Gateway of Immortality-Chapter 435: One Sword

The people aboard the ship seized the opportunity, pushing the vessel forward with even greater speed.

Just then, from within the purple radiance, a sharp crack suddenly echoed—it was the sound of something breaking.

A moment later, countless streaks of violet light shot outward in all directions, and the radiance rapidly dissipated.

The Purple Crystal Flask had been forcibly destroyed by the Nine-Fire Divine Blade!

Though the Nine-Fire Divine Blade had not perished alongside it, its once-brilliant glow had dimmed significantly. The blade’s surface was now riddled with fine cracks, and of the nine fire dragons that once coiled around it, six had vanished completely—only three remained, and their aura was weak and bodies flickering.

"Go!" Mu Yifeng roared.

The Nine-Fire Divine Blade flared with crimson light, channeling all its remaining power into the last three fire dragons.

For an instant, the three fire dragons surged with renewed energy, their aura rapidly expanding before intertwining and charging at the enemy with astonishing speed.

The Tianxing Alliance pursuer had not expected Mu Yifeng’s artifact to be so powerful. His face twisted in horror as he dodged frantically, unleashing technique after technique, barely managing to disperse the fire dragons.

Mu Yifeng, in the meantime, took advantage of the distraction, retrieving the Nine-Fire Divine Blade and fleeing into the distance.

The gap between them, which had already been narrowed, was suddenly stretched wide.

"You think you can escape?!"

The Tianxing Alliance cultivator snarled viciously. Ignoring his own unstable aura, he immediately activated his evasion light, resuming the relentless pursuit.

Qin Sang had already begun to move in secret.

He remained hidden beneath the water, employing Water Evasion Technique to suppress his aura while advancing swiftly.

No one noticed his presence. Not only was he cautious and still at a great distance, but both Mu Yifeng’s opponent and the people on the ship were too absorbed in the battle to look elsewhere.

Qin Sang’s target was precisely the direction Mu Yifeng was fleeing.

As he raced through the depths, he carefully calculated the distance between them. freēnovelkiss.com

The ship lagged far behind, and Mu Yifeng had managed to widen the gap from his pursuer at the cost of overdrawing the Nine-Fire Divine Blade. It would take time for the enemy to catch up.

As long as Mu Yifeng did not alter his course, Qin Sang was certain he could intercept him.

While dashing through the water, Qin Sang’s gaze flickered, his mind rapidly devising a strategy.

Not a single bird in the sky, nor a trace of fish appeared in this vast, silent expanse of water.

Between the sky and the waters, two evasion lights streaked through the sky, tearing through the tranquil scene.

On the surface, the ship pressed forward aggressively, splitting the waves.

Beneath the water, a lone figure glided in secret.

Mu Yifeng glanced back at his relentless pursuer, a bitter smile appearing on his face. His Qihai was nearly depleted of spiritual power; he would not last much longer before running out completely.

Even after sacrificing the artifact that had accompanied him for decades, he had still failed to kill his opponent.

But even if he had succeeded, so what?

He had no chance of escaping the ship’s pursuit.

Unfortunate... I have yet to witness the world beyond the Golden Core Realm.

A trace of regret flickered in Mu Yifeng’s eyes as he looked down at the Nine-Fire Divine Blade in his hands. This old companion that had fought by his side since his Foundation Building days was now dim and cracked.

Though not completely destroyed, it would take years of nurturing to restore.

Mu Yifeng’s grip tightened around the hilt, feeling the familiar aura of the blade. Strangely, his heart calmed.

For a cultivator like him, the blade was his only solace.

"Don’t worry, I’ll take you with me. I won’t let those scoundrels have you."

Mu Yifeng chuckled softly, murmuring to the Nine-Fire Divine Blade.

His mind had already settled on suicide. Better to end things himself than fall into enemy hands.

Just then, Mu Yifeng suddenly heard a faint whisper, barely louder than the buzz of a mosquito.

"Senior Brother Mu..."

