101: Chapter 101 The Silver-Haired Celestial Maiden, the Illusion of Lingchi (Death by a

The spatial storm grew increasingly manic. Within the vortex, a terrifying suction force blanketed the sky, constantly battering the mieyuan furnace.

Under this dreadful suction, the speed at which the mieyuan furnace was flying began to slow down.

Sensing the decrease in the mieyuan furnace's speed, blood-red light welled up in Hun Tiandi's eyes. Once sucked into the spatial storm, there would be no hope of escaping with his life.

"Risk it all..."

Hun Tiandi muttered in a low voice, then took out a jade bottle of high-grade huitian spirit wine. Without a hint of hesitation, he swallowed it to replenish his depleted Dou Qi.

Veins bulged on his arms, and his refined face twisted into a ferocious expression. Blood-colored Dou Qi surged from within him, madly pouring into the mieyuan furnace. Gritting his teeth, Hun Tiandi made a desperate decision.

"Kid, don't do anything reckless, we still have a chance..." Elder Dan spoke up to persuade him, frantically driving his soul power.

Clang!

Hun Tiandi reached out to open the lid and climbed out of the mieyuan furnace. Elder Dan shook his head helplessly, his soul power surging forth to envelop him.

Otherwise, given his ant-like strength, the moment he opened the lid, he would have been sucked into the void and torn apart by the spatial storm.

Stepping on the rim of the mieyuan furnace, he flipped his hand to retrieve the Yuantu Sword. He closed his eyes slightly, drawing his Dou Qi back into his body, directing it along the cultivation path of the Ten Thousand Sword Art.

Surging sword qi whistled, flowing through his meridians.

At this moment, he transformed into a peerless divine sword in mid-air. The Yuantu Sword spat out sword radiance, and the sharp edge of its power shredded any spatial force that dared to approach.

"Not enough, Sword Gang, emerge!" Hun Tiandi gripped the long sword, fully activating the Ten Thousand Sword Art.

With a thought, all his sword qi poured into the Yuantu Sword. The sword body vibrated frantically, emitting waves of ringing sounds.

Streaks of blood-colored sword qi condensed on the Yuantu Sword like flowing water. Almost instantly, a thirty-zhang long Sword Gang manifested, and its peerless sharpness erupted.

"Ten Blades Splitting the Sea!"

Endless sword qi erupted from his body, swirling around the blood-colored long sword, gathering ten blood-colored Sword Gangs that spun ceaselessly.

"Merge!"

Hun Tiandi roared coldly. The ten blood-colored Sword Gangs merged into the Yuantu Sword one after another, causing the original thirty-zhang Sword Gang to suddenly surge to sixty zhang in size.

Suddenly, the void overturned, and a rain of swords crashed down.

"Slash!"

At this very moment, the sixty-zhang-plus sword qi sharpness tore through space. Any spatial force that approached was reduced to nothingness under the Sword Gang.

Shhh...

The sky-piercing blood-colored Sword Gang slashed down violently, striking back against the oncoming spatial storm.

There was no earth-shattering roar, no grand display of power. As the Sword Gang struck the spatial storm, there was not the slightest resistance.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Yuantu Sword Gang, carrying supreme sharpness, slashed down in a slaughtering strike.

The peerless, overbearing Sword Gang was like a sword capable of cutting the heavens, cleaving the violent spatial storm in two. The blood-colored Sword Gang pierced through the air, tearing apart the silver-white storm.

The spatial passage between the two was severed and ripped open.

"Teacher, seize the chance."

Elder Dan, enveloping the mieyuan furnace, shot through the torn center of the storm toward the exit.

Boom...

The spatial storm collapsed, turning into violent spatial force that swept and diffused, a massive roar suddenly echoing through the void.

The dazzling silver storm illuminated the hundred-zhang void.

After that strike, Hun Tiandi's face went pale, and his aura gradually withered. His physical body had been torn by the spatial force and was slowly shrinking.

At this point, he could no longer hold on; the backlash from the spatial storm was growing stronger.

However, at this point, Hun Tiandi was already in a position where he could not turn back.

