The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 536 - 535: I am complete with it!

Chapter 536: Chapter 535: I am complete with it!

The flying sword halted.

With a panicked look on his face, Hu Jiang urgently yelled, "What’s happening? What the hell is going on?"

Hu Jiang was desperately channeling his True Qi, trying to force the flying sword to thrust forward.

But no matter how hard he tried, the flying sword remained rooted before Lin Bai, refusing to advance a single step.

Lin Bai, meanwhile, stood leisurely in front of the flying sword, with no defenses up, nor any attempt to dodge.

"What in the world is happening? Am I seeing ghosts?"

Hu Jiang exclaimed in a flurry of disbelief.

Lin Bai chuckled lightly, "Let me show you how to wield this sword."

"Flying sword!"

Lin Bai softly called out.

Hum—

As Lin Bai’s words trailed off, the flying sword gripped tightly by Hu Jiang, suddenly spun with an alarming speed, directly flinging Hu Jiang off.

The flying sword whirled, playfully zipping up, down, and around Lin Bai, appearing to court his favor.

Hu Jiang stared at the blade in disbelief.

When Hu Jiang first received it, the sword felt like a piece of scrap iron—he simply could not get it to fly no matter how hard he tried.

Regardless of the amount of True Qi Hu Jiang tried to channel into the flying sword, none was able to penetrate it.

Yet now, with a mere shout from Lin Bai, the flying sword took to the air once more, as if reborn.

With desolation in his eyes, Hu Jiang watched the flying sword in flight, murmuring, "Does it mean it was never really mine?"

Lin Bai said coldly, "It is a part of me, and I am a part of it. Without me, it falls. With it, I am whole!"

"Flying sword, go!"

With a point of his finger, Lin Bai directed the sword towards Hu Jiang.

"Damn it! I won’t admit defeat!"

Hu Jiang roared in anger, sensing the chill radiating from the flying sword.

Above his head, the black mist rolled, revealing his Martial Soul.

At that moment, Hu Jiang launched a vicious palm strike at Lin Bai, the power from it bursting forth in a blinding glow.

Swift-—

However, in a flash of the flying sword, it pierced through all of Hu Jiang’s palm glares, penetrated him with a single thrust.

With a sickening squelch,

A gash appeared on Hu Jiang’s neck, blood gushing out.

Clutching his neck, Hu Jiang felt cold all over, his eyes fixed on the flying sword as he slowly closed them.

Up until his death, Hu Jiang still had a burning desire for the flying sword.

Lin Bai gave Hu Jiang a brief glance, and the flying sword pivoted. A spiritual mark shone on Lin Bai’s forehead as he recalled the sword back into his dantian.

Immediately thereafter, Lin Bai left the mountain cave.

Now the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains were deep in the night with the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Although the moon was bright, it was cold and unsympathetic!

Lin Bai picked up all the storage bags of the warriors in the Ash Mountain Range.

After a thorough search, he got a good amount of spiritual stones.

"I didn’t expect these guys to have so many spiritual stones. Surprisingly, I managed to net more than ten million."

Lin Bai laughed. The large haul of spiritual stones made him particularly delighted.

"I have more than eighty half-step Divine Pill Realm Great Perfection demon beasts in my storage bag now. Each one’s worth about a million spiritual stones."

"So when you add it all up, it’s close to one hundred and fifty million."

"Hehe, it seems I won’t have to worry about spiritual stones for a while."

"I should head back to Qi Mountain to sell these demon beast corpses first."

"It seems a major incident has happened on Mount Qi, the former master of Mount Qi, Meng Yuanhan, has been poisoned and died..."

Lin Bai rested for a night in the Ash Mountain Range, and it was at dawn of the second day that he set out for Mount Qi.

Suddenly, another earth-shattering news echoed within the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.

Ever since Long Yi was slain by a master.

All the inhabitants of the Ash Mountain Range were slaughtered in a single night. Every living creature within the Ash Mountain Range was wiped out.

The two strongest battle teams that dominated the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains for five years, the Ash Battle Team and the Heavenly Dragon Battle Team, disappeared from the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains overnight.

