Chapter 1744

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The sword energies that were aimed at Huang Yu did not cease; they continued to approach with relentless and fierce killing intent. However, on Shi Chen’an’s side, a figure suddenly and unpredictably appeared. This person was clad in black, with their face concealed, and as their wrists collided, they thrust forward a long sword with an open palm. This sword was not a true spiritual weapon but rather a concentration of pure sword energy. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that thousands of sword energies had been compressed and condensed into this single blade. The sword, propelled from the black-clad figure’s hand, struck Shi Chen’an from behind in an instant.

Under normal circumstances, Shi Chen’an would have been able to react and defend himself against such an attack. But now… he had poured all his strength into a decisive strike, determined to slay Huang Yu, and never anticipated that someone would launch a surprise attack at this moment. Thus, Shi Chen’an failed to react in time. Not only did Shi Chen’an fail to react, but Shi Simiao and Shu Dun, who were even farther away, were completely stunned.

The dazzling sword, forged from thousands of compressed sword energies, pierced through Shi Chen’an’s back in an instant. A shrill scream of agony echoed through the air. “Brother…” Seeing this, Shi Simiao was utterly bewildered.

At that very moment, Shi Chen’an’s attack had knocked Huang Yu to the ground. Without a moment to spare, Shi Simiao and Shu Dun rushed towards Shi Chen’an, who had fallen. Meanwhile, the black-clad figure swiftly moved to Huang Yu’s side and hoisted him up.

“We can’t let him escape!” Shi Simiao shouted in a shrill voice. However, the black-clad figure was extremely swift and bellowed, “If you want your seventh prince to survive, you must fight to the death!” This statement was not directed at the people of the Shu or Shi families but at the men who had come with Huang Yu.

“Who are you?” a Star-Picking Realm warrior who had arrived with Huang Yu demanded to know.

The black-clad figure’s voice was cold and severe: “Your seventh prince is as good as dead in the hands of those three. But with me, he might have a slim chance of survival. Whether you choose to fight to the death is up to you.”

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the dozen or so warriors changed. “Fight!” With the cry of their leader, they all charged into battle.

Shi Simiao was tending to her brother’s wounds, while Shu Dun glared at the group and shouted, “Kill them all, leave no one alive!” **Boom, boom, boom…**

A desperate battle erupted. Amidst the chaos, the black-clad figure, under the cover of the dozen warriors, fled with Huang Yu…

Several miles away, the earth-shattering roars continued to echo. The black-clad figure looked at Huang Yu, who had fainted in his arms, sighed, and then left without delay.

A short while later, in the forest, Shi Simiao cradled Shi Chen’an’s lifeless body in her arms, her face streaked with tears. “My brother is dead! But Huang Yu escaped!” She clutched Shi Chen’an’s shoulders tightly, her voice hoarse. “Who is that guy?”

At that moment, there were two to three dozen warriors from the Shu and Shi families standing around, some of them injured. The sixteen men who had come with Huang Yu had all perished in battle, many of them even self-detonating to buy time.

After a short while, Shu Dun returned with a few others and shook his head at Shi Simiao. “He’s long gone. We can’t find any trace of him.”

“We have to find him, even if it’s impossible!” Shi Simiao’s face turned fierce. “In this place, everyone is from the Tianyuan Continent. That black-clad figure, though not at the Star-Picking Realm, managed to catch my brother off guard and deliver a fatal blow. He is definitely no ordinary person!”

“Notify the Lingjian Pavilion and search for him!” Shu Dun looked at Shi Simiao with a difficult expression. “Simiao, our mission here is…”

“I don’t care about any mission,” Shi Simiao interrupted. “All I know is that my brother is dead. Over the years, the Lingjian Pavilion has received a lot of help from our Shi and Shu families. If they want to be the Tianhuang Empire of the Tianyuan Continent, they have to help me!”

Shu Dun nodded. “I understand. I’ll try to contact them right away.”

Shi Simiao squatted on the ground, tears streaming down her face as she looked at her brother’s body in her arms.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Inside the virtual land, a small forest area.

At the foot of a small mountain, on the leeward side, a narrow passage extended inward, only wide enough for one person. The passage led deeper and gradually widened. Eventually, a small cave faintly appeared within. The sound of dripping water echoed from the cave walls. Inside the cave, a bed of cotton was laid out, on which lay a young man with a pale face.

Nearby, by a campfire, Ye Wushuang was roasting a bird’s wing, concentrating intently.

“Hmm…” A faint sound was heard.

“Awake?” Ye Wushuang didn’t even look up, his voice indifferent as he focused on roasting the meat.

Huang Yu, lying on the makeshift bed, looked at Ye Wushuang, who was dressed in a black bodysuit.

“Did… you… save me?”

Ye Wushuang tore off a piece of meat, popped it into his mouth, and nodded contentedly. “You know, this virtual land is really like the outside world. The fierce beasts here, though mutated, have delicious meat!”

With that, Ye Wushuang cut a few more pieces of meat, placed them on a plate, and turned to Huang Yu. “Want some?”

Huang Yu shook his head, his expression dim.

Ye Wushuang continued, “Those dozen or so people, if nothing unexpected happened, should all be dead. As for me, I’m just a mere Five Tribulations Realm cultivator. I took advantage of the fight between you and Shi Chen’an and managed to sneak in an attack. He probably didn’t survive.”

“But with my limited abilities, I could only manage to save you. I can’t do anything more!”

Hearing this, Huang Yu’s expression darkened further, tears streaming down his eyes as he muttered, “It’s my fault… I’ve led them to their deaths…”

“That’s true,” Ye Wushuang said earnestly. “They couldn’t be sure whether I was going to save you or kill you. But for your slim chance of survival, they still chose to fight to the death.”

“And you led them to their deaths…”

Huang Yu’s face turned even more ghastly.

The two fell into silence.

Ye Wushuang continued eating his roasted meat without speaking.

After a long while, Huang Yu struggled to prop himself up, looked at Ye Wushuang, and said in a pale voice, “Thank you for saving me. May I know your esteemed name?”

“Who I am, you might find out someday,” Ye Wushuang replied indifferently. “I didn’t save you to win your gratitude. I just… the Shi and Shu families are close to the Lingjian Pavilion. By saving you, I can make the Shi and Shu families very uncomfortable, and that’s why I did it.”

“Are you from the Shengtian Sect?” Huang Yu asked in surprise.

“It seems you pay quite a bit of attention to the affairs of the Tianyuan Continent,” Ye Wushuang noted.

Huang Yu gave a bitter smile. “Naturally. There are no Saint Realm figures on the Tianyuan Continent, yet now we have people like Yin Shenghao and Xu Ziyin emerging. The Tianyuan Continent may become even more extraordinary in the coming times.”

Ye Wushuang continued, “Your Tianhuang Empire has only unified the Tianhuang Continent for a few thousand years. Is it already on the brink of defeat? Even if Huang Chongtian is no longer around, I remember there are still a few Saint Realm figures within the Huang family!”