Embers of Sword

Chapter 690 Escape to the North

Si Qi rode away on a crane.

Xie Xuanyi stood alone in the wilderness.

"Uuuuuu——"

A strong wind blew up grass clippings, and heavy, dark clouds, as heavy as mountains, surged from the distant sky, accompanied by the faint sound of ghostly wails.

Those people from Yinshan have arrived.

Just like I remember... Wild grasses sway in the wind, and a straight line rises from the wilderness, where the earth dragon lies dormant. Bai Gui, leading the Yinshan disciples, surrounds them, waiting for Si Qi to leave before officially beginning this siege and hunt!

"kill!"

Above the dark clouds, sitting in the center, was none other than Ren Zhong, the White Crane Immortal, the eldest disciple of the White Ghost.

Ren Zhong's sleeves fluttered, his expression was icy, and he formed hand seals to suppress the Myriad Souls Array!

Xie Xuanyi raised his hand and swung his sword.

Whoosh!
The chronic illness emerged from between his brows, and a ray of golden light rose from the grassland, crashing directly into the dark clouds.

Within the Ten Thousand Souls Formation, countless ghostly spirits howled mournfully.

The intent of annihilation burst forth to wipe them out.

These ghosts had no time to dodge...

In battles of this level, they can only serve as "cannon fodder."

Actually.

Nizuka, and even Hakuki... are all the same.

Yinshan was pushed to the forefront by Renshou Palace in order to test Zhao Chunyang's actions. If the Sword Palace leader was determined to make a move, then all of these people would die.

In front of Zhao Chunyang.

Renzuka and Bai Gui are no different from the ghosts in the Ten Thousand Souls Array.

"Well!"

In a single exchange of blows, Renzuka was forced backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The ailment was too sharp; he had used his Soul Banner to withstand the attack, and his natal treasure was almost cut in half!
"Such powerful sword energy..."

Renzuka manipulated the dark clouds, retreated to the back, and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his sleeve with a gloomy expression.

Isn't Xie Xuanyi at the peak of the Yin God realm?
Logically speaking, the two should be evenly matched... How come I couldn't even withstand a single move?
the other side.

Xie Xuanyi, who was suffering from a chronic illness, frowned slightly.

"Such weak sword energy."

Xie Xuanyi watched as the lingering illness trembled and surged within the dark clouds overhead. It took him two or three breaths to break the Myriad Souls Array, and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

"In this dreamlike realm, my cultivation level and realm have returned to what they were ten years ago."

Xie Xuanyi's mind raced, and he understood the reason.

Although his Dao of Annihilation has reached a high level of mastery, it has not yet condensed into a "budding embryo".

As for the Dao of Life realm, there was not a single sign of its formation!
Ten years ago, I only comprehended the Dao of Annihilation...

If I were to descend upon this battlefield in my current state, Ren Zhong, who had just formed the Ten Thousand Souls Formation, would not be able to withstand that attack for even a moment.

Don't even mention Renzuka.

Even the White Demon couldn't withstand his sword energy.

In this battle in the wilderness of Jiangning, Yinshan's entire army will be wiped out.

"Although I haven't yet condensed my Dao into the 'Path of Annihilation,' my insights are still there..."

Xie Xuanyi recovered from his illness and silently recited an incantation in his heart.

He tentatively offered his sword.

boom!
Suddenly, several towering pillars of mud exploded in the distant wilderness, sword energy ignited, and countless blades of grass danced and flew in the air!
"This is... a sword technique from Hundred Flowers Valley?!"

The earth dragon emerged from its underground state and, like a giant snake, rose high into the sky, suspended above the heavens.

Bai Gui, who had no intention of showing himself in this massacre, was forced to appear. He looked at the scene before him with a shocked expression. Within a radius of a hundred feet, countless sword energies rose from the ground like threads, and grass leaves flew up with the sword energy. The seemingly weak young swordsman in black only swung his sword once, and hundreds of Yinshan disciples were shredded into blood mist!
"What's happening here?!"

Renzuka's pupils contracted, his eyes filled with horror.

This sword strike had already transcended his comprehension.

Intelligence from the capital indicates that Xie Xuanyi is severely injured and his strength is only half of what it was at his peak... Is that half?
This guy's killing power is still comparable to that of a Great Perfection Yin God!

"really!"

After Xie Xuanyi unleashed this sword strike, his eyes lit up slightly.

"Because of the preserved memories... I can still use the Burning Flower technique..." This is the most advanced sword technique of Hundred Flowers Valley.

Even within the Great Sui Sword Palace, it is a top-tier sword technique that ranks among the top three. Its characteristic of being a one-way trip with no return and mutual destruction makes it especially suitable for sword cultivators with Xie Xuanyi's style!

This sword strike shattered the great formation surrounding Yinshan!

"Cough cough..."

After the Burning Flower Sword Technique shattered the Yinshan Grand Formation, Xie Xuanyi couldn't help but cough violently. Only then did he remember that using the Burning Flower Sword Technique came at a great cost.

In his second life, he could freely use the Burning Flower technique.

Firstly, because their physical bodies are strong enough, the side effects of burning flowers are minimized.

Secondly, because the Fountain of Immortality can be repaired quickly enough.

These two extraordinary abilities perfectly compensate for the shortcomings of the Burning Flower.

But in this life... I no longer have that condition.

"Even the Fountain of Immortality is gone..."

Xie Xuanyi subconsciously focused his divine sense into his dantian and felt a sense of emptiness.

Ten years ago, I had not yet condensed the Fountain of Immortality.

Although Xie Xuanyi knew that his master had stored a drop of "Fountain of Immortality" for him in the deepest part of the Yuanhuo Acupoint.

But this fountain of immortality only works in truly life-threatening situations.

"escape."

"We still have to escape."

Xie Xuanyi smiled with a hint of regret.

Without further hesitation, he took a deep breath, mounted his sword, and soared northward.

……

……

Ōsui Sword Palace.

The white crane landed back at Zhenyin Peak. It was already late at night, and dark clouds covered the area. Si Qi returned to his residence alone.

Not long after the lights were turned off, there was a rustling sound.

Si Qi ultimately couldn't stand idly by.

After hesitating for a long time, he chose to leave Zhenyin Peak and head towards Lotus Peak.

However... because Xie Xuanyi changed his choice, Si Qi was no longer tasked with "delivering the message," so there was no need to gather all the fellow disciples of Lotus Peak to share the news of his previous meeting with Xie Xuanyi. After thinking for a long time, he finally went to Jiang Miaoyin's hospital room.

"Sister."

Si Qi, carrying a lantern, hesitated for a long time before finally knocking on the door.

The candlelight was still burning.

Jiang Miaoyin is still awake at this moment.

There was a response almost the instant the knock was made.

"Enter."

Jiang Miaoyin spoke calmly. She was writing something at her desk in the room, the candlelight flickering.

"Senior sister... I just met Senior Brother Xuanyi."

Si Qi hesitated for a long time before saying tactfully, "The turmoil in the capital these days may be related to my senior brother..."

Unexpected.

Jiang Miaoyin, who was writing something at her desk, did not show any surprise when she heard this.

"……Um."

Jiang Miaoyin did not stop writing; she simply responded softly and then extended her other hand, palm facing up.

"Sister?"

Si Qi was stunned, not knowing what this meant.

The sound of ink being poured from the brush suddenly stopped.

The atmosphere in the room froze for a brief moment.

Jiang Miaoyin slightly shifted her head, looked at her junior brother, and spoke with some confusion and surprise.

"What about the letter?"

(End of this chapter)