still not able to vent his anger!
And at that moment, Shen Changge was walking into the dark mist. His current Cultivation Base was Early-stage Liberation, but with the unique features of Phantom Shift, even powerhouses at the Divine Bridge stage were no match for him.
It’s time that I return.
I really gained a lot today!
Shen Changge felt pleased. As he made his way back, whenever the demons felt his aura, they were all compelled to back off.
…
“Great master, we found a few bodies in Tranquil Forest… those people aren’t from the Empyrean Sword Sect, and even the weakest among them is at the Enlightenment stage!”
At that moment, within the Empyrean Sword Sect, a disciple had come out of nowhere to report to Zhang Sanjian.
What?
People from another sect…?
They had died in the Empyrean Sword Sect’s Tranquil Forest?
When had they snuck in, and when had they died?
For a moment, after Zhang Sanjian learned this information, his mind was hit by many thoughts. Two streams of blood flowed down from his nose. It was due to the upsurge of Qi and Blood caused by the chaotic movement of internal Spiritual Energy.
“Take me there!” he said.
Arriving at Tranquil Forest, for a moment, it could be said that Zhang Sanjian was panic-stricken. That was because, among the dead disciples, there were even people who had reached the peak of the Qi Bending stage. However, without exception, all of them had succumbed to one single blow.
“Arising phase…”
With a solemn expression, he put bits and pieces of what happened together from their wounds.
“Tempest Force… the strongest Riding Art type…”
Did they really have such a star within the sect? If he guessed correctly, these bodies belonged to people who infiltrated the sect. However, they were caught by chance and then slaughtered one after another…
That terrifying sword technique…
Zhang Sanjian held his hand up to a wound, seemingly wanting to feel the lingering power of the sword that still remained. For a moment, even he felt fearful. However, at the same time, he was shocked. Although the feeling was not too vivid, he had a hunch that the sword that had inflicted those wounds was driven by the Empyrean Sword Manual’s Riding Sword Section!
But how was that possible?
Zhang Sanjian could not help but shudder. Even his beard quivered a little. That was absolutely impossible! One must know that, due to the profoundness of the Empyrean Sword Manual and its extraordinary significance, he had only taught it to his youngest disciple, Mo Qingchen. As Shen Changge’s innate talent was terrible, Zhang Sanjian was not bold enough to guide him in the way of the Empyrean Sword Manual. He was afraid that the kid would end up vomiting blood and he, as the one with greater seniority, would have to send him off instead.
Besides, he could feel from the wounds that the essence of the Empyrean Sword Manual used against these people was even purer than what he had mastered.
So.
Who was it?
Zhang Sanjian furrowed his brows as he thought. However, at that moment, a figure leisurely strolled over from off in the distance.
It was Shen Changge!
That handsome appearance, beanstalk body, and that little c*nt face; could it really be him?
Zhang Sanjian gave himself a rough slap across the face.
Has old age gotten the best of me?
Shen Changge naturally did not know about what had happened. He greeted Zhang Sanjian and left.
Amid the crowd at that moment, people were repeatedly making guesses. Some said that there must have been hidden powerhouses in the sect and that they were guarding the sect in secret. Some said that there would not be any demons there. They were killed with a sword but there were many kinds of demons after all, so, what if there was one who could control people?
In the face of all of the rumors and speculation, Ji Ling became curious as well. He rubbed the little skeleton in his arms.
“Skeleton, who is the strongest person in the sect right now? And who is the one who killed these men? Any ideas?”
“The… the… the…”
“Don’t talk, just gesture.” Ji Ling’s face turned dark as he smacked the skull of the half-dead skeleton. I’m gonna die of anxiousness if I hear you talk.
The little skeleton suddenly began turning.
At last, the little skeleton faced towards the one person that Ji Lin would never dare to believe capable of this.
The figure leisurely strolled away.
It was his senior brother.
Shen Changge?
How was that possible?
Ji Ling suddenly remembered how the little skeleton had suddenly become fractured as he was about to sacrifice his senior brother…
His pupils contracted, and as he looked at that figure, he suddenly felt a sense of horror!
Could it be that…
Senior brother is actually a hidden star?
“Are you for real?” Was his senior brother actually more powerful than the Sect Lord?
However, the little skeleton suddenly turned around and faced Zhang Sanjian instead.
Ji Ling was perplexed. “???”
Now, all of the disciples of the Empyrean Sword Sect were engaged in a lively discussion. After all, the appearance of a powerhouse like this that was secretly protecting everyone made them all feel extremely safe!
For Shen Changge, it could be said that he was the one who gained the most.
As he had unlocked the check-in location of the Sol Sword Sect, it was fair to say that he was about to become very powerful.
However, the next day a disciple came to Shen Changge’s door.
“Senior brother, junior brother has been taken away by demons!”
“Alright.”
Shen Changge sighed. How unfortunate.
“Senior brother, junior sister has also been captured!”
“What? Preposterous! My brothers, come with me to rescue junior sister!” Shen Changge glanced at the pile of dirty clothes in his laundry basket and a look of sorrow crossed his face.
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