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

Chapter 83: The Mysterious Token and the Missing Sect Leader: Shi Feiyang's Pursuit of the Murderer
When the old man saw the magic circle, his face suddenly changed, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly: "Oh no, they actually activated this magic circle! Shi Feiyang, you step back quickly and leave it to us." His voice was filled with deep anxiety and worry.

Although Shi Feiyang was filled with doubt, he saw the old man's anxious expression and knew he was serious, so he temporarily stepped aside. The group quickly dispersed around the magic circle, each unleashing their own unique martial arts. Some formed hand seals, muttering incantations, as golden runes flew from their palms, striking the magic circle. Others brandished long whips, the tips of their whips swirling with blazing flames, fiercely lashing the edges of the magic circle.

With their combined efforts, the light of the magic circle gradually dimmed, and the mysterious power gradually weakened.

Shi Feiyang observed carefully from the side and found that these people's martial arts were completely different from what he had seen before, but their moves seemed to contain some kind of ancient wisdom and mysterious power.

Seeing this, Xue Wuya's face suddenly turned pale. He knew that the situation was hopeless.

So, he led the remaining bandits and quickly evacuated the scene amidst the chaos. Shi Feiyang wanted to chase after them, but the old man stopped him: "Don't chase after desperate enemies. Our top priority is to seal this magic circle."

Shi Feiyang had no choice but to work with everyone to seal the magic circle. After everything returned to calm, Shi Feiyang turned to the old man and asked, "Who are you? What is going on with this magic circle?"

The old man sighed deeply and slowly replied, "We are a hidden family guarding ancient secrets. Thousands of years ago, after a great war between good and evil, our ancestors sealed their power within this magic circle to prevent the return of evil, and commanded our family to guard it for generations. Unexpectedly, they discovered a way to activate the magic circle. It seems the crisis in the martial arts world has only just begun."

The old man's eyes showed deep worry, and he had already foreseen the coming storm.

Shi Feiyang respectfully clasped his fists towards the old man and said firmly, "Don't worry, senior. Facing this crisis, I will do my utmost to find the missing leader safely."

His expression showed fearlessness, and no difficulties or obstacles could stop his determination to find the truth.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, his eyes full of admiration. "Young Master Shi, your chivalrous spirit is truly rare in today's martial arts world. In this case, my hidden family is willing to assist you with all its might. Although the magic circle has been temporarily sealed, the person who activated it will not give up. They will surely try to break it again and stir up even greater trouble."

Shi Feiyang bowed his head in thanks, "I'm truly fortunate to have your help, Senior. But the enemy's whereabouts are so hard to find, like a drop in the ocean. I don't know where to begin my investigation."

The old man pondered for a moment, then slowly took out an ancient jade pendant from his bosom and handed it to Shi Feiyang: "This is the dragon-seeking jade pendant passed down from generation to generation in my family. It can sense the aura of ancient ruins. The missing leader may be closely related to such mysterious relics."

Shi Feiyang took the jade pendant in both hands. It was covered with intricate and mysterious patterns, which faintly emitted a strange glow in the moonlight. When his fingertips touched the jade pendant, it trembled slightly and slowly pointed westward.

"It seems the clue lies to the west." Shi Feiyang looked up at the unknown land shrouded in darkness, his eyes revealing a hint of anticipation and determination. Thus, Shi Feiyang and the members of the hidden family set out on the journey westward.

For several days, they slept in the open air, traveling day and night, with mountains and rivers rushing past them along the way.

Finally, they came to an ancient valley.

As night fell, the valley was filled with a strange, inky fog that seemed to possess life, slowly swirling and surging. The surrounding trees twisted and deformed under the mist, their branches stretching wildly, their shadows looming like hideous monsters.

The air was filled with a smell of decay, dull, oppressive and suffocating.

The moonlight struggled to penetrate the fog and fell on the ground, forming mottled light and shadows, adding a bit of eeriness.

As soon as he stepped into the valley, Shi Feiyang keenly sensed a strong hostility, as if he was being stabbed in the back.

In an instant, a group of men in black emerged from the mist like ghosts, quickly surrounding them. These men in black were nimble, their eyes cold, their blades flashing with cold light, and their attacks ruthless, clearly a carefully planned and well-prepared arrival.

Shi Feiyang and the members of the Hidden Family quickly stood back to back, forming a defensive formation, and instantly engaged in a thrilling battle with the men in black. Shi Feiyang brandished his Burmese knife, unleashing the Hundred Victories Sword Technique. The blade flashed like silver lightning, repelling the approaching men in black one after another.

Boom! The members of the hidden families also displayed their magical powers. When they unleashed the Holy Flame Controlling Spirit Art, blazing flames ignited in their palms, transforming into giant phoenixes that pounced upon the enemy with a raging heat wave. When they struck out with the Star Pattern Breaking Evil Fist, mysterious star patterns appeared on their fists, and with overwhelming force, they smashed down heavily on the men in black. Each blow was astonishingly powerful. For a moment, the valley was filled with light, and the cries of killing and the clashing of weapons intertwined, shaking people's eardrums.

The fight between the two sides became more and more intense, and Shi Feiyang's swordsmanship became more and more fierce, with each sword strike accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air.

The people from the hidden family were not to be outdone, and all kinds of unique skills emerged one after another. The flames of the Holy Flame Soul Controlling Technique became hotter and hotter, as if it could burn all evil; the star patterns of the Star Pattern Evil-Breaking Fist became brighter and brighter, as if it could shatter all darkness.

