Zhu Tian: Starting from the Laughing Proud Yue Buqun

Chapter 277 Song Zhi: Is there a second Grandmaster of Swordsmanship in this world?!
Lingnan Song clan.

In the center of the main hall, lay a middle-aged corpse.

A black-clad man dressed in the robes of a Song dynasty disciple knelt to one side, his head bowed.

Song Zhi stepped forward with a solemn expression, his gaze falling on the corpse. He leaned down slightly and reached out to touch the blood hole between the corpse's eyebrows.

But the man kneeling beside him immediately said, "My lord, you mustn't!"

"This blood cave is dangerous; do not touch it lightly!"

The man's expression showed a hint of fear, clearly indicating his deep dread of the strange power emanating from the bloody hole between the corpse's eyebrows.

"Danger?" Song Zhi frowned, his eyesight suggesting that the blood hole was rather strange.

However, it is difficult to discern the specifics.

And this spy actually said that the blood cave was dangerous.

"My lord, I and Anqi have found Anyi's body together."

As soon as An Qi touched the bloody hole, a bizarre event occurred: An Qi's hand was severed, the cut perfectly clean, so fast that we couldn't even react.

The man said in a deep voice, "That's why the other undercover agent who came with him to collect the body didn't come along. Anqi, who had lost his hand, was recuperating."

"His hand broke the instant he touched it!?"

Song Zhi's eyes widened in shock, and his expression changed drastically.

What kind of technique is this, that it can remain solidified and not disperse even after killing one person?

"How did An Yi die? Who killed him?!"

Song Zhi stood up, withdrew his hand that was about to touch the bloody hole, and asked in a deep voice.

He was extremely curious about the identity of the person who killed An Yi.

When exactly did Yang Guang acquire such a skilled warrior by his side?!

After all, An Yi was the one most concerned about Yang Guang's movements.

His death on Yang Guang's way back to the capital must have been discovered by Yang Guang's skilled bodyguards.

However, Song Zhi had little idea who this expert was.

"I don't know, but next to An Yi was a pile of mangled flesh and blood, and I couldn't tell who it was."

The man shook his head as he spoke.

"Dismembered flesh and blood?!"

Song Zhi frowned, unable to imagine who had done it, and asked again, "Did you bring back that pile of dismembered flesh and blood?"

"My subordinates tried to bring it back, but as soon as they got close, all the shredded flesh turned into a pool of blood and lost all shape."

The man replied.

"How bizarre!"

Song Zhi found this increasingly strange, as Yang Guang's only expert was Yuwen Huaji.

But this is clearly not Yuwen Huaji's doing.

The opponent was only a grandmaster, and his strength was not much stronger than his.

It is absolutely impossible for it to possess such bizarre and terrifying power.

After much deliberation, he decided to take the corpse to the Sharpening Hall to see the clan leader.

This matter concerns Yang Guang, and should have been informed to the clan leader.

This also allows the lord to see the strangeness on this corpse.

With this in mind, Song Zhi lifted the corpse from the ground, deliberately avoiding the blood hole, and headed towards the Sharpening Knife Hall.

Sharpening Knife Hall.

Song Que, dressed in a green robe and carrying the Heavenly Blade on his back, stood with his eyes closed on a pool of water, seemingly comprehending the meaning of the blade.

The water beneath my feet rose without wind, rippling like blades of light, forming tiny waves.

But upon closer inspection, one can discover that they are layers of condensed, silk-like sword energy floating on the water's surface.

Song Zhi's footsteps drew closer, which startled Song Que.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his sword intent blazing fiercely. The water around him surged into the sky like two beams of light, as if to slice through the void.

"Whose sword intent is this!?"

Song Que looked at Song Zhi, or more precisely, at the corpse that Song Zhi was lifting.

With a single step, he appeared before Song Zhi in an instant, staring intently at the bloody hole in the corpse.

Without saying a word, he raised his hand and touched the blood hole.

"Brother, be careful!"

Song Zhi reminded him.

But Song Que did not stop; instead, he directly touched the blood hole.

Zheng!
Suddenly, the sound of swords clashing echoed throughout the Sharpening Hall, startling Song Zhi so much that he almost dropped the corpse in his hands.

At the blood-filled hole, a terrifying sword intent erupted, sending chills down Song Zhi's spine and filling him with unconcealed fear.

Song Que's sword intent crashed down, as if it had collided countless times, transcending time and space.

The primordial energy of heaven and earth here is boiling, transforming into a raging wind that sweeps across the mountains and forests.

