104: My Godly Father (Chapter 35)

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted.

"The Sword Scripture is on him!"

"He swallowed the Sword Scripture!"

Someone's shout completely ignited the greed of everyone present.

Whether it was the Jiang Family Divine Bodies surrounding him or the countless Prodigies outside the Formation, everyone's gaze was fixed on Quan Yun.

Those eyes were no longer just filled with the previous wariness and hostility; they were now brimming with blatant greed.

"Hand over the Sword Scripture, and we'll spare your life!"

The leading Jiang Family Divine Body shouted harshly, his voice carrying a commanding tone.

The power of the killing Formation increased once more, the binding force pressing heavily upon Quan Yun, making it incredibly difficult for him to even move a finger.

Spare my life?

Quan Yun sneered inwardly, his mouth filled with bloody froth.

He wanted to hand it over, but could he?

That page of the Sword Scripture had been forcibly swallowed by the Mysterious Small Tower within his Sea of Consciousness.

He hadn't even had time to react before he was forced to take the fall for that damned small tower.

Now they wanted him to hand it over? How? By prying open his head and making the tower spit it out?

This small tower is really a menace!

Quan Yun complained frantically in his mind, but he knew very well that now was not the time to assign blame.

The current trouble was the greatest crisis he had encountered in his seven lives of Reincarnation.

He was regarded as a mortal enemy by the Prodigies of the entire Secret Realm and trapped within a lethal killing Formation set up by six Divine Bodies.

This was truly a desperate situation.

The priority was to break this killing Formation.

Quan Yun's gaze swept across the six Jiang Family Divine Bodies surrounding him, his mind racing.

In the Six Harmonies Stance, the Formation operated without any flaws.

The only way was to break it with brute force.

At the moment they thought he was fish on a chopping block and were at their most relaxed, he would use his strongest power to tear an opening.

He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power within his body began to burn.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the six Jiang Family Divine Bodies, his eyes calm and cold.

"You want the Sword Scripture?"

His voice was low, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Then come and take it, if you have the ability!"

The moment the words fell, he moved.

Burning all his spiritual power and even overdrawing his life Origin, he gathered it into the strongest sword strike of his life.

It was no longer a simple "stab" or "slash."

Instead, he merged two types of Sword Intent in a profound way.

A sword light that appeared simple and unadorned, yet contained a resolute will to cut through and pierce everything, blossomed from his hand.

His target was not any single person, but the weakest node where the Formation's power flowed between the six of them.

"Not good!"

The leading Jiang Family Divine Body's expression changed drastically; he hadn't expected Quan Yun to still have such incredible explosive power in this situation.

But it was already too late.

Chila!

A soft sound, like fabric being torn.

The lethal killing Formation, set up by the six Divine Bodies, flickered with light and was actually torn open with a tiny gap.

Now!

Without hesitation, Quan Yun bit his tongue again, ignoring the intense pain from his body, and forcibly activated the Life-saving Secret Technique Quan Batian had taught him.

His figure turned into a blood-red light, and just as the gap was about to close, he narrowly rushed out.

"Chase him!"

The Jiang Family Divine Bodies roared and immediately gave chase.

But with a few flickers, Quan Yun's figure disappeared into the depths of the dense Meteorite Belt.

On the other side of the Secret Realm, Quan Yun's figure tumbled out of the Void Realm. His face was pale, his body covered in wounds, and his aura was extremely weak.

He was at the end of his tether.

His current state was several times worse than when he was being chased by two people earlier.

Having activated the secret technique twice in succession, his Meridians were on the verge of collapse.

But he didn't dare stop.

The Sword Scripture was in his possession—though passively—and as long as he could hold out until the Secret Realm ended and return to his father's side, there was still hope.

"The kid from the Quan Family has seized the Sword Scripture!"

"He's in that area, and he's already heavily injured!"

This news, as if it had grown wings, spread through the entire Meteorite Plain at an incredible speed.

Within the Secret Realm, all the Prodigies sprang into action.

They abandoned their treasure hunting and their infighting, surrounding the direction of Quan Yun's escape from all sides.

Quan Yun's path of escape became incredibly difficult.

Not even half an hour after hiding behind a meteorite, he was discovered by three Prodigies.

"He's here!"

The three were overjoyed. Seeing that Quan Yun was heavily injured, they thought this was a huge bargain.

They were met with a sharp sword light.

Pu! Pu! Pu!

Three heads soared into the sky, their faces still wearing expressions of shock.

Quan Yun sheathed his sword expressionlessly, not even glancing at the corpses, and began his escape again.

But his decisive kills had also completely exposed his location.

The news spread quickly.

More people closed in.

Among them, several powerful Divine Body auras had firmly locked onto his position and were rapidly approaching.

Thus, the chase and flight continued to play out in this Meteorite Plain.

Like a lone wolf, Quan Yun relied on the experience of his seven lives of Reincarnation to narrowly escape the encirclement time and again.

But his injuries grew more severe, and his spiritual power was gradually being exhausted.

Driven into a corner, he could only flee toward the depths of the Secret Realm, into an area that everyone avoided.

It was an area shrouded in thick gray mist.

Within the mist, there were no meteorites, no light, only silence.

That was the Forbidden Zone of the Meteorite Plain.

Legend had it that no Prodigy who entered had ever come out alive; whether they were Divine Bodies or Dao Bodies, their Divine Souls would eventually dissipate, leaving behind only withered bones.

When Quan Yun was forced to the edge of this Forbidden Zone, he had nowhere left to retreat.

Behind him, several Divine Bodies from the Jiang Family and dozens of top Prodigies from various major Orthodoxy had formed an encirclement, surrounding him on all sides.

Every face wore an expression of mockery and greed.

"Quan Yun, you can't escape."

The leading Jiang Family Divine Body looked at him coldly.

"Hand over the Sword Scripture, and we can leave your corpse intact."

Quan Yun stood with his back to the gray mist, his chest heaving, a cold sneer in his heart.

If he handed it over, would they let him go?

Not a chance.

However, one thing shocked him deeply.

The closer he got to this Forbidden Zone, the more obvious the movements of the small tower in his Sea of Consciousness became.

It was a kind of longing, a summons.

From the moment he first entered this Secret Realm, the small tower's goal had always been here.

Perhaps this Forbidden Land, where death was certain, was his only way out.

Quan Yun slowly stood up straight, his gaze sweeping over the greedy faces before him.

He suddenly laughed, his laughter filled with heroism and determination.

He raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the crowd from afar, his voice resonant and spreading all around.

"You want the Sword Scripture?"

"You want the Legacy I carry?"

"Then come and take it with me!"

Having said that, under the stunned gazes of the crowd, Quan Yun steeled his heart and turned, plunging into the deathly gray mist without hesitation.

His figure quickly vanished.

Outside the Forbidden Zone, a large group of Prodigies looked at each other in dismay, and for a moment, no one dared to take a step forward.