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Chapter 378 - 162: Grand Ceremony Begins, Chi Xiao Divides, Breaking Army’s Ingenious Plan, Significant Changes Indeed_3

Chapter 378: Chapter 162: Grand Ceremony Begins, Chi Xiao Divides, Breaking Army’s Ingenious Plan, Significant Changes Indeed_3

At that moment, he felt the residual sword shadow within him suddenly start to howl, and then quickly, that sword shadow fiercely collapsed downward, contracted, and transformed into a small sword that slowly rotated inside Li Guanyi’s Dantian.

The sword shadow was clear and tranquil, very small, but with a hilt, a blade, and a spine, wonderfully intact.

It glowed with a faint red luminescence.

It was clearly a miniature version of the Chi Xiao Sword.

Between this Chi Xiao Sword and the real Chi Xiao Sword seemed to be a resonance, a connection. It was not a Divine Weapon, yet it bore some resemblance to the spirit division of a Divine Weapon, as though it had signed a covenant in advance, securing its position ahead of other Divine Sword class weapons.

Li Guanyi looked at the Chi Xiao Sword, assured it wouldn’t suddenly lash out, he could finally relax.

Because the Chi Xiao Sword was fast asleep, incredibly peaceful.

Li Guanyi, with his hand over his heart, sensed the sword shadow within and almost laughed, feeling that its move was indeed very cunning and sly.

Without saying anything else, he directly accepted this as the covenant.

And after making the covenant, it cleanly and decisively divided its spirit, handing it over to Li Guanyi as the agreed upon deal.

Brisk and straightforward, without any tests or trials.

You agreed, and I gave it to you immediately.

I gave it to you and then went to sleep, deal with it however you like.

I don’t care what you do.

Cunning.

And yet so magnanimous it’s otherworldly.

Such was the spirit of the Red Emperor, whose demeanor had, eight hundred years ago, attracted countless heroes to serve under his banner—the indomitable spirit of an exceptional hero could be glimpsed from this, one who could discuss shrewd matters with rustic vendors, or visions of taking over the world with the legendary heroes of his time.

Great in small things, and capable of the impossible, such was the Red Emperor.

Witnessing just this division of the sword’s spirit, Li Guanyi felt an indescribable sentiment, merely sighing and saying, "No wonder..."

No wonder such a mighty Overlord was defeated.

But this meant he could rest easy now. Li Guanyi and Ye Buyi, along with Zhou Liuying, two guarding this Forbidden Palace, with Li Guanyi standing on a node of the "Four Symbols Sealing Spirit Formation", step by step, loosened the seals and formations within the Qilin Palace.

Normally, such an approach would be impossible.

But something had happened, and all the Taoists and Magicians inside the Qilin Palace had been withdrawn, barely anyone was inside this Forbidden Palace, and the guards could only stay outside, unable to enter.

One day passed without incident, and Li Guanyi gradually pried the formation apart until only one step remained.

On the day of the great ritual, when all the masters of Chen Country gathered for the ceremony, the Qilin could escape smoothly. Li Guanyi thought about these things, watching the sky as the sun slowly set, the setting sun casting a golden glow across the entire palace complex and Jiangzhou City of Chen Country, breathtakingly beautiful.

The sun set in the blink of an eye, lanterns were lit inside the palace, still bright. The heat of the day dispersed, not so scorching, wearing armor was not as stifling, and all was somewhat comfortable.

Zhou Liuying stretched and said, "That feels better."

"A day without incidents, what a day, ahahaha."

"I thought something big would happen today. I hardly closed my eyes last night, imagining scenes of heroic combat countless times in my mind."

Li Guanyi snorted with laughter.

He thought Zhou Liuying’s imagination was like that of a high school student daydreaming about robbers showing up and then playing the hero to save the world, ideally taking a bullet in front of his beloved girl—just like in a drama.

Then he suddenly realized, Zhou Liuying was only seventeen years old.

In a world rife with conflict, they had almost grown accustomed to it, thought Li Guanyi.

However, Breaking Army’s speculations weren’t necessarily accurate...

Zhou Liuying stretched lazily again, pointing at the sky and laughing loudly, "Come on, this is too boring, Old Heaven, give us some excitement!"

Ye Buyi said, "Isn’t peace and quiet a good thing?"

"What more could you want?"

Zhou Liuying laughed loudly, "For example, like in those storyteller scripts, crashing into the Imperial Palace..." Before he could finish his sentence, several loud booms sounded as if walls had been shattered, followed by a rumbling aura that spread out, snuffing out many lanterns.

The clamor of armed conflict suddenly intensified, Zhou Liuying’s scalp went numb, "Is it really happening?!"

"Damn it, Heaven!"

"I was just shooting my mouth off!"

He tumbled to grab the Battle Halberd while Li Guanyi also gripped his weapon, his eyelid twitching.

Breaking Army, oh, Breaking Army.

You really don’t need to be so clever.

Dust spread before them, lanterns shattered, visibility was poor, not enough to see; five hundred Armored Soldiers charged forward, with Li Guanyi and company guarding this place, not yet waiting for reinforcements, suddenly the dust cleared.

All five hundred Armored Soldiers had already fallen to the ground.

And the attacker was just one person!

Other directions too were filled with roars and the clang of sword on sword; evidently, more than one person had arrived. The newcomers darted like shadows, their weapons swept away Zhou Liuying and Ye Buyi’s halberds, shattering them!

The two youths’ palms split open.

Only Li Guanyi withstood the blow.

But at the next moment, two green shadows passed through, directly knocking Zhou Liuying and Ye Buyi away.

The attacker didn’t seem to have a killing intent, merely causing them to faint rather than killing them, and all five hundred imperial guards were alive as well. As the cape fluttered, a crossbow arrow shot forth; the figure tilted its head, the hat was pierced, revealing the bald head of a monk.

Then with a countermove, Jin Qi hit the nape of the imperial guard, knocking him out cold.

It was a monk holding a green bamboo.

Li Guanyi recognized him!

One of the twenty-four Fierce Generals of the Taiping Duke, the bearer of the standard!

Zhi Ge—

Yan Xuanji!