Misty Rain of the Old Times

The moment Chen Xuan finished speaking, the world within a radius of dozens of miles centered on him seemed to freeze, time seemed to stand still, and everything seemed to become still.

Within this area, a breeze picked up, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

But the wind couldn't even stir a single hair or a hem of his clothes.

Because it wasn't wind at all, it was just an illusion. He felt as if he had become the center of the world, and everything around him was tilting towards him—dust, leaves, pebbles, tiles, air…

More accurately, everything was converging on the borrowed knife in his hand!

The knife in his hand was as bright as a mirror, after all, it was the weapon of a master of innate skill. But in an instant, the knife turned into pure white, as if it were the only source of light in the world, covering everything. Everything paled in comparison to that white light.

Whether out of respect for the elderly or to acknowledge his peers, Chen Xuan had no intention of holding back. This was the first time he had truly unleashed the power of a Grandmaster!
At the same time, everyone within this area of ​​tens of miles, including living beings, was plunged into endless darkness in an instant.

'Why can't I see anything? Am I blind?'

Is it dark yet? No, it's nighttime. Where's the moon?

Everything has vanished, leaving only pure darkness. Why is this happening?

I saw a ray of light, a ray of light that tore through the darkness…

All sorts of thoughts instantly popped into the minds of countless people within the area.

It wasn't that they were blind, nor that it was dark; rather, it was an illusion caused by their being within the influence range of Chen Xuan's martial will. The spirit and will of a Grandmaster were simply beyond the reach of those below this level. When Chen Xuan used Grandmaster-level techniques, their consciousness was drawn into the intent of the sword technique he was employing.

This is only what passively affects them. If Chen Xuan targets a specific individual or group, they will truly fall into eternal darkness and never wake up again. That is a death of spirit and consciousness. If the consciousness dies, the body naturally cannot live either.

In reality, nothing within this area has changed, so everything remains the same. Chen Xuan is simply standing on the long street with his knife in hand. The only difference is that the knife in his hand has turned pure white, making everything else pale in comparison. The fact that everything around him is tilting towards him is just the beginning.

However, in Wei Wuyai's perception, it was a different story. Chen Xuan's figure had completely disappeared from his sight, and everything around him had vanished, shrouded in darkness, as if the dark sky had swallowed everything. There was no sound, no light source, only eternal silence and darkness, deathly cold, leaving him alone in the darkness, lonely and helpless.

Then he saw a ray of light in the endless darkness, as if it were on the far, dark horizon, or as if it were right in front of him.

At this moment, he was horrified and exclaimed, "How is this possible? What kind of sword technique is this? I have never seen or heard of it before. Moreover, he doesn't look very old. How can he have such profound cultivation and such a strong mental will? As a fellow Grandmaster, I actually feel so small and helpless!"
'This strike actually made me feel the breath of death. I can't dodge it, I can't avoid it, I can only take it head-on, and if I can't take it, I'll die!'

Thoughts always move faster than reality. As a powerful figure who has been a Grandmaster for many years, Wei Wuyai reacted instantly.

His true energy surged wildly within him, his spirit and will fully integrated into it, unleashing his ultimate defensive technique, doing everything in his power to withstand and block the swiftly approaching strike.

As he reacted, countless people around him were undoubtedly affected by the artistic conception of his martial arts.

However, compared to Chen Xuan's terrifying range of tens of miles, his area of ​​influence was much smaller, only a few miles in radius.

People whose minds were already trapped in eternal darkness suddenly saw a vast ocean appear in the dark world, with turbulent and unfathomable waves, as if it would swallow everything up and sink into it. In front of that ocean, they were like ants, and even a single drop of water in it was enough to crush them.

But even though the deep sea is 'boundless', it is still shrouded in darkness.

In terms of mental will or martial arts realm, Chen Xuan has an absolute advantage and crushes the opponent. He has only been a Grandmaster for a little over two years. The difference between Grandmaster and Great Grandmaster is the same realm. A single word can close or even surpass decades of cultivation!
At this moment, in Chen Xuan's perception, Wei Wuyai was indeed like a vast ocean, truly deserving of the name containing the word "Wuyai" (meaning boundless).

But boundless does not mean infinite; that vast ocean is still shrouded in the darkness of the sky.

Putting aside the spiritual influence, in reality, Wei Wuyai's clothes fluttered, and his entire body was covered in dark blue true energy that rose like flames, illuminating a patch of night sky. Everything within a radius of several dozen feet around him would be distorted and destroyed. This was only the influence of Yu Bo. He wrapped his arms around himself, and a dark blue water curtain enveloped him as if it were a real one.

Don't be fooled by its thin layer; it's like a compressed deep sea, containing immense power.

The dark blue water curtain appeared and immediately began to spin rapidly, like a raging sea boiling, with tides surging in different directions, violent undercurrents, and whirlpools about to appear on its surface.

As the ocean-like water curtain around him spun, Wei Wuyai himself seemed to transform into a raging sea eye, with a sudden gale and the sound of waves echoing in all directions. Everything within a mile radius was drawn by the sea eye, and if it continued, everything around would be swallowed up and destroyed! However, in the instant Wei Wuyai reacted, Chen Xuan stepped forward with his knife, appearing in front of him as if by teleportation, and simply thrust out the pure white blade in his hand.

