First, I apologize for being late with my update.
The first reason for my late update is that I was occupied with my brother's wedding and the arrival of relatives from overseas, leaving me with little time to write.
The second reason is that I get the writer block every time I write something. Because I was not satisfied with it, I deleted it. I hope I did well in writing this chapter.
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Fu and Ye Feng walked out of the ruins, and they were surprised when they saw the brown-robed old man sitting on the ground and smiling at them. His eyes were fixed on them with malicious intent.
Both Fu and Ye Feng noticed the old man's malicious intent towards them, and they quickly summoned their saint weapons, ready for battle.
The old man first chuckled when he saw Ye Feng and Fu summoning their saint weapons. He then stood up from the ground, looked at them, and said, "It took you kids long enough to come out of the Azure Dragon sect ruins."
His words stunned both Ye Feng and Fu, and when the old man saw their stunned expressions, he burst out laughing, "HAHAHAHA, you really entered these ruins without knowing their origin. This is truly amusing." Your luck is even more amusing; you were able to escape from the killing formation encircling the ruins.
Ye Feng's eyes widened once more upon hearing the old man's words, but Fu was perplexed and inquired, "What killing formation?"
When the old man heard Fu's question, he chuckled and decided to answer: "You two are going to die anyway, so I don't mind answering your question." You see, there are six ruins that belonged to the Azure Dragon sect on the Tian Yuan continent. A killing formation protects each ruin, including the one you two just entered. Anyone who attempts to enter the ruin will face a painful death at the hands of those killing formations.
"I nearly perished multiple times due to these formations, which prompted me to conduct research and devise a method to break them." I spent many years studying these formations, and I always visited those ruins and tried to break them, but I always failed, no matter how many times I tried."
"However, when I arrived here today, I saw you two inside the ruins." I am extremely curious: how did you two enter the ruins without activating that damn formation?"
Fu was sweating profusely upon hearing the old man's words, while Ye Feng merely gazed at him with narrowed eyes.
When he saw neither Fu nor Ye Feng responding to his question, the old man simply shrugged his shoulders and said, "It doesn't matter." I was planning on killing you two quickly and taking all the valuables you gathered from the ruins, but I changed my mind now." The old man gave Fu and Ye Feng a sinister smirk and continued, "I will capture you both and torture you." I will keep torturing you two until you tell me how you entered the ruins without activating the killing formation."
The old man summoned his saint weapon. Ye Feng and Fu both widened their eyes upon seeing the old man's saint weapon, which was four times larger than the old man. The saint's weapon looked like a huge lance; it was a fiery red colour, adorned with golden lines along its sides.
"Holy sh*t, this saint weapon is so huge, I have never seen a saint weapon like this one before," Fu yelled loudly in a disbelieving tone.
Ye Feng didn't say anything; he just narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man wielding the huge lance saint weapon.
When he heard Fu's comment on his saint weapon, the old man chuckled and said to him with an arrogant smirk, "Oh, this baby isn't only huge like you just said, kid; it also has its own trick. Let me show you."
Suddenly, crimson and orange flames ignited from the old man's saint weapon, and the flames coated the lance-shaped saint weapon. At the same time, a huge, invisible pressure hit Ye Feng and Fu.
The huge, invisible pressure that hit Ye Feng and Fu was too strong, forcing both of them to kneel in front of the old man.
However, Fu and Ye Feng were too stubborn, refusing to kneel and submit to the old man.
They bravely fought against the invisible pressure and looked defiantly at the old man.
"You kids are talented, but your cultivation is only at the great saint master realm, while mine is at the earth saint master realm." Do you believe that your mere attainment of the great-saint master realm will be sufficient to even challenge me? Don't make me laugh. I will capture you both, then start torturing you. I will continue to torture you until you tell me how you entered the ruins without activating the killing formation. After you answer my question, I will kill you and seize all of your valuable possessions, including the items you obtained in the ruins." The old man said this while smirking arrogantly.
When Fu and Ye Feng heard what the old man said, they quickly took their stance and got ready for the upcoming battle.
Even when he saw Fu and Ye Feng assume their battle stances, the old man maintained his arrogant smirk; he simply raised his saint weapon and pointed the tip of his lance in the sky.
Suddenly, the old man released an incredible amount of invisible pressure and muttered, while smirking, "Fiery orbs barrage."
Ye Feng and Fu widened their eyes when they saw multiple fist-sized orbs made of red and orange flames hovering above the old man.
Ye Feng yelled when he saw the fiery fist-sized orbs, "Fu, be careful; this guy is executing a martial skill."
The fist-sized fiery orbs looked like small celestial fiery stars, ready to burn anything in their path into ashes because of the heat that they were releasing.
From their positions, Fu and Ye Feng could feel the heat emanating from the fiery orbs. When the old man heard Ye Feng warning Fu, he chuckled and said, "Good eyes, kid, but it doesn't matter if you know that I am executing a martial skill or not; let me see if you are fast enough to dodge this material skill."
