Chapter 302 - 46: After Several Years, the Inner Scenery is Finally Complete

Chapter 302: Chapter 46: After Several Years, the Inner Scenery is Finally Complete

Chen Ye’s constantly half-closed, turbid eyes suddenly snapped open. He drew his blade and slashed straight down!

Killing intent!

The moment Chen Ye made his move, a killing intent so thick it was almost tangible burst forth like a collapsing dam, pouring out without reservation!

This killing intent was so cold and pure that the very air on the Observation Platform seemed to freeze in an instant.

Jian Wuchen, who bore the brunt of it, found the smile on his face frozen in place.

He was no sheltered flower; he was a prodigy who had also weathered countless life-and-death battles.

Thus, the instant Chen Ye’s killing intent flared, every hair on his body stood on end as a fatal sense of crisis welled up madly from the depths of his heart!

"You’re courting death!" Jian Wuchen was both shocked and enraged.

He never dreamed that this Loose Cultivator, whom he had personally just promoted, would dare to try and kill him in front of everyone!

Despite his shock and anger, his reaction was lightning-fast.

He didn’t even have time to think; his body’s instincts had already kicked in.

CLANG!

A clear sword cry rang through the heavens!

The Fierce Tiger Sword he always wore at his waist was instantly unsheathed!

The Sword Light was like a dragon, lunging toward Chen Ye’s chest with a sharpness that could tear through anything!

At the same time, a layer of incredibly solid Protective Sword Qi flared to life around Jian Wuchen as he pushed off with his feet, his figure rapidly retreating!

Attack, defend, retreat!

The three actions were executed in a single, fluid motion—a textbook response.

Jian Wuchen was confident that at such close range, his opponent had no chance of harming him. Instead, he would be run through on the spot by the Fierce Tiger Sword!

However, he had still underestimated Chen Ye.

Or rather, he had underestimated the preparations Chen Ye had made for this very moment!

For this single strike, Chen Ye had waited five long years and had been honing his blade for just as long.

Especially now, within the sight of his Tribulation Eye, every one of Jian Wuchen’s responses and weaknesses was laid bare!

Within the depths of that seemingly impenetrable Protective Sword Qi and that impossibly fast Sword Light were countless, densely packed gray threads.

The thickest of these Tribulation Lines was located three inches in front of the Fierce Tiger Sword’s tip.

That was the focal point of all Jian Wuchen’s power, and also his greatest weakness!

Break!

Chen Ye’s eyes were cold. His blade flashed, and then the unthinkable happened.

The menacing Fierce Tiger Sword seemed to have been viciously struck by an invisible force. The light on its blade instantly dimmed, and it fell to the ground.

Simultaneously, the Protective Sword Qi around Jian Wuchen shattered like a popped balloon, unable to resist for even a moment before exploding into a shower of light motes!

"What?!" Jian Wuchen’s pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks, his shock and anger morphing into sheer terror and disbelief!

’The Fierce Tiger Sword and my own Protective Sword Qi were broken just like that?’

’Impossible!’

The thought had barely formed when a brilliant flash of blade light, as bright as the sun and moon, exploded before his eyes.

The flash of the blade was gone in an instant.

Then, Jian Wuchen’s body shuddered violently. He spat out a huge mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward.

Describing all of this in writing may seem slow, but in reality, the entire process—from Chen Ye’s sudden attack, to Jian Wuchen’s response, to Chen Ye shattering his defense—took less than the snap of a finger.

All the onlookers saw was a brilliant flash of light erupt on the stage, followed by the Young Manor Master being sent flying backward, spitting blood.

"How dare you, you brat!"

Upon seeing this, Elder Jian could no longer maintain his usual composure. With a furious roar, he rushed forward and caught the falling Jian Wuchen in his arms.

When he got a clear look at Jian Wuchen’s condition, even the worldly and experienced Elder Jian couldn’t help but gasp.

Fine cracks had appeared without warning all over Jian Wuchen’s once smooth, jade-like skin, spreading from his face and neck across his entire body.

Right now, Jian Wuchen looked exactly like a shattered porcelain doll, on the verge of crumbling to pieces at any moment.

What was even stranger was that not a single drop of blood flowed from the cracks. Instead, they emanated a desolate, deathly aura.

Jian Wuchen also felt the change in his own body. He looked down at the spiderweb of cracks on his arm, his eyes filled with endless terror.

He could clearly feel his body... falling apart!

This wasn’t a metaphor; it was literally disintegrating!

His limbs, his vital organs, and even every other organ in his body seemed to have developed a will of their own, trying to tear free from his body and abandon him!

It felt as if his body no longer belonged to him, but had become a puppet pieced together from countless parts, ready to fall apart at any moment!

"Elder Jian! Save me!"

An unprecedented terror instantly shattered all the pride and composure of this favored son of heaven.

Like a helpless child, he clung desperately to Elder Jian’s robes, letting out a heart-rending cry.

’He didn’t want to die! He had such a bright future ahead of him! He was supposed to become the number one Swordsman in Qingzhou, maybe even the world! How could he die here?!’

"Don’t be afraid, Wuchen, don’t be afraid! I am here. You’ll be alright!"

Elder Jian forced himself to sound calm and reassuring, but inside, his heart was already in turmoil.

Just a moment ago, he had frantically poured his own True Essence into Jian Wuchen’s body, attempting to use the vast power of his Core Formation Realm cultivation to seal the terrifying cracks and stabilize his collapsing body.

But it was having little effect.

The moment his True Essence entered Jian Wuchen’s body, it was shredded and devoured by an invisible, bizarre power.