The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 1572 - 1569: Rage Reaches the Boiling Point!

Chapter 1572: Chapter 1569: Rage Reaches the Boiling Point!

Yang Yuan was already injured from the battle with the White-faced Scholar, and now facing the even stronger Ye Fenghuo, he managed to hang on for a while, but it was like trying to put out a cartload of burning logs with a cup of water; he quickly began to falter.

Just as Ye Fenghuo seized upon Yang Yuan’s lapse, punching him so hard that he spat out fresh blood and was about to finish him with one stroke, a towering roar came from behind: "Ye Fenghuo!"

This roar was filled with three dominant realm of comprehensions, like a wolf and a tiger charging through his body, the sound rolled like thunder, shaking Ye Fenghuo to his core, making his face pale!

Ye Fenghuo couldn’t help but look back, and happened to see the White-faced Scholar among seven strong ones at the Yangshen Realm, lying in a pool of blood in succession. The inscrutable White-faced Scholar and the Green-faced Big Man with his extraordinary physical strength, none could survive Lin Bai’s single sword strike.

One could imagine how powerful that Slaying Immortal strike was.

"How... How is this possible!" Ye Fenghuo’s pupils dilated, the scene before him numbing his whole body with fright.

Those were seven Yangshen Realm strong ones, not seven heads of cabbage, how could they be so easily slain by Lin Bai.

As Ye Fenghuo turned his head, in an instant, Lin Bai’s figure swept in wrapped in an irresistible whirlwind, with ten thousand sword shadows roaring and slashing through it.

Each slash was sharp and unmatched, like a bamboo bursting apart every place Lin Bai passed through.

The power of three different realm of comprehensions continuously flowed through Lin Bai’s body, forming a heaven-reaching presence!

Humming~~, all of a sudden, ripples shocked the air, and Ye Fenghuo’s pupils widened in horror as he looked up to see several sharp sword shadows descending from the ripples above his head.

Ye Fenghuo hurriedly leapt up, his figure flashing several times, retreating a hundred yards, but even though his retreat was timely, his purple robe was left with sword marks from Lin Bai’s recent strikes.

With several strokes, Lin Bai forced Ye Fenghuo back, saving Yang Yuan from danger.

Yang Yuan spat out fresh blood, his complexion pale, and called out worriedly: "Junior Sword Venerate, please be extra careful, this Ye Fenghuo may just be an Inner Gate Elder of your Heaven-reaching Sword Sect, but he has already reached the Second Level of the Yangshen Realm, and possesses the Mountain Splitting strength to establish his own peak within your Heaven-reaching Sword Sect!"

Mountain Splitting refers to having one’s own mountain peak within the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect.

For instance, there are now seventy-two mountain peak masters within the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect, and these masters have the capacity to establish their mounts.

For an Inner Gate Elder to establish their own peak, they still need to pass the assessment of the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect.

Within the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect, the elders are also stratified by rank.

Outer Sect Elders, in charge of the Outer Sect, are mostly composed of strong ones at the Yin Saint Realm, and they are mostly Inner Disciples.

Inner Gate Elders are all experts at the Perfect Yin Saint Realm or even those at the Yangshen Realm.

The third tier among the elders belongs to the Feng Yue Elders, who can establish their own peaks within the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect; these elders, far more powerful than the Inner Gate Elders, are the backbone of the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect.

Originally, Ye Fenghuo planned to apply to establish his peak and become the master of the Seventy-third peak after the Divine Weapon Feast in Haizhen City was concluded!

Regrettably, Lin Bai had come knocking at his door, and whether Ye Fenghuo could leave alive today was yet another matter.

"Senior Yang Yuan, worry not, rest by the side and watch me slay this man." Lin Bai heard Yang Yuan’s reminder, his face did not lose a trace of its coldness, instead, it only intensified.

Upon hearing this, Yang Yuan immediately said, "Junior Sword Venerate, although your strength is extraordinary and you are aided by the Heaven-reaching Sword Skill, your cultivation is, after all, too weak. It’s not advisable for you to fight him head-on. Why don’t we join forces? We only need to scare him off."

"No matter!" Lin Bai’s gaze turned icy, and when he looked towards Ye Fenghuo, intense murderous intent surged forth.

"The grudge of a slain wife! The hatred of a murdered son! We cannot coexist under the same sky!"

Lin Bai stared at Ye Fenghuo with eyes fierce like a wolf and ferocious like a tiger, filled not just with towering murderous intent, but also a touch of madness and brutality.

He gripped the hilt of the Demonic Sword tightly, using all his strength, his expression wildly violent. Even the Demonic Sword itself began to tremble violently, as if it could feel Lin Bai’s murderous intent and rage!

Ye Fenghuo stood a hundred paces from Lin Bai, now gazing at him. The murderous intent around him had solidified, forming a blood-red mist that enveloped Lin Bai. He could faintly feel within that blood-hued mist Lin Bai’s eyes, which seemed intent on devouring him!

At this moment, Ye Fenghuo also felt that something was amiss. Lin Bai did not seem to have come to assist Yang Yuan at all; rather, Lin Bai seemed specifically intent on killing him!

Yang Yuan, standing behind Lin Bai, looked at the current Lin Bai and was deeply shocked, unbelievingly saying, "Such intense killing intent... it has actually solidified!"

Seeing the blood-colored mist wandering around Lin Bai, Yang Yuan’s pupils shook with shock, "Could it be that this Junior Sword Venerate holds some irreconcilable enmity with Ye Fenghuo?"

"Junior Sword Venerate! We have no grudges in the past, nor recent quarrels. Why must you oppose me?" Ye Fenghuo coldly spoke, his Treasure Sword slightly lifting, a cold chill permeating the air.

"Heh!" Upon hearing those words, a cold laugh came from within the blood-colored mist: "What a ’no grudges in the past nor recent quarrels’!"

"Ye Fenghuo!"

"Ye Fenghuo!"

"Ye Fenghuo!"

Lin Bai called out Ye Fenghuo’s name three times, each louder than the last, each angrier than the last, each with stronger murderous intent than the last!

"I want you dead!" Finally, the volcano of anger that had been building up inside Lin Bai erupted.

A sharp roar thundered from within the blood-colored mist, and in an instant, Heavenly Wolf Island began to shake violently. The entire island, the entire sky, the entire world seemed to grow a touch more austere with Lin Bai’s angry roar.

Whoosh—

As soon as the voice fell, a figure suddenly shot out from the murderous intent-solidified blood mist, charging straight at Ye Fenghuo at a speed so fast that even the naked eye struggled to capture it!

Ye Fenghuo’s expression changed, his old face chilling, as he gently pointed his Treasure Sword forward, instantly cleaving a thousand sword shadows through the air.

As the sword shadows emerged, an overwhelming Sword Intention surged from Ye Fenghuo’s body, targeting Lin Bai with a fierce strike.

"Green Feather! Thousand Plumes!"

Ye Fenghuo’s pupils darkened, his longsword immediately slashing out myriad sword auras like feathers, thin as cicada wings but terrifyingly potent as they directly assaulted Lin Bai.

"It’s the ’Blue Feather Sword Skill’!" Seeing the sword skill Ye Fenghuo had displayed, Yang Yuan suddenly exclaimed, "Junior Sword Venerate, you must not resist it head-on, this is a King Skill Level technique!"