The old man swung his saint weapon downward in slow motion, and the fiery orbs that were hovering above him flew towards Fu and Ye Feng with incredible speed, like arrows. "SWISH, SWISH, SWISH, SWISH."
Ye Feng was shocked by what he saw. "SWISH." Instinctively, he executed his free-steps martial skill and successfully dodged all the fiery orbs that were about to hit him.
Fu, on the other hand, lacked the necessary speed; he could only shield his face with his axe-shaped saint weapon, but this was ineffective as it left his lower body exposed.
"SWISH, SWISH, SWISH, SWISH, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM."
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH."
Fu screamed in pain when the fiery orbs hit him. Upon contact, the fiery orbs exploded, causing a fiery explosion. Just now, the explosion turned Fu's robe to ashes and injured him.
When he saw this, Ye Feng widened his eyes in shock and fear and yelled in concern to his friend, "FUUUU."
Fu gritted his teeth in pain and said, "Don't worry, brother Feng, I am fine. I was careless."
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng sighed in relief, then glared at the old man with anger. He quickly charged at him using his free-steps martial skill, dodging all of the fiery orbs that were flying at him.
"SWISH, SWISH, SWISH, SWISH, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM."
As he blocked the fiery orbs with his Saint weapon, Fu narrowed his eyes. These fiery orbs scorched half of his body. "Damn it, I will need to use that martial skill again in order for me and brother Feng to survive this fight," he thought to himself.
Suddenly, the old man's instinct screamed for him to block, and he followed his instinct by placing his saint weapon horizontally in front of his chest.
"CLANK." Ye Feng's saint weapon (the blood dragon fang) collided with the old man's saint weapon.
When the old man blocked the attack with ease, Ye Feng furrowed his eye brows.
The old man chuckled when he saw Ye Feng's expression, but he was extremely shocked when he saw Ye Feng appear in front of him like a ghost.
"You have an intriguing martial skill, kid. Your martial skill will be mine once I capture you and your friend. I think play time is over now. It's time to wrap up this battle." The old man said to Ye Feng
Suddenly, the old man's saint weapon glowed with a red and orange glow. Ye Feng was startled by what he was witnessing, as he could feel a tremendous amount of invisible pressure emanating from the old man's saint weapon.
"This is bad; this bastard had another martial skill." Ye Feng exclaimed in fear in his mind when he saw the old man's saint weapon give off a red and orange glow, along with the tremendous amount of invincible pressure he felt.
"BOOM." Ye Feng screamed in pain as a fiery red and orange explosion sent him flying, "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH."
"BROTHER FENG." Just now, the fiery explosion sent Ye Feng flying, prompting Fu to yell in worry; his eyes then turned cold and he charged at the old man.
The old man scoffed when he saw Fu changing at him recklessly. He just raised his saint weapon up in the air; the tip of the lance was pointing in the sky. The fiery orbs started appearing above the old man again; he then sent them flying towards Fu.
Fu began the first phase of his martial skill, the force-impact martial skill. He coated his saint weapon with a bright blue cloud of saint force.
"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM." When the fiery orbs struck Fu's saint weapon, the bright blue cloud of saint force that was coating his saint weapon grew bigger and bigger.
Fu gritted his teeth in pain when the fiery orbs hit his body and exploded, but he endured the pain and kept charging at the old man.
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With difficulty, Ye Feng rose to his feet, his white robe reduced to ashes and half of his body scorched. He gritted his teeth in pain and started thinking of a way to defeat the old man.
"Damn it, his cultivation is above both me and Fu, so it is meaningless for us to team up against him." Additionally, his fire-based martial skills annoy me. I long for the ability to cut through fire, as it would solve many of our problems." Ye Feng thought to himself, then his eyes widened in realization, and he looked deeply at his saint weapon (the blood dragon fang).
"Is it possible to cut through fire with sword intent, similar to how that old man cut the waterfall in half while I was in the Asura Sword Spirit World?" Ye Feng pondered and thought deeply.
Ye Feng closed his eyes and started to remember everything that the old man said and did: "Everything in this world has its own intent; the sun has its own intent; the stars have their own intent; the rain has its own intent; even the sword has its own intent. That's what the old man said before he cut the waterfall in half with his unimpressive and slow sword swing."
"The most important question now is: What is sword intent?" Ye Feng pondered over the old man's words and actions.
After a few minutes, Ye Feng's eyes widened as he figured out the answer: "That's it. The sword intent is the intent to cut; that is the soul of the sword intent, but here comes the next important question: How can I use the sword intent?"
Ye Feng grimaced as he turned his head to see Fu's body completely burned, thinking, "I need to figure it out quickly; Fu can't continue fighting that bastard all by himself."
"First, if I use the saint force cultivation method as an example, I will need to find a medium to connect with the sword intent, just like breathing exercise is the medium between the saint force and the cultivator."
"If that's the case, then I need to find a way to connect myself with the sword intent." Ye Feng thought deeply.
"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM" A fiery explosion covered Fu, and he screamed in pain again. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH."
Ye Feng gritted his teeth in frustration when he heard Fu scream in pain, and he yelled at himself, "Come on, think, use your head, Ye Feng."
