Chapter 546 - 328: Ruins of Xuyuan (Part 2)

Chapter 546: Chapter 328: Ruins of Xuyuan (Part 2)

These words came from Tang Shengquan, who had always been the most invested in exploring the Ruins of Xuyuan.

"Mr. Tang, could you explain the requirements for activating this ruin’s seal?" Ye Shuping asked, glancing around with a suspicion forming in his mind.

"Everyone, please look!"

At Tang Shengquan’s signal, Ren Hongxia began forming hand seals. A green light split into twelve runes, connecting in mid-air to form a faceted, eight-sided shape the size of a carriage. It then suddenly released a golden wave of light that rapidly spread outward.

As the wave of light swept through the void, the world’s true face was finally revealed.

In the previously empty space, the rippling light revealed countless, densely packed, reddish-brown apertures, as if innumerable malevolent eyes had suddenly appeared.

The sight was enough to trigger a bout of trypophobia, but the Martial Artists present were of high enough cultivation to naturally suppress their discomfort.

Even so, Zhuo Feiming’s brow was tightly furrowed; she looked extremely displeased.

Tang Shengquan’s voice drifted out slowly:

"There are a total of 100,800 sword eyes here. To open this seal, they must all be simultaneously injected with Sword Qi of Grandmaster level or higher. Furthermore, all the Sword Qi must be of the same nature and have comparable power...

Looking at all the techniques available to Sword Cultivators, those that can produce dozens of streams of Sword Qi are a dime a dozen. Techniques that can generate hundreds at the same time are few and far between. Beyond that, only the Pure Essence Sword Skill can create a thousand streams, and even then, their power is reduced by half a rank...

I originally thought only Sima Hong’s Tribulation Sea Formless Sword Manual could generate tens of thousands of streams of Sword Qi. That Cultivation Technique is one of a kind, which is why I sought out Yu Fei..."

Yu Fei couldn’t help but ask, "But even generating tens of thousands of streams of Sword Qi still doesn’t meet the requirement to break the seal!"

’Actually, if I went all out and used my teleportation ability, I could probably generate that much Sword Qi. It’s just that with such a massive quantity, my accuracy would suffer. I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to strike all the sword eyes simultaneously.’

But Tang Shengquan’s certainty seemed to waver, and he sighed softly.

"To be honest, I never expected to be able to break the seal in one go. But if you can command tens of thousands of streams of Sword Qi, my calculations suggest that would certainly meet the minimum requirement to trigger the seal. That would allow us to observe some changes in it, so we can conduct targeted research and find a way to crack it.

By repeating the process, we’d eventually find a way to break the seal!"

Ye Shuping understood. ’Yu Fei modified the Formless Sword Qi into Immeasurable Sword Qi. In terms of pure killing power, each individual stream is actually weaker. Its current might is entirely supported by his own Sword Intent.’

’In exchange, however, the quantity of Sword Qi increased tenfold. I’ve never seen such a ridiculously overpowered Cultivation Technique—one that can instantly empty a person’s Gang Qi and convert it into a boundless assault of Sword Qi. Against a Martial Artist of the same realm, it’s nothing short of a catastrophe.’

’If Yu Fei can still perform like this when he reaches the Martial Saint stage, then no one will be able to last a single round against him.’

"Mr. Tang, have you researched this seal? Can you make anything of it?"

Tang Shengquan shook his head. "I can see traces of demonic cultivation techniques, but that’s all. Mr. Ye, have you found anything?"

Ye Shuping frowned in thought. "I believe I saw a similar description in a Fragmented Daoist Canon from the Middle Ages...

It seems there was a demonic sect at that time called the Blood Sword Evil Intent Sect. This sect rose to power in an extremely short time and once unified the world, only to be annihilated overnight...

The method used for this seal seems remarkably similar to what was recorded in the fragmented canon—it was the signature technique of the sect’s Sect Leader. Unfortunately, over countless years, that canon has been severely damaged, and much of the information has been corrupted..."

Zhuo Feiming said in astonishment, "Teacher, if what you’re saying is true, then what kind of power could last for ten thousand years? That record is from the Middle Ages!"

After she spoke, the atmosphere suddenly grew oppressive and silent.

Indeed. A Martial Artist’s methods were powerful, but that was the extent of their skills. What kind of power could be maintained for ten thousand years? Or rather, if a technique could last that long, could they truly handle it?

"Hahaha..."

"Don’t scare yourselves. Have no fear. In this place, even if that Sect Leader from ten thousand years ago were to be resurrected, I could handle him."

