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

Chapter 289. Kunlun Snow Blade Slashes Demonic Shadows, Jade Soul and Icy Heart Reflect the Azure Sky.

The spring breeze in Ningxia, carrying salty grains, swept across the open fields, making the wooden roofs of the Northwest Salt Gang's houses rustle.

Xue Qiuchun leaned against the window, gazing at the surging white waves on the salt fields, as if she were in a frozen sea of ​​snow.

The room was filled with her carefully tended potted plants. Red plum petals fell on the edge of the celadon pots, while newly sprouted green ivy vines had quietly climbed up the carved window frames, outlining tender lines in the interplay of light and shadow.

She gently stroked the warm jade pendant in her palm; the character "侠" (xia, meaning chivalrous) gleamed faintly in the sunlight, the last warmth of Shi Feiyang when he left.

Last winter, as his cloak swept through the snow and wind of the salt fields, and the moment his Heavenly Frost Blade slew the assassin, she knew she could never look away. "If Miss Xue is ever in trouble, you can always come to Jiangnan to find me." When he placed the jade token in her hand, the calluses on his fingertips brushed against her palm, a memory that still makes her heart pound like a drum.

"Miss, it's time to change the dressing." The maid's voice came from behind.

Xue Qiuchun then realized that she had been standing by the window for a long time, and her skirt was already soaked with the dampness of the salt field. She looked down at the wound on her wrist—an arrow wound she had sustained to protect Shi Feiyang. Even though it had long since healed, it had become a mark of her longing.

In the dead of night, the wind at the salt field grew increasingly fierce, howling and crashing against the wooden houses.

Xue Qiuchun huddled on the embroidered couch, clutching the jade pendant, listening to the distant sound of the salt workers' clappers, and felt as if she had returned to that snowy night.

Shi Feiyang held her as they fled from the pursuers, his body heat seeping through her cold clothes: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Now, on the empty embroidered couch, only the moonlight draped her in a layer of cool gauze.

The next morning, she suddenly threw off the brocade quilt, and the jade pendant reflected a resolute light in the morning light.

Xue Qiuchun gazed at her pale yet stubborn face in the mirror and murmured softly, "Feiyang, you said you would help me no matter what... I don't want anything now, I just want you to look at me."

Her fingertips brushed against the reflection in the mirror, as if she could touch the tenderness in that person's eyes.

She put on her mink coat and walked to the salt field. The early spring sun shone on the boundless salt flats, dazzlingly white.

Xue Qiuchun let the wind tousle her black hair, pressed the jade pendant to her chest, and murmured, "No matter how big this salt field is, it can't keep me here. Spring in Jiangnan should be filled with apricot blossoms and misty rain. Will you ever suddenly think of me on some morning?"

In the distance, the windmills at the salt field creaked and turned, swirling up a cloud of salt mist that blurred her gradually moist eyes.

A north wind, accompanied by the howling of wolves, swept across the golden-roofed tent. Ellie, her hand resting on the carved arrow quiver, had her silver wolf head ornaments fluttering in the wind from her scarlet cloak.

The Naiman queen gazed at the southern horizon, her eyes swirling with a longing as vast as the grasslands, while the long sword at her waist reflected a chilling light: "If it weren't for the need to protect this land he conquered with his sword, I would have ridden my horse all the way to Jiangnan and chopped all those villains who dared to obstruct his return into mincemeat." Lin Wanqing leaned lightly against a vermilion pillar, a silk handkerchief embroidered with twin lotus blossoms pressed against her swollen belly.

This woman, who came from Changshengbao in Liaodong, had gained some heroic spirit from the grassland winds, but her eyes still held a gentle and tender quality: "Sister, don't worry. My husband said before he left that once the rebellion in Bozhou was over, he would take us boating on West Lake."

She gently stroked the hem of her silk skirt with her fingertips. "I've already prepared the Suzhou-embroidered boat awning, just waiting for him to return."

Gong Simeng leaned against the tiger-skin chair, her fiery red skirt spreading across the bluestone like burning flames.

She teased the infant in her arms, her silvery laughter startling the gyrfalcon under the eaves: "Look at this little tyrant! During his first birthday celebration, he didn't touch anything else but snatched his father's tiger tally." Suddenly, her smile vanished, her fingertips tracing the edge of her dagger: "When that heartless man returns, I'll make him teach his son a lesson on how to take an enemy's head amidst a sea of ​​soldiers!"

Bai Zhi, a beautiful woman from Miao territory, was dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit, with a barbed silver staff at her waist that gleamed coldly. This chivalrous woman, who had once roamed the martial arts world of Bozhou, now had a white cloud grass tucked behind her ear: "A few days ago, while testing my sword, the newly forged 'Jinghong' sword actually cried out mournfully under the moon."

