NABC Chapter 2123 Heavenly Sword Without Chapter
Chapter 2123 Heavenly Sword Without Chapter
Chapter 2123 Heavenly Sword Never Returns
Even more terrifying was the chilling demonic intent contained within that oppressive aura, which, like countless icy tentacles, attempted to penetrate their souls and erode their will to resist.
Amidst the smoke and dust outside the hall, a figure stepped in. In his left palm, the Qian Yuan Ding Zong Si Nan trembled violently, and a large part of the immense power exerted on Chen Fei and the other person came from it.
Gu Yanzhen stepped into the hall, his crimson gaze sweeping across the floor. There, the lingering, rich Daoist aura and pure spiritual energy clearly indicated to him that a considerable amount of resources had once been stored here.
And these resources, at this moment, undoubtedly reside in the two rats trying to escape ahead.
Gu Yanzhen's gaze shifted from the marks scattered on the ground to Chen Fei and Cao Feiyu, who were trying to break through the pale golden portal amidst the spatial compression.
"Trying to escape through the spatial passage?" Gu Yanzhen sneered, his figure rushing towards Chen Fei and the other person. At the same time, his right hand's five fingers were slightly spread, and the pitch-black demonic energy swirled and condensed at his fingertips as if it were alive. A heart-palpitating wave of destruction began to gather.
However, just as Gu Yanzhen was about to close his five fingers and deliver the fatal blow.
"Clang!"
A clear, high-pitched sword cry, full of indomitable spirit and determination, like the cry of a fledgling phoenix, tore through the sky and suddenly exploded in the hall shrouded in demonic pressure.
The sound of the sword was not just a simple noise; it contained a sharp sword intent that could sever shackles and break through all laws.
The one who emitted that sword cry was Cao Feiyu, who had been struggling in the solidified space.
A strange flush suddenly appeared on her originally cold and aloof face, as her blood energy and sword essence had been pushed to their limits.
Cao Feiyu's clear eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, like two burning, cold stars, fixed intently on the doorway ahead.
Her longsword, which she had been holding low at her side, had somehow been raised, and a layer of clear, flowing sword energy, like autumn water, was rapidly condensing and undergoing a qualitative change.
The Heavenly Sword Never Returns!
This is a forbidden sword technique from the Heavenly Sword Art, possessing immense power and rarely used in normal circumstances. Once drawn, this sword will injure the user before harming the enemy; it is a method used to fight for one's life in desperate situations.
As the sword rang out, the spatial pressure that had been applied to Cao Feiyu was forcibly torn open by the sword intent that suddenly erupted from her body, creating a tiny gap.
Although the gap seemed poised to be filled by the surrounding demonic pressure in an instant, this brief opening was enough for Chen Fei, who had already raised his mental focus to its limit.
Almost at the same instant the gap appeared, Chen Fei's pent-up Yuan Power erupted, combining his powerful physical strength with his abundant Yuan Power, creating a shockwave beneath his feet.
"Go!" Chen Fei roared. Instead of loosening his grip on Cao Feiyu's wrist, he tightened his fingers like iron clamps. Taking advantage of the momentum from the opening in Cao Feiyu's sword, he combined his strength with the sword energy she unleashed, and their speed suddenly increased.
It transformed into a dazzling stream of light, interwoven with gold and cyan, and crashed into the pale golden portal that was so close at hand at several times the speed it had before.
Gu Yanzhen's demonic claws, which were about to close, came with a sharp whistling sound that tore through space, but only shattered the afterimages of the two people left behind and a wisp of solidified demonic energy that had been severed by the sword energy.
Gu Yanzhen's determined grab missed, and the sneer on his face froze instantly, turning into extreme rage and distortion, as if he had been toyed with by an ant.
"I told you, you're not leaving!"
Gu Yanzhen's stern shout was like a cold wind from the depths of hell sweeping through the hall, each word carrying a tangible killing intent and demonic power.
Time seemed to be slightly stretched and distorted by an invisible force.
Chen Fei's pupils contracted sharply, and the hairs on his body stood on end. A deathly premonition that pierced his very soul suddenly descended. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced behind him and saw a blurry, pitch-black demonic figure appearing out of thin air, within inches of them, with a terrifying speed far exceeding their own.