Despite their large numbers, the black-clad men gradually became overwhelmed by the combined might of Shi Feiyang and the members of the Hidden Family. At that moment, a deep, drawn-out roar suddenly emanated from the depths of the valley, as if some terrifying being were gradually awakening. Shi Feiyang's heart suddenly tightened, and he immediately realized that this fierce battle was far from over, and that a greater crisis might be quietly approaching.

Yet, he showed no sign of retreat. Instead, he gripped his Burmese sword even more firmly, ready to face the next challenge. The members of the hidden family also quickly adjusted their positions, taking up their positions and preparing to face the new enemy. In this mysterious and eerie valley, an even more thrilling battle was about to unfold.

During the fierce battle, Shi Feiyang keenly noticed that these men in black did not seem to be in a hurry to succeed.

Although their attacks seemed fierce, they were actually intended to delay time. They kept moving around in various angles, launching attacks that seemed deadly but were not, and were only continuously consuming everyone's physical strength.

Shi Feiyang suddenly became alert. He realized that the enemy might be plotting a bigger conspiracy. Behind this seemingly simple ambush, there might be a deeper crisis.

At that moment, a sinister and eerie laugh suddenly emanated from the depths of the valley. The sound echoed through the mist, carrying a chilling chill that sent shivers down one's spine. The voice said, "Shi Feiyang, you've taken the bait. Today is your day of death!" Following this eerie laughter, a figure slowly emerged from the mist. It was Xue Wuya.

Xue Wuya held a black token in his hand, engraved with strange runes that shimmered with a deep, dark light in the mist. He held it high in the air, muttering something to himself as if he were performing some mysterious ritual.

In an instant, the fog in the valley became thicker, as if to swallow up the entire world.

The temperature around them dropped sharply, and a biting coldness hit them in the face. A powerful and evil dark force surged in from all directions, like a surging tide, trying to completely drown them.

Shi Feiyang and his companions felt an unprecedented surge of pressure at that moment. Their bodies seemed bound by invisible shackles, their movements becoming slow and difficult. Simultaneously, their internal energy was severely limited by the oppression of the dark power, and its flow seemed sluggish. Shi Feiyang's heart sank, realizing that Xue Wuya must be drawing upon some sinister force far beyond their imagination.

"Everyone be careful, this is the power of darkness!" The old man warned loudly, with a hint of anxiety and vigilance in his voice.

Shi Feiyang gritted his teeth and activated the Mingyu Gong. A faint white mist enveloped him, like a resilient shield, resisting the forces of darkness. The mist trembled slightly under the onslaught of the darkness, but remained steadfast, attempting to create a safe space for everyone. The members of the Hidden Family also unleashed their unique skills, their faces filled with determination, as they engaged in a desperate struggle against the forces of darkness.

Amidst the fierce confrontation, Shi Feiyang suddenly realized that the light from the jade pendant in his hand, enveloped by the dark power, far from dimming, had become even more dazzling. Furthermore, the jade pendant pointed in the direction of the token in Xue Wuya's hand. A thought struck him: Could this token be inextricably linked to the missing leader? This thought, like a ray of light, instantly illuminated his doubts.

Shi Feiyang took advantage of Xue Wuya's pause in chanting and unleashed his masterful "Hide Your Name" technique. Like a flash of black lightning, he instantly shattered the obstruction of darkness and charged directly at Xue Wuya. His speed was so swift that it created a powerful gust of wind, dispersing the surrounding mist. Seeing this, Xue Wuya's expression suddenly changed. He quickly waved his token, and a beam of black light shot towards Shi Feiyang like an arrow.

Shi Feiyang dodged nimbly, his body moving sideways. At the same time, the Burmese knife in his hand flashed with a cold light, and with a fierce momentum, he slashed at Xue Wuya. Xue Wuya quickly used his token to block it. There was a loud "clang" sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

Shi Feiyang only felt a powerful recoil force coming from the token, which made his arm numb. He never expected that the other party had such profound skills.

But he had no intention of retreating. Instead, his eyes burned with an even stronger fighting spirit. He quickly adjusted his posture and launched another attack.

After a fierce confrontation, Shi Feiyang finally found Xue Wuya's weakness.

He used the ultimate killing move of the "Hundred Victories Sword Technique" called "Heaven and Earth Live Together". All the true energy in his body was gathered on the Burmese sword. With the support of the powerful force of Yi Jin Ming Yu Gong, it emitted a dazzling light, like a meteor streaking through the night sky, with the momentum of destroying the world, slashing towards Xue Wu Ya.

Xue Wuya widened his eyes in horror and tried to dodge, but found that his body was bound tightly by an invisible force and he could not move.

His eyes were filled with fear and despair, "No!" He let out a desperate scream. With this scream, Xue Wuya's body was cut in two by Shi Feiyang's Burmese knife. Blood splattered everywhere, splashing onto the ground and mixing with the mist, which looked particularly terrifying.

After Xue Wuya's death, the dark power that once shrouded the valley also disappeared without a trace.

The thick fog in the valley gradually dissipated, and the sun shone again. Its warm rays dispelled the darkness and cold, bringing long-lost light. Shi Feiyang and his companions could finally breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that this battle was only a temporary victory. The real crisis might still lurk in the deeper darkness, waiting for them to uncover it.

Shi Feiyang bent down, picked up the mysterious token from Xue Wuya's hand, and looked at it carefully.

The runes on the token bore a striking resemblance to those he had discovered within the missing master's sect. The twisted lines exuded a mysterious and ancient aura. He was convinced that the token held the key to solving the mystery, a vital clue to the truth. So, Shi Feiyang handed the token to the elder from the reclusive family. After a brief whispered conversation, the two separated, each pursuing their own pursuit of the truth.

(End of this chapter)