192: Chapter 192 Fragments of the Truth

"A wisp of 'Origin Power' is hidden within the ruins, suspected to be related to the secret of Soul Transformation."

Li Changsheng's pupils suddenly constricted.

The Grand Elder of the Qinglan Sword Sect?

Ling Yuan?

He continued reading.

"Ling Yuan proposed that the two join forces to explore the ruins together and split the gains equally."

"Xue Yunzi agreed."

"The two ventured deep into the ruins, experiencing many narrow escapes before finally obtaining that wisp of 'Origin Power'."

"However, Ling Yuan harbored ill intentions and secretly poisoned Xue Yunzi while he was off guard."

"The poison was colorless and odorless, capable of eroding the mind and driving a person gradually insane."

"After being poisoned, Xue Yunzi's temperament changed drastically, and he began to slaughter the Disciples of his own sect."

Li Changsheng's hand trembled slightly.

"Ling Yuan then sent people to spread rumors everywhere, claiming that the Blood Cloud Gate practiced evil arts and harmed the innocent."

"The various sects were enraged and joined forces to suppress them; the Blood Cloud Gate Disciples resisted desperately, but were almost completely wiped out."

"There were very few survivors, and they were likely all killed in secret by Ling Yuan."

"Before his death, Xue Yunzi exhausted all his strength to leave this Jade Slip to record the truth."

"He wrote: 'Ling Yuan's actions were intended to monopolize the Origin Power and break through to Soul Transformation."

"The five hundred Disciples of my Blood Cloud Gate were all buried along with his ambition."

"If future generations see this slip, remember, Ling Yuan is not dead, and his descendants are still in the Qinglan Sword Sect.'"

After Li Changsheng finished reading the last word, he did not move for a long time.

Ling Yuan.

The Grand Elder of the Qinglan Sword Sect.

Is he dead?

Or...

He remembered the words of True Lord Three Swords.

"That person is not someone you can deal with."

"Behind him is a massive power and countless experts."

He then thought of Ling Cang's gentle face and the high-sounding words he had spoken.

Is Ling Cang a descendant of Ling Yuan?

It's very likely.

He took a deep breath and looked at Su Qinghan.

Su Qinghan's expression also became extremely solemn.

"Origin Power..."

She murmured.

"Soul Transformation..."

She looked at Li Changsheng with a profound gaze.

"Do you know what this means?"

Li Changsheng shook his head.

Su Qinghan said slowly.

"Soul Transformation is the Realm above Nascent Soul. In the entire Eastern Region, no one has stepped into that Realm for a thousand years."

"If someone can obtain Origin Power, they have hope of breaking through to Soul Transformation."

Her voice became low.

"If Ling Cang truly obtained that wisp of Origin Power, he could become the number one person in the Eastern Region."

"At that time, let alone Yunzhou, the entire Eastern Region will submit to him."

Li Changsheng's heart sank to the bottom.

This was Ling Cang's ambition.

Unifying Yunzhou was only the beginning.

What he wanted was the entire Eastern Region.

Su Qinghan looked at him and said.

"Do you still want to keep investigating now?"

Li Changsheng was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes."

A hint of admiration flashed in Su Qinghan's eyes.

"Good. Then we will investigate together."

She stood up, walked to the window, and gazed at the mountains outside.

"But for now, we have more urgent matters to deal with."

Li Changsheng also stood up and walked to her side.

Following her gaze, he saw countless flickers of firelight at the foot of the distant mountains.

That was a camp.

The Qinglan Sword Sect camp.

The Pursuit Squad led by Chu Feng had already arrived at the outskirts of the Qingxin Pavilion.

They had the Qingxin Pavilion completely surrounded.

A great battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Su Qinghan said calmly, "Ling Cang won't let us go. He will definitely take this opportunity to swallow the Qingxin Pavilion in one fell swoop."

She turned around and looked at Li Changsheng.

"Li Changsheng, you need to achieve Core Formation as soon as possible."

Li Changsheng nodded.

"I will."

At dawn, the horn for the attack sounded.

Li Changsheng stood before the mountain gate of the Qingxin Pavilion, looking at the dense crowd of people below the mountain.