If he were to fall unconscious now, given that his previous full-force sword strike had exhausted the Dou Qi in his body, he would have no power to resist. He feared that in the next second, he would be claimed by the merciless spatial force and perish instantly.

"Teacher, can you go any faster? If we continue like this, we will be swallowed by space sooner or later..." Hun Tiandi said weakly.

"This speed is already the limit..." Elder Dan's expression was grave. His soul origin was flowing away in large amounts, and his soul power was only half of what it was at its peak.

Blood-red light surged in Hun Tiandi's eyes as he prepared to go crazy again. He shouted, "Seek survival in danger!"

He gulped down the huitian spirit wine. The high-grade spirit wine was incredibly pure, and as he circulated the Blood Scripture, he began to restore his Dou Qi.

"Damn it..." Four spatial storms struck from both sides. Hun Tiandi cursed inwardly, his face flushing red.

"Teacher, I will strike one more time, the last chance." Veins bulged on Hun Tiandi's forehead.

"Alright, be careful!" Elder Dan comforted him.

"Ten Blades Splitting the Sea..." Hun Tiandi slashed out with his sword again, and the blood-colored Sword Gang pierced the air, sweeping away into the distance.

This sword strike broke through the rampaging energy before them. They were only four zhang away from the exit. Seeing a path of survival appear, Elder Dan fully activated his soul power, enveloping the mieyuan furnace and shooting toward the exit.

"Three zhang... two zhang... at the last zhang..." Standing on the rim of the furnace, Hun Tiandi was finally approaching the wormhole exit. Just as they were about to rush out, a zhang-long streak of silver spatial force, like an electric serpent, crashed violently into Hun Tiandi's body.

"Ah..." Hun Tiandi let out a miserable scream. A surge of spatial force entered his body, rampaging within, destroying his meridians, flesh, and even his bones.

Pfft! He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell into a coma. When the silver spatial force entered his body, Elder Dan made a final leap across the last zhang, and the mieyuan furnace smashed through the exit, finally escaping.

With his disappearance, there was not a trace of life left in this space. Only the rampaging spatial storm remained, refusing to dissipate for a long time...

Before them lay a vast, lush green valley, surrounded by dense trees. In the valley was a huge hot spring.

At this moment, by the side of the hot spring, a figure with long silver-white hair and a near-perfect face wore a cold expression. Her beautiful eyes shot out icy, cold light, and on her forehead, one could see a silver-white lightning mark.

Invisibly, it added a stunning, mysterious charm to her graceful body. That kind of beauty was breathtaking, like a celestial maiden from the nine heavens.

Her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, her jade-white, delicate body submerged in the spring water, comfortably soaking in the hot spring.

Swish... At this moment, above the sky, a green light fell down. In its rapid descent, it appeared to be a human figure, and its direction was precisely the hot spring before her.

Splash! The entire body fell downward, and a crisp sound rang out from below. This sound was none other than the splash of a body falling into the water.

"How is there water?" This was the last sensation Hun Tiandi had as he fell into a coma. Before he could see his surroundings clearly, he felt himself falling into the water.

"Lecher, you dare to desecrate me, damn you!"

Suddenly, a voice, cold enough to freeze the entire hot spring, transformed into a rolling thunderous sound that drilled into Hun Tiandi's ears.

Immediately following, a powerful palm print was struck out. Its terrifying might sent the fallen Hun Tiandi flying on the spot. This palm strike was enough to tear a high mountain apart.

The flying Hun Tiandi crashed through a dozen large trees, the sound of breaking wood echoing incessantly.

Boom! In the end, the pitiful Hun Tiandi, who had already been ambushed by spatial force that was rampaging within him, only had half a life left. The ice beauty's palm strike not only took away that half-life but brought him to the brink of death.

He had also crashed through a dozen trees with his body, and now, his entire person was embedded in the green mountain rock wall, unable to be pried out.

"Hm? He didn't die, did he? I didn't use much force in that palm strike." The woman's cold expression softened as she lowered her head to look at her delicate fingers, muttering softly.

She looked up at the youth in green robes on the rock wall, a look of unease appearing in her beautiful eyes.