Chapter 2223 - 2212: One Sword Seals the Throat

"Roar..."

A deep dragon’s roar caused the Red Sword in mid-air to pause for a moment. By the time it reacted, Lin Zifeng had already reached near!

"Die!" The roar carried Lin Zifeng’s anger, but more than that, it was his powerful determination for Nirvana Rebirth!

"Boom!"

With a loud crash, Lin Zifeng’s blood-soaked hands struck the hilt of the Red Sword, and his wounds, which had just ceased bleeding, sprayed blood once again. Yet Lin Zifeng paid no mind, hands twisting and instantly delivering over a dozen strikes!

"Bang bang..."

Caught off guard, the Red Sword was battered immensely under the joint assault from Lin Zifeng and the seventeen maidens. The previously eerie crimson light akin to a sea of blood dimmed slightly.

Finally, as if it could no longer endure, an extremely furious roar emanated from the sword blade, and a substantive wave of red energy erupted from the sword’s aura!

Just as the Red Sword roared, Lin Zifeng was prepared, swiftly halting his attacks. In mid-air, his body twisted into an unattainable angle as the red wave grazed his hair.

"Boom!"

Landing feet on the ground, Lin Zifeng’s steps left deep pits on the stone slabs below due to the tremendous impact of his attacks. He felt a backlash of Divine Power surge again, yet he clenched his teeth, steadfastly watching the Red Sword in mid-air.

The seventeen maidens, struck by the sudden energy wave, flew back, but their eyes in mid-air brimmed with added anger.

"Humph, sacrificing a slave earlier couldn’t kill you. I thought you had some skill, but now it seems you’re just so-so."

The ancient, imposing voice was full of mockery, but Lin Zifeng didn’t mind, for he sensed through intuition that the momentum of the Red Sword had weakened considerably following that intense storm-like assault.

"I’m just so-so? And where do you stand strong? Knowing you can’t defeat me, you have the first-generation maiden sacrifice herself to stall me. Humph, your power isn’t great, and your character is despicable!"

Though Lin Zifeng retorted, his peripheral vision constantly watched the eleven intensely gazing maidens, thinking to himself that since the first-generation maidens could have their souls completely influenced, what of the second and third generation maidens a century later?

With a sweeping glance, Lin Zifeng finally relaxed, realizing that the second and third maidens, on his right from earlier, now had completely black eyes.

Signaling to them with a look, Lin Zifeng’s hands behind his back slowly emitted a pure golden light. Holding his breath, Lin Zifeng suddenly roared and charged like an arrow!

The seventeen maidens’ spirited cries mixed with the Red Sword’s air-piercing screeches made an extremely piercing sound. Lin Zifeng dodged while observing intently, his eyes suddenly brightening, and a slight smile tilted at his lips.

After the Red Sword obliterated the first-generation maiden’s soul, though seemingly indifferent, now his battle spirit was high but his strength was weaker than before. Yet the Red Sword hadn’t vanquished him, instead fighting him evenly, albeit slower than before.

Moreover, Lin Zifeng noticed that whenever he faltered, a maiden helped, and the Red Sword only attacked without defending, seemingly struggling against the seventeen maidens’ fierce assaults. Yet even so, it wouldn’t proactively attack unless absolutely necessary, hesitating to harm the maidens...

"Could there be some connection between these maidens and the Red Sword? Otherwise, it wouldn’t be so wary of them..."

Speculating within, Lin Zifeng frowned; the Red Sword showed leniency towards the maidens, but to him, it showed no mercy at all!

Each time it found an opening, it would swing its sword aura to strike at him. In this kind of combat, Lin Zifeng attacked and defended, already consuming half his Elemental Power!

Yet the eerie crimson light flashing on the Red Sword’s blade remains glaring, worrying Lin Zifeng: "How can this be managed? If drained down to no Elemental Power, the Red Sword will have a chance to kill me, and the seventeen maidens now only have Elemental Power left, without the Red Sword’s infusion, their strength is halved..."

"Master, be careful!"

As Lin Zifeng pondered, a pleasant, urgent shout reached his ears. His eyes fixed as the Red Sword swept horizontally to force the maidens away, then thrust its blade toward Lin Zifeng again.

Feeling the strong gust approaching, Lin Zifeng clicked his tongue silently, and his fists clenched tightly again. For some reason, the Red Sword’s swift thrust felt even sharper than before.

In the air, the Red Sword flashed over a dozen afterimages. Narrowing his eyes, Lin Zifeng was amazed to find each afterimage carried overwhelming kill intent!

Within moments, sword light flickered; real and illusion intertwined. Lin Zifeng could hardly discern which was the true Red Sword, but seeing dozens of afterimages close by, he had to charge his fists with Elemental Power, ready to withstand the attack!

"Dragon Soaring Soul Suppressing Palm!"

"Whoosh..."

Faced with the fierce Red Sword afterimages, Lin Zifeng dared not underestimate them, using the Beast Emperor Battle Technique, releasing all his Elemental Power. On his right fist, a Golden Dragon roared with primordial might, aiming to devour the afterimages whole!

What followed surprised Lin Zifeng—the dozens of Red Sword afterimages slashed through his Elemental Power-formed Golden Dragon as if they were real, instantly slicing it into countless glows, dispersing through the air!

"How is this possible! The afterimages pulled by the Red Sword, how can they carry power!"

Lin Zifeng’s face was filled with disbelief, exclaiming as the afterimages obliterated his Elemental Power-formed Golden Dragon, only for the flickering crimson light to reform into the eerie Red Sword, fiercely aiming for his throat!

Shocked, Lin Zifeng felt the incoming killing intent, leaving no room for carelessness.

Knees slightly bent, Lin Zifeng’s body shot tens of meters away like an arrow, landing beside the maidens, subtly stretching out his hand to wipe the faint blood mark on his neck.

"Master, are you alright? If injured, hide behind us. We can handle this old thing!"

Lin Zifeng didn’t expect his hidden injuries to be seen through by a nearby maiden. Though she spoke with concern, Lin Zifeng still lightly laughed and shook his head, declining her offer.