Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 540 - 412 Sword Scar

Chapter 540: Chapter 412 Sword Scar

Staring down at the vast Prefecture City below, Bai Yiyi spoke, "Lin Xing, this city is now full of madmen. What do you plan to do?"

"Madmen?"

Amid the howling wind, Lin Xing’s hair fluttered slightly, his clothes whipping about noisily.

He gazed at the city below, enveloped in flames and a sea of blood, and slowly said, "Rather than call them madmen, I think it’s more apt to call these people in the city who are consumed by their own desires and ambitions, beasts, or even animals."

"Driven by my own desires, I am such a beast too."

"But to me, managing beasts is sometimes simpler than managing humans."

"Because the way beasts communicate is more direct, simpler, and more brutal..."

Invisible ripples emanated from Lin Xing’s body, spreading out in all directions, creating fierce atmospheric shockwaves that enveloped the entire Prefecture City.

"Kneel, and you shall not die."

...

A rumbling sound came from the east, like millions of thunders exploding simultaneously.

The Gu She Fairy slowly turned her head toward the direction of East Sea Prefecture City, where she could vaguely see a cloud of dust rising above the city.

However, as she quickly left, she was now too far from the Prefecture City to see clearly what had happened.

Yet a simple thought crossed her mind, and she knew that there must have been another battle among the city’s masters, given the magnitude of the disturbance, possibly even involving modern weaponry.

At that moment, the Gu She Fairy had lost all interest, and she turned away again, walking aimlessly towards the Northwest.

...

Just moments before.

The entire Prefecture City was alight with flames reaching toward the sky and filled with the sounds of killing.

The General Lou He Fei was leading a group of his trusted subordinates, desperately running towards the outskirts of the city.

Lou He Fei, who had once rampaged across two worlds and slaughtered tens of thousands in a single day, now ran like a dog that had lost its home, his expression one of panic, yet his eyes also burning with intense rage.

"Damn it!"

"Ye Qianlang, that mad dog!"

As a survivor who had lived by his quick wits, Lou He Fei had an advantage others did not: since childhood, he had possessed a strong intuition for danger.

It was this ability that had allowed him to plunder and kill, avoiding numerous dangers posed by powerful adversaries over the years, continually preserving his life while growing ever stronger.

However, when confronted by Ye Qianlang, a strong sense of crisis had incessantly pricked his nerves, making him feel an unprecedented threat.

At that time, Lou He Fei did not know why, but he knew he had to leave the scene immediately.

Yet crisis struck faster than he anticipated.

Merely for not kneeling and barking like a dog as ordered, the leader of the trapped camp was sliced by Ye Qianlang, severing his limbs, and thrown into a dung pit to die.

And the remaining strong fighters who knelt and surrendered were still mercilessly slaughtered by Ye Qianlang one by one.

Whenever Lou He Fei recalled those bloody scenes, a chill would run down his spine.

He never imagined that Ye Qianlang, who had always been polite and elegant for the past three years, could have such a cruel side.

Even though Lou He Fei himself had been ruthlessly harsh and merciless to his enemies, the sight of Ye Qianlang’s madness still sent chills down his spine.

"That mad dog... he doesn’t revel in the thrill of overpowering others, he relishes in the act of killing itself."

"Madman, this guy is the real madman..."

Facing Ye Qianlang’s attack, the remnants of the trapped camp fled in all directions, some continued to kill and loot in search of opportunities, some sought shelter, and some, like Lou He Fei at this moment, thought only of escaping from this chaotic scene.

And now, he led more than a dozen men, and they had almost run out of the Prefecture City area, with the landscape gradually giving way to the farmlands outside the city.

Just as Lou He Fei breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he had escaped the imminent danger, a thunderous noise suddenly resounded in the sky.

Before Lou He Fei could react, a cold voice reverberated across the upper air of the Prefecture City.

"Kneel, and you shall not die."

The next moment, Lou He Fei felt an intense dangerous aura rising about ten meters in front of him, causing a piercing pain in his brow, as if being pricked by needles.

"Hisss..."

Drawing in a sharp breath, he froze on the spot.

At that moment, the sense of danger he felt was the greatest of his life.

If one were to say, it was as if all the dangers he had ever faced from birth to today combined, seemed insignificant compared to what he was about to encounter now.

"Stop everyone!"

As his men looked at him puzzled, the sound of the earth shattering rang out in front of them.

Before their horrified eyes, the ground seemed torn by invisible sharp blades, forming deep sword marks.

It looked as if rows of invisible Divine Swords were ripping through the earth, slashing directly towards them.

Watching the straight sword marks extending towards them on the ground, Lou He Fei immediately turned his head left and right.

