Chapter 327
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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Not even a breath had passed since Wu Jing Xue made his move.
Almost at the instant he made his move, the cold sword light came over and completely killed him. His entire body was badly mutilated, causing the entire space to become bloody and hideous.
Lin Tianchong's gaze froze. Then, a flaming sword appeared in front of him. The fire was like flowing water and enveloped the entire space. The fire burned everything. The sword broke through the air and made the heavens and earth rumble.
"Break!"
The lightning on his arm roared and swept across. It was as if a mountain had descended from the sky and shook off the flaming sword.
However, just as he made his move, a cold wind swept past him from behind.
In the next instant —
The cold sword radiance appeared again. It was like a ferocious ghost that was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. The sword was ruthless and cut off Lin Tianchong's right arm!
The entire space was silent.
Lin Tianchong's body fell from mid-air. His left hand was covering his right arm as blood continuously flowed out and dripped onto the ground. The expression of pain that surged out from his body shocked everyone's mind.
Even Chu Xingyun opened his eyes wide and looked at this scene in disbelief.
The two sword radiances that were circling in the air slowly descended. The sword shadows floated like mist and turned into two sinister figures. They were Chang Chixiao and Qin Qiumo.
"Are you very surprised that the two of us would suddenly make a move and stop you in such a timely manner?" The one who spoke was Qin Qiumo. He took a step forward and looked down at Lin Tianchong as if he was looking at an idiot.
Lin Tianchong was still clutching his right arm. He looked over and was surprised to find that there was a vertical eye between Qin Qiumo's eyebrows. The pupil was grey and black and emitted a cold light. It was rotating continuously and looked extremely terrifying.
"My Wu Ling is called the Shadow Spirit Eyes. It is a fifth-grade eye. Although it has no fighting ability, it is extremely sensitive to the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth. It can sense even the slightest trace of it."
Qin Qiumo raised his head and glanced at Chu Xingyun. He said proudly, "Just now, the Shadow Spirit Eyes caught the Spiritual Energy Sound Transmission between you and Wu Jing Xue. Although I don't know what you were discussing, I think it must have something to do with him."
"Therefore, the moment we regained our consciousness, we did not hesitate to turn our bodies into swords and attack!"
After saying that, Qin Qiu Mo and Chang Chixiao both had hideous smiles on their faces. The sword light was still floating above the crowd's heads, causing their hearts to sink to the bottom of the valley as they felt more and more hopeless.
"The strength of these two people is far inferior to my father. But in order to save you, they still took the risk. This action is too stupid. It is an eye-opener for me." Chang Mingyang sneered. He stared at Chu Xingyun, as if he wanted to find some clues from Chu Xingyun's body.
After a while, he withdrew his gaze. A look of annoyance appeared on his face, as if he had lost his patience.
Chang Mingyang lifted his right foot. A dazzling silver light shone on his long boot. It was as sharp as a sword. In a domineering manner, he kicked Chu Xingyun's lower abdomen.
Bang!
The terrifying power was overwhelming. Chu Xingyun was sent flying.
Chu Xingyun's body slammed into the hard mountain wall, leaving a deep mark on it. Falling rocks rustled and tore open the bloody hole on his body. At the same time, the spiritual power surrounding him also disappeared like flowing water.
"Chu Xingyun's Spiritual Ocean … shattered?" The crowd's pupils shrank. For a moment, they stopped breathing. Even their hearts stopped beating. They fell into an absolute silence.
If the defeat of Wu Jing Xue and Lin Tianchong had already made the crowd feel more and more hopeless, then at this moment, the crowd's hearts were filled with despair. There was nothing else!
The Spiritual Ocean was the foundation of cultivation.
No matter how powerful a warrior was, he had to rely on the Spiritual Ocean to breathe and absorb the pure Spiritual Energy between heaven and earth.
When the Spiritual Ocean shattered, a warrior's lifetime of cultivation would be reduced to nothing. He would not be able to use cultivation techniques or martial arts. He would not be able to use Wu Ling. He would become a complete waste.
At this moment, Chu Xingyun's Spiritual Ocean had shattered. This meant that all the miracles and feats he had created before had become a thing of the past. He was no longer a genius, nor was he a peerless genius with a bright future.
Without the Spiritual Ocean, his existence was even worse than an ordinary person's!
Chu Xingyun lay in a pool of blood. His eyes had become hollow. He no longer had the confidence he had in the past. Pain enveloped his body and mind, causing his entire body to tremble violently.
Chu Xingyun did not care about his injuries. As long as he soaked in the blood pool, he would recover in less than a day.
However, the blood pool could not repair the Spiritual Ocean's shattered Spiritual Ocean.
Even the legendary super ninth grade spiritual materials were powerless against it!
"I, Chu Xingyun, have been reborn. In just one year, I have accumulated countless resources and received the help of many powerful warriors. But in the end, my Spiritual Ocean has shattered."
"Could it be that the heavens really want me to die?"
Even with Chu Xingyun's strong will, he could not help but sigh. The last trace of Spiritual Energy in his body dissipated. His entire person seemed to have lost his soul. He looked at the misty sky in despair.
In this world, martial arts were respected. The strong were supreme.
Without the Spiritual Ocean, Chu Xingyun had lost everything.
He could not find the whereabouts of his birth mother.
He could no longer fulfill the promise he had made to Shui Liu Xiang.
He could not even summon Wu Ling's Sword.
What was the difference between being alive and being dead in such a life?
The light in Chu Xingyun's eyes gradually dissipated. Chang Mingyang felt a little bored. Originally, he had wanted to torture Chu Xingyun continuously, using Chu Xingyun's pain and wails to vent the hatred in his heart.
Now, Chu Xingyun's mind was in a trance. No matter how he tortured him, there was no reaction. It was no different from being dead.
"I, Chang Mingyang, am a genius disciple of Wanjian Pavilion. How can I waste my time on a piece of trash?" With such a thought in his mind, Chang Mingyang looked at Chu Xingyun with an emotionless gaze.
Clang!
The Cold Light Silver Sword was unsheathed. A trace of cold killing intent spread out from Chang Mingyang's body.
He raised the silver sword. The dense sword light tore through the void. If it fell on Chu Xingyun, it would definitely cut Chu Xingyun's body in half.
Chu Xingyun also saw the sword light, but his body did not move. He still stood there, perplexed.
Seeing this scene, the hearts of the crowd were filled with sorrow. On their trembling faces, their eyes were closed in pain. They did not dare to open their eyes to see this scene.
"How boring!"
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