412: Chapter 413 Iron Fist Shatters Iron Coffin, Sword Tomb Where Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin!

The sound of heavy iron chains dragging echoed from the cracks in the black stone gate.

The sound drew closer, as if some behemoth was approaching the gate step by step.

A bone-chilling cold permeated through the cracks in the door, and the temperature of the surrounding ground plummeted.

Qin Xueji gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her high heels trembling slightly as they pressed against the stone slabs.

Although she had just obtained the fire-attribute orb and her Golden Core felt a hint of warmth, she still felt her scalp tingle when faced with the unknown terror.

Bai Li waved her round fan, her purple eyes fixed on the stone gate as she warned, "Everyone, be careful. The Death Qi behind the door is ten times heavier than the previous iron corpse. It is definitely a ruthless character."

Marie flapped her black bat wings, hovering in mid-air.

"Just a bunch of rotten meat playing tricks. If one comes out, this Young Miss will dismantle it!" Marie refused to back down verbally, but her pair of scarlet eyes remained fixed on the stone gate.

Su Yang stood at the very front with his hands in his casual pants pockets, his expression as calm as water.

Click, click, click.

The black stone gate was not pushed open, but rather cracked into dozens of fissures from the center.

Immediately after, the entire thick stone gate shattered with a boom, turning into countless stone fragments that flew in all directions.

Dust filled the air.

A skeletal figure slowly walked out from the dust.

This person was wearing a tattered gray robe.

Their hair was gray and disheveled, draped over their shoulders.

Their eyes were tightly closed, their eyelids deeply sunken; they were clearly a blind man.

The blind old man held a wide-bladed iron sword full of notches upside down in his hand.

The tip of the sword dragged on the ground, carving out a string of blinding sparks.

Most alarming of all was the incomparably huge black iron coffin that the blind old man was dragging behind him with two thick iron chains.

The iron coffin was ten meters long, its surface covered in eerie blood-colored runes.

The heavy dragging sound of the iron chains was exactly the noise made by this coffin rubbing against the ground.

The pressure of the Soul Transformation Stage Late Stage, like a materialized gale, instantly swept through the entire underground arsenal.

Chu Ling's ice-blue long dress fluttered in the wind, and a layer of frost covered her beautiful face.

"A blind man dragging a coffin. This attire is truly eerie." Chu Ling gripped the ice sword in her hand, ready to strike at any moment.

The blind old man stopped walking. Although he had no eyes, he seemed to be able to accurately lock onto everyone's position.

"The aura of living people. Pure Yang Qi."

The old man's voice was hoarse, like two pieces of withered tree bark rubbing against each other.

"Hand over your fresh blood to fill the iron coffin behind me. I will leave your corpses intact."

Su Yang's eyes were icy, without a hint of fear.

"A broken coffin wants to hold people? Su Yang will smash you and the coffin into powder today."

Hearing Su Yang's words, the blind old man was furious.

"Arrogant and ignorant!"

The old man's withered right hand suddenly lifted. The wide-bladed iron sword in his hand instantly erupted with dozens of zhang of gray Sword Qi.

Without any extra movements, the old man swept his sword horizontally.

The gray Sword Qi, carrying a sharp whistle that tore through the Void Realm, headed straight for Su Yang's waist.

The Sword Qi was as fast as lightning, slicing the air along the way and forming a vacuum zone.

When it reached him, Su Yang didn't even have the thought of dodging.

The muscles in his right arm instantly bulged, and the brilliant golden Pure Yang True Fire erupted, completely enveloping his fist.

"Shatter."

Su Yang punched out fiercely.

The golden fist radiance met the gray Sword Qi, colliding heavily.

Bang!

A deafening roar erupted.

The gray Sword Qi, which was enough to cut a mountain in half, shattered into pieces like fragile glass the moment it touched the Pure Yang True Fire.

It turned into countless gray light spots and dissipated in mid-air.

The blind old man's body shook, and his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"What an overbearing fist. Your Physical Body can actually withstand my Soul-Extinguishing Sword Qi." A hint of shock permeated the old man's tone.

Su Yang did not stop.

He stomped his feet hard on the ground, his whole body turning into a golden stream of light, instantly crossing dozens of meters to appear directly in front of the blind old man.

"Your sword is too slow."

