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Chapter 22: The Might of Divine Light
Chapter 22: The Might of Divine Light
Finally, Lv Yang saw through the deception.
“I can’t leave!”
It wasn’t Xiao Shiye’s final act of apparent sacrifice that moved him, but a chilling realization that struck him like a thunderclap.
“Why did I follow Xiao Shiye out in the first place?”
“I should’ve gone straight to Zhao Xuhe to retrieve the other half of the Nine Metamorphosis Dragon Art, that third-tier true cultivation technique from my past life!”
Yet here he was, tagging along to the Gongde Pool—just because of curiosity?
The Gongde Pool’s grand prize was a once-a-year draw, and his chance for the year had long expired. There was no benefit in accompanying Xiao Shiye there.
Why would I do something so pointless? It defied logic!
In an instant, Lv Yang felt as though icy water had drenched him, his limbs trembling with dread. “Who’s influencing me? Who’s tampering with my thoughts?”
“No… wait.”
The moment the thought crystallized, clarity washed over him.
Why had he accompanied Xiao Shiye to the Gongde Pool? Because Xiao Shiye needed him. Without him, Xiao Shiye would now be fleeing alone, hunted by powerful enemies!
Now, he’d become an unexpected ally.
If Xiao Shiye was the fated, fortune-blessed chosen one, then Lv Yang was the expendable pawn in the story—the sacrificial shield always fated to die when the chosen one faced danger!
And splitting up to escape? That wouldn’t be fleeing—it would be baiting the trap!
Lv Yang was certain: if they scattered, he’d be the one caught and killed, while Xiao Shiye escaped unscathed.
“How insidious.”
Lv Yang exhaled sharply. Xiao Shiye’s ploy to shift danger onto others was a trap any Holy Sect disciple would fall for.
Because Holy Sect disciples had no honor among them.
Any other Holy Sect member would’ve eagerly volunteered to hold the rear, shedding crocodile tears before fleeing without hesitation.
But doing so would make them Xiao Shiye’s shield.
Unfortunately for Xiao Shiye, he’d miscalculated. He’d assumed all Holy Sect disciples were irredeemable scoundrels—and thus devised this plan. But Lv Yang shared the same cynical worldview.
The Holy Sect has no saints—so why should you, Xiao Shiye, be the exception?
I don’t buy it!
So, no matter how eloquently you speak or how bravely you act, I’ll assume your motives are rotten and deduce your next move accordingly!
Precisely because of this mindset, Lv Yang hadn’t been blinded by appearances. He’d scrutinized his own actions in time to spot the true anomaly—before being utterly betrayed!
Meanwhile, Liu Xin, hot on their trail, spotted Xiao Shiye charging toward him—and Lv Yang lingering motionless in the distance. Liu Xin mused, “Strike the leader first. Xiao Shiye’s cultivation is low and easier to handle. Better to eliminate Lv Yang first for safety.”
Before Liu Xin could finish his thought, a thunderous roar split the air.
“Boom!”
The next moment, a magnificent sword beam tore through the Cloud Sea. To everyone’s shock, it wasn’t fleeing—it was racing to Xiao Shiye’s side.
“Brother Xiao, we’ve hit it off since meeting. How could Brother Lü abandon you in peril?”
“Just a pack of riffraff. Together, what do we have to fear?”
Lv Yang declared with heroic bravado.
Xiao Shiye gaped, stunned.
Could it be I miscalculated? Did I actually find a decent person in the Holy Sect?
“Impossible!”
Xiao Shiye snapped back to reality, noticing how Lv Yang’s “side-by-side” stance had actually positioned him as a shield. His face darkened.
What decent person—this is a scoundrel!
“Brother Lü, that was all a misunderstanding.”
Xiao Shiye forced a bitter smile, realizing Lv Yang had seen through his scheme. He whispered, “Now that things have come this far… why not truly join forces?”
“Join forces? Sure.”
Lv Yang sneered, then abruptly hurled Xiao Shiye toward the enemies flanking Liu Xin. Xiao Shiye erupted in curses: “Lü, you despicable wretch!”
Liu Xin roared with laughter at the sight. Though he didn’t know what had transpired between Lv Yang and Xiao Shiye, their sudden conflict suited him perfectly. Why bother accommodating enemies when they’d turn on each other? This was his chance to strike!
Deciding his course, Liu Xin barked new orders:
“You lot, pin down Xiao Shiye! I’ll handle Lv Yang myself!”
With that, he shot forward in a streak of light toward Lv Yang. But just then, he saw Lv Yang suddenly smirk.
Something’s wrong!
The next second, Lv Yang vanished.
Almost simultaneously, a sword beam erupted from Xiao Shiye—who was surrounded—and Lv Yang strode forth from the light!
Divine Thunder Sword Art!
Where the sword beam struck, thought became action!
Liu Xin’s mind raced back to Lv Yang and Xiao Shiye’s earlier exchange. Their “alliance” hadn’t been mockery—it was silent understanding!
The two had perfectly interpreted each other’s intent, improvising a performance that hoodwinked him into creating the perfect opening: placing the fully-prepared Lv Yang among unprepared foes, none above the Refining Qi Mid-Rank!
Liu Xin’s face contorted. “Scatter, now!”
“Too late!”
Lv Yang snarled, his Sword Core erupting like a peacock’s tail. But this time, the blades were tinged with a fierce crimson.
In an instant, he exhaled, his form merging with his Sword Core as a blood-red veil engulfed the battlefield. The divine light radiated outward from Lv Yang, sweeping all before him like wildfire consuming a forest, leaving nothing but charred ruins.
Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Ray!
Though daylight reigned, the bloodlight’s victims felt a bone-deep chill, their consciousnesses snuffed out like candles in a storm.
When the crimson glow faded, only the stunned Xiao Shiye remained amidst a rain of empty, desiccated husks. Their flesh had been devoured by the Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Ray, leaving Lv Yang’s Sword Core gleaming with an even more sinister crimson.
A tremor rippled through the Sword Core, and a blood shadow materialized—Lv Yang’s form.
He fixed his gaze on Liu Xin, who stood frozen in the distance, dazed. Lv Yang laughed aloud. “So it’s you, Liu Xin!”
Before his words faded, he slashed forward on a streak of sword light!
The grudge from two lifetimes ago—when he’d been refined into essence in an instant—hadn’t been forgotten. Today, he’d avenge that past self!
The hatred of yesterday burned like thorns in his back!
Today, don’t blame me!
Lv Yang soared, sword blazing, while Liu Xin—having just witnessed the Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Ray’s carnage—paled and scrambled to retreat.
“Trying to flee?” Lv Yang gave chase without hesitation.
Liu Xin cried out, “Qingchen, release the formation!”
As the words left his lips, the illusory mirage sealing the area shattered. A graceful figure emerged—Qingchen Immortaless herself.
The artifact that had cloaked the Cloud Sea was her Nine Palaces Dust-Sealing Veil, which concealed a Nine Palaces Grand Formation. Capable of trapping heaven and earth, it was meant to prevent escape—but ironically, it had blocked Liu Xin’s path to survival.
Seeing Qingchen appear, Liu Xin finally exhaled in relief.
The next moment, he darted to her side, standing shoulder-to-shoulder as they faced the advancing Lv Yang and Xiao Shiye.
The two sides locked eyes.
After a pause, Liu Xin murmured, “Can we negotiate a truce?”
(End of Chapter)
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