The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 530 - 529: Who Exactly is the Demon!

Chapter 530: Chapter 529: Who Exactly is the Demon!

The desolate sword cultivator was none other than Ji Xiang.

As Ji Xiang fell into the water, his blood-red eyes gave off a light of bloodlust and impatience. When he looked at Lin Bai, a surge of rage appeared in his eyes.

The demon sword in his hand released a cold, merciless blood-colored sword light.

Monstrous, cruel, sharp, ruthless, barreling a myriad of terrifying powers, all materialized on the demon sword.

The old monk’s face was filled with fear. He said to Lin Bai, "Young friend, quickly activate the Four Locks Divine Trapping Array, I’ll distract him for you!"

"Quickly, I can only buy you some time."

The old monk spoke urgently.

Seeing Ji Xiang emerging, Lin Bai was also taken aback, quickly asking, "How can I activate the Four Locks Divine Trapping Array?"

The old monk stated, "Swim down into the water pond, at the bottom of the pond there’s a mechanism. Press down on the mechanism, and you will activate the Four Locks Divine Trapping Array!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Bai immediately sprang into action, diving under the water.

Seeing Lin Bai’s movement, the desolate sword cultivator’s eyes widened in fear, his blood-red gaze flashing, as if he was terrified of Lin Bai going underwater.

"No, no, no!"

A hoarse cry of astonishment came from his throat.

He immediately pursued Lin Bai, the demon sword in his hand could slay gods and demons, terrifying beyond measure.

"Hmm, Ji Xiang, your adversary is me!"

The old monk flashed in front of Ji Xiang, stopping his pursuit.

Lin Bai’s speed increased, heading towards the bottom of the pond.

Down at the bottom, Lin Bai saw rows of magic circle symbols carved on the ground.

In the center of this magic circle was a palm-sized mechanism, on it were carved the figures of an Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu, ferocious creatures from ancient times.

"So this is the mechanism?"

Lin Bai approached the mechanism, speaking softly.

As the old monk battled Ji Xiang, he saw Lin Bai nearing the mechanism and cried out desperately, "Benefactor, do not hesitate, press the mechanism quickly, if I can’t hold off Ji Xiang, you’ll also be killed!"

"No no!" Ji Xiang’s blood-red eyes flickered, he cried out in fear.

However, Lin Bai, standing before the mechanism, showed no signs of activating it.

The old monk saw Lin Bai’s hesitation and cried out in urgency, "Benefactor, if not now, then when?"

Lin Bai lowered his head, a slight smirk playing on his lips, "Master, your storytelling is stellar, but there are a few things that confuse me."

The old monk asked in astonishing, "Benefactor, what are you talking about?"

Lin Bai chuckled, "You said you’re a monk, so I ask you, who is the one who split that Buddha statue in the temple?"

Old monk, while fending off Ji Xiang, said urgently to Lin Bai, "Naturally it was Ji Xiang who did it, Benefactor, do not hesitate any longer, quickly press the mechanism."

Lin Bai shook his head, "No, that sword did not come from Ji Xiang."

"First of all, Ji Xiang does not have a sword skill so sharp. On that Buddha statue, I felt an alarming malicious intent, this malicious intent desired to shatter the sky and exterminate all life!"

"While Ji Xiang’s sword is cruel and ruthless, it does not carry an intent to exterminate life!"

"Second, Ji Xiang isn’t capable of smashing the temple. Before I jumped into this pond, Ji Xiang attacked me with a sword, but when it hit the temple, it was deflected by the power of the temple."

"Ji Xiang’s demon sword is unable to harm anything inside the temple, therefore, that sword which split the Buddha statue was definitely not executed by Ji Xiang!"

Lin Bai in a soft tone said, "Hence, within this temple, you could only be the one who split the Buddha statue."

"You claim to be a monk, but let me ask you, which Buddhist monastery do you come from, how many temples are on this mountain, how many Buddhas inside the temple, how many incense are burned in front of Buddha, how many monks chant before the incense?"

Lin Bai turned his head, his eyes frosty as he queried the old monk.

Cornered by Lin Bai’s probing, the old monk’s face twisted in fear and ferocity.

Lin Bai commented indifferently: "Perhaps you truly are a monk, but you’re definitely not the type who persuades others towards good deeds!"

"You are a demon monk!"

Lin Bai declared coldly.

The old monk retorted sternly: "Guest, it’s one thing for you not to help, but why do you slander me?"

Lin Bai shook his head: "Stop pretending. When I entered beneath the water pond, despite your efforts to hide it, I still sensed the Sword Intention pervading the water and the killing intent in your eyes!"

"This is not something a monk should possess."

"Sword Cultivators are always most sensitive to killing intent and Sword Intention."

Lin Bai stared at the old monk: "You are a Sword Cultivator, and your Sword Intention is strong. When you looked at me, I could see the killing intent hidden deep in your eyes, like a dormant venomous snake ready to spring out and consume me any moment!"

Lin Bai gazed solemnly at the old monk.

Upon hearing Lin Bai’s words, the Desolate Sword Cultivator stumbled in his swordplay.

Instantly, the old monk and the Desolate Sword Cultivator were both sent flying.

The flush of blood in the Desolate Sword Cultivator’s eyes subsided as he saw Lin Bai.

The old monk no longer obstructed the Desolate Sword Cultivator, but he also didn’t charge towards Lin Bai.

Seeing the Desolate Sword Cultivator’s tranquility, Lin Bai silently mused: "Seems like my guess was correct, otherwise, the old monk can’t prevent Ji Xiang now. According to the old monk’s story, Ji Xiang fears that I will steal his Demon Sword, so Ji Xiang should rush down and kill me now that the old monk isn’t interfering!"

"Ji Xiang didn’t act, proving that my guess was correct!"

"At least, half correct."

Lin Bai affirmed confidently in his heart.

"So I guess, beneath this device, there might not be a hidden Great Array, but rather a way to unseal your Magic Circle."

Lin Bai enquired with a serious expression.

"Hehehehahahagagaga!"

The old monk saw that Lin Bai did not intend to activate the device any longer. His complexion changed instantly, his face twisting into a grotesque grin.

The old monk snarled with a sinister laugh: "Hahaha, wouldn’t it have been better if you activated that device obediently? Then, I could at least let you die effortlessly!"

"Now that you refuse to cooperate, you really make me angry!"

"After waiting for over a hundred years, only now has a living being wandered in! Do I have it easy?"

The old monk jeered wintrily.

Lin Bai asked: "Tell me, is the illusion I saw real, or was it a false illusion you carefully set up to confuse me?"

The old monk snickered disdainfully at Lin Bai: "Does it matter if it’s real or fake? Being the wielder of the Devouring Sword Spirit, aren’t you aware of the destiny you’re about to face?"

Lin Bai asked coldly: "You know I possess the Devouring Sword Spirit!"

"What is the destiny of the Devouring Sword Spirit?"

Upon hearing this, the old monk burst into laughter: "Hahaha, so you don’t know."

"Hahaha, then you can slowly discover it, your Martial Soul is a cursed Martial Soul!"

"Your future will become colorful due to your Martial Soul!"