Su Yang's right leg brought up a piercing sonic boom, like a giant axe splitting the heavens, and lashed out fiercely at the old man's chest.

Boom!

The blind old man's shriveled body was like a cannonball, flying backward and slamming heavily onto the black iron coffin behind him.

The hard iron coffin was dented with a huge pit. The old man spat out black blood, and seven or eight ribs in his chest were broken.

A single strike heavily injured a Soul Transformation Stage Late Stage swordsman!

Su Qingcheng, in her fiery red dress, stood in the back, her beautiful eyes shining as she watched.

"Master is mighty. This old blind man can't even take one kick from Master, yet he dares to speak boastfully." Su Qingcheng's voice was charming, and her eyes looking at Su Yang were full of infatuation.

The blind old man struggled to get up from the ground. Two lines of black blood flowed from his empty eye sockets.

"You brat, you go too far! Even if I have to risk this old life today, I will cut you down under my sword!"

The old man went completely mad. He gripped the sword hilt with both hands and sprayed a mouthful of his life essence blood onto the wide-bladed iron sword.

The iron sword absorbed the essence blood, and the rust on its surface quickly fell off. An earth-shattering destructive Sword Intent soared into the sky.

"Blood Sword Killing Formation! Rise!"

The blind old man waved his long sword. Thousands of blood-colored Sword Qi condensed out of thin air, turning into an airtight death sword net, covering Su Yang's head.

The sword net carried a deadly poison that corroded the Divine Soul. Once contaminated, one would instantly turn into a puddle of pus.

Facing this overwhelming lethal strike.

Su Yang remained unarmed, without any intention of retreating.

The Pure Yang True Qi in his body erupted like a volcano, pouring endlessly into his arms. The golden-purple mutated True Fire danced wildly on his fists.

"Scrap metal, smash as many as come."

Su Yang threw both fists out. Like a violent storm, he smashed crazily toward the descending blood-colored sword net.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Dense explosions echoed throughout the underground space.

Wherever the golden fist radiance passed, the blood-colored Sword Qi was crushed like dry weeds and rotten wood.

The high temperature of the Pure Yang True Fire instantly evaporated the deadly poison contained in the Sword Qi completely.

In just a dozen seconds.

The sky-filling sword net was beaten to pieces by Su Yang's iron fists.

Su Yang penetrated the remaining Sword Qi and killed his way directly in front of the old man. He reached out with his left hand and snatched the wide-bladed long sword from the old man's hand.

"This broken sword, returning it to you."

He snapped it with both hands. With a click, the long sword broke into two pieces.

Su Yang swung his backhand, and the half-broken sword turned into a stream of light, piercing directly into the blind old man's throat.

Puchi!

Black blood sprayed wildly. The blind old man clutched his neck with both hands, making a gurgling, strange sound. His body fell limply to the ground, twitched a few times, and completely lost its life.

A Soul Transformation Stage Late Stage swordsman was killed by Su Yang with his bare hands.

Su Yang dusted off his hands and turned to look at the huge black iron coffin that had fallen behind him.

After the old man died, the blood-colored runes on the surface of the iron coffin began to flash wildly. Violent banging sounds came from inside the coffin.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

It was as if some terrifying fierce creature was about to break out of the coffin.

"Boss, there is something strange in the coffin." Chu Ling's ice-blue eyes narrowed slightly as she gripped her ice sword.

"Whatever strangeness it has, just smash it."

Su Yang stepped forward. He suddenly raised his right foot, carrying the power of ten thousand jun, and kicked hard on the lid of the black iron coffin.

Boom!!!

The lid of the iron coffin, weighing tens of thousands of jin, was kicked into pieces. Metal fragments hit the stone wall, sparks flying everywhere.

The scene inside the coffin was revealed to everyone.

There was no corpse, nor any monster.

At the bottom of the coffin, there was actually a bottomless black vortex! The vortex rotated slowly, emitting extremely pure spatial fluctuations.

"A teleportation array?" Bai Li stepped forward, a flash of surprise in her purple eyes. "This iron coffin is actually a disguised spatial passage."

Qin Xueji swallowed and asked in a low voice, "Boss, are we going in?"

"The path is already open, naturally we must go in."

Su Yang did not hesitate, leaped, and jumped directly into the black vortex.