She stroked the engravings on the scabbard, saying, "Every day I will carve a sword mark on the city wall. When I have carved a thousand marks, I will fight alongside him again and kill him seven times in and seven times out!"

With a touch of banditry yet breathtaking beauty, Liu Guihua strode over carrying a steaming food box. Grass clippings clung to the hem of her coarse cloth skirt, but her face beamed with a simple smile: "Try some freshly baked flatbread. I specially added osmanthus honey from the Central Plains."

She stuffed the snacks into everyone's hands, saying, "Even the most powerful hero needs to eat. I worship the Kitchen God in front of the stove, praying to him every day to protect my husband's safety." The five beautiful young women stood side by side, their shadows stretched long by the twilight of the grassland.

Suddenly, Ellie drew her longsword and carved a wolf totem on the bluestone: "My husband said that we are his weakness, but also his armor."

Sparks flew as the blade flashed. "When he returns, every gust of wind on this grassland will sing a song of joy for our reunion!"

In late spring, the Helan Mountains were shrouded in a thin, bluish-gray mist, and the unmelted snow on the cliffs fell softly, much like Guo Xiangyu's broken heart.

She leaned against the stone window of the Qinshishan Cave, her fingertips repeatedly tracing the folds of the carrier pigeon's message. The seven characters "Shi Feiyang has arrived in Ningxia" were blurred by tears, but a burning longing burned in her eyes.

"Xiao Xiong!" She suddenly turned around, and the jade flute slipped from her waist, striking the stone ground with a clear and melodious sound.

The pageboy Shi Xiong stood frozen at the door, holding the cloak—Miss Guo's hair was askew and her clothes were half-open, clearly indicating that she had hurriedly gotten up.

Crows took flight in fright outside the cave, their wings flapping, and Guo Xiangyu, gripping the reins, rushed out of the cave entrance.

Inside the Ningxia branch of the Xiong Ying Society, the bronze teacup in the hand of Liao Pei, known as "Tongbei Quan," shattered with a loud crash. "Outrageous!" He stared at the urgent secret reports fluttering outside the window, his beard trembling with rage. "The White Bone Sect has set up the Nine Netherworld Fire Array in Liupan Mountain. If Guo Xiangyu insists on going north, she is clearly walking into the tiger's den!" Before he finished speaking, Wu Zhong, known as "Iron Palm," had already grabbed his black iron gauntlets, and Xiao Lingling, known as "Mandarin Duck Blades," had already drawn her twin blades three-tenths of their sheaths.

At the foot of Helan Mountain, Guo Xiangyu's chestnut horse trampled the morning frost.

Her hairpins were disheveled, yet she stubbornly gazed southward. Suddenly, the sound of galloping hooves came from behind, and Xiao Lingling's red skirt cleaved through the thin mist like flames: "Sister, don't run! The White Bone Sect's 'Soul-Capturing Bell' has already laid a trap thirty miles away!"

"Get out of the way!" Guo Xiangyu pulled out her jade flute, the flute reflecting her red-rimmed eyes. "I'd rather die on the way to see him than wait in this cave, counting the cracks in the rocks until I become a waiting-for-husband stone!"

She jerked the reins sharply, and the chestnut horse reared up, its front hooves almost grazing Xiao Lingling's nose as it fell.

At the critical moment, Shi Xiong suddenly rushed forward and grabbed the horse's leg: "Miss Guo! Young Master said before he left..."

Her voice trembled with tears, “If he knew you were in danger, he would have abandoned everything to save you! Do you really want to watch the Grand Master ruin the lives of all people for the sake of his personal feelings?”

Guo Xiangyu's jade flute clattered to the ground. She looked at the tears rolling down the boy's face and vaguely saw Shi Feiyang three months ago when he left, his eyes red as he placed the jade flute in her palm: "When I come back, I will play 'Phoenix Seeking its Mate' for you on this flute."

As dusk settled, the carriage slowly drove back to the branch headquarters. Guo Xiangyu huddled behind the curtain, her fingertips digging tightly into the window frame.

The distant mountains gradually turned into dark silhouettes, and suddenly a night breeze carried the familiar scent of sandalwood—she abruptly lifted the curtain, only to see the scattered fragments of a jade flute on the ground, gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

On the ruins of the Famous Sword Manor in the Northwest, the setting sun dyed the broken walls and ruins a honey color.

Shi Feiyang and Xue Li leaned against each other under the half-collapsed pavilion. Her jade hairpin fell askew, and her black hair cascaded down onto his dark robe.

