Remould the Glory of Sword Art-Chapter 1223 - 142: Finale of Departure (Part

Outskirts of Qian State.

The clouds that had shrouded the Crown Prince Mansion all night finally dispersed.

Outside the Inner Court.

It was already surrounded by Iron Cavalry, Armored Soldiers, Hook and Clamp Masters.

Flower Master and Nalan Qiutong waited nervously for a response from inside the Inner Court... Logically speaking, the battle should have ended by now. Although Flower Master was not a Great Cultivator at the Yang God level, she had touched the threshold of this level, and at this moment, the Iron Curtain Soul Line above the courtyard had already disintegrated and scattered.

But strangely, no matter how they inquired, there was no movement from the Inner Court.

Nalan Qiutong transmitted a communication order to the Shadow.

And received no response either.

The group of people anxiously waited outside the door. It was not until the Black Domain that shrouded the Inner Court gradually dissipated that they dared to push the door open and enter... It was not because Flower Master and Nalan Qiutong were overly cautious, but because the destructive power of the Great Destruction Dao was too immense. They knew that even if they sent Death Soldiers to forcefully charge into the Inner Court, it would only result in more casualties.

"..."

The scene after pushing the door open exceeded everyone’s expectations.

They saw.

The entire courtyard, after going through several brutal battles, was completely destroyed, the ground shattered like a spider web. That wasn’t all; everywhere they looked, there were large, sunken pits... This Inner Court had almost become independent from the Crown Prince Mansion. If not for the leftover strands of lifting force from the Iron Curtain and the Domain of Destruction, this Inner Court would have already turned into an endless Earth Abyss.

The battle had long ended.

Yet... there was no one in sight at the scene.

"Where is Chen Chong? Where is Xie Xuanyi?"

Flower Master was stunned for a moment.

She could hardly believe it.

Xie Xuanyi and Chen Chong had both disappeared without a trace.

Did this battle... end with Xie Xuanyi’s victory? She knew that this Da Sui Sword Immortal had gained unprecedented fortune, having entered the Ten Heroes with his Yin God Realm, and must have divine skills corresponding to his status. Yet, Xie Xuanyi’s opponent this time was Luo Lie, who had been promoted to Yang God for many years!

Xie Xuanyi had the Path of Destruction, and so did Luo Lie, but his was more complete and powerful!

"Chen Chong... Xie Xuanyi..."

Nalan Qiutong’s expression was even more grim than Flower Master’s.

Because she realized a more severe problem.

The disappearance of Chen Chong and Xie Xuanyi was terrible, but what was worse—

Luo Lie had also vanished!

"Wait, Master Luo also..."

Flower Master abruptly realized the seriousness of the issue.

If he were defeated.

Then Luo Lie should have died in the Inner Court. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Yet now, the Inner Court was empty, with a dead silence, intermingled with a very obvious Path of Destruction intent.

Clearly.

Luo Lie wasn’t dead.

Did he... escape?

Nalan Qiutong’s expression was so dark that it seemed like it could wring out water. She waved her sleeve to dismiss the Hook and Clamp Masters. Those Armored Soldiers and Iron Cavalry also obediently retreated.

The only remaining clue in this courtyard was the shadow lying far away, decapitated.

The shadow had its head severed.

"Shiiing!"

Just as Nalan Qiutong was about to step forward and investigate, the void suddenly shattered, and an incomparably powerful pressure instantly swept across the entire Crown Prince Mansion!

The clouds that had dispersed earlier condensed again in just a few breaths—

Whoosh.

Nalan Qiutong’s face suddenly turned pale, and she hurriedly knelt, not daring to lift her head.

Flower Master did the same.

Above the Inner Court, countless soul lines whistled with the wind, floating again to form a brand new pitch-black dome, enveloping everything. Those Iron Cavalry and Armored Soldiers also prostrated on the ground.

"..."

A tall figure in a gray robe slowly emerged from the void, with frost and bloodstains on him.

Nalan Xuance landed on the courtyard wall of the Inner Court.

He lowered his head indifferently, gazing at the scene before him for a long time.

Though he didn’t speak.

The flapping of his loose gray robe in the wind released a suffocatingly powerful sense of oppression.

Nalan Xuance lightly flicked his sleeve.

Countless black soul lines descended from the Heavenly Peak above, and in an instant, a torrential downpour enveloped the shattered Inner Court with the great curtain once more.

The Armored Soldiers and Iron Cavalry were completely sealed outside.

In this realm.

Only Nalan Qiutong and Flower Master Hua Fang remained.

"Master."

"Master."

The two obediently lowered their heads and respectfully called out.

Nalan Xuance still did not respond; he merely floated down from the towering courtyard wall like a shadow, landing softly and directly before the pool of blood. His hands trembled slightly as he lifted the shadow, with slender soul lines cascading down from the Iron Curtain, floating like rain, covering the shadow’s severed neck.

Layer upon layer.

The shadow’s neck was reattached.

This truly was an astonishing divine skill...

In an era of depleted primordial energy, the ability to forge a Yang God Realm puppet was already a miracle.

Surviving without a head.

Was even more incredible.

Unfortunately, the atmosphere in the courtyard was terribly oppressive and somewhat terrifying. The mixed soul lines and sleet dripped and splattered on the shattered ground, unsettlingly unsettling.

"Master..."

Nalan Qiutong cautiously spoke: "Are you alright?"

She was highly perceptive, and although she only glanced quickly, she noticed the bloodstains on her Master’s clothing, tainted with the repugnant "Buddhist aura." With such a significant assault on the Crown Prince Mansion tonight, there was no movement from the Capital City.

Evidently, the Master had been held back by a Buddhist master.

The fierce battle at the Crown Prince Mansion lasted all night.

The Imperial City in the Capital likely did the same.

As for the result of the battle over there, it seems not too difficult to guess.

The bloodstains on Nalan Xuance’s clothes made it clear...

This was a great victory for Qian State!

"I’m fine."

Nalan Xuance’s voice was calm, but a trace of fatigue could be subtly heard: "At least for a year... Miao Zhen cannot use the Great Trend Dao Realm again, and as for Hidden Cicada, his cultivation will regress by ten years..."