Three hundred Qinglan Sword Sect Disciples, led by Chu Feng, surged forward like a tide.

Sword light flared, Spells roared, and the sounds of shouting and killing shook the heavens.

The Disciples of the Qingxin Pavilion relied on the defensive Formation to resist desperately.

In groups of three or five, they formed Battle Arrays, using sword light, Spell, and Talisman to stubbornly block the attack of the Qinglan Disciples.

Every female cultivator's eyes were filled with determination, and not a single one retreated.

Li Changsheng did not join the battle immediately.

He simply stood on high ground, observing the state of the battle.

He was waiting for someone.

Soon, he found him.

Chu Feng.

He broke out from the crowd, killing two Qingxin Pavilion Disciples with a single sword strike, and charged straight for the mountain gate.

His sword technique was fierce and overbearing, every strike carrying a determination to kill.

These Qingxin Pavilion Disciples were simply no match for him.

"Stop him!"

someone cried out in alarm.

Several Qingxin Pavilion Disciples pounced at the same time, but were all repelled by Chu Feng, one by one, with his sword.

He was too strong.

Foundation Establishment Peak, exquisite sword techniques, and rich combat experience.

Such a person was almost invincible on the battlefield.

Just then, a white-clothed figure rushed out from the crowd and blocked Chu Feng's path.

Su Qianxue.

She held a long sword, her gaze cold, with a Foundation Establishment Late-Stage cultivation.

"Chu Feng,"

she spoke, her voice cold and clear.

"Your opponent is me."

Chu Feng looked at her, a hint of complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Su Qianxue,"

he said slowly.

"Step aside. I don't want to kill you."

Su Qianxue did not step aside.

She simply lunged with her sword!

The sword light was like lightning, aimed straight for Chu Feng's throat!

Chu Feng sidestepped to avoid it and countered with a backhand sword strike!

Clang!

The two swords collided, sparks flying everywhere!

Su Qianxue was shaken back three steps, her tiger's mouth going numb!

Chu Feng did not pursue, he just watched her.

"You are no match for me."

Su Qianxue said nothing, she just lunged forward again!

The second strike, the third, the fourth.

She gave it her all, her sword techniques sharp, each strike carrying a resolution to die!

But the gap was too large.

After only thirty moves, Chu Feng stabbed her in the left shoulder with his sword!

Su Qianxue let out a muffled groan and staggered back!

After fifty moves, Chu Feng slashed her right arm with another sword strike!

Blood spurted out, and the sword in Su Qianxue's hand almost fell!

By the eightieth move, Chu Feng finally grew impatient.

He parried Su Qianxue's attack with a sword sweep, closed in, and struck her chest with a palm!

Su Qianxue was sent flying backward, slamming heavily against the mountain gate, blood spraying from her mouth!

"Su Qianxue!"

Li Changsheng's expression changed, and he rushed down from the high ground!

He landed beside Su Qianxue and checked her injuries.

Fortunately, though the injuries were severe, they were not fatal.

Su Qianxue looked at him, a bitter smile appearing at the corners of her mouth.

"I'm sorry... I couldn't beat him..."

Li Changsheng shook his head, took out a healing Medicinal Pill from his robe, and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Leave it to me."

He stood up and faced Chu Feng.

The two looked at each other.

Former fellow Disciples, former comrades-in-arms, now facing each other with blades.

Chu Feng looked at him with a complex gaze.

"Junior Brother Li,"

he spoke, his voice low.

"Are you really going to make an enemy of me?"

Li Changsheng did not speak, he only tightened his grip on the qingshuang sword.

Chu Feng sighed.

"I didn't want to kill you. But the Sect Master has given orders, and I must obey."

He raised his sword and assumed a starting stance.

"Come."

Li Changsheng did not hesitate and attacked directly!

His speed was extremely fast, the qingshuang sword turning into a streak of green light, aimed straight for Chu Feng's throat!

Chu Feng's pupils shrank as he sidestepped to avoid it and countered with a backhand sword strike!

Clang!

The two swords collided, sparks flying!

Both retreated several steps at the same time!

Chu Feng's expression changed, filled with shock.

"You... Foundation Establishment Peak?"