Xue Li gently traced his eyebrows with her fingertips, murmuring, "If only time could stand still at this moment..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shi Feiyang lowered his head and kissed her, the Frost Blade casually placed at his side, reflecting a gentle glow in the evening glow.

Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from the air, and a dark figure landed three zhang away like a hawk.

"Chief!" The newcomer was none other than "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen. The moment his iron claws hooked onto the broken beam, a cloud of dust rose up.

He caught a glimpse of a solitary tent in the distance, and noticed the lingering blush behind Xue Li's ears. He immediately understood, but turned his gaze to the horizon: "Zhong Renwang of the Beggar Clan, together with Dugu Yan, Xie Zhichuan, and others, has set up the 'Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Soul-Locking Array' in front of Kunlun Mountain, and even invited the Blood Venerable to oversee it, intending to trap you and your wife..."

Xue Li's jade sword was drawn half an inch from its sheath with a "whoosh," but Shi Feiyang pressed down on the back of her hand.

He rose, creating a gust of wind, the setting sun gilding his figure: "Since a demon like Blood Lord is still getting involved."

After speaking, she turned to look at Xue Li, her eyes still filled with tenderness: "It seems this honeymoon will have to end sooner than planned."

Xue Li lowered her eyes, concealing her reluctance, and used the tip of her sword to pick up a strand of hair and tie it into a bun: "I should have known better. Since the White Bone Sect dares to stir up trouble in the martial world, how could they allow us to live in peace?" She suddenly leaned close to Shi Feiyang's ear, her voice barely a whisper: "But last night you said you would take me to see all the beautiful scenery in the world..."

Shi Feiyang's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he took her hand and rubbed it in his palm: "Once we break this formation, I will definitely take you to the top of Kunlun Mountain to see the sea of ​​clouds, and to the painted boats in the water towns of Jiangnan to listen to the rain."

After saying that, he turned to Xie Wen and said, "Go to the Ningxia branch immediately and order the Thirteen Chasing Wind Riders to scout ahead. Remember, do not engage the enemy head-on." Xie Wen clasped his hands and was about to leave when Xue Li suddenly said, "Wait."

She took off the Ice Soul Jade Pendant from her neck and tossed it to him: "This jade can ward off all poisons, wear it close to your body." She then took out a brocade pouch from her bosom: "Inside is the key to Kunlun Sect's solution to the Bagua Formation. Although it is not complete, it may be of some help to you."

Xie Wen gazed at the jade pendant, still warm from his body, and was deeply moved. He then used his "Flying Willow and Light Smoke Technique" to disappear into the twilight in an instant.

Shi Feiyang embraced Xue Li, the Heavenly Frost Blade swirling in his palm with a chilling light: "Let's go. With you by my side, even if it's a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, what is there to fear?" Xue Li leaned into his arms, the jade sword and the Ice Soul Jade Pendant reflecting each other, casting silhouettes of them standing side by side on the ruins.

They set off on horseback, and after more than ten days, the majestic Kunlun Mountains came into view.

The snow on the mountaintop, illuminated by the eerie bluish light, shimmered with an unsettling purple hue.

The fierce winds atop Kunlun Mountain, carrying the chill of millennia-old ice and snow, were no match for the surging crimson demonic mist within the "Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Soul-Locking Array."

The black iron chains trembled violently at the core of the formation, with each link oozing blackish-purple blood droplets that rose up in wisps of poisonous smoke as they dripped onto the ground.

Blood Lord's scarlet robes fluttered in the wind, and the eerie green flames beneath his skull mask flickered in the thick fog, like a demon crawling out of the netherworld: "Shi Feiyang, you've finally come, but you won't escape today!"

Before the words were finished, the eight bronze beast heads roared to the sky at the same time, and purple flames erupted like magma, instantly turning the area within a radius of ten feet into a sea of ​​fire.

Shi Feiyang shielded Xue Li behind him. The moment the Heavenly Frost Blade was drawn, the icy blue light emanating from the blade collided violently with the purple flames in the formation, and the blinding light that erupted made everyone unable to open their eyes.

Ice and fire mingled in the air, crackling and popping, as icicles and sparks rained down like a sudden downpour.

Blood Lord sneered, and the Soul-Binding Rope pierced the air like a serpent, its barbs gleaming with a ghostly blue light, corroding even the air itself with black cracks. Shi Feiyang lightly touched the ground with his toes, using the "Hidden Body and Name" lightness skill to retreat swiftly, only to see Xie Zhichuan's longsword, carrying the scorching heat of the Kunlun Blazing Flame Technique, attacking from the left, while Dugu Yan's Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, stabbed out from the right, and Zhong Renwang swung his iron arm, the palm force of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms pressing down like a tidal wave.

