Chapter 252: The Unseen Owner
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
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Traveling three hundred miles by one sword.
Connecting heaven and earth.
This was the way to heaven.
In truth, Pei Baifa’s Dao Heart hadn’t been damaged due to his defeat in the hands of the G.o.dly Swordsman of the West Ocean, and he didn’t drop from the Heavenly Arrival State.
He was still the extremely powerful Sect Master of No-Mercy, and his Cultivation state was even more advanced than when he dueled with the G.o.dly Swordsman!
“Is that the Unseen Owner?”
“Yeah!”
The Unseen Owner was a sword.
It was the famous sword that belonged to Pei Baifa, the Sect Master of No-Mercy.
The sword hadn’t showed up in the world for a long time.
Standing in the downpour, the disciples of the No-Mercy Sect looked at the residual sword light in the sky, shouting excitedly, some even seen with tears running down their cheeks.
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The Unseen Owner Sword broke through the sky, disappearing without a trace.
As it reappeared, the sword had already traveled more than a thousand miles.
Mortals had no way with their naked eyes to detect the residual of the sword light in the blue sky.
Even for Cultivation pract.i.tioners, they at most could sense the slight quiver of their Dao Heart; they wouldn’t be able to see the flying sword when they looked skyward.
It was simply too fast.
Since Xiw.a.n.g Sun was a swordsman in the upper state of the Broken Sea, he had an incredibly sensitive perception of the heavenly changes.
The moment he was about to kill the Scholar Yan, he was suddenly alarmed.
As such, he didn’t hesitate to flee; and he didn’t care if the sword he had wielded could kill Liu s.h.i.+sui or not.
He predicted that something really bad would certainly happen if he let that flying sword catch up to him.
His reaction was already exceptionally fast, but he still couldn’t evade the flying sword.
The sword was that unimaginably fast.
Since he left the South Ocean more ten years ago, he had seen many truly strong swordsmen, including the important figures in the Heavenly Arrival State like his Big Brother, but he had never seen a flying sword that fast!
The chaotic wind fell on his face, and it felt rather cold.
Xiw.a.n.g Sun realized that he couldn’t evade the flying sword, so he halted in the high sky and spun around to look at the sword light.
The pearl curtain on the veil swung up as he spun around, exposing his unmoved face.
He wielded the First Child Sword with both of his hands toward the sword light.
At this moment, the pearl curtain dropped down noiselessly.
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In the rice field one hundred miles west of Haizhou City, a farmer was weeding.
He suddenly felt a bit agitated, either due to the hot weather or the hard work.
He walked back to the side of the field, picked up a terracotta jar and drank a few mouthfuls of cold water, but he found it didn’t help ease his agitation.
In fact, he felt even more troubled. He instinctively looked to the sky, finding the weather was quite fine; there wasn’t a single sign of a rainstorm.
Though a patch of dark cloud could be seen in the west, it was nothing but blue skies over the rice field, with the blinding suns.h.i.+ne.
Suddenly, he saw a bright light in the deep end of the sky.
Compared to the bright sunlight, that light wasn’t so noticeable, but the farmer was stunned, because he was certain that it happened in a very high place in the sky.
As the farmer could see the light in such a cloudless sky and from so far away, one could imagine just how bright it would be when looking at it from a close distance; without question, one would be blinded.
Two hours ago, a group of shooting stars headed toward the west through the sky; was this star dropping down?
As the famer was thinking about this possibility, a loud rumble of thunder suddenly bellowed in his ears. His legs gave way to the booming sound, and he dropped onto the field temporarily paralyzed.
In the next moment, a violent wind came down to the ground from the high sky, picking up huge amounts of sand and dust, forcing the seedings in the ground to bend to the force.
The farmer was quite frightened, running back to his home as fast as he could, without even bothering to take the terracotta water jar and his farming tools by the side of the field.
After he ran out from the field and came to the road, he still felt that his trouble wasn’t over yet, because his legs were still weak and he couldn’t stand steadily.
But soon, he realized that his weak legs had nothing to do with the fright, but instead it was because the ground of the road was shaking.
The rumble of thunder boomed again, but it sounded weaker this time…and closer, as if it was right on the ground.
