Chapter 765 - 414: Playing the Zither for Entertainment

Chapter 765: Chapter 414: Playing the Zither for Entertainment

Before Chu Qing could match the figure’s silhouette with anyone from his memory.

A loud crash was heard, and the stone gate in front suddenly closed.

The figure disappeared from sight, but a faint buzzing sound emanated from within the stone gate.

This seemed to be a trap set by the Mirror of Sin within this place... But why only now?

However, could such a trap truly hold such a person?

Indeed, just in the next moment, Sword Qi suddenly pierced through the stone gates and walls.

The Sword Qi was wide and sharp; after piercing through the stone walls and gates, it didn’t fly out but halted within the walls.

One after another, they continued to grow wildly, and when reaching a certain extent, all the Sword Qi suddenly started moving.

The Sword Qi spun like a wheel, in an instant.

With a hum!

The entire hall was torn apart by the Sword Qi.

The ground trembled instantly, the surrounding areas started to shake and collapse, the building crumbled.

After all, this space was constructed within a cave; generally speaking, it was quite sturdy, and even during conflicts, it wouldn’t fall apart.

But such a large-scale attack made it difficult for the structure to withstand.

Stones shattered into pieces and fell, the passageway underneath cracked, and Chu Qing rolled his body, gathering the three people behind him, as a golden light enveloped all four, and even though the ground collapsed, they didn’t fall along.

They floated quietly in mid-air.

The stones falling onto them crumbled upon touching the golden light.

This collapse didn’t last long; once a considerable space had been cleared, it stopped.

In this chaos, Chu Qing sought and found that white-clad swordsman at the bottom of the pit.

This time, due to a change in angle, Chu Qing and others could see the person’s front.

"This guy really has his eyes closed!"

A gentle and quite excited voice emerged.

Wu Qianhuan listened in surprise:

"Little Rou Rou, when did your words become so lively?"

"I’ve always been like this!"

The gentle voice responded instantly in her mind.

Chu Qing remained silent, always thinking that although Gentle’s demeanor appeared plain and calm, deep inside, she was quite lively.

This was indeed proven through Celestial Sound Transmission.

Only Wenren Qianluo didn’t know they were exchanging thoughts, as she observed the surroundings and her own situation, subtly swallowing in shock.

It was truly astounding.

She could feel herself being levitated in mid-air by Chu Qing’s Inner Strength, yet it wasn’t unpleasant.

The surrounding golden light was filled with a profound sense of security.

But such a technique... it didn’t seem typical of a Martial World expert.

Rather, it was like the work of Immortals!

Not to mention taking an ordinary citizen devoid of Martial Arts, letting them experience such a sensation.

Even if she had just met Chu Qing, hadn’t seen his extraordinary Martial Arts prowess, didn’t know of his reputation, only displaying the skills to float and being enveloped in golden light, she would likely bow down, thinking he was an Immortal in front of her.

Could it be that the legendary spirits and demons were truly masters of his caliber acting before people, ultimately misconstrued in tales?

Wenren Qianluo’s thoughts were unknown to Chu Qing, as he focused on that white-clad swordsman.

Despite the chaotic surroundings, he remained poised.

His eyes tightly closed, hands behind his back, standing straight like a sword, while Sword Intent flowed around him, seemingly moving with his breath and dancing with his thoughts.

He truly bore the demeanor of an ultimate master.

And indeed, he was an ultimate master.

Just earlier, the Mirror of Sin’s Southern Domain Headquarters suffered heavy casualties.

Countless assassins were buried under rubble and debris, either with broken limbs or on the brink of death.

Chu Qing studied the young man’s face carefully, realizing he didn’t recognize such a person.

"Who are you exactly!?

"What kind of vendetta do you hold against the Mirror of Sin to strike so brutally!?"

A cold and sharp voice gradually sounded.

Chu Qing looked up to see a group of people had appeared at the edge of the ruined structure.

All of them wore masks, except for the leader, whose mask was a red-faced one.

This was somewhat unusual.

Masks were standard protocol in Mirror of Sin’s missions.

There were even secret signs to gain trust among comrades.

But the colors were typically black and white, regardless of the mask’s design, never before seen in other colors...

This was the first mask with color.

Red.

Red Ghost?

Chu Qing speculated internally, as the gaze of Red Ghost fixed on Chu Qing and his companions.

He couldn’t help it; they were too conspicuous.

But before Red Ghost could speak, a swooshing sound followed, and the space where Red Ghost led the Mirror of Sin assassins was already shattered.

A huge Sword Qi even pierced through the mountain wall, flying out, killing towards an unknown distance.

Among this group, except for Red Ghost, it was unclear how many died or were injured.

Red Ghost leaped to evade Sword Qi, his hands gripping the void as if dragging something heavy, pulling it close, then abruptly pressing downward with both hands.

The colliding palm prints formed a massive, invisible yet tangible seal, each layer pressing down, causing immense rumbling, dust enveloping the surroundings, akin to an apocalypse covering the lower layers.