"Snow Shadow Splitting Sword!" Xue Liyu's sword thrust forward swiftly, and thousands of icy rays poured down like a silver river, temporarily forcing back the Soul-Binding Rope.

But suddenly Shi Feiyang's pupils contracted sharply—an eight-sided black iron shield, engraved with runes, shot into the sky, its surface reflecting an eerie purple light that deflected all the chilling energy of the Mingyu Gong. The ice crystals collided with his protective true energy, producing a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

Shi Feiyang's movements faltered slightly, and Blood Venerable seized the opportunity to close in, his putrid bone claws aimed straight for Xue Li's throat.

Shi Feiyang's eyes were bloodshot, and his true energy erupted like a volcano. He unleashed the eighth and a half level of the Mingyu Gong, "Supreme Forgetfulness: Ice Soul Cold Prison"! The Heavenly Frost Blade instantly grew three feet of ice shards, and the cold air wrapped around the blade solidified into a tangible form. Wherever it passed, even time seemed to freeze.

The moment Zhong Renwang unleashed his "Regretful Dragon" palm strike and touched the cold air, the skin and flesh connecting his iron palm instantly cracked, and the blood that gushed out turned into ice beads and fell to the ground.

Xie Zhichuan's longsword was quickly encased in frost, and the intense heat of the Kunlun Blazing Flame Technique was like a firefly encountering a raging torrent in the face of the cold. Before Dugu Yan's Evil-Repelling Sword Technique could even reach her, her wrist had already frozen numb, and the longsword clattered to the ground.

"Slay the mortal world!" Shi Feiyang roared, unleashing the most powerful killing move of the Hundred Victories Blade Technique, which was as strong as splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

The Blood Lord roared and his body erupted in a burst of blood mist, transforming into a crimson tornado that charged forward.

But the moment the Heavenly Frost Blade cleaved through the blood mist, a mournful wail suddenly rang out from within the formation—the wronged souls that had been sucked into the blade's energy made a dying struggle in the extreme cold, and the blood mist was frozen solid into thousands of crimson ice crystals.

Seeing this, Xue Li forcefully channeled her inner strength to unleash the Kunlun Sect's forbidden technique, "Mysterious Ice Technique."

An ice dragon roared out, its body wreathed in icy shards that shimmered with a ghostly blue light, clashing violently with the crimson tornado. Amidst the clash of ice and blood, the Bagua lampstand at the array's core erupted with blinding light.

A glint flashed in Shi Feiyang's eyes as he activated the Mingyu Gong to its peak, causing the Tianshuang Blade to emit a dazzling blue light.

"May Heaven and Earth live as long as Heaven and Earth!" With a roar that resounded through the sky, the sword energy surged like a reversed Milky Way. Wherever it passed, the black iron chains snapped inch by inch, the bronze beast head was shattered into dust by the cold energy, and the purple flames in the formation were extinguished instantly.

Blood Lord was shocked and furious. He tried to stop them but was held back by the blade light.

Shi Feiyang spun his blade, its cold light flashing like lightning, and sliced ​​across Blood Lord's shoulder.

The black blood splattered out and immediately froze into ice crystals, which fell down in a soft rustling sound.

Fine ice patterns appeared on the skull mask, and with a "crack," it shattered inch by inch.

"Impossible..." Blood Lord let out a shrill scream, and the blood mist around him surged wildly.

But Shi Feiyang's Heavenly Frost Blade was already close to his throat like a ghost, the cold air emanating from the blade condensing into ice flowers on his neck: "I'll spare your dog's life today, go back and tell the White Bone Sect that the world of martial arts has its own justice!"

The moment the rising sun pierced through the clouds, the crimson mist that the Blood Lord had transformed into dissipated in the golden light, leaving only the lingering stench of decay in the air.

However, Zhong Renwang, Xie Zhichuan, Dugu Yan and others ran away faster than rabbits. Friends are like birds in the same forest; when disaster strikes, they fly away separately.

In a life-or-death situation, why would they care whether the Blood Lord was dead or alive?

The soft sound of Shi Feiyang's Heavenly Frost Blade sheathing startled the ice crystals off his shoulder. Xue Li had already rushed into his arms like a swallow returning to its nest, her fingertips trembling as she touched his blood-stained clothes: "This wound... was it from Blood Lord's bone claw just now?"

Her almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears, and her beautiful face was full of tenderness. "If my cultivation were not still shallow, how could I have let you take this blow for me?"

Shi Feiyang grasped her slightly cool hand and pressed it against his heart, a familiar smile playing on his lips. "This isn't my blood. I'm never hurt." His fingertips brushed against the stray hairs by her ear. "We are each other's sword, and each other's shield." Before he finished speaking, Xue Li suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed away the bloodstain on his lips, her voice tinged with stubbornness. "You're not allowed to risk your life like this again. If anything happens to you, even if this 'shield' of mine shatters into dust, I will still protect your soul from being scattered."