Innumerable cavalrymen were approaching at a fast speed. They wore the black helmets and armors and rode on the horses that wore the black helmets and armors as well.
The Magic Army! The farmer was immensely astonished, rolling and climbing off the road to return to the field, just in time to avoid being crushed to death by the charging horses.
The dust had gradually disappeared in the distance.
The scorching sunlight had become colder when it reached the black helmets and armor, but the eyes showing through the helmets were even colder.
The commander of the cavalry was Gu Pan, a disciple of the Center Sect, an important position for someone so young.
According to his rank, he could lead a cavalry of one thousand men, but he only brought one hundred of his subordinates that day.
In the early morning, tens of thousands of cavalrymen of the Magic Army had entered Haizhou from different directions. The vanguards had already reached Haizhou and completed the siege of the city.
The task of the Magic Army was to pursue and kill the highly achieved swordsmen of the Old Ones, the devil men of the deviant sects and those officials connected to the West Ocean Sword Sect. Meanwhile they were also responsible for keeping order in Haizhou, ensuring that the locals wouldn’t be affected too much by the forthcoming battles.
Yet, Gu Pan and the one hundred cavalrymen of the Magic Army had a totally different task.
Their task was to find a certain sword.
In the sky ahead, a fine black thread was drifting down, looking like dust.
Gu Pan knew that thing was their target, instructing tersely, “Get there as quickly as possible. Whoever dares s.n.a.t.c.h it, kill them at once!”
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The black thread drifting down in the blue sky was the First Child Sword.
Being a.s.saulted head-on by the Unseen Owner Sword, which had attacked after many years of inaction, the First Child Sword, even in its high spiritual state, immediately lost its spiritual nature, dropping down to the ground like a piece of useless iron.
Xiw.a.n.g Sun was in a much worse condition. His hands, which were holding the sword hilt were full of blood, and his bones from his finger to his tail had been completely shuddered into pieces.
He was exceedingly angry, yelling the name inside his mind aloud—Pei Baifa!!!
Wasn’t it true that he was wounded by his Big Brother and knocked out of his Cultivation state? But why did he still have the full force of the Heavenly Arrival State?
Even if he has recovered his Cultivation state after practicing very hard over the years, how come he could hit me with his flying sword traveling one thousand miles from Longevity Mountain? And this sword is so fast and so powerful!
He had no idea how Pei Baifa’s sword could be so powerful, but he was fully aware that he would be dead for sure if Pei Baifa’s sword fell on him one more time.
He flew toward a higher alt.i.tude in the sky with no concern for his injury. Half a minute later, he pa.s.sed the invisible barrier and arrived in an empty realm.
There was no air in the empty realm, and so he was unable to breathe. Yet, he was a special Cultivation pract.i.tioner in the Broken Sea State, so he could stay there for a long time.
However, the problem was, both of his arms had been cut into pieces by the Unseen Owner Sword, and he was unable to rebuild his flesh body using his zhenyuan. He would bleed at a faster speed in the environment of the empty realm; he might actually die here soon
But he had to take the risk by staying in the empty realm. If he didn’t leave here and return to his manor cave to treat his wounds soon enough, he would die for sure.
Xiw.a.n.g Sun flew westward as quickly as he could, two trails of blood drifting down from his two arms dangling behind him. Due to the windless condition, the blood scattered evenly, and the scene looked surprisingly beautiful
Yet this was the bad news for Xiw.a.n.g Sun. He could even feel his life slipping away as his blood was.
His face was ashen, but his will was still intact. Any Cultivation pract.i.tioner who could reach the upper state of the Broken Sea must be an outstanding figure.
It meant that he must be outstanding in all the aspects.
The barrier between the sky and the empty realm was transparent; at least it was so when looking down from the above.
There was a patch of dark cloud ahead.
Xiw.a.n.g Sun saw his own shadow on the cloud.
The shadow moved very fast, much faster than the common flying swords.
Suddenly, he sensed an indescribable energy.
This energy was extraordinarily powerful, but it wasn’t intimidating, giving out a feeling as deep as the ocean.
Then, he saw another shadow on the cloud.
That extra shadow was located right behind his shadow to the side.