Chapter 573

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Chapter 573: The Broken Sword’s Resurgence! “Ding, ding, ding, ding…” The sound of clashing weapons reverberated, with the sword light gleaming brightly. The force of the impact sent four figures flying through the air. Their swords shattered into fragments, leaving only the hilts in their grasp. As they crashed to the ground, blood spurted from their mouths. “Puff…” Situ Muyang, Ying Qianqian, Ouyang Ran, and Gong Qi were all in disarray, their faces pale with shock, blood staining their lips. “Waaah…” The void sword hummed ominously, its dark glow radiating an aura of power. It transformed into a streak of black lightning, heading straight for Ouyang Ran. The speed was blinding, and Ouyang Ran’s eyes narrowed instinctively. The sword light exploded within his vision, like a bolt of lightning, and he had no chance to evade it. A cold shiver ran down his spine. “Ding!” At that very moment, a flash of crimson sword light intercepted the black blade. A young figure in a blue robe appeared before Ouyang Ran, raising a broken sword to block the strike. It was Su Yi. The sword he held was the same damaged blade he had been carrying for some time. The black sword light roared violently, its sinister force rushing into Su Yi’s body through the cracked sword. The mysterious energy aimed to break Su Yi, to destroy the damaged sword! “Boom!” As this corrosive energy surged through him, Su Yi’s Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique and Divine Demonic Ancient Verse activated in tandem, directly countering the mysterious force. The overwhelming power of Su Yi’s Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique, with its destructive aura, annihilated the foreign energy, reducing it to nothing. “Boom!” Simultaneously, the broken sword trembled and glowed, releasing a powerful surge of sword aura. “Whoosh…” The sword aura burst forth, accompanied by a heavy killing intent that surged into Su Yi’s body. For a moment, Su Yi’s vision blurred as rivers of blood and piles of corpses appeared before his eyes. The murderous aura was terrifying, as if it sought to destroy everything in its path. Although Su Yi’s body and cultivation had greatly improved, the overwhelming killing energy still made his body tremble, as if it were on the verge of collapse. However, in that moment, the killing intent clashed with the black sword’s force, pushing it back. It was as if the broken sword had suddenly awakened, like a king roused from its slumber. “Bzzz!” A brilliant light erupted from the damaged sword, and the sound of wind and thunder intertwined, as if a mighty beast had stirred. “Swoosh…” The sword energy surged forward, its brilliance overwhelming, forcing the black sword light to retreat. “Crash!” Su Yi shouted with intense determination, and a glint of murderous intent appeared in his eyes. Gripping the broken sword tightly, he swung it with incredible speed, releasing a powerful strike. “Zoom…” The sword light cut through the air, causing the void to tremble, bringing with it a wave of murderous intent. Sensing something, the mysterious sword erupted once again, releasing an overwhelming torrent of black sword light. Hundreds of sword beams, each capable of splitting the void, filled the air in an eerie, ominous display. The surrounding light dimmed significantly. “Ding!” As the sword lights collided, Su Yi’s seemingly delicate sword unleashed a terrifying wave of murderous intent. It exploded into boundless sword energy, sweeping in all directions like a devastating flood. The impact was devastating. Gong Qi, Ying Qianqian, Situ Muyang, and Ouyang Ran stared in shock, unable to fully comprehend what they were witnessing. They realized that had Su Yi unleashed this technique on Spirit Sword Peak just a few days ago, even someone as powerful as Mu Yao would have been defeated in a single strike. In an instant, the black sword light shattered under the force of the radiant sword energy. “Zoom!” A sword light, brimming with killing intent, sliced through the black light enveloping the sword’s body. “Click…” With one clean strike, the mysterious sword split into two. Ying Qianqian and Gong Qi stood in stunned silence, unable to fathom the power they had just seen. They had not realized that the seemingly broken sword was far more powerful than they had ever imagined. In that moment, the radiant light and awe-inspiring presence emanating from the broken sword made it clear to Ouyang Ran and the others that it was undoubtedly an extraordinary treasure. “Stomp, stomp…” Su Yi stumbled backward, his steps faltering. The pressure from the sword’s murderous intent caused his body to tremble, and cracks appeared on his skin in several places, blood seeping from the wounds. He looked like a bloodied figure. “Whoosh…” The skeletal pursuers were closing in. “We must leave now!” Despite the overwhelming energy threatening to consume him, Su Yi managed to retain his composure. He knew this was not a place to remain. “Whoosh…” None of them dared to stay any longer. They quickly started to flee. Su Yi broke free from the sword’s influence. He didn’t have time to think about its reaction and quickly stashed the broken sword back on his back, heading toward the towering mountain peak. The mountain was massive, stretching into the clouds, an imposing sight. The slopes were steep, shrouded in mist and dark clouds, creating a strange and unsettling atmosphere. As Su Yi, Situ Muyang, and the others arrived at the base of the mountain, they saw several figures already gathered there. Among them were Zhang Diyun, Jian Shiyi, Ou Luo, Gu Chenyou, and a dozen others. At that moment, these figures appeared more disheveled than Su Yi and Situ Muyang, showing clear signs of their own struggles. They exchanged uneasy glances. It seemed that Zhang Diyun, Jian Shiyi, Gu Chenyou, and the others had just arrived. “Boom!” The sky flashed with lightning, followed by rumbling thunder. The air crackled with energy. Liu Yunchuan appeared, his body surrounded by electric arcs. Clad in the Thunderbolt Battle Armor, he looked both solemn and disheveled. Behind him, two powerful figures followed. A graceful figure, bathed in golden light, radiated an aura of dominance. Her golden eyes gleamed fiercely—it was Mu Yao. The other figure, dressed in white robes, exuded a powerful presence. His hair was unkempt, and his robes stained with blood—it was Yun Lingfeng. Eighteen figures had now gathered at the foot of the mountain. Su Yi surveyed the group. Judging by their appearances, it was clear that each one had faced their own trials along the way. Thankfully, no one had been lost. “Did you encounter those skeletons too…?” Gu Chenyou, his breath shallow and his hair tangled, nervously asked the group. They exchanged knowing looks and nodded, confirming their shared experience. “Swoosh…” A rustling sound filled the air, and skeletal figures began to emerge from all directions, closing in around the base of the mountain. The skeletons, numbering in the hundreds, quickly encircled the eighteen people. “Oh no, these skeletons are too frightening, and they’re tough to defeat!” Zhang Diyun’s expression grew grim, blood staining his shoulder. His face was ashen as he prepared for battle, summoning the last of his energy. Translator: Volume 30 has been published on Amazon (https://amzn.to/3TW4DfG).