A mountain breeze carrying the stench of blood swept in, while in the distance, the black banners of the White Bone Cult surged like a tidal wave. Countless cultists carried ritual implements engraved with skulls, moving back and forth. The blood mist rising from the altar intertwined with the rising sun, dyeing the clouds an eerie crimson.

Xue Li subconsciously shrank into Shi Feiyang's arms, but still gripped the jade sword at her waist tightly: "Listen, the wails of those sacrifices... They actually used living people to sacrifice in the formation!"

Shi Feiyang put his arm around her waist, and the Frost Blade gleamed coldly in the morning sun: "If this formation is successful, the world will surely be plunged into chaos and suffering."

He looked down at the beauty in his arms, his eyes filled with a mixture of tenderness and murderous intent. "After we defeat the White Bone Sect, I'll take you to Zhongnan Mountain to see the sea of ​​clouds, and to Dali to admire the camellias. How about that?"

Xue Li looked up to meet his burning gaze, her jade sword trembling slightly: "As long as I walk with you, even if it's a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire, I will gladly endure it." Just then, a sinister laugh came from the White Bone Cult's camp.

A figure slowly walked out; it was none other than Xue Li's senior brother, Qing Mingzi.

His Taoist robe was stained with blood, and several skulls were strung on his whisk. His eyes were filled with madness: "What a loving couple! Xue Li, do you know how your master cursed you before he died? He said that you were bewitched by this demon and would surely fall into an abyss of no return!" Xue Li trembled and her face turned pale instantly.

Shi Feiyang felt the person in his arms trembling and tightened his grip on her hand: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Qingmingzi sneered, "Shi Feiyang, do you think you can protect her? The feud between your Xiong Ying Society and the Kunlun Sect will be settled today! Xue Li, if you kill this demon, I will take you back to the Kunlun Sect and forgive and forget. Otherwise, our fraternal bond will be severed here today!" Xue Li raised her head, her eyes filled with pain and struggle, "Senior Brother, Feiyang is not a bad person... The Xiong Ying Society has no feud with the Kunlun Sect. There must be a misunderstanding in what you say!"

Qingmingzi roared, "Shut up! If you remain obstinate, don't blame me for disregarding our camaraderie!"

Having said that, he waved his whisk, and countless silver needles shot towards Shi Feiyang like a rainstorm.

Shi Feiyang parried with his sword, and in a flash of cold light, he knocked all the silver needles away.

He looked at Xue Li in his arms and said softly, "If you are in a difficult position, I can end this feud myself."

Xue Li shook her head violently, her eyes gleaming with unwavering determination: "No! Now that I've chosen you, I will not waver. Even if it means going against the entire Kunlun Sect, I will stand shoulder to shoulder with you!" She drew her jade sword, its tip pointing directly at Qing Mingzi. "Senior Brother, please forgive me!"

Seeing her resolute attitude, Qingmingzi's eyes flashed with a ruthless glint: "Fine, fine! Since you've chosen him, don't blame me for being ruthless!" With that, he led the White Bone Sect members and charged towards Shi Feiyang and Xue Li.

Shi Feiyang and Xue Li exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with trust and determination.

They gripped their weapons tightly and faced the enemy surging in like a tide.

In the impending storm, their figures clung tightly together, like two inseparable stars illuminating each other's path, fearless even if there was an abyss ahead.

A fierce wind swept across the summit of Kunlun, swirling and howling with the lingering stench of blood. Qingmingzi's silver needles rained down like a storm, suddenly freezing into ice crystals half a foot in front of Shi Feiyang. When they fell to the ground with a clang, they smashed the bluestone with honeycomb-like holes.

Xue Liyu blocked with her sword, its blade trembling slightly: "Senior brother, when did the Kunlun sword technique become such a vicious method?" Qing Mingzi laughed maniacally, and the moment he tore off his Taoist robe, everyone gasped—his body was covered with blood-red runes, and the veins under his skin twisted and writhed like centipedes, revealing that he had forcibly fused the Kunlun Sect's "Nine Revolutions Profound Technique" with the White Bone Sect's "Blood Fiend Great Art".

"Insidious?" The skull on the whisk in his hand suddenly grew three feet longer, spewing out purplish-black poisonous mist from between its teeth. "Back then, Shi Feiyang wiped out my entire Qing family. This blood debt must be repaid in blood today!" He had gone mad and started talking nonsense.

