Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 436 - 430 Secret Treasure 1

Chapter 436: Chapter 430 Secret Treasure 1

Each time he thought about how this guy caused his efforts to crumble time and again, and how he almost lost his Blood Essence Magical Artifact into the bottomless space, Zhou Huaisha felt the frustration in his heart might erupt like a volcano at any moment.

But at this time, his injuries were too severe, and his flying speed was greatly reduced; it felt as though there were countless needles pricking inside his brain incessantly.

"Hand over the Secret Treasure, and I can ensure that only your arms will be broken, sparing your life,"

he growled through the pain.

"Go to hell, do you think I’m an idiot?" Zhao Ke’s gangster nature also came out, holding in his hand the greatest Secret Treasure of the Sand Time Divine Palace. The other party was also holding back due to their trepidation, fearing that he might accidentally destroy the treasure.

"The mighty Vice Sect Leader of the Red Spine Sect, who dominates half the world, is actually so angry over a little guy at the Foundation Establishment Stage. To chase him until now without success, this really is the funniest joke in the world."

Suddenly another voice, gentle yet with a hint of mischief, came from directly in front of where Zhao Ke was fleeing.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Ke’s expression changed again.

"You wretched woman, it’s you!"

He held onto the unconscious Ye Qingchang and stood firm, looking solemnly towards the front.

There floated a fair-faced woman in white, beautiful and smiling, but behind her, a massive half-transparent black twin-headed dog Void Shadow loomed.

The same Zhou Huaisha from the Red Spine Sect who had been relentlessly pursuing him also slowed to a stop, staring coldly at the other party.

"Quan Sheying... you sure caught up fast!"

"Isn’t it a coincidence? Just after teleporting out of the Sand Time Divine Palace, I happen to run into little Keke," Quan Sheying said with a smirk, but the corners of her mouth were unnaturally bulging and split open, revealing her rapidly growing sharp canine teeth.

Her originally fine and white teeth had become as sharp and dense as those of a fierce demon in just a few moments!

"I must be cursed!"

Zhao Ke, witnessing this scene, felt alarmed. He had already experienced Quan Sheying’s cruelty within the Sand Time Divine Palace; she could eat dozens of people for a thousand-year-old herb, ignoring the backgrounds and powers of those experts she consumed.

After obtaining the Secret Treasure, this woman had pursued him relentlessly. Had it not been for his quick escape through the mechanisms, he would have ended up as bones, directly digested by this Witch into mere remains.

"Quan Sheying, think carefully. This isn’t inside the Divine Palace. Whether the Yuan Dou Demon Sect can afford the consequences of this calamity is another matter," Zhou Huaisha spoke with an implied threat.

Quan Sheying laughed sharply.

"Whether we can afford it or not, as long as I kill you and then eat him, won’t there be no one left to know what happened today?"

"Kill me?" Zhou Huaisha suddenly burst into laughter, "With your current state of being strong on the outside but weak on the inside?"

Strong on the outside but weak on the inside?

Zhao Ke immediately felt a surge of joy, realizing that Quan Sheying’s escape from the trap must have come at a price.

Seizing the moment when Quan Sheying was shaken by the revelation, Zhao Ke squeezed the Secret Treasure in his hand.

Suddenly, a mass of distortion enveloping him turned into a rainbow light, and he vanished from the spot.

It turned out to be a Spatial Treasure. His ability to evade Yuan Jing, who mastered the rules of space, for such a long time, even with the unconscious Ye Qingchang, clearly relied on this object.

Both Yuan Jings moved at the same time, shooting towards the direction of the spatial fluctuations. Although they both pursued quickly, there was still at least a hundred meters’ distance between them, clearly indicating both sides were wary of each other.

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Whoosh!

A distortion abruptly appeared beside Lin Xin, and Zhao Ke burst out from it with Ye Qingchang in tow.

He had just caught his breath and hadn’t fully recovered his senses when he felt a sharp pain in his throat and was lifted into the air, his head spinning.

"Ow, ow, oww!!"

He cried out, only then clearly seeing who was in front of him.

A middle-aged Confucian Scholar emanating a gentle and unimposing aura, with a hint of a smile on his face, yet his right hand held Zhao Ke’s throat so casually yet firmly that the Protective Aura was squeezed and deformed like leather, compressing his throat and nearly shattering his adam’s apple.

"Brother Lin! It’s me... I’m Zhao Ke...!"

He immediately recognized the person; it was none other than Lin Xin, the formidable and eccentric Master who had captured him and taken him to the Radiance Society’s branch.

"Zhao Ke?" Lin Xin recognized him as well. This young man had led him to the Radiance Society, albeit forcibly, but afterwards, they got along fairly well.

"What are you doing here?"

He immediately released Zhao Ke, who had unexpectedly emerged from his side, barely stopping himself from strangling the young man in a reflex.

"Cough, cough, cough... Isn’t this... escaping from the brink of death?" Zhao Ke struggled to cough a few times, hurriedly catching his breath as he nearly got choked to death.

"I tell you, Brother Lin, your strength is really..."

Whoosh!

Before he could finish his sentence, a black silhouette suddenly flew towards them from mid-air.

"The Red Spine Sect is handling affairs, scram if you don’t want to die!"

A powerful, shaking voice came down from above.

"The Red Spine Sect?" Lin Xin narrowed his eyes, looking up.

The three from the other Sect who were on the side also felt their hearts jump, looking towards where the voice came from, but they all had a trace of joy in their hearts. An unforeseen change was also an opportunity, and perhaps there might be a twist this time.

