Chapter 64 My life ends today!

In the valley below, sword qi surged forth like a rising tide.

Tens of thousands of spiritual energy swords illuminated the entire sky in a deathly pale light. A chilling killing intent locked onto every inch of Bai Ze's skin, every bone, and every wisp of his soul.

Gazing at the terrifying, world-destroying attack and feeling the sharp sword intent capable of tearing his soul apart, Bai Ze couldn't help but cry out in his heart.

"My life ends today!"

He took a deep breath, a flash of determination and indignation crossing his eyes.

At the same time, he desperately circulated the last remaining bit of spiritual energy in his body, preparing for a final death-defying stand. Even if he were to die, he would die standing, using his own spine to meet the pain of ten thousand swords piercing his heart.

High in the sky, a cold, satisfied sneer had already appeared on Zeng Xi's exquisite face, as if she had already seen the scene of Bai Ze's tragic death.

However, just as both Zeng Xi and Pu Si thought Bai Ze was about to lose his life to this strike, a sudden change occurred.

Without any warning, three figures suddenly appeared in front of Bai Ze.

These three figures appeared so abruptly, as if they had been standing there all along, or as if they had descended by tearing through space itself.

They were, naturally, Ye Haocheng, Leng Yi, and Jin Daoming, who had arrived just in time.

The moment the three appeared, they faced the overwhelming rain of swords.

Leng Yi, standing at the very front, merely extended his right hand expressionlessly and made a light grasping motion through the air.

The movement was so casual, as if he were merely shooing away annoying flies.

But those tens of thousands of incoming spiritual energy swords seemed to hit an irresistible barrier, all coming to a bizarre halt in mid-air, unable to advance even a fraction of an inch further.

Then, under the horrified gazes of Zeng Xi and Pu Si...

...those swords, which had been as solid as substance, began to crumble inch by inch starting from the tips. Eventually, they completely turned into a sky full of light specks and vanished into nothingness, as if they had never existed.

In the valley below, Bai Ze, who had already closed his eyes to await death, suddenly felt the fatal crisis vanish.

He opened his eyes in confusion and saw the three majestic backs descending like gods. He froze for a moment, then let out a long breath of lingering fear as his entire body went limp.

Immediately afterward, the wild joy of surviving a disaster surged into his heart.

An expression of extreme excitement appeared on his face.

High in the sky, Zeng Xi and Pu Si's faces turned grim as they witnessed this inconceivable scene.

Storms of shock were raging in both their hearts.

They couldn't understand how these three people had managed to do it.

Someone had actually managed to sneak into the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to Ruins Array—which they had personally set up—silently and without them noticing in the slightest.

This was simply unbelievable.

One had to know that once this grand array was activated, even the slightest movement should not have been able to escape the perception of the two of them as the array controllers.

Pu Si forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and immediately questioned them harshly.

"Who exactly are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of the Sword Valley Sect and the Illusion Desire Sect!"

His voice was filled with wariness and threat.

However, in the valley below, Ye Haocheng and the others acted as if they hadn't heard his questioning at all, treating him directly as if he were thin air.

They began to converse as if no one else was around.

It was as if this sky-covering sword array and these two high-and-mighty geniuses were nothing more than insignificant dust.

Bai Ze struggled to his feet and said to Ye Haocheng's familiar back with tears of gratitude,

"My Lord, you've arrived just in time. If you had come even a step later, I really would have met my end here today."

Upon hearing this, Ye Haocheng slowly turned around, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

He sized up Bai Ze's miserable state and teased, "You actually know how to be afraid? I heard you've been quite impressive lately, provoking every major power in the Great Chu Dynasty."

Bai Ze's face immediately showed a look of embarrassment upon hearing this.

He rubbed the bridge of his nose sheepishly and argued with a forced laugh, "My Lord, I didn't do it for myself. I just wanted to stir things up early so the internal affairs of the Great Chu Dynasty would fall into chaos first."

This conversation clearly reached the ears of Pu Si and Zeng Xi high in the sky.

Pu Si's face grew increasingly dark. To be so blatantly ignored was a humiliation more painful than death for a favored genius like him.

Meanwhile, Zeng Xi, who was beside him, had remained silent since the moment Ye Haocheng's group appeared.

Her beautiful almond eyes were fixed tightly on Ye Haocheng. First, a flash of doubt crossed her eyes, followed by a look of extreme uncertainty.

This person's build, the profile of this person's face... she seemed to have seen them somewhere before.

A name she had long since forgotten in the depths of her memory suddenly surfaced in her mind.

"Are you the grandson of the Prince of Zhenbei who betrayed the Great Chu Dynasty, Ye Haocheng?"

Zeng Xi finally couldn't help but speak, staring intently at Ye Haocheng's face as she asked.

As soon as these words were spoken, Pu Si, who was beside her, was momentarily stunned.

Then, his gaze became icy and cold. An undisguised, towering killing intent locked onto Ye Haocheng below.

In the valley below, Ye Haocheng slowly raised his head upon hearing Zeng Xi's question.

His eyes, deep as the starry sky, calmly looked directly at Zeng Xi and Pu Si in the sky as he frankly admitted his identity.

Once Ye Haocheng's identity was confirmed, Pu Si, who was already enraged by being ignored, suddenly broke into a cruel grin.

He let out a harsh, sinister laugh: "So you are that trash grandson of the Prince of Zhenbei! Truly, one can search far and wide only to find it by chance!"

"Your grandfather, the Prince of Zhenbei, collaborated with the enemy and committed treason; the evidence was conclusive! It was truly heart-warming to see your entire family executed and your clan wiped out!"

"It's just a pity that a piece of trash like you managed to escape by luck and has actually survived for so long!"

"Now you actually dare to appear before me. Truly, there is a road to heaven but you won't take it, and there is no gate to hell yet you break in! Today, I shall eliminate you, this remnant, for the Great Chu Imperial Family!"

Pu Si's voice was filled with a sense of high-and-mighty judgment, as if he were the embodiment of justice.

Having said that, he no longer hesitated and frantically activated the sword array below.

In an instant, the thousands of sword edges that had just dissipated reappeared. This time, they carried an even more infinite sharpness and killing intent than before, surging wildly toward Ye Haocheng's group.

Seeing this, Leng Yi's gaze turned cold, and he intended to strike again to break the array.

In his view, an array of this level was nothing more than a clay chicken or a pottery dog, easily broken with a flick of a finger.

But at this moment, he was stopped by Ye Haocheng raising his hand.

Ye Haocheng's previously calm eyes had now become incredibly cold. He spoke in a voice that was low to the extreme: "Let me do it myself!"

Hearing this command, Leng Yi did not hesitate for a second.

He respectfully replied with a "Yes" and stepped aside with Jin Daoming, leaving the battlefield entirely to his Lord.

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