Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Chapter 196. The Power of a Piece of "Guangling San"
Upon seeing this, Shi Feiyang was overjoyed.

He flashed like a black phantom, moving so fast that he was almost impossible to catch, and arrived beside "Iron Flute Scholar" Xiang Kun, snatching his iron flute from him.

Shi Feiyang took a deep breath, channeled his inner strength into the iron flute, and began to play "Guangling San".

The melodious flute music echoed through the canyon, initially like a gentle babbling brook, soft and soothing, as if it could calm people's inner fears; then it gradually became passionate and surging, the flute music containing endless power, like thousands of horses galloping, or like surging waves crashing against the rocks.

As the flute music began, the sword formation of the sword puppets started to show flaws, and the longswords in their hands began to tremble slightly.

The sword puppets tried to stabilize the sword formation, but Shi Feiyang's flute music grew increasingly sharp, like blades piercing through their defenses.

Finally, the sword formation collapsed under the impact of the flute music, and the sword puppets fell to the ground, turning into piles of black shadows.

Shi Feiyang stopped playing, let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the crowd around him, and said with relief, "Is everyone alright?"

The assembled heroes nodded in agreement, their faces showing admiration, and their gazes toward Shi Feiyang were filled with respect.

After a fierce battle, Shi Feiyang bent down to examine the weapons left behind by the enemy. The clear "cloud pattern engravings" on the sword made him shudder—this was the unique mark of the Divine Sword Manor.

These cloud patterns, with their smooth and intricate lines, resemble a surging sea of ​​clouds in the sky. Each line embodies a unique forging technique that is difficult for others to imitate. Shi Feiyang had seen similar engravings in his previous encounters with Xie Zhichuan, the young master of Shenjian Manor.

He pointed out the markings to the crowd, and their expressions instantly turned serious. The once noisy battlefield fell into a brief silence, followed by a flurry of discussion.

Liao Pei, the "Tongbei Fist" master, frowned and slammed his fist on a rock beside him, angrily saying, "This Divine Sword Manor, which usually puts on a righteous facade, is actually secretly playing these tricks, colluding with the Five Poisons Sect, and attacking us many times. It's truly despicable!"

Lie Quan, wielding the "Qiankun Blade," gripped the hilt tightly, the blade trembling slightly. He gritted his teeth and said, "No wonder this sword puppet is so powerful; it has the Divine Sword Manor backing it up. What exactly are they trying to do? Are they stirring up trouble in the martial world to profit from it?"

Xiang Kun, the "Iron Flute Scholar," gently stroked his iron flute and, after a moment of contemplation, said, "The Divine Sword Manor has always been ambitious. Perhaps they covet the power of our Xiong Ying Society and want to take this opportunity to suppress us so that they can dominate the martial arts world."

The crowd erupted in a cacophony of voices, their anger spreading and their suspicions and discontent with the Divine Sword Manor growing ever stronger.

Shi Feiyang's expression was cold and his gaze was firm. He calmly looked at "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen and said in a deep voice, "Xie Wen, you will take the aerial route. There is no need to dig too deep on this trip. Just carefully observe the true identities of those masked men. Our Xiong Ying Society has branches all over the world. You immediately send orders to the branches in the Central Plains and Northwest to have them conduct a secret investigation."

Upon hearing this, Xie Wen clasped his hands in a fist salute and said loudly, "I will obey the Grand Master's order!" As soon as he finished speaking, without making any extra movements, he suddenly turned around and disappeared into the cold air like a wisp of smoke, vanishing without a trace in an instant.

Upon seeing this, the assembled heroes exclaimed in unison, "Brother Xie's Flying Willow and Light Smoke Technique is truly unpredictable and extremely powerful!"

Everyone gazed in the direction Xie Wen had disappeared, their eyes filled with admiration, as if only now truly appreciating the extraordinary nature of Xie Wen's martial arts. After their initial amazement, they quickly packed their belongings, and with a mixture of tension and anticipation, continued their journey deeper into the Taihang Blood Mist, fearlessly facing the new challenges that lay ahead. That day, the chill of winter grew even more biting, and the sky was so overcast it seemed as if it might collapse at any moment.

Shi Feiyang and his ladies rode their fine horses, joining the heroes in a fierce race towards the Dragon Gate Ghost Cave amidst the raging wind.

The mountains and rivers outside Luoyang were completely obscured by thick, heavy clouds, and not a ray of sunlight could be seen.

The cold wind, like a roaring beast, carried sand and dust that scraped across everyone's faces like sharp blades, bringing a pungent, unbearable earthy smell that made people almost suffocate.

The massive and sinister outline of the Longmen Ghost Cave loomed in the gloomy sky, appearing and disappearing like a lurking beast, ready to devour its prey at any moment. The countless niches on the stone walls resembled cold, sinister giant eyes, scrutinizing these uninvited guests who had dared to intrude, sending chills down one's spine.

As soon as they stepped into the Ghost Cave, a strong and rotten smell hit them, mixed with a nauseating dampness that instantly filled their nostrils, making them want to vomit.

The cave was extremely dark, as if it had been completely swallowed by darkness. Occasionally, a few weak rays of sunlight would struggle to seep in through the cracks in the cave ceiling, slicing through the darkness like sharp swords, but only illuminating the mottled and increasingly eerie flying apsara murals on the walls.

The group moved forward cautiously and warily, their footsteps echoing in the empty cave, each step seeming to pound on their hearts.

Just then, a strange and subtle rustling sound, like the low murmur of a ghost, drifted from above.

Shi Feiyang's heart tightened suddenly, his pupils contracted instantly, and he shouted without hesitation, "Watch out!"

In an instant, the originally still flying apsara mural seemed to be infused with an evil soul, and the figures on it came to life.

Various hidden weapons shot out from the mural like a dense rain of bullets.

These hidden weapons came in all sorts of shapes. Some were shaped like thin willow leaves, gleaming with a cold light in the dim cave; others were shaped like sharp flying needles, whistling sharply as they cut through the air and hurtled towards the group.

At the same time, without warning, beams of eerie blue light suddenly shot out from the eye holes of the Buddha head above the cave. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be the Peacock Feather, the most vicious and feared weapon of the Five Poisons Sect.

Wherever the peacock feather went, the air seemed to be scorched by a raging fire, making a "sizzling" sound. Instantly, charred pits appeared on the ground, and the surrounding rocks were melted by the high temperature, emitting a pungent smell.

Shi Feiyang reacted with lightning speed, quickly activating his Mingyu Gong (a martial arts technique). Instantly, a warm, jade-colored halo enveloped his entire body, making him appear like a jade Buddha descended to earth. His Heavenly Frost Blade danced rapidly, its blade flashing and impenetrable, like an unbreakable shield, deflecting all the incoming projectiles. The projectiles struck the Heavenly Frost Blade, producing crisp clanging sounds and scattering sparks.

Having already studied the "Five Poisons Manual," the four ladies—Ellie, Bai Zhi, Gong Simeng, and Qi Meizhen—all snorted coldly at the sudden danger, their eyes revealing confidence and disdain, clearly not taking these poisonous tricks seriously at all.

(End of this chapter)