They had all thought they were certainly doomed before.

Zhou Huaisha, with blood at the corners of his mouth, soared above the two graves of Kun Ji and looked down at everyone from his vantage point.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, another sound of tearing through the air came.

Quan Sheying’s ferocious face abruptly appeared in the air behind Lin Xin, positioning herself alongside Zhou Huaisha to form a pincer attack.

"Oh my, isn’t this our sect’s junior brother?"

"It’s Sister Quan She," Lin Xin licked his lips, slightly turning his face, recognizing Quan Sheying’s wild yet coldly murderous aura just from the feeling of it. That aura had left a deep impression on him back then.

"Lin Ge, save me!!!" Zhao Ke’s face had turned pale, he could only use his spatial treasure a few more times, and if he used it more, he feared he would be the first to explode and collapse.

His nostrils had already started to bleed, and at least thirty percent of the blood vessels in his body had burst. If not for the treasure suppressing it, he might have dropped dead at any moment.

"You’re from the Yuan Dou Demon Sect?" Zhou Huaisha’s eyes, like those of a lion, conveyed an indescribable restlessness.

Lin Xin’s Confucian robe was whipped about by the fierce winds brought by Yuan Jing, and his jade-like features were exposed as his long black hair was blown back after the hairband snapped.

His waist-length black hair spread out chaotically, giving him an eerie and otherworldly aura.

"It seems I’ve stumbled upon some incredible event...." His smile grew even brighter.

Lin Xiaoyu, standing off to the side, pleaded with a trembling voice.

"Sword... Sword Devil, can you spare us a way out... let us leave this place first...."

The three of them from Tianyun Dao could hardly withstand the oppressive might between the three great powers, a result of the natural forces of Demonic Qi and Spiritual Energy, the friction and pressure between them.

If they stayed here too long with their inferior cultivation, their blood pressure would get too high and burst.

"Leave?" A flash of blood-red gleamed in Lin Xin’s eyes.

Hisss!!!

In an instant, he swept his sword horizontally, extending a three-meter-long red demonic sword, severing the two disciples from Tianyun Dao at their waists.

Spurt.....

Blood spurted out, splashing all over the ground.

Lin Xiaoyu, who was standing slightly behind, had a momentary blank expression.

She watched in horror as the upper bodies of her two fellow disciples were sliced apart at the waist and gradually slid down, falling to the ground with lifeless faces after soft thuds.

Perhaps even they had not expected that Lin Xin, who had been speaking normally just moments ago, would suddenly strike.

But life and death are predestined, and everything was already too late.

If they had known this would be the outcome of their journey, maybe they would have preferred death to leaving the Sect.

Stepping back two paces and trembling, Lin Xiaoyu finally realized what had happened.

Ah!!!!!!!

She screamed frantically, her piercing voice cutting through even the overwhelming Spiritual Pressure brought by the two hovering Yuan Jing.

"What a pity, I only need one person," Lin Xin said with a slight smile on his face.

Unbeknownst to himself, the black hair behind him seemed to be increasingly tinged with red.

Zhao Ke, holding Ye Qingchang, swallowed hard and stepped back two paces, also terrified.

It seemed that this person was like a predatory figure on the Demon Path. When he first saw him, he was already killing indiscriminately, and now he was even more ruthlessly cruel. Those clothes should belong to someone from Tianyun Dao, and yet he didn’t hesitate to kill even allies.

Now, three of the top experts had gathered together. It seemed that Brother Lin might have some relation with that stinking old witch, Quan Sheying—perhaps this time he would be able to mend their relationship enough to escape with his life....

He was somewhat uncertain in his heart, but also felt a slight relief.

"Long time no see, junior brother seems to have changed into a completely different person..." Quan Sheying’s eyes flashed with a hint of cold light as she spoke softly.

"Isn’t it the same for you, senior sister? Weren’t you in the Sand Time Divine Palace? How come you have time to wander around?" Lin Xin’s face, too, was overflowed with a warm smile.

"Now that junior brother’s cultivation has greatly advanced, how about we join forces to kill this Vice Sect Leader of the Red Spine Sect first?" Quan Sheying was clearly wary of Lin Xin as well.

Even though she had just escaped from the Divine Palace, she could tell something was off about Lin Xin’s state.

Plus, she had not yet received the news that Lin Xin had been abandoned by the Yuan Dou Demon Sect, so she still assumed they were on the same side.

At her words, Lin Xin also seemed intrigued. His gaze immediately fell on Zhou Huaisha.

Zhou Huaisha’s expression looked somewhat unnatural.

Although Lin Xin did not have Yuan Jing’s aura, his presence was not to be underestimated. On a normal day, it would be fine, but now he was seriously injured, and that little bit of extra force was like the last straw that broke the camel’s back.

The situation was clearly unfavorable for him, but the thought of leaving without accomplishing his goal was too bitter to bear. He had also sent out a call for reinforcements when he had come out of the formation, but perhaps due to the distance, there had been no response at this point.

"Good... very good!! Yuan Dou Demon Sect... I’ll remember this," he finally chose to retreat. With his current condition being so dire, he needed to return and recuperate before anything else.

A great battle, in the end, was averted.

Zhou Huaisha, who had a firm grasp of the rules of space, tore open a black rift in the air with ease, his figure flashing into the side and vanishing without a trace.

Only five people remained at the scene.

Quan Sheying, Lin Xin, Zhao Ke and Ye Qingchang, and the girl kneeling on the ground, Lin Xiaoyu, who was crying inconsolably.