It was a fiery-red sword-light. It shone brightly in the darkness and transformed into a fiery phoenix that spread its wings wide. The ground cracked wherever the sword-light passed by. Pieces of soil were lifted up, and tongues of fire licked the cracks in the soil.
The ball of fire was so scorching in the darkness that everyone could see it.
"Is there a Celestial swordsman in the carriage?"
No matter how uninformed the Scavengers were, they had heard of the Nine Phoenix's imperial sword, the Desert Wind Swordsmanship. The Karmic Fire Red Lotus Sword was the supreme sword technique of the Nine Phoenix. It was one of the three supreme swords along with the long-lost Iron Heart Sect and the White Raven Sword Sect. In order to master this sword technique, one would have to be at least a Celestial Being.
There were only two people in the carriage. One of them had been unconscious for a few days and was clearly not from the Nine Phoenix. The other one was just a little girl. The Scavengers' expressions changed when they thought of her identity.
The Jade Phoenix Clan nurtured their successors from a young age. What kind of status would their princess have?
When Huang Huo appeared on the carriage with the cyan-steel sword, everyone gasped.
Na Xin felt that her brain was not working well enough.
"Second Young Mistress!"
Mister Liu's figure moved as he roared.
No matter what, the sword was too immature, and its intention was too obvious. It also showed that its owner lacked combat experience.
The crystal-like monster nimbly turned its body to the side and dodged the sword. Its sturdy and powerful hind legs pressed against the ground and bounced off. Its massive body shot toward the carriage like a cannonball.
Huang Huo, who was standing on the carriage, did not react in time. She could only watch in a daze as the monster's huge claws came at her. She could not help but close her eyes subconsciously.
She thought to herself, 'Is this the fate that Master Martha has arranged for me?'
She did not expect there to be such a terrifying existence among the monsters.
However, there were no 'ifs' in the Jade Phoenix's maxim. Everything was predestined.
Mr. Liu roared and sped up to his maximum speed. He became illusory, and each step he took covered more than 10 feet. He looked like a beam of white light, but he was still one step away.
He could only watch as the monster swung its claws down.
Na Xin swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt her throat go dry.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that he would witness the death of a Nine Phoenix Crown Princess in front of him, nor did he imagine that he would be lucky enough to die on the same battlefield as someone with the bloodline of the Jade Phoenix Clan.
He really didn't know whether this was too fortunate or not.
The crystal blade-like claws brought about four long vortexes in the pitch-black night. The wind from the blades had already arrived, blowing Huang Huo's long black sandalwood hair away from her snow-white skin.
Na Xin stared fixedly at the scene. For some reason, he felt as if he had heard a sharp, ear-piercing sound. It was like the shrill sound of a sword scratching a tile. It made the roots of one's teeth tingle.
Time and space seemed to be stretched at this moment.
Suddenly, there was a strange sense of disharmony on the battlefield. Phoenix Fire saw many silver lines appear in front of her. These lines intersected with each other, forming an invisible wall that shone with a faint light.
Above this transparent wall, there were some places where the space was extending in all directions, and some places where the space was compressing towards a certain point in the center. They contradicted each other and were extremely strange.
"This is …"
As someone who could also sense the Celestial Being, she could see some clues from these lines of law.
The Path of the Jade Phoenix was about nirvana and rebirth. It had a deep understanding of the Path of Extremity, or the so-called Existential Power that the people of Wohnde called. And Phoenix Fire clearly felt a vast and ancient aura from the point where the intersecting silver lines converged.
Up and down were the four directions of the universe, which had been the universe since ancient times.
This was the Path of Extremity.
At this point, the strange monster's claws seemed to have hit the most unshakable thing in the world. When Na Xin heard the ear-piercing sound, everyone saw his huge claws bend back unnaturally and break from the middle.
Phoenix Fire's eyes widened.
The moment she drew her sword, she knew that the strength of this monster was even above Mister Liu, who was traveling with her.
Mister Liu was one of the most outstanding disciples of the Yunsheng Sect. At the age of 27, he had already entered the Celestial Being Realm. Now, he had even touched the threshold of the Path of Extremity (Enlightenment). Then, shouldn't this strange monster also be at the Path of Extremity?
But at this moment, because it had hit an invisible wall, it shattered into pieces. She watched as its head, chest, and right forearm were all mixed together. Extreme fear appeared on its long and narrow face. Then, there was a 'bang' sound.