The terror of a peak late-stage Tai Cang Realm expert was on full display at this moment. Even though he was briefly suppressed by Cao Feiyu's decisive sword strike, he still had the ability to strike first and deliver a fatal interception.
The demonic figure was clearly visible; it was Gu Yanzhen's face, twisted and ferocious with rage and greed.
His bloodshot eyes held no emotion, only a chilling killing intent to crush his prey. His hands, which had been slightly open, were now clenched into palms, and inky black demonic energy was frantically gathering in his palms, causing abnormal ripples in the space around his palms, as if they could not withstand this power.
There were no complicated moves, no earth-shattering foreshadowing, only the simplest and most direct double palm strikes, one on the left and one on the right, like two collapsing demonic mountains, carrying the power to block all escape space, directly striking Chen Fei and Cao Feiyu's vital back of the head.
Before the palm even arrived, the extremely concentrated pressure of the palm made the two of them tingle. Their protective energy surged on its own, but it flickered like a candle in the wind.
If this palm strike lands solidly, not only a head, but even a mountain of iron and steel would be reduced to dust by the Nine Nether Soul-Shattering Palm, which was unleashed with all its might by Gu Yanzhen in his rage.
"clang!"
Like two giant bells colliding, or a terrifying explosion like the sky shattering, it suddenly resounded in front of the narrow doorway.
The sound condensed into tangible sound waves, mixed with violent turbulent energy currents and shattered sword energy demonic energy, sweeping wildly in all directions like a burst dam.
The hard floor inside the hall was scraped away, and the rubble shot out like arrows, embedding itself deeply into the surrounding walls and pillars.
The thin primordial energy permeating the air was completely disrupted, emitting a shrill howl like ghosts wailing. Even the sturdy pale golden spatial portal rippled violently in this intense clash, its light barrier distorting as if it might collapse at any moment.
At the critical moment, standing behind Chen Fei and facing those evil hands was Cao Feiyu.
Just moments before Gu Yanzhen's palms touched her body, Cao Feiyu had already staked all her mind, sword intent, and even life essence on this sword.
She didn't even turn around, because turning around would waste that one percent of a moment.
She relied solely on her most primal martial artist instincts for danger and her unwavering resolve to live and die together, unleashing the sword energy that had surged to its peak from unleashing the Heavenly Sword of No Return, along with a mouthful of indomitable blood from her chest, into the clear, autumn-water-like longsword in her hand.
Her right arm, holding the sword, twisted at an incredible angle, emerged from under her ribs, the blade lying horizontally, perfectly positioned to block Gu Yanzhen's double, overwhelmingly powerful hands.
"puff!"
Cao Feiyu's body trembled violently, and the sound of bones cracking came from her right arm holding the sword. Her tiger's mouth split open instantly, and blood gushed out.
She opened her mouth, and a stream of crimson blood mist mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out. The flush on her face, caused by forcibly activating her sword intent, instantly faded, turning into a terrifying golden hue, and her aura rapidly weakened at a visible speed.
With just one strike, she was already severely injured, her meridians damaged.
However, her desperate and all-out interception ultimately played a crucial role.
Gu Yanzhen's determined palm strikes were completely blocked by this desperate sword strike, which blocked most of the force. Although some of the palm force was still transmitted through the sword, it still caused Cao Feiyu to be seriously injured and vomit blood, and also caused Chen Fei, who was standing close by, to have his blood and qi churning.
But the deadly force of the strike was ultimately halted, and the pressure of the palm that sealed off the space showed a slight, insignificant stagnation.
Chen Fei gripped Cao Feiyu's limp arm tightly with his left hand, while his right arm wrapped around her slender but now weak waist, supporting most of her weight.
Under the combined force, taking advantage of the moment when Gu Yanzhen's palm strike was blocked, the two of them squeezed into the violently rippling, pale golden portal light screen that seemed ready to close at any moment.
With a soft "pop," the two figures were completely swallowed up by the doorway.
