Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 2251: Chapter 2295: Have to Give It Sooner or Later

Jian Sankuang frowned deeply. "Wan Jian, are you crazy? Why are you giving him so many spirit swords?"

It was the Seven Swords who owed Jiang Fan a favor. Why was Wan Jian Xianzhe inexplicably giving away such a heavily valued treasure?

Although they were top-grade spirit swords, there were a full two hundred of them. In the massive Martial Vault, aside from Wan Jian Xianzhe, who loved collecting renowned swords from all over the world, no one could gather such a collection.

Wan Jian Xianzhe stroked his beard and smiled. "I have to give them to him sooner or later. I might as well do it now."

Jian Sankuang’s expression froze. She hurriedly said, "Are you misunderstanding something? He and I only have a little bit of a relationship. It’s not what you think!"

In response, Wan Jian Xianzhe simply smiled without saying a word. His meaning was clear: keep making excuses, see if I believe a word of it.

Jian Sankuang glared at Jiang Fan in annoyance. "You are not allowed to accept them!

"You can’t even control this many swords. I’ll just give you a few Top-grade Spirit Swords later."

Jiang Fan had initially been a little hesitant. Accepting such valuable treasures from someone for no reason was truly inappropriate. But Jian Sankuang’s tone left him speechless. Was it any of her business whether he accepted them or not?

"I’m accepting them!" Jiang Fan took the Sword Box with both hands.

Jian Sankuang gritted her teeth. She wondered if this bastard even knew what kind of gift it was before daring to accept it.

"Hurry up and give it back..."

Just as she reached out to snatch it, the world barrier of Nanqian was suddenly torn open, revealing a rift. The auras of dozens of Sages erupted outward. Nanqian’s powerful enemies had caught up!

Jiang Fan put away the Sword Box, decisively threw himself into Jian Sankuang’s arms, and said, "Capture me!"

Hit suddenly in the chest, a flash of awkwardness crossed Jian Sankuang’s face. But she still did as told, grabbing Jiang Fan by the throat.

SWISH SWISH SWISH—

The experts of Nanqian resembled a dense, dark cloud that instantly enveloped the sky above them.

Wan Jian Xianzhe’s eyes turned sharp and cold. "Inside Nanqian, I can’t do anything to you," he scoffed. "But out in the Void, you have no right to be Arrogant!"

He raised his hand and grasped at the air. With a resonant clang, the ten-thousand-foot giant sword stabbed into Nanqian pulled itself out. The vast, oppressive might unique to a World Artifact soared into the clouds, scattering the experts of Nanqian.

"A World Artifact from the Martial Vault?" The Bone Struggle Sage’s eyelids twitched wildly as he hastily retreated.

Feng Lingxiao also revealed a look of horror, frantically retreating into the distance. A World Artifact wielded by an expert in the Three Calamities Realm guaranteed invincibility within the same realm. No one dared to step forward!

Jian Sankuang wiped the Blood of the Sage from the corner of her mouth, her gaze fierce. "Martial Vault, we will remember this debt!

"The day you raise your troops is the day we settle old scores!

"Let’s go!"

Wan Jian Xianzhe tapped his toes, and the giant sword carried the four of them away amidst a thunderous rumble.

Jiang Fan glanced at Feng Lingxiao, who was hiding in the distance, and felt secretly disappointed. His plan had been to kill him in the chaos, but now he could only take a long-term approach. He would first have to shake off Nanqian’s pursuers and look for an opportunity to return to Nanqian later.

"Is my Nanqian a place you can leave just because you want to?" an old, hoarse voice echoed from the depths of Nanqian.

Jiang Fan’s heart chilled. This voice belonged to the Minister of Nanqian!

Before anyone could react, a massive Handprint shattered Nanqian’s world barrier and shot toward them. The Handprint gradually grew larger. By the time it rushed into the Void, it was already as boundless as the sky itself. Streaks of unfathomable heavenly might whipped up majestic, terrifying waves in the Void.

Wan Jian Xianzhe’s face instantly grew solemn. "You old monster, you’re pushing things too far!"

As the Handprint struck down, he activated the World Artifact beneath his feet and slashed viciously at the sky-obscuring giant palm. Strands of supreme sword light that surpassed the Laws cleaved an opening in the incoming giant palm, like a Sky Opening.