Just like a fragile object, the fragments flew everywhere and broke into pieces.
Crystal shards fell to the ground in a clatter.
Everyone was stunned. Their expressions were as if they had seen the end of the world.
But things were not over yet.
Then, a spiritual shock wave spread out from this transparent wall. It was like a ripple that was expanding, extending to every corner of the entire battlefield.
Before the Scavengers could react, they were hit by this ripple. They only felt a tightness in their chests, and then they flew into the air. They flew for more than ten meters before landing heavily on the carriages that had been trampled by the strange monsters.
These people only felt a buzzing sound in their heads, but their hearts were not blank. After stepping into the Silver Stream, it was the first time that humans understood the category of power. In their hearts, they naturally understood that this was the unconscious counterattack of the strong's spiritual world.
Another thing that the strange monsters were good at was spiritual shock. Obviously, they had overplayed their hand just now.
But the problem was …
"What kind of god is this? The counterattack of the consciousness can affect the material world and send them flying?"
Everyone could not help but be shocked.
"Could it be that the one who is waking up is actually a god?"
The humans were not the only ones who were sent flying.
Wherever the spiritual shock wave passed, the strange monsters were also sent flying. Then, they fell on the open space outside like rain.
Angry screams immediately rang out.
Na Xin looked at this scene dizzily. He had been sent flying by the shock wave and landed on a carriage. The back of his head hit the shaft of the carriage heavily. If he had not been at the lower level of the Gold Stream, he would have fainted.
But he was different from the others. Probably because his strength was higher than almost everyone else, Na Xin could clearly feel that the shock wave came from the carriage.
There was only one person in the carriage.
"That young man …" He was shocked. "What on earth did I save?"
Huang Huo blinked and looked at the young man lying on her carriage with some confusion.
Brando was waking up.
Although he only blinked his eyes slightly.
"It's him?"
When Huang Huo saw this scene, this thought immediately flashed through her mind.
"Second Miss!"
Mr. Liu came to her side in a flash. In fact, under the previous shock wave, he was the only one who did not retreat. But even so, his face was terrifyingly pale. He could not help but look into the carriage subconsciously. He felt more from the blow just now.
It was not only the impact from the spiritual world and the world of consciousness. In fact, at that moment, he felt as if he had fought with a top swordsman.
The other party's swordsmanship was so terrifying that he almost collapsed.
Even his teacher did not have such terrifying strength.
In the confrontation in the spiritual world, he could only see the other party's back. But this back alone was enough to make him unable to resist at all.
But the pride of a swordsman made him use his sword. It was only one sword, but he was defeated.
But even if it was a defeat, it was enough for him to benefit a lot.
He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He did not know whether he should be happy or worried. But his eyes fell on the young man. He was not sure whether the blow was launched by the young man or not.
If it was —
Then the young man's identity was worth considering.
Judging from his appearance, he was a Great Master who was less than twenty-five years old.
"Mr. Liu, be careful!" Just as his thoughts flashed through his mind, another wave of Mutants surged forward. This time, they were led by three gigantic Normal Mutants. They roared as they pounced in his direction.
Mr. Liu turned his head and was about to draw his sword.
But it was at this moment.
Then, something strange happened.
The three-headed monster in the air suddenly froze.
It was as if they were held by an invisible hand and nailed to the transparent wall. Huang Huo and Mr. Liu, who had witnessed this scene, turned their heads subconsciously.
They saw Brando slowly sit up in the carriage.
…
In the darkness, the mountain wind blew from the pine mountains. Brando knew that this was the summer wind from Bucce. It came from the other side of the col. Every summer, it would come as usual.
When the wind passed through the pine forest, the sound was like the waves of the sea, rustling. It was as if the pine needles were blowing and falling in the forest.
The moonlight was like a flower, shining on the vast hills.
The Roman's back seemed to be still in front of him. The merchant girl's hair was his last memory.
He stood outside the gate of the old house.
He looked at the rows of Undead coming from the mountains. Their white bones flickered with white phosphorescence under the night sky. The black Nether Steel swords in their hands were engraved with the emblem of the Bramante Black Rose.
It was so eye-catching.
This scene was clearer than the two historical experiences.
But he suddenly could not remember the name of the Necromancer who commanded the attack on Bucce. His memory became so blurry. It was as if the bits and pieces of Sophie were merging into a deeper thought.
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