Chapter Seventy-Five: The Sword of Sonic Slaughter

  The Eighth Sword!

  At this moment, Xiao Chen struck out the eighth sword. Compared to the previous seven swords, this eighth sword was vastly different. Although the previous seven swords were powerful and violent, with great momentum and force, their power had always been consistent, and their style was ordinary, with average might.

  However, when Xiao Chen's eighth sword was struck out, in an instant, everyone who saw this sword had a deep look of astonishment in their eyes.

  His face was heavy with a gloomy expression, his eyes filled with a solemn gaze, and he muttered vaguely: "This... how... is this possible?!"

  "What a high-frequency sword-killing sound wave, how did he do it?!" Qi Changlao stood in front of the stone wall painting, staring at Xiao Chen's eighth sword strike, his hands clenched tightly, with white knuckles. With Qi Changlao's eyesight, it was not difficult to see what kind of power Xiao Chen's sword possessed!

  But this——

  It was the accumulation of the previous seven swords, comprehension, and thick accumulation that led to this eighth sword. At this moment, Xiao Chen finally understood one of the sixteen-character true sayings passed down by Ye Liu Xing: "The way to enlightenment is not in seeking, but in letting go."

  "The cry of blood, the waves of the emerald sea, the pulse of the earth, the wave of the soul."

  Just now, Xiao Chen was knocked flying by Jin Mian Sha's one sword and seriously injured. At this moment, Ye Liu Xing transmitted the sixteen-word mantra into Xiao Chen's mind, saying that understanding the meaning of these sixteen words would allow him to easily defeat Jin Mian Sha.

  Then there was Xiao Chen's crazy-like, consecutively launching seven identical swords, which was considered a brainless, mad and stupid move.

  In fact, those seven swords were just Shao Chen's trials to comprehend the sixteen-character mantra.

  What does the surge of the blue sea represent? What does it mean, Xiao Chen doesn't know.

  What is the pulse of the earth, Xiao Chen was even more confused.

  The soul's wave, that is even more illusory and elusive, cannot be grasped, how can Xiao Chen understand it in such a short time?

  Only with a loud cry of blood, Xiao Chen suddenly understood in an instant.

  At that time, Xiao Chen had just withstood Jin Mian Sha's violent and thunderous slash, a fierce and powerful knife strike like a lion or tiger, which sent him flying to the ground. His arms were almost split apart, his entire body was ringing with the sound of cracking bones, his ears were almost deafened, and he was trembling violently.

  At this point, Xiao Chen suddenly understood what it meant by "Blood Qi's Howl".

  Then, with the sound of Blood Pulse's frequency shaking, it triggered the vibration frequency of True Qi. After seven attempts in front, Xiao Chen finally grasped the convergence point of Blood Pulse's frequency and True Qi's vibration frequency, so he released the eighth sword.

  The eighth sword is out, the sword whistles like a dragon's hum, as if the heavenly dragon has turned over, its muscles and bones all ringing out in harmony, looking up to the sky and letting out a long whistle!

  One sword strike, the sword energy didn't leak at all, no edge or angle, just like an ordinary sword. However, the sword was rapidly vibrating, like a bee's wings, with true energy retracted and stored inside the sword body, making it impossible to grasp the exact trajectory of the sword edge. What's more deadly is the sword hum bursting out from that sword, which makes people feel as if they have tinnitus, their head splitting in pain, directly losing their hearing.

  This sword, astonishingly beautiful, astonishingly divine, between the thunder and the lightning, pierced through a hundred meters away, in an instant it arrived before Jin Mian Sha's face, under the influence of the sonic wave force transmitted from the sword body, his soul reacted sluggishly.

  At this moment when Xiao Chen's sword arrived, Jin Mian Sha was unable to respond instantly and stood still like a wooden chicken, directly being stabbed by Xiao Chen's sword on the Golden Lock Armor.

  Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang......

  In an instant, the high-frequency vibrating sword burst out in a series of rapid stabs, over 70 times per breath, striking at a speed faster than sound. Although such a high frequency vibration was not enough to make every sword strike with the force of 10,000 kilograms, each sword still had the power of 4,000 kilograms.

  In an instant, seventy-eight shocks were equivalent to the swift stabbing of seventy-eight swords. Each sword was a force of four thousand kilograms, concentrated at one point and bursting forth. How terrifying it is can be imagined.

  Pfft!

  Just as Xiao Chen's sword was about to strike, it hit the golden armor of Jin Mian Sha. In an instant, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his entire body suddenly weakened.

  This sword, without edge or point, without majesty or momentum, yet all killing intent is fully contained within the sword body. At this moment, it bursts forth with a loud noise. Even Jin Mian Sha cannot withstand it. Although the Vajra Lock armor managed to block the law sword's piercing attack, the terrifying shockwave force transmitted by the law sword could not be completely dissipated. This force violently struck Jin Mian Sha's body, causing his internal organs to churn and almost shatter.

  Even his divine soul suffered extreme damage, and at this moment, Jin Mian Sha was still standing in place, but he had become an empty shell, unable to pose any threat to Xiao Chen. He couldn't even utter a word because his soul was still in a daze from the shockwave of true energy that had exploded out as sonic interference.

  "Hmm—"

  As the sword was thrust out, Xiao Chen also collapsed like a deflated balloon, thudding heavily onto the ground. His forehead was covered in dense sweat beads, as if he had just been fished out of water.

  This sword, with an enormous consumption that is beyond compare, even with the robust foundation of Xiao Chen's Starry Sky War Body, after being unleashed, it feels as if his entire body has been hollowed out, enveloped by a boundless and endless void.