The warriors speculated that these two teams were cursed by the Temple, which is why they vanished overnight.

These two great teams were mentioned less and less, gradually fading from memory.

But the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains were never short of strong ones. When the Heavenly Dragon Battle Team and the Ash Battle Team fell, new strong ones stood up and began their era of supremacy.

Lin Bai, from the top of the Ash Mountain Range, stepped on the flying sword, rushed into the clouds, and prepared to return to Mount Qi.

The current Ash Mountain range where Lin Bai was located was not far from Mount Qi. For warriors, it would take about ten days to run there, but for Lin Bai, riding a flying sword would take just an hour.

The speed of the flying sword was unmatched even by the strong ones of the Flying Sky Realm.

Moreover, the speed of the flying sword would continually increase with the improvement of Lin Bai’s cultivation.

Now the flying sword could travel one hundred and eighty thousand li in an instant.

When Lin Bai’s cultivation rose to the Divine Elixir Realm, the Flying Sky Realm... The speed of the flying sword would then become two hundred thousand li, three hundred thousand li, four hundred thousand li... even up to a million li, ten million li in an instant.

Or perhaps by that time, Lin Bai could leap over thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant on the flying sword, roam the Three Realms and Six Paths freely, and be at ease in the world.

Only then could he truly be called the Heaven and Earth Supreme, the Peerless Sword Emperor.

Lin Bai rode his sword through the clouds, using the thick clouds to shield the golden light on the flying sword, preventing other warriors from seeing the flying sword.

But at this moment.

A heartrending and stately roar shook the clouds into a ripple.

Upon hearing it, Lin Bai hurriedly cast his gaze downwards.

"Is Meng Yun Chuan destined to die here?! Heavens, natural law is unjust!"

This roar was full of grief and indignation, the anger soared, shattering the clouds and chilling the beasts.

"Is it Meng Yun Chuan?"

Lin Bai just happened to hear this roar, and quickly looked down, only to see Meng Yun Chuan cornered on a cliff by over a hundred warriors.

Meng Yun Chuan was covered in blood and in a pathetic state.

Sword wounds and knife cuts on his body had shattered his meridians.

Meng Yun Chuan, covered in wounds, would need at least half a month to heal.

However, he was now in a desperate situation, definitely not having the strength to escape!

Among the more than one hundred warriors surrounding and trying to kill Meng Yun Chuan, all were dressed in the clothes of Mount Qi. Leading them was a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothes, his face full of mockery, a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, looking disdainfully at Meng Yun Chuan.

"Hmm, Meng Yun Chuan, now that things have come to this, where do you plan to escape?" The middle-aged man sneered and said.

Meng Yun Chuan had a bitter smile on his face. Now that his meridians were all severed and were impossible to repair in a short time, and being in such a desperate situation, Meng Yun Chuan knew very well that he was doomed today.

Meng Yun Chuan sneered, "Qu Lang! I only regret that my father didn’t kill you, you ungrateful cur, back then!"

"But don’t be proud, even if I die, I’ll become a ghost and come back for revenge!"

Meng Yun Chuan said viciously.

Qu Lang sneered, "I’m afraid you won’t have that opportunity."

"Humph, don’t worry, we won’t kill you. We will capture you and take you back to watch your dear sister marry Brother Qin Hai. On the night of the wedding, we will definitely let you see for yourself how your lovely sister begs for mercy under Brother Qin Hai!"

Upon hearing Meng Yun Xiang’s name, Meng Yun Chuan immediately roared in anger, "No! Qin Hai, you beast!"

Qu Lang sneered, "Humph, men, seize Meng Yun Chuan and take him back to Mount Qi!"

"Yes!"

The Mount Qi warriors complied and rushed forward to seize Meng Yun Chuan.

But at this moment, a golden ray of light descended from the sky like a thunderbolt, the sword intention wielded, like a surge of divine might sweeping down.

The golden light rushed straight down, killing all the warriors attacking Meng Yun Chuan with a single stroke!