His face twisted in confusion. Staring at the vast, empty expanse of water ahead, he wondered if he was hallucinating in his final moments. But then, a clearer voice followed.

"Senior Brother Mu... It’s me... I’m Qin Sang!"

A flash of realization struck Mu Yifeng’s mind, and joy surged through him. Yet his years of experience quickly tempered his reaction—Qin Sang must be hiding nearby. His expression and posture remained unchanged, and he did not slow his pace.

"Senior Brother Mu, I’m beneath the water..."

By this point, Qin Sang had already reached a position ahead of Mu Yifeng, lying in wait beneath the lake's surface. He fully activated the Spirit Evasion Art, secretly establishing contact with Mu Yifeng.

The moment would pass in a flash, he had to act fast. "Senior Brother Mu, how many experts are on that boat?" Qin Sang’s voice came quick and urgent.

"Junior Brother Qin... you’re alone?"

Mu Yifeng’s initial joy was immediately replaced by disappointment. He still remembered Qin Sang’s cultivation level—when they last parted, Qin Sang was far weaker than him.

Even if Qin Sang had undergone some miraculous fortuitous encounter in these past years, at best, he would have just broken into the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm.

Adding one exhausted, near-dead man and one freshly advanced late-stage Foundation Building cultivator together wouldn’t change anything. Once exposed, their only fate would be mutual destruction.

Hearing Qin Sang's inquiry, Mu Yifeng had no time to question why Qin Sang was also here. He hurriedly transmitted a message to warn him, "Junior Brother Qin, do not expose yourself! There are two late-stage Foundation Building experts on that ship; you must not let them discover you..."

That was all Qin Sang needed to hear.

In fact, even before asking, he had already made a reasonable guess.

The ship might house formidable cultivators, but it was impossible for a Golden Core expert to be present. Otherwise, killing Mu Yifeng would have been as easy as crushing an ant; there was no way they would have let him flee for so long.

Still, to be cautious, Qin Sang did not act rashly. He chose to make contact with Mu Yifeng first to confirm the enemy's strength.

Saving someone was fine, but not at the cost of his own life.

Mu Yifeng’s evasion technique was incredibly fast, and as he sped forward, he received no further response from Qin Sang. A mix of emotions welled up in his heart, and he sighed inwardly.

Then, suddenly, a thunderous explosion erupted behind him.

A bolt of lightning in broad daylight!

Mu Yifeng’s heart jolted. He whirled around just in time to see the serene lake surface split apart by a streak of lightning.

A sword light, dazzling as thunder and lightning, shot out of the water at an unbelievable speed, piercing straight into the sky.

At that very moment, the Tianxing Alliance cultivator, who was still in pursuit, happened to be flying overhead in his evasion light.

Qin Sang had timed his strike perfectly. In a mere instant, the ebony sword, seemingly transformed into a bolt of lightning, surged toward its target.

The attack caught everyone completely off guard.

The Tianxing Alliance cultivator, whose protective artifact had already been destroyed by Mu Yifeng, was completely consumed with hunting down his prey. His mind was entirely focused on Mu Yifeng, and he had devoted all his energy to the chase. Facing this sudden, devastating strike, he had no time to react.

Moreover, Sword Qi Thunderclap was a peerless supernatural ability, a technique that shook the world with its sheer might. Once the divine sword was unleashed, it carried the force of lightning itself, striking with a speed far beyond imagination.

Even if the cultivator had been on high alert, the proximity of the attack combined with Qin Sang’s calculated ambush left him with no chance of escape.

By the time he registered the ebony sword closing in on him, the deafening roar of thunder had only just reached his ears.

An ambush!

The thought barely formed in his mind before his senses were shattered by the earth-shaking thunderclap. A cold sensation spread from his lower body. Then, everything went black.

Splash!

Blood rained down from the sky.

His body, cleaved in two, continued moving forward for a long distance before finally splitting apart.

The scene was horrifying.

With a single, flawless strike, the ebony sword had slain its target. In the next instant, Qin Sang retracted the sword and disappeared into the shadows.

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