Gu Yanzhen frowned slightly. The female cultivator in the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm before him was quite strong, much stronger than the average mid-stage Tai Cang Realm cultivator. However, no matter how strong she was, she was still only in the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm. In his presence, she would all die!
With murderous intent surging in his heart, Gu Yanzhen didn't hesitate for a moment. He took a step forward, about to step directly into the pale golden portal. With his cultivation level and powerful demonic body, forcibly crossing an unstable spatial passage, though risky, was not unbearable.
He planned to deliver a fatal blow to the two rats while they were still in shock, reclaim all the treasures, and see what kind of opportunity lay hidden behind the door.
However, just as he was about to take a step, the pale golden portal that had just swallowed Chen Fei and the other person suddenly shrank inward without warning.
It wasn't an explosion, but rather an instantaneous suppression of all light and spatial fluctuations.
The layers of ripples subsided instantly, the distorted light curtain returned to its original mural form, and the spatial passage connecting to the other hall vanished without a trace in an instant, as if it had never existed.
Gu Yanzhen's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt. His outstretched palm was less than an inch away from the cold stone surface of the mural, but it stopped abruptly in mid-air.
Gu Yanzhen's scarlet eyes narrowed into slits instantly, a cold, piercing light flickering within them. This sudden change was completely unexpected.
He slowly withdrew his hands, placing them behind his back, his gaze like the sharpest scraper, fixed intently on the stone tablet mural that had returned to calm before him.
"The portal is actually closed?" Gu Yanzhen muttered to himself, his voice hoarse.
He had never imagined that the portal connecting to another space would be opened by those two juniors in the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm.
Gu Yanzhen's expression was cold as he stepped forward, almost touching the stone tablet and mural.
He stretched out his right hand, fingers spread, and slowly touched the cold stone surface of the mural. His fingertips felt a rough, hard, and cold sensation, no different from ordinary mountain rocks.
Gu Yanzhen closed his eyes, concentrated his powerful divine sense to the extreme, and let it seep out from his fingertips, carefully penetrating the surface of the stone wall, delving into its internal structure, and examining it closely.
The information relayed back by his divine sense surprised him once again.
“No restrictive fluctuations, no traces of formations, no residual energy…” Gu Yanzhen frowned, slowly withdrew his hand, opened his eyes, and a trace of confusion and solemnity flashed in his scarlet pupils.
From any sensory perspective, this is just an ordinary stone wall from ancient times, without even the most basic warning, restriction, or protective runes.
But this is very abnormal. There was a stable spatial portal that opened here just now. How could it not leave any trace?
“Unless, the mural itself, or rather the entity it represents, has a level of sophistication and complexity in its restrictions that exceeds my current level of perception.” Gu Yanzhen came to a conclusion that made even himself somewhat uncomfortable.
An instinctive sense of apprehension when facing the unknown and profound, mixed with the anxiety of having a treasure so close yet being unable to find its way in, quietly grew in Gu Yanzhen's heart.
After a brief moment of surprise and doubt, Gu Yanzhen quickly suppressed the discomfort in her heart, and her eyes were once again filled with coldness and greed.
No matter how profound the restrictions on this mural are, since it could be activated once by those two juniors, there must be a way to open it. And he absolutely will not allow the fat meat that is about to be in his mouth to slip away.
Gu Yanzhen snorted coldly and raised the Qian Yuan Ding Zong Si Nan, which he had been holding in his left palm, to his eyes again.
The dark golden compass emitted a faint glow in the dimly lit hall. Its slender pointer was trembling slightly, but it was not pointing in any particular direction. Instead, it seemed somewhat disordered, as if it was affected by residual spatial fluctuations or restrictions in this place.
"We were able to discover this hidden hall before thanks to this treasure for sensing unusual spatial folds and life force. Now, perhaps we can also use it to find the key or node to open this portal."
Gu Yanzhen's mind raced, and the pure and powerful Nine Nether Demonic Essence within his body poured into the compass in his left palm like a flood.
To enhance the effect, he even sacrificed a trace of his original demonic energy, mixing it with the demonic essence and infusing it together.
"Om..."
With the infusion of a large amount of demonic energy, Si Nan trembled slightly, and the dark golden light it emitted suddenly became several times brighter. The ancient patterns on its surface seemed to come alive and began to slowly flow.