In an instant, the White Bone Cult members formed the "Hundred Ghosts Devouring Souls Formation." Amidst the clanging of magical artifacts, hundreds of skeletons burst from the ground, their empty eye sockets flickering with eerie green flames, emitting a nauseating stench.

Shi Feiyang's body was enveloped in a vortex of icy blue true energy. He activated the seventh level of the Mingyu Gong, "Ice Heart Jade Soul," and the chill materialized, sweeping across the entire area: "Xue Li, hold your breath!" The Heavenly Frost Blade drew a half-moon of ice, and wherever it passed, the poisonous mist condensed into ice crystals that fell down in a flurry.

Xue Li understood immediately, and her jade sword drew out "Nine Layers of Snow Shadows," with thousands of icy rays and sword energy shining brightly together.

Before the leading skeleton cult members could even get close, they were shredded into pieces, their blood mingling and forming eerie patterns on the ground.

Qingmingzi unleashed the "Primordial Thunder Palm" with both palms, and as purple lightning flashed in his palms, the ground exploded with a deafening roar.

The pebbles shot towards him like bullets. Shi Feiyang used the "Hidden Body and Name" lightness skill to leap into the air. The Heavenly Frost Blade suddenly burst out with dazzling blue light - it was the "Hundred Victories Blade Technique: Heaven and Earth Coexistence" which was a fusion of Mingyu Skill!
The blade flashed like a reversed Milky Way, and the air shrieked with a piercing tearing sound.

Qingmingzi's whisk shattered inch by inch amidst the sword energy. He hastily used the "Blood Shadow Escape Technique" to turn into a blood mist, only to see Shi Feiyang sneer: "Since you have already fallen into demonic ways, you should know—evil cannot prevail over good!"

With a single strike of "Slaying the Mortal World," the Heavenly Frost Blade in his hand shifted dramatically, unleashing a devastating blow with the power to split mountains and shatter rocks. In the instant the blood mist exploded, Qing Mingzi's severed limbs rained down, his dying screams tinged with resentment: "Shi Feiyang, you will not die a good death..."

"Kill them!" The White Bone Cult protector brandished his bone whip, and twelve blood-red stone pillars shot into the sky from the formation.

A phantom image of the White Bone Cult Master appeared atop the pillar, his voice booming like a bell: "Shi Feiyang, you dare to trespass on the White Bone Cult's headquarters! Today is your death day!"

In an instant, countless blood-red chains burst forth from the ground, trapping the two in the center.

After marrying Shi Feiyang, Xue Li obtained Shi Feiyang's top-grade bloodline, and her power increased dozens of times. She swiftly thrust her jade sword, and the "Mysterious Ice Technique: Freezing Ten Thousand Miles" condensed into an ice lotus under her feet, temporarily blocking the chains.

Shi Feiyang's eyes were bloodshot as he activated the eighth level of the Mingyu Gong – "Supreme Forgetfulness: Ice Soul Cold Prison".

The icicles on the Frost Blade swelled by more than ten feet, and the cold air caused spiderweb-like ice patterns to form on the ground.

"Xue Li, protect your heart meridian!" he roared, unleashing the "Hundred Victories Blade Technique - Heaven and Earth Coexistence"!
The enormous ice wheel swept across, shattering the blood-red stone pillars inch by inch, and freezing the bodies of the White Bone Cult members instantly in the cold.

Amidst screams, the ice sculptures shattered, turning into a field of blood-red ice.

"Feiyang!" Xue Li saw Shi Feiyang covered in blood and thought he was seriously injured. She hurriedly dropped the jade sword and hugged her beloved man.

She trembled as she hugged Shi Feiyang tightly, saying nervously, "You said you would take me to Zhongnan Mountain to see the sea of ​​clouds... If you dare to die, I will travel to the ends of the earth to find your soul!"

The mountain wind whipped up the blood-stained sleeves of the two men, painting a tragic picture against the backdrop of the devastated battlefield.

In the distance, from the direction of the White Bone Cult's headquarters, an even more chilling demonic sound could be faintly heard.

Shi Feiyang smiled, gently separated Xue Li, bent down to pick up the jade sword, put it into the scabbard at her slender waist, took Xue Li's hand, and continued walking forward.

The gale-force winds were like knives, swirling the sand and gravel of the Kunlun Pass into a dark golden mist. Shi Feiyang and Xue Li lightly touched the ground with their toes, swiftly traversing the jagged rocks, only to see the Vice Leader of the White Bone Sect, his black robes fluttering, resembling a demon god crawling out of the deepest hell.

The man suddenly raised his hands, his knuckles bulging with dark blue veins, and roared menacingly, "Hand over the Jade Void Diagram, and I'll spare your corpses!" In an instant, the ground exploded, and hundreds of skeletal puppets burst forth from the earth.