The blade pierced the thin curtain of water without making a sound, only feeling immense resistance. But that resistance lasted for less than a tenth of a second before the blade pierced through the water curtain, causing it to collapse instantly.

In the next instant, the knife in Chen Xuan's hand pierced through Wei Wuyai's heart without any resistance. The tip of the knife emerged from his body, and behind him, in the direction the tip pointed, the remaining force caused the long street to crack silently. A palm-width crack spread rapidly, reaching more than ten miles away, cutting through the Wu family's main camp in the distance before finally ending.

Chen Xuan's knife not only pierced Wei Wuyai's heart, but also parted the long street behind him and the Wu family's headquarters in the middle!
He came to kill the Wu family members, and everyone who came to stop him was an enemy, but that did not mean that Chen Xuan would harm the innocent.

Since Wei Wuyai jumped out to block our way, let's just send him on his way!

The battle was quick and decisive, giving him no chance to truly unleash his powerful cultivation. It ended before he even began, thus avoiding any potential harm to innocent bystanders.

Chen Xuan's knife not only pierced Wei Wuyai's heart, but also his vital energy and his will. It was a comprehensive blow to his body!
Why get entangled in a back-and-forth struggle when a single decisive blow can resolve the issue? It's not like playing cards; there's no reason to play a small card first.

Wei Wuyai's movements froze, his expression froze, and his life force was rapidly dissipating.

At over 140 years old, after Chen Xuan's blow, his life force dissipated, and his baby-like skin aged visibly, while his dark hair turned white and withered, as if weathered by time.

After Chen Xuan's strike, everything returned to calm, as if everything before was an illusion. There was no dark sky, no swirling vortex of the sea eye that devoured and destroyed everything.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, people who had been in eternal darkness just moments before saw a glimmer of light in the darkness, and in an instant, a deep and raging ocean appeared in the darkness.

But in an instant, a ray of light that seemed to tear through the darkness split the vast ocean apart, and their consciousness returned to reality. In that brief moment, they felt as if they had experienced a cycle of reincarnation, or as if they had witnessed the destruction of a world. It was incomprehensible, beyond comprehension, like floating in the blue sky.

All of this is a long story, but it only happened in the short time it took Chen Xuan to finish speaking. It was mostly an illusion of thought and consciousness. The faster the thought and consciousness, the more things seem to happen in a short period of time.

The figure froze, its life force rapidly fading. Wei Wuyai, after all, was a Grandmaster and wouldn't die so quickly. He lowered his head slightly, looking at the long sword piercing his heart in Chen Xuan's hand. A trace of horror and regret flashed in his weathered eyes. He opened his mouth and said wistfully, "I shouldn't have come."

"Since you're already here, what's the use of regretting it? You're not a child anymore; you have to bear the consequences of your actions," Chen Xuan said indifferently, as he slowly drew out his ordinary-looking longsword. It was borrowed from someone else and he had to return it.

Wei Wuyai smiled bitterly, his voice filled with endless regret and almost pleading, "I am reaping what I sowed, it has nothing to do with the younger generation of the Wei family, could you please be lenient?"

"Why do you say that, senior? They didn't jump out to oppose me like you did. Today I'm only targeting the Wu family. If your Wei family wants revenge later, that's another story," Chen Xuan said, shaking his head. He had already fully drawn his long sword and returned it to the other person with a wave of his hand.

Throughout, he used only one hand, while the other hand held fire copper and other items, and the blood-dripping dog-slaughtering knife floated beside him.

Even with a package in one hand, Chen Xuan was still able to kill a Wei family grandmaster with one hand. His coolness was off the charts.

Relieved, Wei Wuyai said gratefully, "Thank you."

"Are you senile? I stabbed you to death, and you're actually thanking me?" Chen Xuan chuckled.

Wei Wuyai, who had previously looked like he was forty years old, suddenly became covered in wrinkles and his hair turned dry and brittle after just a few words. He looked like he was in his eighties or nineties and was on the verge of death.

He sighed and said, "I humbly request that you grant me a chance to go back and make some final arrangements for my affairs."

"Since you're already dead, I have no reason to refuse your last wish. But you need to hurry, senior. Don't go back and die before you can even say a few words. Also, it's best to tell your Wei family not to provoke me. Although they won't dare to provoke me afterward, it's still a reminder. You, at your age, what are you doing all this fuss over? You're sticking up for others and dying here. Why bother? Wouldn't it be better to stay home and enjoy your retirement? See, I told you there was no need to make a trip outside the city. It'll be over soon, won't it?"

With that, Chen Xuan shook his head and strode straight towards the Wu family's headquarters without looking back. The matter wasn't over yet, so why waste time arguing with a dead man?
"You've talked too much," Wei Wuyai thought to himself, then couldn't help but ask, "Is there any explanation for that stab?"

"A glimmer of light in the darkness is called dawn." Chen Xuan has long since gone, but only this sentence lingers in my memory.

Upon hearing this, Wei Wuyai, already on the verge of death, was horrified. Chen Xuan's casual words terrified him more than death itself... (End of Chapter)