"Sword intent is the intent to cut; yes, that's it; I need to synchronize my own intent with the sword." Ye Feng gave a determined look after he came up with this idea.
"It is time to give it a try." Ye Feng spoke to himself.
Ye Feng closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself. When he opened his eyes again, they glowed like a sharp sword, and his gaze was fixed on the lance saint weapon in the old man's grasp.
Ye Feng then said to himself in a low voice, "I am going to cut that stupid lance into two."
He then used his free steps martial skill, disappearing like a ghost and appearing in front of the old man.
The old man's eyes widened in fear when he saw Ye Feng's eyes, because they were sharp like peerless swords.
With all of his strength, Ye Feng swung his saint weapon downward. "CLANK."
"CUT, CUT, CUT." Ye Feng continued to swing his sword, as if possessed by the devil. At the same time, he was reminding himself to cut the old man's saint weapon, "CLANK, CLANK, CLANK, CLANK."
Fu was shocked to witness Ye Feng wielding his saint weapon and swinging it with fervor. With all the burn marks on his body, Ye Feng appeared to be like a demon from hell.
Ye Feng's eyes started glowing and flickering in a purple glow; even his saint weapon started glowing and flickering in a purple glow. A low whistle erupted in the air around Ye Feng, startling the old man and causing Fu, who was observing the battle between the two, to freeze in shock.
"CUT, CUT, CUT." Ye Feng screamed in his mind and from every part of his being as he continued swinging his saint weapon like a madman. "CLANK, CLANK, CLANK, CLANK."
"I need to cut. I am going to cut everything that stands in my way." Ye Feng made a vow to himself, suddenly stopped swinging his saint weapon (the blood dragon fang), and stood motionless, his mind in a trance.
The whistle of the air around Ye Feng became louder and louder after a few seconds. Ye Feng then gave a small smile, causing the whistle of the air to suddenly stop. He then loudly said, "I see, so this is how it is."
The old man furrowed his eye brows when he heard what Ye Feng just said, and yelled at Ye Feng, "Why are you smiling, and what do you mean?"
Ye Feng smirked at the old man and said, "I am not good with words. How about I show you?"
Suddenly, Ye Feng raised his saint weapon, and it glowed bright purple like before. The only difference this time is that the purple glow on the sword wasn't flickering; it was stable and much brighter than before.
Ye Feng swung his saint weapon with all his might quickly, but the old man blocked it with his own saint weapon, "CLANK."
"SPUR." All of a sudden, the old man spit a blood arrow from his mouth, which shocked him.
The old man was taken aback when he noticed a tiny sword mark on his saint weapon. The old man then shouted at Ye Feng, "You are a mere great saint master realm!" "How did you damage my saint's weapon?" This is impossible."
Fu smirked as he heard the old man's words, but he was also taken aback. Then, as he stared at his own saint weapon, he was struck by the size of the saint force cloud coating; it was as big as his entire body. "Damn it; the backlash from the martial skill will be very strong." "The last time I used it, I barely managed to walk in the pagoda."
Fu grimaced as he remembered his fight against the huge puppet, then he looked seriously at the old man and said, "No time for complaining; I need to do it in order for me and brother Feng to survive this battle. I will use brother Feng as a distraction and finish him in one move."
After Fu made up his mind, he started moving around discreetly, clenching the handle of his saint weapon.
"SPUR, SPUR, SPUR, SPUR." The old man's saint weapon was adorned with numerous sword marks, and the internal damage he sustained from Ye Feng's ferocious attack on his saint weapon had left him in a weakened state.
"Damn it. Curse him." I need to escape. If this continues, I will die," the old man thought to himself fearfully.
All of a sudden, Ye Feng heard Fu yelling to him, "Brother Feng, move."
Ye Feng quickly flipped backward in the air, and Fu appeared in front of the old man. The old man was shocked, and his eyes widened in fear.
Fu lifted his battle axe saint weapon into the air, yelling loudly, "impact force." He swung his saint weapon down, unleashing a huge, bright blue flying slash that chopped the old man into two vertically "SPLURT."
After Fu sliced the old man in half, The old man's blood burst out like a fountain, washing Fu's body.
"THUD, THUD" After the old man's two halves fell to the ground, Fu vomited blood from his mouth and was sent flying backward from the backlash of the martial skill.
Ye Feng saw Fu flying backward like an arrow. He quickly jumped and caught him. He then said to him, "That was one hell of an attack, brother Fu."
When he heard this, Fu chuckled weakly and grimaced in pain, then said to Ye Feng. "Yes, but the backlash of this martial skill is so painful that I am unable to move at the moment due to the injuries I just received from it."
Ye Feng nodded his head in understanding, "Don't worry, rest for now. I will look for a secluded place for us to recuperate."
Fu nodded and closed his eyes to rest.
Ye Feng gently laid Fu on the ground before walking towards the old man's corpse. He saw the space ring in one of his fingers. He collected it, then walked back to Fu.
Ye Feng carried Fu on his back and began looking for a decent, secluded cave for them to recover from their injuries.