Chapter 665

Chapter 665: The Giant

"Why are there trolls here?" Ye Yun muttered hoarsely, staring at the emerging giant. With a flash of white light within him, he grabbed Jin An and Golden Ling’er, activating teleportation to flee.

The two companions didn’t understand the trolls’ power, but Ye Yun did. Ancient texts repeatedly warned that unless one reached the Earth Immortal realm, these beings remained invincible even against Nascent Soul stage experts. No supreme Immortal artifacts could counter them—for trolls themselves were living supreme Immortal artifacts!

"Why encounter these monsters here?" Ye Yun thought desperately during continuous teleportations. "Ancestor, have you scouted the remaining areas? How many more trolls exist here?"

"This complicates matters," the Ancestor of the Sword Path replied. "Aside from low-level giants, four high-level ones remain. Fighting them alone would be near impossible. Full preparation is essential."

The Ancestor frowned. Trolls shouldn’t appear in the Xumi Treasure, yet here they were. Regardless of the reason, he warned Ye Yun: these trolls posed the gravest threat here. Survival required meticulous planning.

"Considering retreat?" Noting Ye Yun’s grim expression, the Ancestor chuckled. "Can’t blame you. That giant python at the entrance was likely their guard beast."

"Dangerous creatures indeed. Had that been a high-level troll earlier, it would’ve shredded you instantly." The Ancestor studied Ye Yun, curious about his next move.

"If not for protecting those two, I’d gladly battle those trolls!" Ye Yun’s eyes burned with zeal as he grinned at the Ancestor.

"Do as you please," the Ancestor sighed. "But call me if you’re overwhelmed."

"Don’t worry—I value my life." Ye Yun turned to Golden Ling’er and Jin An, their faces tense. "I’ll distance myself but leave a Deceptive Array. You’ll stay safe even without me."

"Senior, are you fighting that giant?" Golden Ling’er fretted, heart sinking at his resolve. "It seems too powerful. These treasures aren’t worth risking—"

Jin An cut her off with unwavering trust. "Return with its head, Senior. We’ll wait here."

"Brother…?" Golden Ling’er stared, baffled by his stance.

"Have faith, Ling’er." Jin An nodded firmly. "Senior will succeed."

"Then… I’ll cheer for you." She relented with a forced smile.

After the Ancestor deployed the Deceptive Array, Ye Yun vanished in a white flash, leaving the pair shielded.

"Finally—hunting time!" Ye Yun reappeared where they’d fled, eyeing his earlier sword scar on the turf. "Can we lure them with spiritual power now?"

"Conserving power’s pointless now." The Ancestor infused soul power into the Purple Shadow Divine Sword. "Three strikes only. Don’t waste them."

"Your soul power—"

"Using the Nine-Dragon Heartbroken Grass’s full potency." Inside Ye Yun, the Ancestor crushed the dragon-shaped herb into glowing motes that sank into his fading form. "This drains me completely. Don’t squander it."

As Ye Yun unleashed his four spiritual energies, the ground quaked. Black-skinned trolls emerged—tusked, mountainous, matching the ancient illustrations.

"Ice Spirit Divine Palm!" Though fire poison lingered, the Extreme Northern Frost Land suppressed it. Three towering trolls stomped forward, heaving boulders, their authority clear among the horde.

Ye Yun’s Purple Shadow Divine Sword flickered like a butterfly’s wing. A casual swing released a sword arc that gashed one troll’s chest deeply.

"Pathetic fools." Ye Yun scoffed, though the strike drained 30% of his true qi. He dodged frenzied attacks while recovering energy.

"Ordinary strikes won’t work." Gathering lightning in both hands, he taunted, "Just wait for your thunder baptism!"

The pursuing trolls roared, the soundwave dizzying Ye Yun. He barely evaded a crushing mace swing, coughing blood.

"Almost joined you as a ghost, old man," Ye Yun grimaced, clutching his sword. Giants surrounded him, drool sizzling on grass.

"Born as a Sword!"

A radiant sword arc tore through the sky. Low-level trolls threw themselves as shields, blocking the high-level ones.

"Clever pests." Ye Yun glared at the meat wall. "But how long can you last?"

As the barrier wavered, Ye Yun ignited 50% of his remaining true qi. Another sword energy coalesced—a killing blow poised to strike.