Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 925 - 925 312 You Dont Take the Road to Heaven

Chapter 925: Chapter 312: You Don’t Take the Road to Heaven [Combined 2 in 1]_4 Chapter 925: Chapter 312: You Don’t Take the Road to Heaven [Combined 2 in 1]_4 A couple of instances could be considered carelessness, a slip of attention, but now that dozens of people were all exhibiting the same behavior, wasn’t it a bizarre anomaly?

This… was this happening under the broad daylight?

Hei Dao’s mind raced with thoughts as he realized that something sinister was at play. With a thunderous slash, he flung Qi Jianyun over ten yards away. Spinning around, he was already mid-air, his blade forming a protective glow around him as he looked around warily.

“Who?!”

“Who’s playing tricks?!”

“Come out! You’ve got the guts to do it, but not to own up?”

Hei Dao’s roars of anger echoed one after the other. With his Heavenly Level cultivation, he was no fool; an abrupt reversal of a great situation must have a reason behind it.

The earth-shattering changes before his eyes—if someone said there were no ghosts at work, who would believe it?

Qi Jianyun, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and his eyes filled with suspicion and uncertainty, looked at Hei Dao and asked, “What the hell are you going on about?”

Hei Dao, still full of suspicion, looked around as he watched his men continue to die inexplicably one by one.

His face involuntarily turned pale.

Once more, he shouted with a thundering voice, “Who? Come out!”

But everyone was still engaged in fierce battle, paying him no heed at all.

It was as if he was talking to thin air.

Yet Hei Dao was certain that this person must exist!

“Whoo-whoo…”

Qi Jianyun’s cultivation was far inferior to Hei Dao’s, and he was barely hanging on to the end of his rope. This offered him a chance to catch his breath.

If Hei Dao wanted to go mad in midair, then so be it—let him be.

It provided a perfect opportunity to take a breather.

As Hei Dao surveyed from the air, he finally spotted an unusual figure: On top of the carriage from The Other Side, sat a scholar, looking in his direction.

Surrounded by everyone fiercely fighting, shouting, and brawling, only that scholar remained calmly seated the entire time.

Sitting there, motionless as if the fierce battle had nothing to do with him, he looked very calm, very composed.

Where there’s something abnormal, there must be a demon at work!

“Found you!”

Hei Dao let out a piercing scream, soaring thirty yards into the sky before diving down like a predator, his blade flickering with what might have been the fastest speed he’d ever achieved.

Like a meteor chasing the moon, he dove straight towards Feng Yin, yelling sharply, “You who ducks in and out of sight, I want to see what kind of bird you are!”

The blade shone like lightning, striking down right towards Feng Yin’s most vulnerable spot.

Qi Rong’er, seeing this, cried out in horror, “He’s just a scholar, he has nothing to do with this…”

But before her words could spread, the ‘frail scholar’ looked up, speaking indifferently, “Heaven has a path which you chose not to take, hell has no gate but you come uninvited!”

“Boss, you have good eyesight, but your luck is truly just average,” he replied.

Then, he floated up like a drifting cloud.

Facing the deadly strike from Hei Dao’s blade head-on, he charged straight forward!

He met Hei Dao’s decisive strike with an equally fierce counter, his blade light shining like a thunderbolt from the ninth heaven, momentarily linking heaven and earth!

The magnificently radiant blade light was like a Milky Way piercing through the nine heavens.

All who witnessed this scene were nearly blinded.

It cut across the firmament!

Hei Dao stood there, dumbfounded!

This… what the hell was this situation?

Just like the scholar had said, I have good eyesight but such bad luck?

I hadn’t found the enemy yet, but upon discovering him, I’m on the path to my own doom?!

“No…”

Hei Dao screamed, putting all his effort into his offense.

At the same time, he rapidly retreated high into the sky.

But it was too late.

“You just said, you wanted a grave marker,”

Feng Yin’s gaze was icy as he said, “Now I’ll tell you, you thought too much. Being greedy isn’t good for a person.”

There was a clang.

Hei Dao’s blade turned to dust.

Feng Yin’s blade light, like a mighty river, roared and flowed through the air.

In the face of Hei Dao’s horrified gaze, Feng Yin’s godlike slash, as easy as destroying dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, overpowered Hei Dao and his blade, shattering them to pieces.

Following that slash, Hei Dao’s entire body was reduced to a rain of flesh and blood.

Not even a single intact bone remained.

Even a scream failed to escape his lips.

Then, a flash of dark light appeared as a small snake quickly darted into Feng Yin’s robe, while his figure flickered midair, leaving thousands of afterimages, appearing a hundred yards away in an instant.

“Thanks for the escort, this slash settles karma. Until we meet again!”

Before his voice faded, he had disappeared into the distant sky.

The sky was clear and bright, the sun shining high.

The blood mist created by Hei Dao was still slowly falling.

Pink and hazy, drifting away with the wind…

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