The slender pointer trembled even more violently, its tip emitting faint ripples of probe targeting spatial fluctuations, like invisible tentacles spreading towards the stone tablet mural in front of it.
Gu Yanzhen was completely focused, his scarlet eyes fixed on the changes in the compass pointer. At the same time, he concentrated his divine sense, sensing any subtle fluctuations that the compass could reflect back, hoping that this ancient treasure would bring him surprises as before.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
Time passed slowly in silence.
After a period of violent trembling, the compass needle did not stabilize and point to a specific location. Instead, it seemed to have lost its way and began to sway erratically from side to side, sometimes pointing to the mural and sometimes deviating from it. The probing ripples emitted by the compass, upon contact with the mural, were like mud oxen sinking into the sea, failing to elicit any reaction or provide any valuable information.
Gu Yanzhen frowned more and more, unwilling to give up, he increased the input of magic energy again, and even tried to cover the surface of the mural with magic energy to look for possible hidden areas.
However, no matter how he tried, how he activated the compass, or how he tested it with demonic energy, the stone tablet mural remained as stubborn as a rock, unresponsive to any of his actions.
There were no ripples, no light, no portal, not even the slightest energy fluctuation. It was as if the portal that had just swallowed the two cultivators was truly just an illusion he had witnessed.
"How is this possible..." Gu Yanzhen hissed in a low voice, his voice filled with suppressed rage.
"Snapped!"
With a sharp crack, Gu Yanzhen clenched his left hand tightly. His face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. The demonic energy around him, which had just calmed down, surged and churned violently again out of control, stirring up gusts of cold wind in the hall and blowing the dust on the ground into the air.
The cooked duck not only flew away, but also, right before his eyes, scurried into another treasure trove that might hold even more resources, and then the treasure trove door slammed shut.
This frustration, anger, and intense resentment at watching the opportunity slip through his fingers gnawed at Gu Yanzhen's heart.
In his bloodshot eyes, violence and murderous intent almost materialized.
The Dao Crystal materials that were taken away, the more treasures that might exist behind that portal, the method or key to open this mysterious portal... all of this was like the most tempting bait, making it impossible for him to give up.
“You…can’t escape!” Gu Yanzhen squeezed out these words through gritted teeth, his voice icy and chilling.
He slowly raised his head and refocused his gaze on the mural on the stone tablet. This time, however, his gaze no longer held the previous disdain, but instead a kind of almost obsessive scrutiny and inquiry.
Since the compass is ineffective and a forceful attack is useless, perhaps the secret to opening this portal lies within the content of the mural itself?
Gu Yanzhen took a deep breath and began to examine the stone tablet mural in front of him with great patience, inch by inch.
A halo of light, rippling like water, rapidly swirled and compressed around him, followed by a brief period of weightlessness and slight dizziness from spatial displacement. This feeling was both familiar and strange to Chen Fei, who had just experienced a brush with death.
With a muffled thud, Chen Fei's feet landed firmly on the hard, cold ground, his internal energy churning from the shockwaves of traversing space and the impact with Cao Feiyu earlier.
Before he could catch his breath, Chen Fei steadied himself and suddenly looked up, scanning his sides and the remnants of the spatial ripples behind him as quickly as possible.
On the left, there was no one, only swirling dust slowly drifting down in the dim light.
On the right, the ground was equally empty, reflecting his somewhat lonely figure.
Behind them, the pale golden halo of the portal had completely disappeared, leaving only the mural of the ferocious beast carrying the monument on the wall, standing there quietly, as if it had never been opened.
However, Cao Feiyu did not appear in this space immediately after him as expected.
"Senior sister?" Chen Fei's heart sank.
Chen Fei quickly recalled the last fleeting moment before passing through the portal: the demonic cultivator's deadly palm strikes, the pulling and squeezing of the spatial passage...
Chen Fei's eyes narrowed, and he instantly understood the problem. The residual force of the demonic cultivator's attack could very likely cause the originally stable teleportation coordinates to shift, forcibly separating the two in the chaotic spatial turbulence.