The giant palm brushed past the giant sword, but the destructive shockwave it created was incredibly astonishing. Jiang Fan’s heart pounded with terror. He actually felt as if he were facing the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis at close range! Just how strong was this Prime Minister?

SPURT—

Bearing the brunt of the attack, Wan Jian Xianzhe’s body cracked apart as blood gushed out wildly. He was just a hair away from having his Dao body shattered.

The Long Ming Sage’s three-foot-tall body fared no better. Already injured, his physical form exploded on the spot. A cluster of his soul clutched a Life Space Pocket, attempting to flee into the distance. But how could he outrun the residual might of the giant palm?

Seeing that he was about to be obliterated, Jian Sankuang screamed involuntarily, "Leader!"

Without any further hesitation, she activated the three marks of Sealing on her forehead. With a tap of her finger, she intended to open all of them.

At this critical juncture, Jiang Fan’s expression turned stern. He secretly mobilized the Immortal King’s Undying Bell, shielding the Long Ming Sage’s soul. Then, he immediately inverted it over himself and Jian Sankuang, trapping them inside.

BONG BONG BONG—

The bell chimed incessantly.

Waves of terrifying, destructive light swept past them. After trembling several times, the Immortal King’s Undying Bell finally couldn’t hold on any longer. It blasted them away, enveloping them as it flew off.

The world spun around them. Faintly, they could still hear the clanging of the long sword World Artifact. By the time their surroundings quieted down, they had already been washed deep into the Void, only able to vaguely see the outline of Nanqian.

COUGH COUGH!

Jiang Fan coughed up a heavy mouthful of blood, his entire body aching endlessly. The brief bout of intense dizziness and tumbling had almost knocked his heart and lungs out.

Jian Sankuang wasn’t feeling well either. Clutching her chest, she murmured, "Is a casual strike from that old monster really that terrifying?"

The Long Ming Sage tightly hugged the Life Space Pocket, lingering fear in his voice. "Fortunately, young friend Jiang Fan intervened. Otherwise, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have even been able to save my soul."

It wasn’t just him; in her injured state, Jian Sankuang wouldn’t have fared much better.

"We owe you another huge favor."

Jiang Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "You exaggerate, Senior. You should leave quickly. Otherwise, if the Sages of Nanqian catch up, it will be hard for you to get away."

The Long Ming Sage’s expression turned grim. They had already been separated from the World Artifact. Between the two of them, one was heavily injured, and the other was reduced to a mere soul. They definitely couldn’t withstand the pursuit of Nanqian’s Three Calamities Realm experts.

"Sankuang, let’s go quickly," the Long Ming Sage said.

Jian Sankuang looked at Jiang Fan instead. "What about you?"

Jiang Fan put away the Immortal King’s Undying Bell and said, "I still need to make a trip back to Nanqian. Take this." He took out a bottle of Water of Life, grabbed her hand, and stuffed it into her palm.

"Water of Life to replenish vitality?" Jian Sankuang revealed a look of surprise.

Jiang Fan said, "Take care on your journey. I hope we can meet again." With that, he soared into the air and flew backward.

Jian Sankuang reached out a hand, subconsciously wanting to ask him to stay.

The Long Ming Sage’s eyes showed approval. "He shows you great affection and loyalty. You have not entrusted yourself to the wrong person."

Jian Sankuang snapped back to reality and said urgently, "There really is nothing between me and him..." As she said those last words, images from the library’s books uncontrollably surfaced in her mind, causing her tone to weaken.

The Long Ming Sage laughed heartily. "I understand, I understand."

Jian Sankuang was infuriated. She thought this old geezer didn’t understand a damn thing!

At that moment, a cluster of auras sped over from the direction of Nanqian. It was none other than Nanqian’s pursuers.

"Let’s go!" The Long Ming Sage’s expression shifted.

Jian Sankuang didn’t dare to linger, decisively executing Instantaneous Movement to leave. Before leaving, she looked worriedly in Jiang Fan’s direction.

The direction Jiang Fan was heading would put him on a collision course with the Nanqian pursuers. She wondered if Jiang Fan’s identity had been exposed. But the very next moment, a scene appeared that made Jian Sankuang’s eyes widen in disbelief!

She saw that Jiang Fan had also sensed things were going south. In order to evade them, he took out the Sword Box. With a raise of his hand, all two hundred top-grade spirit swords flew out. Moreover, he controlled them as effortlessly as his own arms, transforming them into two incomparably gigantic wings.

This familiar swordsmanship left her stunned in place.