Chapter 1815
by 林方方Chapter 1815 Sword
Just as Master Chen was in a daze, Wuquan’s voice suddenly rang out!
“Look outside!”
Everyone turned to look out the window, first stunned, then gradually opened their mouths in shock…
A droplet of water falling through the air suddenly split into two pieces from the middle, the cut surface smooth and even, as if sliced by an invisible sword. Shortly after, it split again in an extremely short time!
Two pieces, four pieces, eight pieces, sixteen pieces…
In just the blink of an eye, a droplet of water had shattered into a light mist.
Another blink,
And this sea area… had disappeared.
The sea hadn’t actually disappeared, but rather every drop of water had been sliced into mist in an instant!
At the same time, just a few kilometers away from the carriage, three enormous Ke-system deities suddenly froze, then began to dissipate into thin mist like the sea area… The difference was that the sea turned into white mist, while they turned into blood-colored mist.
Silently, without a sound,
Three Ke-system deities, each powerful enough to crush several main gods, were completely erased from this world.
Endless white mist enveloped the world as the carriage moved silently forward through the air in a certain direction. Outside the carriage compartment, there seemed to be nothing but boundless emptiness and deathly stillness.
“What… what just happened??”
A member of the [Phoenix] team looked at the misty world outside the window in confusion.
Guan Zai stared intently at a spot in the mist, and after a long while, muttered:
“A sword… was it him? Has he emerged from seclusion?”
“Sword? Where’s the sword?” Not just that team member, but even Chen Han, who had already reached the pinnacle of human potential, asked with furrowed brows.
Guan Zai pointed downward, his expression incredibly complex:
“We… are inside this sword…”
…
“This is…”
The Seraph Lin Qiye hovered with his wings spread in this endless mist, dazed for a long while before suddenly coming to his senses and turning his head toward the direction of Great Xia!
“That sword… was it Teacher?!”
The three Ke-system deities that had been pursuing the carriage had already dissipated into bloody mist without a trace. The remaining six Ke-system deities seemed to have been frightened by something and quickly disappeared into the white mist, vanishing from sight.
The Seraph Lin Qiye didn’t pursue them. Instead, he flapped his wings and rapidly flew upward.
His figure passed through the atmosphere but still couldn’t break free from the endless mist. He continued ascending until he escaped gravity’s pull and reached space, where the drifting mist finally disappeared.
The Seraph Lin Qiye looked down, his pupils slightly contracting…
On the gray surface of the Earth, a sword mark was deeply imprinted across the ocean. All the seawater along the path of this sword had been cut into mist. This mist, like blood flowing from the wounded ocean, continuously flowed toward space.
The endpoint of this sword mark was the battlefield where the carriage had been pursued, while the starting point… was in the direction of Great Xia.
The Seraph Lin Qiye gazed at this sword mark that had wounded the “ocean,” unprecedented shock appearing in his eyes. Until now, he had never seen such a terrifying scene. Even the sword that Michael had once struck from the moon to Earth couldn’t compare to the shock of this sword before him!
One sword thrust from Great Xia, penetrating thousands of kilometers of void, striking down upon the sea. When the sword fell, the sea shattered into mist!
An entire sea area shattered into mist… what kind of concept was that?
How many slices would it take to turn a drop of seawater into mist? And how many drops of water were in an entire sea area?
With this sword thrust, not only were three Ke-system deities annihilated, but even Zeus, a supreme deity of that caliber, would likely have no chance of survival if present.
The Seraph Lin Qiye stared blankly toward the direction of Great Xia. After a moment, his eyes gradually brightened.
“Teacher… have you already become this powerful?”
…
Great Xia.
At the edge of a desolate desert, a sword hut stood on the barren land.
In this land, there was no wind, no life, no vegetation, only sword energy solidified into substance, drifting in the dead air.
Inside the sword hut,
A figure in black clothes sat cross-legged calmly on the ground.
His right hand was formed into a sword finger, pointing at a certain direction in the void. On the corresponding wall, a small hole about two fingers wide was emitting faint smoke.
“How did it go?” Destiny Monk stood beside him and asked solemnly.
“Killed three of them.”
“Are they safe now?”
“Yes.”
“That’s good… thank you, Sword Immortal.” Destiny Monk spoke respectfully.
Just as Zhou Ping was about to say something, his gaze suddenly focused. He looked down at his palm where fine dark red cracks appeared on the back of his hand, slowly extending toward his arm under the sleeve…
A trickle of crimson blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
“You are…” Destiny Monk frowned deeply. Looking at the cracks covering Zhou Ping’s hand, he seemed to realize something.
Zhou Ping shook his head: “It’s nothing. You should go now… When Lin Qiye returns, tell him to come see me.”
After hesitating for a moment, Destiny Monk nodded:
“Alright.”
With Destiny Monk’s departure, the sword hut once again fell into silence.
Zhou Ping watched his retreating figure and sighed helplessly… His eyes slowly closed as he sat motionless in the center of the sword hut, as if in meditation.
…
Divine Psychiatric Hospital.
An Qingyu stood on this completely unfamiliar land, his brows slightly furrowed.
“So that’s it… this is why you brought me here?”
“You have too many tricks up your sleeve. Besides this place, I couldn’t think of any other way to contain you.” Lin Qiye waved his hand lightly, and with a flash, the two appeared in an open courtyard.
He raised his hand and pointed to the last room on the second floor of the ward: “That last empty room is specially reserved for you.”
An Qingyu surveyed his surroundings, showing little emotional change on his face, and thoughtfully said,
“Divine Psychiatric Hospital… so this was your secret back then? Your identity as the divine proxy and those endless summons all came from here?”
“That’s right.”
At this point, Lin Qiye had no need to hide his past secrets.
“Are you sure this place can contain me?” An Qingyu asked in return.
Lin Qiye frowned as he looked at him, seemingly trying to detect some emotional fluctuation in those gray eyes—contempt, fear, worry, anger… anything. But there was none of these in his eyes.
The impression An Qingyu gave him was that of an all-knowing transcendent who had seen through the mortal world, like a combination of Merlin and Destiny Monk.
An Qingyu in this state was the most frightening.
Just as Lin Qiye was about to say something, a flippant voice suddenly sounded from the ward:
“Well, well~ if it isn’t our [Key of the Door]? What’s this? You’ve come for a vacation too?”
[Chaos] rested his hands on the corridor railing, looking down at the courtyard below, baring his snow-white teeth in a casual grin.