Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 690 - 690 176 This Blade and I Are Fated_2

690: Chapter 176: This Blade and I Are Fated_2 690: Chapter 176: This Blade and I Are Fated_2 Baiyin transformed into Yuan Yan, and not only did he deceive that blockhead Fuh’s Xuan Wu, but he also laid an ambush to kill him!

Even though the prison isolated him, and he didn’t know what was happening outside, his entire body was gone, thoroughly cut from his Origin, making revival impossible!

He, an Immortal Sovereign of the Yuan Sovereign Clan, was now reduced to a single hand!

How much might could one hand possess?

He had tried suicide, but death and revival still left him a single hand, still trapped in this prison.

Ji Feixue watched quietly as he raged.

This hand didn’t even know whose hand it had died by.

Such were the girl’s methods; you wouldn’t know how you died, and you might even feel grateful to her.

The young man gasped for breath and, after a long while, his bloodshot eyes turned towards Ji Feixue.

Between his lips, he spat out a few words, “Kill you!”

In the Mystery Yellow Big World, even a pig deserved to die!

A mere Stepping Sky Seven-fold like you, once I kill you and refine this secret land, I will be able to break the prison and someday break the formation to escape!

He raised his hand and slashed at Ji Feixue with a sword.

Ji Feixue stepped back, dodging the sword’s light as if she were inches from the sky.

Her beautiful eyes landed on the Curved Sword, and she admired it, “What a good sword!

What is its name?”

The young man sneered, “Since I’ll have killed you, you should know my name.

My name is Yuan Lang!

Sword Sovereign of the Yuan Sovereign Clan!”

Ji Feixue was slightly taken aback and shook her head, a hint of disdain in her voice, “Sorry, I was not asking about you.

I asked for the sword’s name.”

Yuan Lang paused, his expression turning icy, “Tell me your name, and after I kill you, this sword will be named after you!”

How could a Divine Artifact of the Yuan Sovereign Clan leave its name in this prison?

Ji Feixue graced him with a smile, “Alright then!

From now on, this sword will be named Snow!”

It was a pity it was a Curved Sword; Ji Feixue preferred narrow Horizontal Swords.

Yuan Lang’s lips curled with cruelty, “Fine!

I shall name it Snow Blade and use it to sever you!

A mere Stepping Sky Seven-fold, you should feel proud to die by a Divine Artifact of my clan!”

He leaped forward and slashed with his sword, but the blade passed through Ji Feixue without ever striking her.

Yuan Lang frowned, “Not in today’s time?

The Time Law?” Have the Mystery Yellow Big World broken a Yuan Sovereign?

Acquired the authority of the Yuan Sovereign Clan?

Shock filled his heart, but as he observed Ji Feixue, he exhaled in relief, “No, that’s not quite right, it’s not time!”

What was it exactly?

Yuan Lang looked on but could never understand.

Although he now appeared as his original form, in essence, he was still just a hand; it was difficult for a mere hand to be as erudite and thoughtful as his true form.

But even so, he had figured out that this Stepping Sky Seven-fold was the true genius of the Mystery Yellow Big World, undoubtedly capable of pushing open the gates to the Fairy Sect if she continued to cultivate.

What a good target to exterminate!

He became instantly excited; the cultivators of the Mystery Yellow Big World were different from the Yuan Sovereign Clan, who relied on authority.

There were many more beings who had opened the gates to the Fairy Sect in the Yuan Sovereign Clan compared to the Mystery Yellow Big World, but their combat power was much weaker.

Even the heaven-defying cultivators of the Stepping Sky Seven-fold in the Mystery Yellow could slay the existences at the gates of their sect.

Such talent from the Genesis Land was not to be taken lightly.

“This sword’s name is Origin!” A genius deserved the treatment of a genius, and should know what exalted weapon they perished by.

Yuan Lang’s aura changed in an instant, the Curved Sword in his hand humming.

It was no longer an ordinary sword as before; the blade shimmered with deep blue-green light as it seemed to cleave through time in a stroke, striking towards the other shore to slash at Ji Feixue.

Ji Feixue was not alarmed but delighted.

She pointed a hairpin into the air, touching it precisely on the blade.

With a crisp sound, the hairpin broke into three pieces, but the Curved Sword was also repelled by it.

Yuan Lang was sent flying backward, his expression one of shock as he looked towards Ji Feixue, “Despicable!

You are not Stepping Sky Seven-fold at all!”

Did he think she was fooling him, that he was but a hand, not eyes, unable to notice?

A Stepping Sky Seven-fold, to have such strength?

This woman was not far from an Immortal Sovereign!

Damn it!

The Mystery Yellow Big World was scheming against his sword!

Although a Divine Artifact of the Yuan Sovereign Clan, it was drained from being trapped here for tens of millions of years, vulnerable in its weakest moment!

Baiyin had planned for tens of millions of years just how to snatch the Origin Sword!

“Its name is Snow!” Ji Feixue laughed softly, returning from the other shore.

She pointed another hairpin at the Curved Sword, “Same name as me, it’s fated to be mine!”

This era no longer had the materials to refine such Divine God Swords, and she was in need of a handy weapon!

Yuan Lang’s expression changed.

He struck his chest with a palm, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the Curved Sword.

The blade instantly emitted an extremely sinister aura and slashed at Ji Feixue.

A glint of cold light flashed in Ji Feixue’s eyes, resenting the waste, hurting her Treasure Sword!

How could such a sword be used like this?

Provoking a Divine Artifact’s power with Essence Blood was to consume the Origin of the Curved Sword, unleashing the true combat power of an Immortal Sovereign!

She let out a cold snort, pointing the hairpin towards the sword again.

Madness flickered in Yuan Lang’s eyes.

Once he had slashed her, the essence of an existence close to an Immortal Sovereign, he would not fear being confined for tens of millions more years, regardless of the cost!

The Curved Sword slashed down, instantaneously shattering the hairpin and annihilating that mysterious woman.

Yuan Lang, barely feeling a flicker of joy, knew better; he might be just a hand, but he wasn’t foolish!

The Curved Sword’s cleaving force did not wane, slicing open space and leaping into it.

Breaking space within the prison wouldn’t lead to the outside, but it was a way to dodge an attack.

The shattered woman was fake!

The real one would naturally take the chance to strike at him.

He burst out of the space and found himself at the very edge of the prison secret land.

As he rushed out, a red shadow appeared on the other side of the crack.

Ji Feixue pointed with her halberd, and another hairpin pierced his brow.

It was as if he had broken through space just to crash into the woman’s hairpin.

The hit was accurate; Yuan Lang’s humanoid form disappeared, leaving only a hand grasping the hilt of the sword.

The hairpin flicked, repelling the entire hand, and the Curved Sword clanged to the ground.

Ji Feixue delicately stepped on the Curved Sword, pointing with the hairpin, stabbing towards the palm.

From the palm, an Intention came, “I am an Immortal Sovereign of the Yuan Sovereign Clan.

Without reaching Immortal Sovereign status, who could kill me?!”