Ye Shuping’s voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority.

The moment he finished speaking, the oppressive silence was shattered.

The old man, his hands tucked into his sleeves, gave everyone an unparalleled sense of security.

Yu Fei, however, sensed that his teacher was eager for a fight. ’It’s no wonder,’ he thought. ’For a martial practitioner to reach the pinnacle and not have a worthy battle for decades... in a way, it must be a tragedy for him.’

After sensing his surroundings for a moment, Yu Fei said:

"I can release all 100,000-plus streams of Sword Qi at once and ensure their power is balanced, but I can’t control their accuracy. There’s no way for me to precisely strike all of these sword eyes."

A look of delighted surprise suddenly appeared in Tang Shengquan’s eyes. "Yu Fei, you can really generate such a massive amount of Sword Qi?"

Yu Fei nodded.

"Then this will be easy! The inability to target them is a minor issue."

A smile appeared on Ren Hongxia’s face. "Indeed. Yu Fei, just let loose. Don’t worry about targeting the Sword Qi. The difficult part was always gathering over a hundred thousand streams of equal power."

Yu Fei glanced at Ye Shuping. Seeing his teacher smile and nod, he immediately understood.

’I’ll generate the Sword Qi, and with the cultivation of my teacher and senior sister, they can control it for a short time. That way, the aiming becomes their job. I’m essentially just manufacturing over a hundred thousand bullets.’

With the theory sound, Yu Fei took a deep breath and unleashed his full power.

In an instant, the sword mark between his brows shone with brilliant light, and countless streams of Sword Qi surged forth like the celestial river reversing its course.

In just a few breaths, Yu Fei had nearly exhausted his Qi Sea. In contrast, the three Martial Saints—Ye Shuping and the others—easily gathered a swath of the Sword Qi, bringing it under their control with a wave of their hands.

Yu Fei suddenly felt he could no longer control the direction of the Sword Qi, retaining only a faint connection to it.

The three Martial Saints exchanged a look of understanding, and in the next instant, they acted in unison, accurately driving the massive volume of Sword Qi into the sword eyes without a single miss.

Tang Shengquan’s face was flushed. He had waited for this moment for a long time. After his last attempt to break through to the Martial Saint realm failed, his life had officially entered its final countdown. To see the true face of the Ruins of Xuyuan at this time meant he could die without regrets.

The countless streams of Sword Qi were like keys inserting themselves into keyholes—slowly but surely.

When all the Sword Qi was devoured by the sword eyes, the ground beneath them suddenly split open. Ye Shuping reached out and pulled Yu Fei into the air.

Lake Heart Island fractured, the great lake’s waters poured in, the earth rose, and the primordial energy between heaven and earth suddenly became utterly berserk.

A moment later, as the seal shattered, the Ruins of Xuyuan were exposed before them.

But the colossal change that followed caught everyone completely off guard.

An invisible ripple swept through the world. With a flash of brilliance, Yu Fei vanished. At the same time, an unprecedented sense of crisis rose in the hearts of Ye Shuping and the others.

"Go!"

Ye Shuping, with no time to worry about the vanished Yu Fei, threw a punch at a giant blade attacking from the front. Zhuo Feiming then struck out with her dark gold long spear like a line of fire, clearing the path behind them. Ren Hongxia grabbed Tang Shengquan, and the four of them rapidly fled toward the border.

The earth-shattering changes happening in the Ruins of Xuyuan made the three Martial Saints sense a world-ending catastrophe, a phenomenon never before recorded in the history of the Yu Kingdom.

There were two ways to leave this realm. The first was to wait in place for fifteen days. The other was to rush to the lake shore a thousand li away, but doing so meant entering an unknown Broken Realm Space, with a high probability of getting lost within it.

But facing a life-or-death crisis, the four of them couldn’t afford to be so considerate.

During their escape, countless invisible silver blades attacked them without any warning. They were fast and exceedingly sharp. In moments, Ye Shuping’s fists were already stained with blood—an unimaginable sight.

Zhuo Feiming’s hand, gripping her spear, was trembling. The short, frantic exchange of blows was enough to make the Yu Kingdom’s two top combatants question their very existence.

"Mr. Tang!"

Ren Hongxia let out a piercing cry. Despite being protected by Ye Shuping and Zhuo Feiming, Tang Shengquan’s legs were still severed by the omnipresent giant blades. In the blink of an eye, the severed limbs were diced into fine powder, with no possibility of recovery.

Through their telepathic link, the four of them rapidly exchanged theories, but none of their speculation was of any help to their current situation.