He noticed that the straight, extending sword marks were not only in front of them but were also arranged in rows in the north and south directions, blocking their path completely.

"General! What in the world is this?"

Lou He Fei felt as if his entire body was being prodded by sword tips, the sense of crisis emanating from all directions only intensifying.

Hearing his subordinate’s remark, he reached out and grabbed one of the weakest men, wrapping him in Gang Qi and throwing him toward the sword mark.

A light whooshing sound ensued.

Like slicing through hair, the man thrown upwards was instantly bifurcated into pieces, transforming into a spray of blood that splattered onto the ground.

Witnessing this scene, Lou He Fei felt a chill in his heart, "Invisible Sword Qi? Or something else?"

He tried to use Gang Qi to launch an attack but found it ineffective; the sword mark continued to expand, an invisible Sword Qi cutting through everything in its path.

"Run!"

"Let’s find another route around!"

With a broad sweep of his arm, Lou He Fei led his men north, shooting forward rapidly.

Accompanied by the sounds of whooshing, they sprinted along the rows of sword marks, only to find that these cuts in the earth stretched as far as they could see.

An increasingly ominous feeling surged in Lou He Fei’s heart.

A subordinate exclaimed in shock, "Could this thing have encircled the entire outer perimeter of the prefecture city?"

Another said with palpable fear, "These invisible swords keep slicing inward, and their speed is increasing—doesn’t that mean the enclosed area is getting smaller?"

Lou He Fei remained silent, leading his men in a fierce charge. However, they could only watch helplessly as the enclosing sword marks not only failed to let them escape the city but drew them ever closer to the city center.

...

Meanwhile, in the city center, at the site of the former presidential residence:

Buildings, courtyard walls, wooden beams—all had been swept by an intersection of indefatigable sword energies.

When Fan Mingxiu and Vice President Wang Dong looked up, they saw every object over a meter high decimated, the entire presidential residence and surrounding streets flattened.

Those who survived, like them, were either kneeling or lying prostrate on the ground.

Having lived through drastic changes in the world and survived till now, they immediately realized something.

East Sea Prefecture City had suffered a massive swordsmanship strike from an extremely powerful being!

Having survived the world upheavals for six years, they knew precisely what they needed to do next.

Run!

Run as fast and as far as possible!

They had to escape far enough before the next massive attack from the supreme being.

Every second and meter could mean the difference between life and death—a lesson learned among piles of corpses by countless citizens of Mirror World.

Boom!

Suddenly, several martial artists burst from the rubble in all directions, scattering frantically without choosing their paths.

On the other side, Vice President Wang Dong, who had previously intended to take advantage of Fan Mingxiu, was also planning to flee swiftly.

"We shouldn’t stay here long; we need to run..."

But in the next moment, he realized that Fan Mingxiu had not left. Instead, he was lying flat on the ground, curling even tighter into a small ball.

Noticing this, Wang Dong didn’t flee immediately. He thought to himself, "Fan Mingxiu always had many tricks up his sleeve, why isn’t he seizing the moment to escape?"

Just as Wang Dong was puzzling over this, he heard faint swishing noises sweeping through the air.

When he looked toward the source of the sounds, all he could see were fleeting ripples in the air and a large burst of blood mist exploding midair.

Even with Wang Dong’s keen eyesight, he could discern that the pooling cloud of blood had barely maintained a human shape before it explosively scattered, like pouring a thick layer of blood onto the ground.

Simultaneously, a male voice echoed from the sky, resounding in everyone’s ears.

"I said, kneel and you won’t die."

"So don’t jump around."

Pupupupu... Several fleeing martial artists were slashed into a shower of blood mid-air.

Seeing this scene, Wang Dong’s heart tightened, he thought, "There’s something in the sky, so it seems I can’t run by leaving the ground."

As he slightly raised his body, planning to dash out, the voice from the sky continued.

"Nor are you allowed to stand up."

In Wang Dong’s view, about a hundred meters away, a martial artist had just stood up and began sprinting, but hadn’t covered ten meters when his upper body was instantaneously shattered, leaving only his lower body to thump onto the ground.

Chilled by this scene, Wang Dong thought, "Who is attacking us?"

Just as he was about to lift his head to see who in the sky was attacking,

Elsewhere, a muscular man crouching on the ground also cautiously lifted his head to look toward the sky.

"Don’t raise your head too high."

With a soft plop, as soon as the muscular man’s head rose just over a meter high, his entire cranial cap was sheared off, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Witnessing this, Wang Dong’s heart tightened, and he quickly buried his head deeper, no longer attempting to lift it.