These puppets were clad in black iron chains, their bones covered in dark red runes that twisted and writhed like living creatures, and the ghostly blue flames leaping in their empty eye sockets cast an eerie, ghostly glow over the surroundings. A putrid stench, mixed with the sweet, pungent smell of blood, assaulted the senses.

Xue Liyu drew her sword, its clear, melodious sound like a phoenix's cry in the heavens: "Husband, be careful!"

Shi Feiyang's Heavenly Frost Blade slashed out a half-moon of ice. Wherever the blade touched, the air emitted a piercing tearing sound. He unleashed the "Hundred Victories Blade Technique - Golden Dragon Coiling Claw" with ferocity. The blade energy collided with the bone spear, and the sparks that flew out actually condensed into ice crystals in the air.

Xue Li spun around and unleashed the "Snow Shadow Splitting Light Sword" with her jade sword. Thousands of icy rays poured down like a silver river, precisely piercing the puppet's joints.

But for every fallen body, three more pounced over the remains of their fallen comrades. Amidst the clashing of bone blades, the eerie melody of the "Ten Kings of Hell" could be faintly heard. "At this rate, we'll be exhausted sooner or later!" Shi Feiyang thought to himself. He lightly touched the ground with one foot, using the profound "Hidden Body and Name" lightness skill to leap three zhang into the air. His gaze swept across the carnage like lightning, and he suddenly noticed the runes on the Vice Sect Leader's fingertips resonating with the puppet. A sudden realization dawned on him.

Xue Li also noticed something amiss, and her jade sword suddenly pierced the sky: "Take this!" She fired three "Ice Soul Thunderfire Bullets" from her hand, and with a loud bang, the firelight made the runes on the white bone puppet look even more eerie.

However, the vice-leader vanished into thin air, leaving only a sinister laugh echoing around: "A mere trick!"

Shi Feiyang's pupils contracted sharply, and he suddenly grabbed Xue Li and spun back hastily.

A bone spear grazed Xue Li's temple, striking the rocks and leaving a foot-deep dent. The flying debris carried a deadly, bone-corroding poison. "What can the White Bone Cult's 'Shadow Shifting' evil technique do to me!" Shi Feiyang roared, his Heavenly Frost Blade flashing a golden arc, blocking another attack. The blade clashed with the bone sword, producing a metallic clang.

Xue Li forcefully channeled her inner strength, and the jade sword suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light. She bit her tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the sword: "Snow Soul Burning Heaven Technique!"

The Kunlun Sect's forbidden technique was unleashed, and the icy snow suddenly transformed into raging flames, scorching the skeletal puppet. However, the backlash from this forbidden technique was extremely severe; her face instantly turned ashen, and black blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. Yet, she still gritted her teeth and wielded her sword, each strike carrying a resolute determination to perish together with her opponent.

Shi Feiyang felt a pang of heartache, and he circulated the Mingyu Gong to the eighth and a half level – “Supreme Forgetfulness of Emotions: Ice Soul Cold Prison”.

A jade-colored halo emanated from his body, merging with Xue Li's power to form a shield of light.

"Break!" the two shouted in unison. Wherever the light shield passed, the skeletal golems exploded, bone fragments mixed with poisonous blood raining down. Passing through layers of corpses, a skeletal altar came into view. In the center of the altar, the leader of the Bone Cult, his body bound by blood-red chains, was frantically chanting incantations.

The blood flowing in the ditches around the altar converged into a river and poured into the central totem. Amidst the blazing blue light, roars echoed from the distant icy abyss.

Shi Feiyang and Xue Li exchanged a glance, their minds in perfect harmony. Shi Feiyang took a deep breath, and three-foot-long ice shards appeared on his Heavenly Frost Blade as he unleashed the "Hundred Victories Blade Technique: Heaven and Earth in Silence"!
The Snow Jade Sword shone brightly, displaying the highest level of the "Snow Shadow Splitting Light Sword" technique.

Golden blade energy and icy blue sword light, like two giant dragons, hurtled straight towards the altar.

The totems on the altar surface emitted a blinding black light, colliding fiercely with the attacks of the two.

The shockwave swept around like a tsunami, hurling snow and rocks within a hundred feet into the air, the roar almost making people faint.

Finally, with a deafening roar, the altar collapsed, and the skeletal puppets turned to dust.

Before the two could even catch their breath, the icy abyss beneath their feet shattered, and a demonic hand, blotting out the sky, burst forth from the earth. Countless souls of the White Bone Cult members were coiled around the demonic god, emitting mournful howls, and in its palm, it held a jade map radiating an eerie light!