The four women, including Bai Li, followed closely behind, turning into four streams of light and disappearing into the depths of the vortex.

After a brief feeling of weightlessness.

Everyone's feet landed firmly on the hard ground.

Opening their eyes, the scene before them made everyone gasp.

This was a vast, boundless dark yellow wasteland. There was no sun in the sky, only a gloomy layer of gray clouds.

What was most shocking was that this wasteland was densely filled with countless broken long swords!

Rusted iron swords, broken bronze swords, lusterless jade swords... Hundreds of millions of Flying Swords, like a steel forest, extended to the end of their vision.

Every sword emitted a strong aura of sorrow and slaughter.

Sword Tomb!

"What a spectacular sea of swords." Jiang Yingxue's gentle face was full of shock. Her classical red wedding dress swayed slightly in the wind. "The owners of these swords during their lifetime were probably powerful Dao experts who shook their regions."

Marie flapped her bat wings, hovering in mid-air.

"Just a pile of scrap metal. There isn't even a single intact one. Why come to this place, to collect waste?" Marie pursed her red lips, her face full of boredom.

Su Yang stood with his hands in his pockets, his gaze deep as he stared at the deepest part of the Sword Tomb.

In the center of the thousands of broken swords stood a black Sword Mountain a thousand zhang high.

At the peak of the Sword Mountain was inserted a giant long sword that was blood-red all over and emitted a blinding red light.

Around this red sword, no other weapon dared to approach. A kingly Sword Intent that stood above all else firmly shrouded the entire Sword Mountain.

"A bit interesting."

Su Yang strode forward, stepping on the broken swords all over the ground, and walked straight toward the black Sword Mountain.

Barely a hundred meters out.

Clang!

A crisp sword chime suddenly exploded over the wasteland.

Immediately after, a rusted iron sword inserted in the ground actually flew out of the ground automatically, hovering in mid-air. The sword tip pointed straight at Su Yang.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

As if a chain reaction had started.

Thousands of broken swords around them rose from the ground at the same time. The dense broken swords were like a black cloud, trembling violently in mid-air, emitting a harsh symphony of sword chimes.

Endless Sword Qi gathered in the air, turning into a materialized storm.

"The aura of a living person! Stay and sacrifice to the swords!"

A hollow voice formed by thousands of remnant sword souls echoed over the entire Sword Tomb.

The sky full of broken swords was like a rainstorm, shooting crazily toward the five of them, Su Yang included, covering the sky and earth.

"Leave it to us sisters!"

Su Qingcheng and Jiang Yingxue shouted in unison.

Red dresses fluttered, wedding robes flew. The two beautiful ghost kings drew their weapons at the same time. Su Qingcheng swung her long sword, slashing out dozens of red Sword Qi. Jiang Yingxue's red water sleeves churned, turning into two blood-colored wild Dragons, meeting the sky full of sword rain.

Bang, bang, bang!

Explosions were endless. A large number of broken swords were shattered into powder.

But the number of broken swords was simply too many. As soon as one batch was shattered, more broken swords filled in like locusts.

Su Yang's eyes were icy.

"Step back."

Su Yang stomped his right foot heavily on the ground.

Boom!

The brilliant golden Pure Yang True Fire instantly turned into a pillar of fire that shot into the sky, piercing the clouds.

"A bunch of scrap metal, daring to be arrogant in front of Su Yang. Melt for me!"

The golden sea of fire swept wildly in all directions. The extremely rigid and extremely Yang high temperature instantly swallowed the space within a radius of a thousand meters completely.

The broken swords flying all over the sky, the moment they touched the Pure Yang True Fire, didn't even have a chance to resist, and were directly burned into red-hot molten iron.

Like a spectacular rainstorm of molten iron, it splashed onto the black ground.

In less than half a minute.

The overwhelming sword rain was completely cleared. Within a thousand-meter radius, there was not a single intact weapon left.

Su Yang stepped on the hot molten iron all over the ground and continued to walk toward the Sword Mountain.

Just at this moment.

At the peak of the black Sword Mountain, a blood-colored sword pillar shot straight into the sky.

From the sword pillar, a phantom wearing a blood-colored robe slowly walked out. The phantom's face was blurred, and its hands were behind its back.

"Destroying my sword slaves, what great courage. Today, I will use your Pure Yang blood to reshape my sword body!"