Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 409 - 409 408 Jade-faced Young Man Fourth Update

409: Chapter 408: Jade-faced Young Man (Fourth Update) 409: Chapter 408: Jade-faced Young Man (Fourth Update) “You lot, come over here!”

The masked man, Jade-faced Young Man, looked towards those Black Tiger Gang Disciples whose Cultivation was destroyed.

“Who killed Bao Hu?”

“Demon, Demon!” Those people looked terrified, shaking their heads continuously.

The Jade-faced Young Man’s expression was grim, his fingers forming claws, and he suddenly grabbed one of the Black Tiger Gang Disciples.

In the next moment, that person’s head was pierced, streaks of Blood Qi rose, quickly evaporating.

The Jade-faced Young Man closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again.

“It’s actually a youth,” he murmured.

Just now, he had used a special Soul Searching Technique and had seen the scene of Lin Xuan slaying Bao Hu.

Could it be a Disciple from a Top Sect?

The Jade-faced Young Man wondered.

At this age, to possess such means, it had to be a Disciple from a major power.

There was almost no second possibility.

“No matter who it is, as long as they dare to covet the Evil King’s Tomb, I’ll make sure they never return!” A sinister smile hung on his lips.

“Let’s go, we’ll meet this Swordsman.” The Jade-faced Young Man pulled out a folding fan and gave it a gentle wave.

Immediately, those Black Tiger Gang Disciples’ necks bore a line of blood marks, and dozens of people died on cue.

Then, the two figures flickered, vanishing like apparitions amidst the ruins.

Long after, atop these ruins, a faint sound suddenly arose.

The supposedly dead Bao Hu suddenly trembled; he struggled to open his eyes, emitting a hint of Blood Qi.

“Damn it, lucky for me I know this Fake Death Technique; that’s how I fooled that Jade-faced Young Man.”

“I will definitely avenge this!” Bao Hu struggled to get up, beginning to frantically absorb the surrounding nature’s spiritual energy.

His Storage Ring had been taken by Lin, so he had no access to any Elixir Pills for nourishment.

“Thief, I will return today’s grudge a hundredfold!” Bao Hu’s voice was hoarse, filled with endless killing aura.

As the Second Master of the Black Tiger Gang, he had never experienced such humiliation, and today he had nearly died in the Evil King’s Tomb.

However, despite his fury, he did not lose his head.

With his current strength, he was utterly unable to take revenge; moreover, he had deep fear for that Jade-faced Young Man.

“The Jade-faced Young Man, I didn’t expect him to come too!” Bao Hu’s voice was heavy.

Rumor had it that the Jade-faced Young Man was the Evil King’s Disciple and was even more cruel by three degrees than the Evil King.

Ordinary Spirit Fusion Realm Martial Artists had no chance of survival against him, and even Spirit Transformation Realm Martial Artists were reluctant to provoke him.

It seems I have no choice but to use the Blood Demon Melt Body Technique.

Bao Hu’s expression was solemn as he pondered for a long time before gritting his teeth and making a decision.

He propped up his battered body, his hands swiftly forming strange seals.

Instantly, the surrounding fresh blood converged, rushing into his body.

Soon, his body was enveloped by a sphere of blood.

After a long time, the Blood Mist exploded, and a completely dried-up figure appeared atop the ruins.

The figure was entirely withered, like a Zombie, devoid of a human appearance.

This was Bao Hu after using the Ten Thousand Secret Technique.

“The limit of the Spirit Fusion Realm!

This time I will definitely kill that boy!” Bao Hu’s voice was sinister.

He then moved like a Gale towards the distance, everywhere he passed, torrents of Blood Evil Qi soared to the sky.

…

After acquiring the golden inner armor, Lin Xuan had been running non-stop.

At last, he arrived before a massive stone cave.

Countless Gang Winds formed Gang Qi, blowing out from within the stone cave, their aura as if sharp Sword Light was brushing against the body.

Ordinary Spirit Fusion Realm Martial Artists simply couldn’t withstand this Gang Wind.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan had realized the Wind Realm, so the Gang Wind had no effect on him.