The leader of the White Bone Cult was thrown back by the aftershock, spitting out blood, but still laughing maniacally: "Too late! The Demon God is about to awaken, and you will all die today!" Before he finished speaking, countless chains suddenly burst forth from the altar, coiling around Shi Feiyang and Xue Li like venomous snakes.

The incantations engraved on the chains burned their skin, but Shi Feiyang's Mingyu Gong instantly protected him, emitting bursts of white mist and icy vapor that extinguished the incantation fire.

Xue Li felt waves of pain. She quickly swung her jade sword, severing the chains binding her arm, but more chains emerged from the ground. She hurriedly used "Kunlun Ultimate Technique, Snow Soul Returns to the Void!" The jade sword shone brightly, transforming into an ice-blue pillar of light that pierced straight towards the core of the altar.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang unleashed the Mingyu Gong to its highest level—"Wuji Shura"—and the Tian Shuang Blade, carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, merged with Xue Li's attack.

"Boom!" The altar trembled violently under the impact of these two powerful forces, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on its surface.

The leader of the White Bone Cult watched this scene in horror and tried to step forward to stop it, but was knocked away by a burst of energy from Shi Feiyang.

However, just as the altar was about to collapse, the power of the demon god beneath the ice abyss suddenly surged, and a jet-black energy pillar shot into the sky, absorbing all of the two people's attacks.

The demon's hand had fully extended from the icy abyss, each swing unleashing a blizzard that blotted out the sky. Shi Feiyang and Xue Li were thrown back by the aftershocks of the energy, crashing heavily onto the rocks. Blood trickled from Xue Li's lips, and a crack appeared in her jade sword: "Husband, what do we do..."

Protected by his powerful Mingyu Gong, Shi Feiyang was unharmed and looked at the Demon God with a determined gaze: "We will never give up until the very last moment!" He turned to look at Xue Li, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes, "The two of us can definitely create a miracle."

At this moment, reinforcements from the Kunlun Sect, where Xue Li was located, arrived just in time.

Shi Feiyang raised his arms and shouted: "Gentlemen, the demon god has appeared in the world, and the martial world will be destroyed. Today, we have no choice but to fight to the death!"

The crowd responded in unison, drawing their weapons and charging towards the Demon God and the White Bone Cult members. Shi Feiyang and Xue Li exchanged a glance, then plunged back into the fierce battle, determined to destroy the White Bone Altar and prevent the Demon God from awakening at this final moment.

The demonic giant hand slammed down, and the resulting shockwave leveled the area within a hundred feet.

Shi Feiyang roared, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes with his Heavenly Frost Blade, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Xue Li.

He activated the Bright Jade Technique to its peak, and a jade-colored protective shield appeared around his body, but under the pressure of the demon god, he was like a candle flickering in the wind.

The Snow Jade Sword unleashed its final blue light, unleashing the Kunlun Sect's long-lost "Nine Heavens Ice Soul Technique." Thousands of ice blades shot towards the demon god, but they were like ants trying to shake a tree, easily shattered by the demon god's casual wave.

"This won't do!" Seeing Xue Li's pale face and black blood constantly spilling from the corner of her mouth, Shi Feiyang knew that she had exhausted all her strength by forcing the forbidden technique.

He suddenly remembered the mysterious runes on the Jade Void Diagram, turned around and shouted, "Xue Li, the Jade Void Diagram might hold the key to defeating the enemy!"

Upon hearing this, Xue Li forced herself to pull out the Jade Void Scroll from her bosom. Under the pressure of the demon god, the parchment scroll unfurled automatically, and the golden light in the center burst forth with dazzling brilliance.

Shi Feiyang and Xue Li felt a mysterious power surge into their bodies, and the ancient sword technique "Kunlun Heart-Questioning Technique" appeared in their minds at the same time.

"So the real secret of the Jade Void Diagram is to awaken the ancient sword technique of the Kunlun Sect!" A glimmer of hope flashed in Xue Li's eyes.

The two exchanged a glance, their minds in sync, and simultaneously channeled their inner energy into their weapons.

Shi Feiyang's Heavenly Frost Blade was imbued with a sacred golden light, while Xue Li's jade sword transformed into an Ice Soul Divine Sword. "Kunlun Inquiry into the Heart, All Laws Return to Truth!" the two shouted in unison, their sword light and blade shadows intertwining to form a dazzling galaxy, aiming straight for the Demon God's vitals.

The demon god seemed to sense the threat and let out a deafening roar, striking out with its giant hand to try and block. However, Shi Feiyang's sword technique, imbued with the millennia-old heritage of the Kunlun Sect, was incredibly powerful, piercing directly through the demon god's palm and continuing its trajectory towards the demon god's head.

(End of this chapter)