  However, at this moment, the 'Golden Scarlet Pill' in Xiao Chen's body was rapidly refining itself, transforming into a rolling golden energy that swirled around his body, providing him with immense power and allowing him to recover quickly.

  "Genius is almost demonic!" At this moment, Qi Changlao was also drenched in sweat, looking at Xiao Chen who had been exhausted to the point of sitting on the ground, his eyes filled with complex emotions, including surprise, admiration, excitement, and even a hint of fear that was hard to detect.

  "How old is he? Should be eighteen, right? He can actually comprehend the Sound Killing Sword! How did he do it?! His comprehension ability is simply monstrous!"

  Qī Zhǎnglǎo only felt that at this moment, his brain was buzzing. In the history of Yúnjiàn Sword Sect, there was only one genius who grasped the sound-killing sword at the age of eighteen, and his name was Wáng Xǐ.

  He was a genius, with both literary and military talents, and his fame surpassed that of all others. At that time, Wang Xi relied on his own strength to suppress the heroes of the Eight Great Sects, and he took the Out Cloud Sword Sect to the top of the Nan Yun Department, becoming the leader of the Eight Great Sects, making the Out Cloud Sword Sect proud, even the powerful Long Life Teachings had to swallow their anger.

  But it was such a genius who ultimately died in the Ming Emperor's immortal mansion, which is a painful memory of the entire Izumo Sword Sect. The generations of leaders have forbidden mentioning this matter, and only a few people know about it.

  However, no one would have thought that six hundred years later, another genius emerged, and he is Xiao Chen!

  It can be imagined how excited Qi Changlao was at this moment!

  "This child, a genius indeed!" Qi Chang Lao's eyes flickered with uncertainty, as if his heart was struggling, "If I report the truth, it will inevitably lead to internal strife and intense turmoil within the sect."

  "He has not yet grown up, and is already entangled in factional strife, unable to grasp himself. I should temporarily suppress his brilliance, until the day he rises, the rivers and mountains will be resplendent! Alas... a tree that stands out in the forest will inevitably be battered by the wind!"

  Elder Qi's words also revealed a sense of helplessness, this world is not who is a genius, who is the ruler. I don't know how many geniuses drowned in the muddy water, and they didn't even have time to burst out their brilliance before being cut off.

  Qī Zhǎnglǎo did not want to see Xiāo Chén also die young, and he had the thought of cherishing talent. He wanted to protect Xiāo Chén!

  The faction's internal strife, even if he was also unable to intervene, the only thing that could be done was to suppress Xiao Chen's brilliance and let him return to being ordinary.

  At this moment, Xiao Chen was still sitting on the ground, panting heavily, and he naturally had no idea what Qi Chang Lao thought at this moment.

  "Shooting Star Sister, what kind of sword technique are you passing on to me?! It hurts the enemy a thousand times, but damages myself eight hundred times!" Xiao Chen said in dissatisfaction through his spiritual connection with Ye Liu Xing.

  If another crisis breaks out now, Xiao Chen is dead for sure. All the power in his body was drained at the moment of that one sword explosion!

  That sword's power was indeed terrifying, but the consumption was also astonishingly huge. Even with Xiao Chen's Starry Sky War Body foundation, he could only unleash one sword.

  "Hmph! You're the one who's ignorant and misinterpreted my words. The path of cultivation, missing by a hair's breadth, differing by a thousand miles." However, Ye Liu Xing didn't buy Xiao Chen's excuse, and instead, his tone was laced with hidden anger.

  "Hmm..." Xiao Chen heard this and couldn't help but furrow his brow, weakly saying: "That Liuxing sister, what is the Blood Pulse Cry? Isn't it just like how I'm using it?"

  "Is this what you call the profound meaning of swordsmanship? You're still far from being on par with Heaven and Earth!" Ye Liu Xing's words were sharp and sarcastic, clearly annoyed by Xiao Chen's actions. He then said, "As for those sixteen true words, you'll have to figure them out yourself, I won't be explaining it to you in detail."

  Ye Liu Xing finished speaking and ignored Xiao Chen, falling silent.

  "Xiao... Chen... you!" It wasn't until this moment that Jin Mian Sha's breath finally came back, his eyes dull and staring at Xiao Chen, the words he wanted to say still stuck in his throat as he crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

  "Alright!" Xiao Chen raised an eyebrow and said to Jin Mian Sha.

  Jin Mian Sha was seriously injured, but he wouldn't die, so Xiao Chen wasn't worried. At this moment, he himself was also very weak. He took out the Huang Xuan Dan from his storage ring and swallowed it to start recovering his physical strength and true energy, relieving his fatigue.

  The end of the passage is still not in sight, which means that the trials ahead will be even more brutal. This straight and narrow path through the labyrinth, every step forward will be a struggle, who knows who will be the next to block the way?

  Therefore, we must make thorough preparations and cannot be careless in the slightest. Once careless, you will be eliminated.

  At this moment, just as Xiao Chen was recovering from his injuries, in another passage, Qin Yue'er encountered a huge problem. She encountered a purple-faced evil spirit.

  Zi Mian Sha is a woman with purple hair and eyes, half-covered by a light purple veil. Her slender figure is extremely seductive, accentuated by a fitted suit of purple-gold armor that makes her alluring physique even more captivating. Her stunning appearance exudes an intense aura of mystery.

  At this moment, Zimian Shasi's eyes gleamed with a cold light, and he looked at Qin Yue'er with an icy gaze, saying emotionlessly: "Want to go? Beat me!"