Chapter 584: Chapter 315: Renowned in the Spiritual Realm, Pursuit of Thousand Martial Hall_2
The elder didn’t answer, instead furrowing his brows.
The Cold Abyss Blade was not on Xu Yan, could he have thrown it away?
But how could that be possible, that was a Divine Artifact!
Was it hidden somewhere?
“Reveal the whereabouts of the Cold Abyss Blade, and I’ll grant you a quick end!”
The elder said coldly.
Xu Yan smiled, waved his hand, and produced the Cold Abyss Blade.
“This broken blade, if you have the ability, come and take it back.”
Immediately, he stuffed the Cold Abyss Blade back into his Storage Ring.
The elder was shocked beyond measure.
That wasn’t a Storage Bag and it could store a Divine Artifact?
“Death comes!”
The elder growled lowly, his white hair flying, and a flush appearing on his aged face.
A cold, deathly aura surged out, and he threw a fierce punch towards Xu Yan.
Xu Yan unleashed a sword strike that enveloped everything with the Mountain and River.
Boom!
The mountain and river collapsed, the elder closed in, throwing another punch.
The killing intent was piercing, filled with a deathly aura.
“Mere child’s play!”
Xu Yan sneered coldly.
He dared not prolong the fight, or else the Blade-handling Elder from the Thousand Martial Hall would catch up, and it would take considerable time to shake him off.
Buzz!
In that instant, Xu Yan delivered a slash, merging the Sudden Wind Sword Intent with the Mountain and River Sword Intent. It seemed like one sword strike, yet it was as if the lives of mountains and rivers wielded the sword, striking down.
The elder’s expression slightly darkened, a greyish glow surged from his body, wrapped in a deathly aura, enveloping his whole being.
At this moment, the temperature around seemed to drop, a chilling breath of death filled the air.
Swoosh!
He punched out, his aged body shriveled, his Divine Soul disintegrating continuously.
There was no pain on the elder’s face, instead, there was a smile, a cold demeanor.
Xu Yan’s heart skipped a beat; this attack was extraordinary, enshrouded with an aura of death. It was the elder’s lifetime of Martial Arts, all unleashed in this moment.
“Transcendent Spirit Sect does have some capability, so the Thousand Martial Hall even has such a secret technique. Could this man be one of the Thousand Martial Hall’s death warriors?”
In front of Xu Yan, two sword wheels appeared.
The Life and Death Sword Wheels!
It seemed like a trade of life and death, continuously eroding the elder’s strike. However, the elder’s strike was even more fierce than Wu Yuan’s, and that deathly aura, toxic like poison, kept creeping over.
Xu Yan’s spirit drove on, resisting that aura of death.
“Quite impressive!”
A trace of his spirit became tainted with the aura of death; Xu Yan decisively cut off that trace of his spirit, dispersing it into the air.
He continued to attack, and his figure gradually retreated.
But the elder’s attack was closing in on him, almost unstoppable, especially that deathly aura, devious and extremely toxic.
“To refine this aura of death by basing it on a lifetime of cultivation and Divine Soul must have taken a prolonged time, exacting a significant price,
“And it can only be cast when one’s lifetime is nearly depleted.
“I must admit, its power is indeed formidable; however, such a technique is nothing but trash in my eyes!”
Xu Yan maintained a composed expression while fighting. He had already deduced how the elder had cultivated this powerful deathly force.
The elder’s expression darkened, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
In just a brief exchange, Xu Yan had already roughly understood the root of his secret technique?
This boy is too monstrous, far surpassing the ancient Blood Demon. He must die, or else he will become a massive threat!
Boom!
At this moment, his physical body began to smile, the attack growing even more intense, the deathly aura nearly turning black, like bone-parasitic maggots, continuously corroding Xu Yan’s attacks, getting closer and more fierce.
“What does it matter if you know? You can’t dodge it!”
The attack had already locked onto Xu Yan’s aura. He had no choice but to withstand it; there was absolutely no escaping it.
And with Xu Yan’s strength, even if he did withstand it, he would still be corroded by the deathly aura, it would erode his Martial Arts foundation, corrode his Divine Soul.
He would certainly suffer heavy injuries!
Moreover, looking at the current situation, Xu Yan was unable to withstand it!
The elder’s gaze grew fierce, and Xu Yan was undoubtedly going to die!
With his death, although the elder wouldn’t survive either, others would soon find this place, and the Blade-handling Elder would soon be pursuing them.
The Cold Abyss Blade would be taken back.
And Xu Yan’s body would be hung in front of the gates of Thousand Martial Hall, deterring the four directions of the Spiritual Realm. This was the consequence of provoking the Thousand Martial Hall!
“Who says I can’t dodge?”
Xu Yan revealed a brilliant smile.
His figure instantly disappeared from its spot, shifting to a different position.
“You think…”
The elder hadn’t finished speaking when he suddenly showed a look of horror.
“No!”
His strike had lost its direction!
Although it had locked onto Xu Yan’s aura, Xu Yan’s aura had now vanished, yet the body was clearly not far away!
“All this time, I have been crushing my enemies directly, not implying I lacked other means. Today, let me show you.”
With a radiant smile, Xu Yan watched as the elder’s attack missed, and as it faded away, he watched the elder die in a mix of rage, unwillingness, and fear, without lifting a finger.
“You will die for sure!”
The elder let out one final roar, completely vanishing.
But his attack, the lingering aura of death, still enveloped the surroundings, and wouldn’t dissipate for a while.
“Thousand Martial Hall actually has such measures; the other Transcendent Spirit Sects must be similar. I should not underestimate them.”
Xu Yan muttered to himself, moving his body and vanishing in an instant.
Less than fifteen minutes after he left, an elder appeared, his expression dramatically changing as he sensed the lingering aura of death.