Thirteen Xuanyuan Swords floated in the air, and a complex sword formation condensed in their center. Golden light illuminated Snow Hidden Valley, enveloping Ye Ling and the others.
Xu Changsheng stood in the air, looking down at Ye Ling and the others. He said lightly, "Everyone, if you can prove you are disciples of Snow Hidden Valley, please present your evidence quickly. Otherwise, once the sword formation is activated, there will be no turning back."
"Master!"
Ji Xue felt the power of the Xuanyuan Swords and her expression changed completely. She quickly looked at Ye Ling, her eyes filled with worry.
The power emanating from the Xuanyuan Swords now was entirely different from before!
This sword could now slay gods and demons!
"How can this guy be so unreasonable?" Feng Ke was also annoyed, looking at Xu Changsheng with indignation and anger in her eyes.
Although she practiced the techniques of the Snow Hidden Sect and knew its unique skills, she could easily prove her identity if she displayed them.
However, Xu Changsheng attacked first and then arrogantly demanded proof of her identity as a disciple of Snow Hidden Valley, which made her extremely displeased.
Therefore, she was unwilling to bow to Xu Changsheng and reveal her skills.
Ye Ling, on the other hand, maintained a faint smile, completely unconcerned by the Xuanyuan Swords in the air. He teased Feng Ke, "When it comes to being unreasonable, no one can compare to you, the young lady who took the prize at the Celestial Master Ordination Ceremony and then stabbed the sect leader of the Zhengyi Sect."
"Hmph! I saved Zhang Mingyu's life afterward and returned his sword," Feng Ke snorted, denying Ye Ling's words.
Seeing that Ye Ling was still calm and not showing any signs of preparing for battle, Ji Xue couldn't help but anxiously ask, "At a time like this, Master, how can you still be in the mood to joke?"
She was very aware of the power of the Xuanyuan Swords. Such supreme divine weapons, if unleashed with full power, could probably cleave Mount Kunlun in half!
Seeing Ji Xue's anxious expression, Ye Ling smiled again and said, "Ji Xue, your cultivation is at least that of a Red Dust Immortal. Why are you less composed than that little girl Feng Ke?"
"I..."
Ji Xue wanted to speak but stopped, only feeling anxiety and worry in her heart.
Xu Changsheng, standing in the air, saw that Ye Ling completely disregarded him, and a shadow flashed in his eyes.
This was the first time he had been so ignored, and he felt his dignity had been trampled!
He said solemnly, "It seems you have great confidence in your own strength. Allow me to test it!"
As Xu Changsheng finished speaking, he no longer held back, forming hand seals. "Xuanyuan Sword Formation!"
Boom!
All thirteen swords erupted with dazzling golden light, and a golden barrier rose around the sword formation, flashing with golden arcs of lightning!
"Damn it!"
Ji Xue's face turned extremely grim, and she could no longer remain calm. Black scales attached themselves to her body, and she was about to transform into her dragon form.
"Just watch with peace of mind. I have everything under control."
Ye Ling's calm voice echoed in Ji Xue's ears, startling her. The scales on her body quickly receded.
Although Ye Ling's voice was not loud, it carried an inexplicable power that made Ji Xue feel incredibly at ease.
"Immortal Slaying!"
Xu Changsheng's fierce roar came from the air. Endless sword energy surged out from the barrier, pouring towards Ye Ling and the others!
Golden lightning roared, and the space within the barrier seemed on the verge of shattering!
"What fine swords... a pity..."
Looking at the sword formation in the sky, Ye Ling whispered. Demonic energy coiled around his palm, and then the demonic energy quickly condensed into a demonic sword, "Sword Demon · Soul Snatcher."
Boom!
The demonic sword roared, and a demonic figure tens of meters tall emerged from it, roaring at Xu Changsheng in the air. A terrifying aura swept out!
The surrounding Xuanyuan sword energy was completely shattered. Xu Changsheng was hit by the demonic figure's roar, and his soul flew out of his body.
"This!"
Xu Changsheng watched his soul separate from his body with wide eyes, his pupils constricting.
But he had already lost control of his body and could not even hear the sounds around him.
He could only see the demonic figure open its bloody maw and swallow his body in one gulp.
So strong...
Xu Changsheng's consciousness gradually blurred, and he felt two figures, one dressed in black and the other in white, approaching him.
Am I going to die?
"I don't intend to kill this person. You can go back."
At this moment, Xu Changsheng vaguely heard Ye Ling's voice. Before he could ponder the meaning of Ye Ling's words, he suddenly felt an extremely strong suction force pulling his soul.
His past experiences flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, finally settling on a world filled with corpses and flames, where a large saber suddenly slashed towards him!
"No!!!"
Xu Changsheng sat up abruptly and found himself lying on the bed. The Xuanyuan Swords were placed not far away, and the room was empty.
"I..."
Xu Changsheng looked at his slightly trembling hands and realized he was covered in sweat.
Feng Ke entered with a basin of water. Seeing that Xu Changsheng was awake, she poked her head out and shouted, "Hey! That guy is awake!"
After shouting, Feng Ke impatiently placed the basin on the table, wringing out a towel as she said, "You look quite strong, but I didn't expect you to be so frail. Ye Ling hadn't even made a move, and you fainted from fright."
Feng Ke threw the wrung-out towel to Xu Changsheng. "Wipe your face and get up. We've already wasted a lot of time because of you."
Xu Changsheng took the towel and asked hesitantly, "How long have I been asleep?"
"About three days."
Feng Ke said, then ignored Xu Changsheng and walked away directly.
In the previous battle, Ye Ling had intended to blast Xu Changsheng's soul out and search it, but he hadn't expected Xu Changsheng's soul to be much more fragile than he anticipated.
As soon as he had blasted Xu Changsheng's soul out, he had attracted the Black and White Impermanence.
With Xu Changsheng's soul in such a state, let alone soul searching, if Ye Ling hadn't intervened to protect him, Xu Changsheng would have met the King of Hell three days ago!
Helplessly, Ye Ling had to let Xu Changsheng recuperate in Snow Hidden Valley, with Feng Ke and Ji Xue taking care of him. During this time, Ye Ling went to Heavenly Hidden Pavilion alone.
However, to Ye Ling's disappointment, when he arrived at Heavenly Hidden Pavilion, the entire pavilion had become ruins.
Heavenly Hidden Pavilion had been wiped out, leaving no survivors, and all its collected scriptures had been burned to ashes.
Ye Ling, who had gone with high expectations, returned disappointed. After returning to Snow Hidden Valley, he confined himself to Su Xue'er's room, poring over her scriptures in search of new clues.
"You're finally awake."
Ye Ling walked into the room and saw Xu Changsheng sitting on the bed with a bewildered expression. He asked, "Has your soul suffered any trauma? I see you're missing a soul and a spirit, and even a large chunk of your memory is gone. Who did this?"
"I..." Xu Changsheng thought carefully and shook his head. "I don't remember."
Ye Ling asked again, "And for whose entrustment are you guarding Snow Hidden Valley?"
Xu Changsheng hesitated.
Ye Ling said, "Your life was saved by me. If I were truly your enemy, you wouldn't have woken up."
Hearing Ye Ling's words, Xu Changsheng no longer concealed anything and said in a low voice, "The one who entrusted me was my old friend, Su Xue'er..."