The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 531 - 530: The Devil Monk!

Chapter 531: Chapter 530: The Devil Monk!

The old monk looked at Lin Bai pitifully, his gaze filled with sympathy.

Lin Bai knew that the old monk must have known some secrets about the Devouring Sword Spirit.

"Tell me, what is the fate of the Devouring Sword Spirit?" Lin Bai asked urgently.

The old monk looked at Lin Bai pitifully and said, "When you awakened your Martial Soul, your destiny was already set. The death before the Divine Elixir is your best outcome!"

Lin Bai asked coldly, "What do you mean by that?"

The old monk snorted coldly, "Humph, Ji Xiang, you’ve trapped me here for a hundred years. I’ve had enough. Even at the risk of my soul scattering, I have to leave this damned place!"

Boom——

As the old monk finished speaking, his aura surged. In the water current, every drop of water had turned into a sharp sword. With one pointed finger by the old monk, the swords flew towards the Desolate Sword Cultivator and Lin Bai!

Lin Bai’s eyes changed dramatically, pulling out the Qingge Sword to swiftly counterattack.

Lin Bai swung his sword, radiating hundreds of rays of swordlight, obliterating all the water swords charging at them.

The Desolate Sword Cultivator’s actions were much simpler. With a slash of his Demon Sword, he shattered all the water swords ricocheting before him!

The Desolate Sword Cultivator looked at Lin Bai and said coldly, "Leave!"

Lin Bai nodded, and the Feng Lei Divine Wings flickered, carrying Lin Bai’s body directly towards the surface of the water pond.

With a sense of reluctance, the old monk roared at Lin Bai, "No! After a hundred years, a full hundred years, I have only seen a living Warrior like you. You can’t just leave like this!"

"Young man, if you can break the seal for me, I promise to tell you what the fate of the Devouring Sword Spirit is!"

"And I’ll tell you who the formidable enemy you’ll face next is!"

"As long as you break the seal for me, I’m willing to pass on my entire knowledge to you!"

The old monk looked expectantly at Lin Bai.

Upon hearing this—

Lin Bai stopped in his tracks, uncertainty on his face.

Lin Bai wasn’t sure if the illusion the old monk showed him was real or not.

Lin Bai really wanted to know, what on earth was the fate of the Devouring Sword Spirit!

But even if Lin Bai had a handful of questions, a thousand doubts, he would never bow to a monk full of lies. Who knew if what he told Lin Bai was the truth?

Seeing Lin Bai stop, the Desolate Sword Cultivator’s eyes flashed red. He was afraid that Lin Bai might suddenly change his mind and agree to break the seal for the old monk.

Lin Bai turned back, staring at the old monk and said, "No need, I will find all the answers myself!"

"While you keep saying this is my destiny. I’m sorry; I stopped believing in destiny when I awoke my Martial Soul!"

With that, without looking back, Lin Bai prepared to leave!

"Damn it!"

The old monk roared in fury, "Since you didn’t agree to my terms, I can’t let you leave! Stay! Let me torture you for hundreds of years. Eventually, you will agree to break this seal for me!"

At this moment, the old monk planned to keep Lin Bai here and slowly torture him. If Lin Bai couldn’t bear it anymore, he would naturally agree to break the seal for the old monk.

Boom——

Suddenly, an agitation passed through. A shocking force surged within the entire water pond.

An enormous invisible hand clawed at Lin Bai.

Lin Bai’s face transformed drastically. Looking up, he saw countless water currents rising like a giant hand, ready to capture him.

This was a manifestation of the old monk’s soul power, not his cultivation.

The old monk’s physical body was shattered. Without a Dantian, he had no cultivation.

Just relying on the strength of his Divine Soul, he was so powerful. Lin Bai felt a deep fear of the old monk’s cultivation!

"Break!"

"Sword Intent! Eternal Silence of Mountains and Rivers!"

Lin Bai thrust his sword upwards, a powerful Sword Qi seemingly tearing the sky and earth fell.

The old monk laughed coldly, "Haha, do you really think your amateur Sword Intent can challenge me? Since you figured out that I’m also a Sword Cultivator, let me show you the power of a Third-order Sword Intent!"

During the old monk’s angry roar, a massive Sword Intent channeled the power of heaven and earth.

The water in the pond seemed to come alive, amassing infinite power, forming a massive water sword, cutting through the surging water toward Lin Bai!

"Get lost!"

Lin Bai’s face was filled with shock, the third-order sword intent was incredibly strong.

At that moment, the third-order sword intent displayed by the old monk was far more powerful than Jian Ruohan’s third-order sword intent. It was at least at the level of Great Perfection of the third-order sword intent!

The gigantic water sword launched its attack.

The soul-grabbing power within horrified Lin Bai, and his face turned pale.

"Divine Power! Gentle Sword!"

"Divine Power! Wind-Slaying!"

Lin Bai gritted his teeth, and his two swords flew down in a slashing manner.

The old monk’s eyes widened in surprise, and he furiously growled, "Damn it! You can use Divine Power! But what’s the use? Even though I am only a divine soul now, I still possess the power of the first layer of the Human Elixir Realm! That’s enough to defeat you!"

The old monk pushed forward violently, which suddenly intensified the power within the water sword. It smashed all the sword Qi in its path and blasted in front of Lin Bai.

"Damn it!"

Lin Bai’s expression drastically changed. The water sword was already in front of him, leaving him no chance to dodge.

The water sword was about to strike Lin Bai.

The moment the sword fell, Lin Bai would either die or be grievously injured.

Just at this critical moment.

A crimson sword aura slashed and directly shattered the water sword that was attacking Lin Bai!

"Ji Xiang!"

The old monk roared in anger.

The desolate sword cultivator with blood-red eyes glanced at the old monk, then turned around, grabbed Lin Bai’s shoulder and leaped out from the water pond.

"No, no, no!"

Seeing the desolate sword cultivator leaving with Lin Bai, the old monk couldn’t help but roar in anger!

Roar!

Within the water pond, a vast wave of power surged, shaking the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.

They left the dry well.

The desolate sword cultivator threw Lin Bai on the ground and glanced back deeply at the dry well.

Then, the desolate sword cultivator said to Lin Bai, "Leave and never come back."

Roar——

The old monk’s angry roar echoed from the water pond below.

"Ji Xiang, don’t wait until I get out. Otherwise, I will make sure you die a horrible death!"

"And you, with the Devouring Sword Spirit, hmm. I guess I don’t have to find you, since you’re bound to die under the Devouring Sword Spirit’s fate! You better savor your remaining days."

"The faster your cultivation improves, the closer you are to death!"

"Hahahaha."

The old monk began to laugh maniacally.

Lin Bai’s face remained expressionless, his eyes flickered with a killing intention as he stared at the dry well below.

Then, Lin Bai turned around and swiftly left the temple.

Just as Lin Bai turned around, the Headless Knight arrived at the temple.

Lin Bai looked at the Headless Knight as if facing a formidable enemy. His power was on par with the desolate sword cultivator.

The desolate sword cultivator said, "Let him go."

The Headless Knight cleared a path, allowing Lin Bai to leave.

Lin Bai looked back at the desolate sword cultivator and said, "Thank you."

In a harsh and cold voice, the desolate sword cultivator replied, "We are both sword cultivators. I hope my fate does not befall you. Protect your family and loved ones."

"If the sword in your hand does not unsheath for your family and loved ones, then there’s no point."

The desolate sword cultivator advised Lin Bai earnestly.

"I’ll bear it in mind." Lin Bai nodded, turned around and left the Forbidden Zone Forest.