His figure drifted unpredictably, like Willow Catkins in the wind, wafting along with it.

If one looked closely, they would discover that each of Lin Xuan’s steps was incredibly profound, as if merging into the wind itself.

“Such terrifying Wind Power, could this stone cave be related to the Wind Shadow Sword?” Lin Xuan’s brows furrowed slightly.

This trip to the Evil King Tomb was in search of the Wind Shadow Sword to increase his strength, and now this suspicious stone cave was not something he would miss.

“Kid, hurry up, a Spirit Transformation Realm Martial Artist is coming!” Lord of Wine suddenly warned.

Lin Xuan also sharply sensed a wild power rapidly approaching, a force far stronger than Bao Hu, something he was utterly unable to resist with his current strength.

He didn’t dare to stay, his body turned into a gale and quickly slipped into the stone cave.

However, the moment he reached the stone cave, that violent aura had already arrived at the entrance.

“Leave me behind!” A cold voice echoed.

Immediately after, Lin Xuan felt the Spiritual Energy around him rapidly condensing, pressing down on him like two great mountains.

“What a terrifying use of Spiritual Energy!” Lin Xuan was shocked in his heart.

He exerted the Wind Realm to its fullest, coordinating his movements with the Gang Wind.

Apart from strong cultivation, Spirit Transformation Realm Martial Artists had a more formidable application and understanding of Spiritual Energy.

While Melt Spirit Realm Martial Artists could only simply manipulate Spiritual Energy, Spirit Transformation Realm Martial Artists could turn the surrounding Spiritual Power into a part of their body, making for a more potent force.

Lin Xuan, relying on the Wind Realm, narrowly escaped a disaster.

He turned into a flash of Sword Light, quickly diving into the stone cave.

“Hmph, he actually dodged it!” The Jade-faced Young Man was surprised; his move was difficult for even Peak of Spirit Fusion Realm Martial Artists to evade.

Yet Lin Xuan, an Early-stage Spirit Fusion Realm Martial Artist, had entered unscathed.

“He has some skills, worthy of being the Swordsman who could slay Bao Hu,” the Jade-faced Young Man sneered, but still not a match for me.

“Senior Brother, could this stone cave be where the Wind Shadow Sword is stored?” the Green-clothed Woman asked.

“It is indeed the place where the Wind Shadow Sword is sealed, but how this kid knows that is a mystery.”

“We better get in quickly, to prevent that kid from getting ahead of us.”

“The Wind Shadow Sword isn’t that easy to obtain, even if we allowed him a hundred years’ head start, he couldn’t get it,” the Jade-faced Young Man was confident.

But he didn’t want to waste time either, with a swing of his palm, the violent Gang Wind tore through, creating a vacuum in the middle.

The two quickly entered the cave.

…

After entering the cave, Lin Xuan dashed all the way, having found this stone cave entirely thanks to the Snow White Monkey.

Inside the cave was a Grotto Heaven, but Lin Xuan had no mood to admire it, let alone stop.

After all, there was a Spirit Transformation Realm powerhouse behind him, capable of taking his life at any moment.

“Ook ook,”

The Snow White Monkey cast a divination, then pointed in a direction and called out.

Lin Xuan got the hint and was about to head there.

Suddenly, a terrifying fluctuation of Spiritual Energy came from behind him.

“Kid, just stay behind obediently for me!” A glazed-colored hand reached out to grab him.

That palm had strange patterns that made the surrounding Spiritual Energy tremble.

“Not good!”

Lin Xuan was alarmed; he hadn’t expected his pursuer to catch up so quickly.

Using the Reverse Dragon Step to its limit, Lin Xuan propelled his speed to the extreme.

Simultaneously, he also activated his black cloak, boosting his speed even further.

In the nick of time, he managed to brush past the jade-like hand.

The dreadful flux of Spiritual Energy forced him to keep retreating.

“Wind Emperor’s Sword!”

Lin Xuan swung his Longsword, splitting the oncoming spiritual pressure.

At the same time, a silent Sword Light surged towards the Jade-faced Young Man behind him.

“Trivial tricks!” The Jade-faced Young Man sneered, casually waving his folding fan to his side.