After a long while, everything returned to calm.

Song Que withdrew his right hand, a look of amazement flashing in his eyes, and he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:
"What an amazing sword intent! It is condensed and unyielding, domineering and unparalleled, a sight rarely seen in the world!"

As a swordsman and a grandmaster of swordsmanship, Song Que also knew that the master of this sword intent must be a grandmaster of swordsmanship.

Such sword intent is extremely rare in the world.

Moreover, it definitely wasn't that one from Goryeo! "Who killed this person?!"

Song Que looked at Song Zhi and asked when such a powerful swordsmanship grandmaster had appeared in the world, which aroused Song Que's great interest.

"I don't know, but he was a spy I sent to Yangzhou to monitor Yang Guang's every move, and now he's dead."

He died on Yang Guang's journey back to the capital, most likely murdered by a skilled assassin close to Yang Guang.

Song Zhi said.

"The experts around Yang Guang?"

Song Que shook his head slightly and said, "The master of this sword intent has an unfathomable level of swordsmanship and is definitely a grandmaster in the field of swordsmanship."

How could such a person serve Yang Guang!

A grandmaster will never easily submit to anyone.

They will not easily become a sword in someone else's hand.

Moreover, during their recent exchange of intents, Song Que realized that the sword intent's owner possessed an extremely domineering and powerful personality.

Such a person will not serve under anyone.

"A Grandmaster of Swordsmanship?!"

Song Zhi was shocked, never expecting that a Grandmaster would make a move.

"Could it be that the grandmaster of swordsmanship from Goryeo was trying to assassinate Yang Guang himself, and that's why he mistakenly killed An Yi?"

Song Zhi guessed that the only grandmaster in the world, especially in swordsmanship, was Fu Chae-rin, the master swordsman from Goryeo.

"It's not Fu Cailin."

Song Que shook his head. Although he had never fought Fu Cailin, he was familiar with his martial arts skills.

The art of Yi Jian is not about possessing such domineering and invincible sword intent.

Moreover, they also exhibit an attitude of being the only one who matters!

This is definitely not in Fu Cailin's character.

"Who could it be? Is there another Grandmaster of Swordsmanship in the world?!"

Song Zhi felt like his brain was about to explode; how rare were grandmasters!

Indeed, no grandmaster would serve Yang Guang.

But if it's not Fu Cailin, then who could it be?

Judging from the news, Yang Guang seems to have had ties with the Demonic Sect, but the Demonic Sect also has no grandmasters in swordsmanship.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be so low-key.

Song Que closed his eyes, carefully savoring the sword intent he had just felt—the invincible martial arts essence of being the only one worthy of respect and supreme in the world.

Could it be him?

For some reason, the name Yang Guang popped into Song Que's mind.

From the moment the "Longevity Manual" fell into the opponent's hands to this clash of sword intent.

This made the feeling in Song Que's mind even stronger.

What are Yang Guang's movements?

Song Que asked.

"According to the intelligence gathered by our spies, Yang Guang seems to have reached some kind of cooperation with the Demonic Sect, and the Yuwen Clan has also experienced some changes."

Yuwen Shang announced that he would go into seclusion and pass on the position of clan leader to Yuwen Huaji.

Afterwards, the Yuwen clan mobilized elite troops to suppress rebel forces in various regions, which was quite strange.

Song Zhi frowned; he couldn't quite understand the Yuwen Clan's actions.

They would go to such lengths to suppress the rebels and stabilize the Sui Dynasty for Yang Guang, which was completely contrary to the interests of the Yuwen clan.

However, that's exactly what they did.

Song Que combined this information and kept calculating in his mind.

In the end, only the name Yang Guang remained in his mind.

Opening his eyes, a sharp glint in them, Song Que looked north and said in a cryptic tone:

"It seems that our Emperor is far more complex than the outside world perceives him to be."

Song Que became even more convinced that the grandmaster of swordsmanship might be Yang Guang!

This is an incredible calculation result.

However, Song Que comprehended the Dao of Heaven and mastered the Heavenly Blade Realm. The intuitions he had were often correct.

He trusted his intuition, which stemmed from his confidence in his own abilities.

"Elder brother?" Song Zhi found the question confusing.

"Keep an eye on the Sui Emperor, and you'll understand soon enough!"

Song Que didn't explain further; it was an intuition, and any explanation would be hard to believe.

It's better to wait until everything comes to light before making any decisions.

"Yes, brother!"

Song Zhi naturally had no problem with his older brother's words.

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