Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 541 - 413: The Fourth Immortal Artifact

Chapter 541: Chapter 413: The Fourth Immortal Artifact

"Damn it, jumping too high won’t work, running won’t work, even looking up is forbidden... so there’s only one option left..."

Wang Dong had a thought and immediately came up with another way, "Could it be that I have to crawl out?"

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Dong couldn’t help but get down on all fours, slowly crawling out of the room.

Finding himself unattacked, his heart immediately filled with joy, and his limbs frantically slid, rushing towards the outskirts of the presidential mansion.

After running a significant distance, yet before Wang Dong felt safe, he saw in the distance a group of people crawling in the direction of the presidential mansion.

Leading them was none other than Lou He Fei and his men, who had been fleeing towards the center of the mansion city.

After realizing that the sword marks might have already encircled the entire mansion city and were still tightening.

Lou He Fei and his men had no choice but to be squeezed towards the center of the mansion city.

However, as they approached the center of the mansion city, they were shocked to find that everything over one meter tall had been smashed to pieces.

The invisible blades chasing behind them were closing in even faster, and everything they passed, including buildings and walls, were smashed to dust.

After sacrificing three of his men for probing, Lou He Fei, leading the others, dove to the ground and crawled until they safely reached in front of Wang Dong.

Seeing rows of houses slashed to ruins behind Lou He Fei, Wang Dong’s heart sank, "Can’t escape even by crawling? Are we trapped like turtles in a jar?"

"No way, how could I die here?"

It was like a spring compressed to its limit, storing up energy and now ready to burst.

At that moment, a strong sense of unwillingness and fury arose in Wang Dong’s heart, "After barely surviving until that old dog of Wan Dao Xian died, I finally saw a chance to rise... How can I die here?"

"For five years, I lived like a dog under Wan Dao Xian’s feet."

"The woman I loved was played with right before my eyes."

"And every day, all I had was just my own hands."

"Such a sad, ridiculous, humiliating life, I’ve endured for five long years, and I’ve also accumulated strength for five whole years!"

A strong desire for survival surged from deep within his heart, mixed with frustration and anger that Wan Dao Xian had long suppressed, propelling the power within Wang Dong.

"At this point, someone still wants to toy with me like a dog until I die!"

"What reason do I have not to fucking break through? Not to step onto the strongest path under the heavens?"

Just as Wang Dong was about to unleash his internal power, seeking a higher breakthrough, he heard a thunderous noise coming from not far away.

An imposing intent of the saber soared into the sky, splitting the clouds with a massive crack.

"Insult me, Ye Qianlang! Even if you are one of the Four Transmitters, today I will tear you to pieces!"

Wang Dong turned his head and saw a figure soaring into the sky like a matchless divine saber, furiously slashing towards the clouds, it was none other than Ye Qianlang, the leader of Divine Hidden Camp.

At this moment, Ye Qianlang was covered in blood, his eyes full of killing intent, obviously having a rough time on his way to the center of the mansion city.

But the saber intent in his chest had been refined to perfection through repeated suppression.

Wisps and strands of immortal energy emanated from his body, apparently having crossed some threshold.

"He’s broken through!" Witnessing this scene, Wang Dong couldn’t help but feel thrilled, as if moved by another miracle in this world.

Kill!

With a violent shout, the long saber in Ye Qianlang’s hand violently collided with the invisible blades in mid-air.

With a bang, massive shockwaves exploded from the point of their collision.

Ye Qianlang’s long saber shattered as well.

Just as his body was about to be sliced open by the sharp sword qi, a resolute intent of the saber burst forth from within him.

Ye Qianlang raised his palm as a saber, and with a blinding slash, he swept it out horizontally.

Bang!

Like the clash of metal against stone, the sound reverberated through the sky, dazing countless people.

Since its appearance, the invisible sword qi, which had cut through everything, warriors, and weapons alike, finally failed to serve its purpose, being intercepted by Ye Qianlang’s saber strike.

Witnessing this scene, Wang Dong, Lou He Fei, and other strong individuals were greatly stirred and astonished.

Lou He Fei thought to himself, "Using his body as a saber, a true unity of man and saber. It is said that Ye Qianlang, that madman, is aiming for the fourth inheritance called the Immortal Slaying Saber, and now it seems indeed well-deserved."

"Spontaneous breakthrough, really is a madman... This strongest under the heavens, I’m afraid will have another formidable figure!"

Meanwhile, Ye Qianlang, amid the sky, let out a mad laugh, his saber intent intensifying and combining with the immortal qi, evolving into something of a higher order.

He shaped his hand like a saber, aimed at the figure in the sky, and coldly said, "Your invisible sword qi can no longer touch me!"

He sneered, slowly stating, "Now it’s my turn to kill you!"

Ye Qianlang’s Gang Qi roared beneath his feet, carrying up a thousand layers of saber light as he slashed toward Lin Xing.

But as he quickly approached that figure, he felt the light in front of him getting brighter and more blinding.

And his body also got hotter in that blinding light, his temperature rising.

In that moment, Ye Qianlang felt as if he wasn’t charging towards a person, but rather towards a sun, and as he got closer to that sun, his whole body burst aflame with a boom.

Ah!

Amid the furious screams, the burning Ye Qianlang did not back down but pressed on further, pouring all his thoughts, spirit, and fighting spirit into the burning ’saber’, and finally fiercely slashed toward Lin Xing’s head.