Chapter 746 - 404: Origins? (2)
Chapter 746: Chapter 404: Origins? (2)
In pursuit of his sword, even the Supreme Sword Sect did not exist in his eyes.
Therefore, he was destined to have such a Sword Heart, such Cultivation.
But... what do the two people dueling before him count for now?
And in their eyes, what do sects, gangs, numbers, and legacies count for?
Dai Zongming’s face showed a hint of desolation, for the first time feeling at a loss and bewildered.
However, compared to him, the thoughts of others were far simpler.
They only wanted to know... At that moment, what was the outcome of the duel?
The dust suddenly dispersed!
It wasn’t natural; it was blown away by a gust of wind.
A fierce wind swept away the dust that covered the sky, scattering it in an instant, disappearing completely within the blink of an eye.
A large open space appeared before the people.
The soil was overturned, stones were scattered across the ground, and even the deep pit created by the Hundred Corpses Demon Monarch was nowhere to be seen, having been filled by the scattered dust and stones during the process.
Who could believe that, not long ago, this place was lush with trees, and now spring had come, making it even more vibrant and full of life?
But now... everything was gone.
There was only one person standing silently, holding half a corpse in their hand.
"Alliance Leader!!!"
"It’s the Alliance Leader!!!"
"The one in his hand is Prince Xi."
"Prince Xi is dead!"
"Where is the General? Could he be feigning death again to hide?"
"Such despicable methods from the dignified General, even resorting to such lowly tactics. Celestial Evil Cult indeed spares no means."
"Luckily, the Alliance Leader’s Martial Arts are unparalleled, escaping unscathed from such a sneak attack."
"On the contrary, Prince Xi met his end because of it!"
Amidst their discussions, cries of killing suddenly erupted.
Everyone was startled, looking around, only then realizing that in their recent chaotic fleeing, they had somehow been surrounded by the disciples of the Celestial Evil Cult.
A few Jianghu People who hadn’t reacted immediately were instantly slain on the spot.
Surveying the entire battlefield, some found that they had been running in disarray like scattered sand, and now they had been divided by the Celestial Evil Cult, seeming to methodically eliminate them one by one!
Some felt a chill in their hearts, sensing that they had again fallen into the trap of the Celestial Evil Cult.
Just as they were thinking of desperately fighting back, they heard the sound of a zither and saw sharp edges cutting through the air.
The figures of several Celestial Evil Cult disciples were instantly shattered and scattered.
Looking up, they saw that all from Yao Tai Sect, Celestial Sound Mansion, and Liaoyuan Mansion had gathered together, neither surrounded by the Celestial Evil Cult nor having fallen behind in the earlier chaos.
Immediately, their spirits were lifted, joining the crowd to counterattack the Celestial Evil Cult.
"Breaking us apart and attacking... For you and me, the conditions are equal.
"When you try to divide us, you must inevitably be divided, at which point, as long as my people stay united, we can eliminate you one by one."
Chu Qing’s voice slowly rose:
"General, it’s time for you to show yourself."
Earlier at that moment, the General hadn’t really appeared in front of Chu Qing, still using the initial technique.
However, this time, the manifestation was clearly more powerful, faster, and more perilous.
Chu Qing countered with Three Points Returning to Yuan Qi, a force the opponent couldn’t withstand.
The Sword Qi he condensed smashed apart immediately, and the current scene, rather than being the result of a clash between two people, was more a masterpiece of Chu Qing alone.
The Three Points Returning to Yuan Qi unleashed at close range was truly astonishing.
"The Third Young Master indeed has unparalleled Martial Arts; no wonder Prince Mu esteems you so highly, sending several missives to this general advising against making things difficult for you, and to retreat if necessary."
The General’s gentle voice slowly emerged, and his figure stepped out from the shadows.
It wasn’t that he was too obedient, coming out when Chu Qing called him to.
But because of the previous move, Chu Qing had already detected his hiding place.
Even if he didn’t come out, Chu Qing could still ’invite’ him? Rather than waiting to be laughed at, it’s better to step out openly.
