Captulo 1575: Chapter 1574: The Three-Blades Great Saint Takes Action
"Either Xu Zimei is not from this Heaven Extreme Realm and has come from one of the other Nine Domains.”
As for Yan Pingfan himself, he is quite convinced, or rather leans towards the idea that Xu Zimei is from another domain.
After all, as long as you’ve been in the Heaven Extreme Realm,
It’s impossible not to leave a trace.
And he also investigated the ancestors of the True Martial Holy Sect.
Checked them one by one and discovered that none of them matched Xu Zimei’s condition.
So Yan Pingfan believed, Xu Zimei had the same purpose as him.
……
In the night sky, the two stood facing each other from afar.A cold breeze blew, causing their hair to dance in the wind.
Xu Zimei asked, “Then who sent you?”
"You don’t need to know my identity,” Yan Pingfan snorted coldly.
He said, “I’m just reminding you, regardless of who you might be.
This muddy water is not something you should get involved with.
Beware of the calamity of assassins.”
"That’s quite the coincidence, I love living on the edge and dancing on the razor’s edge best,” Xu Zimei replied.
"Are you sincerely seeking death?” Yan Pingfan asked.
"Do you really think you are my opponent?” Xu Zimei’s gaze sharpened.
Powerful energy hovered around his body.
He swung his hand, directly grabbing toward Yan Pingfan.
Yan Pingfan’s expression changed slightly.
At this strike, he instantly sensed that Xu Zimei’s power was not weaker than his own, but stronger.
"Since when did the True Martial Holy Sect have such a master?” Yan Pingfan was astonished in his heart.
Meanwhile, he also struck out with his palm.
Their palms collided in the void and then exploded.
All that could be heard was a “boom.”
The void twisted, and countless chaotic space currents shot out, the powerful force shocking even the night of the True Martial Holy Sect.
Yan Pingfan’s palm imprint was shattered.
And Xu Zimei’s powerful palm did not diminish, its might growing ever stronger.
Continuously gathering spiritual energy around him.
Within a hundred-mile radius, all the spiritual energy was absorbed completely like a whale gorging.
Yan Pingfan’s expression changed dramatically.
Even knowing Xu Zimei was strong, he didn’t expect this confrontation to exceed his imagination.
"Damn it,” he snorted coldly.
The sword light in front of him flickered, endless Sword Intent broke the void.
That Heaven Shaking Sword Intent was indeed powerful enough.
It directly annihilated everything, shattering Xu Zimei’s great hand.
"Compare weapons,” Xu Zimei snorted coldly.
Tyrant Shadow unsheathed, the blade like thunder, carrying Metal God Rushou’s indestructible powerful metallic principles.
It turned into a golden lightning bolt.
Directly shattered tens of thousands of Sword Qi, reaching Yan Pingfan’s face.
Yan Pingfan hurriedly raised his sword to block in front of him.
Another “boom.”
A direct explosion sent Yan Pingfan’s figure flying.
……
When Yan Pingfan’s figure fell.
His body was already covered with dense wounds.
Flesh and blood flew, and even half of his body was missing, blown away to who knows where.
Yan Pingfan roared in anger.
"The pain of today, I will repay you a thousandfold in the future,” Yan Pingfan roared.
After speaking, he no longer fought Xu Zimei and fled directly into the distance.
He knew he was not a match for Xu Zimei.
Fighting on would only put him in danger, perhaps leading to his fall here.
Seeing Yan Pingfan’s retreating figure, Xu Zimei did not chase.
Instead, he looked toward the True Martial Trial Tower.
He softly said, “Three Blades, I once called you ancestor.
I wonder if the blade in your hand is still sharp?”
As his words fell, it seemed like the black night sky was slashed by a blade light.
"Born under the blade, die under the blade.”
A slightly pondering voice echoed.
This blade light that tore through the dark firmament lasted only a moment.
It illuminated the firmament.
Then Yan Pingfan’s head fell directly to the ground, and an old man’s figure came stepping through the air from a distance.
The old man was hidden in the void.
He appeared hazy.
It seemed just a moment ago he was hundreds of meters away, but in an instant, he was above the firmament.
The old man sheathed his blade, picked up Yan Pingfan’s body.
One hand grabbed the body, the other held the severed head, and the elderly figure disappeared into the darkness.
……
All these happenings appeared slow.
But in reality, they transpired in an instant.
Just like that blade light, fleeting as the blink of an eye.
Everything was invisible now.
Because of the earlier explosion, Wang Hengzhi and the many elders naturally were awakened.
All came stepping through the air, wanting to see what had happened.
Arriving at the peak where Xu Zimei resided.
Wang Hengzhi hurriedly asked, “Ancestor, what happened?”
"Nothing, don’t always be so alarmed.
It was just a disturbance caused by my cultivation,” Xu Zimei replied.
Hearing this, Wang Hengzhi sighed in relief.
He was really worried some powerful enemy had come.
He then said, “Ancestor, if there’s anything, feel free to instruct us.”
"You may all withdraw,” Xu Zimei waved his hand.
Wang Hengzhi and the elders departed.
Xu Zimei looked toward the direction of the True Martial Trial Tower, smiling slightly.
"Truly a sharp blade.
The person has aged, but that blade seems sharper.”
"Ancestor, that Young Master Yan is a bad person, right?”
At this moment, Xiao An’an’s voice came from behind.
She had been cultivating at the mountaintop.
She witnessed the battle between Xu Zimei and Yan Pingfan first-hand.
No matter the angle, she was on Xu Zimei’s side.
So, Xiao An’an asked.
"The figure in the sky just now was very similar to Grandpa Dao.”
"Girl, I know you’re perceptive and very clever.”
Xu Zimei said, “But there are some matters you shouldn’t meddle in.
Just like I told your Sect Master today.
If your strength hasn’t reached that level, don’t inquire.
When you reach the right realm, you will naturally know.
As for now, just cultivate well.”
"I listen to you, Young Master,” Xiao An’an nodded.
……
The explosion that night was covered up by Xu Zimei as cultivation-induced.
It wasn’t the formidable enemy Wang Hengzhi feared.
But the adversary Wang Hengzhi feared eventually arrived before dawn.
The gigantic Dragon Boat of the Ancient Dragon Nation traversed through the void.
This time, the Dragon Boat’s arrival caused quite a stir.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that even before the Dragon Boat appeared, its aura had already shattered the void.
Xu Zimei looked up once.
Then ignored it and continued cultivating.
As for Grandpa Dao in front of the True Martial Trial Tower, his once-sleeping eyes slowly opened.
It seemed like a blade light burst forth.
Yet right after, he closed his eyes again, changing position to sleep.
"Being old isn’t conducive to deep sleep.
A little disturbance wakes one easily.
So old, so old.”
Though Xu Zimei and Grandpa Dao seemed indifferent.
The rest of the True Martial Holy Sect.
Each was as though facing doomsday, all staring at that Dragon Boat, watching the shattered void.