"Seems like the words of Prince Mu haven’t been heeded by the General."
Chu Qing chuckled lightly, lifting his gaze to scrutinize the person before him.
Regarding his appearance, he was identical to the one who sat there chatting earlier, but ended up being chopped into two by Chu Qing’s blade.
But Chu Qing knew, this time, the person before him was the real deal.
Though the previous one also had a very strong technique, Chu Qing sensed something amiss the moment that person attacked.
This inexplicable feeling was hard to articulate—an intuition of a true expert.
He noticed that at the moment of attack, the person seemed to struggle... one might even call it painful.
A person executing their go-to Secret Technique should never exhibit such a struggle.
It should flow naturally, used as skillfully as a part of themselves, confidently and effortlessly.
Like the previous sword strike.
Like the person standing before him.
The General chuckled:
"When facing the enemy, orders from the monarch are not necessarily heeded, let alone just a Prince Mu?
"The grand strategy for the Southern Domain was set long ago; now is the time to close the net, how could it be disrupted by a mere Third Young Master?
"Otherwise, how do we account to the Sect Leader?"
"I hear the Celestial Evil Sect Leader is a peerless genius.
"Possessing unparalleled Martial Arts?"
Chu Qing wasn’t in a hurry to fight.
After all, meeting someone like the General was rare.
Having the chance to converse with them would provide Chu Qing a clearer understanding of the Celestial Evil Cult.
And just as Chu Qing’s voice faded, another voice suddenly came from Chu Qing’s hand:
"General, don’t fall into the trap. This sly young lad wants to find out the Sect Leader’s background from your mouth!"
The speaker was Prince Xi, held in Chu Qing’s hand.
He had only half a body left, yet his voice was still full of vigor.
To be honest, this scene was so bizarre it didn’t seem like it belonged in a Martial World.
What kind of Martial World can have half a corpse talking?
And with such arrogance.
But the Celestial Evil Cult’s Martial Arts were too strange, with Prince Xi’s Silk Thread Puppetry at the forefront.
Even bodies could be utilized by him; half a corpse speaking... doesn’t really seem strange, does it?
Chu Qing turned him around to face himself, with a slight furrow of his brow:
"Can you shut up? Your sudden speaking makes me feel like I’m holding something filthy."
Prince Xi paused, first enraged, thinking how could he be called filthy?
Then he pondered and realized, which made him even angrier:
"Are you calling me a ghost!?
"What do you know!
"My Silk Thread Puppetry is an extraordinary technique; do you truly believe what you face now is my true self?
"It’s merely a puppet show!
"Perhaps one day you will... ah no, you won’t ever meet me again.
"General, I command you to slay him!!"
"Please calm down, Prince."
The General spoke indifferently:
"Killing is not urgent..."
"Ridiculous! How dare you, do you not have me in your eyes?
"I even helped you hide earlier, thinking your Skin Peeling and Disguise Art from ancient texts could deceive my eyes?
"I aided your performance and you don’t show gratitude, even... mmm..."
He couldn’t finish his sentence because Chu Qing threw him to the ground, face down, and stepped on his nape, silencing him with a mouthful of dirt.
The General felt a rare peace, with a faintly comfortable expression appearing on his face.
But he still spoke:
"Daring to disrespect Prince, you deserve to die!"
Chu Qing’s eyes narrowed slightly:
"General... May I ask one question.
"Where does your Celestial Evil Cult originate from?"
Upon hearing this, silence fell instantly.
Even Prince Xi, struggling on the ground, ceased moving.
Only distant cries of battle continued incessantly.
Yet the current situation was starkly different from what the General envisioned.
Even before meeting, the General was plotting this battle.
He instructed the boy who served him tea to perform the Skin Peeling and Disguise Art, disguising him in his own likeness, while storing his Inner Strength in the boy’s Acupoints.
Allowing him to display his Secret Technique.
Although it only held one Technique’s power... it was enough to fool others.