Chapter 427 Ancient Words

Raising the Heavenly Sword high, Jian Wufeng prepared to deliver the final blow to Fang Yue.

But just then, he suddenly sensed a change in Fang Yue.

It was a rapid and extremely intense change.

Jian Wufeng couldn't pinpoint what this change was, but in his long years, the intuition that had saved his life countless times urged him to kill Fang Yue immediately! Otherwise, something very bad, very bad, was bound to happen!

So, Jian Wufeng moved!

He unleashed this final strike with even greater force than the previous two!

Buzz!!

The illusory dragon shadow on the Heavenly Sword almost materialized, falling like a guillotine!

This strike should have cleaved Fang Yue in two, killing him completely.

But from the moment half a jet-black wing suddenly burst out from Fang Yue's back, everything that 'should have been' vanished into nothingness!

Jian Wufeng's Heavenly Sword stopped.

It stopped in mid-air, held firmly between a person's index and ring fingers, unable to descend even half an inch!

"How... is this possible?!"

Jian Wufeng's eyes widened in shock, his face filled with disbelief.

Because the one holding his Heavenly Sword with two fingers was none other than Fang Yue, who should have been waiting for death on the ground!

And if one looked closely now, they could see dense, tiny tadpole-like characters floating around Fang Yue's fingers, seemingly real yet illusory, rising and falling.

In that instant, he completely lost his ability to judge Fang Yue's strength.

Fang Yue at that moment was like a bottomless pit, unfathomable!

"Just what... what are you?!"

Jian Wufeng's lips trembled as he tried to say something, but his body seemed to be out of his control, as he suddenly pulled the sword from between those two fingers and slashed at Fang Yue once more!

Heavenly Sword backlash!

It's controlling my body!

Jian Wufeng felt a thump in his heart, immediately understanding what was happening.

But he had to admit, he had a momentary thought of going along with it.

His strike couldn't break free from Fang Yue's fingertips, but the Heavenly Sword controlling his body could, and that in itself was telling.

He wanted to... use the Heavenly Sword's power to probe Fang Yue's depths!

He had to admit, the surprises Fang Yue had brought him since the beginning of the fight came one after another.

But it ended here.

Because the Heavenly Sword... was invincible!

To this day, all the powerful enemies he had encountered had been killed by the Heavenly Sword! And he was just a vessel for the Heavenly Sword! Even the Heavenly Sword Sect was the Heavenly Sword's Heavenly Sword Sect! The successive Sect Leaders were all just vessels for the Heavenly Sword!

And the next vessel was... Tian Ruichi!

"Invincible Heavenly Sword, show your divine might!!"

Jian Wufeng shouted excitedly in his heart, even though it was his body holding the sword and making the movements, the expression on his face was like that of a devout believer praying to a god, rather than someone in a dangerous battle.

However, what Jian Wufeng didn't expect was.

The god he placed his hopes on.

The great and invincible Lord Heavenly Sword, did not succeed with the strike his body made.

Because this strike... was too slow!

Slow, slow, slow! Slower and slower!

It was as if the flow of time itself had slowed down at this moment!

Jian Wufeng's consciousness was still clear and awake.

The power brought by the Heavenly Sword controlling his body, the strength in his hands, the sword intent of the final strike, were all without any adulteration.

Only the speed had slowed down, slower and slower!

Even the Heavenly Sword suddenly released its control over his body, returning to its sword form!

"What... is... go... ing... on..."

After a brief moment of confusion, Jian Wufeng couldn't help but speak.

But the sounds coming from his mouth became drawn out, fragmented, as if played back at ten times the slow speed.

Such a bizarre situation, one that even he had fallen victim to, made Jian Wufeng feel panic for the first time since his confrontation with Fang Yue.

Could it be that there was a passing Yu-level (Rain-level) guiyi (strange creature) nearby?! And its ability had already been activated, and I was trapped within?!

Yu-level (Rain-level) martial artists were, on the surface, beings above all other martial artists in the Qing Kingdom.

They were also at the top of the Qing Kingdom's martial arts strength pyramid, enjoying the treatment of people above others.

However, this was only in relation to human society, the martial arts class.

When facing the guiyi (strange creatures) in the wild, they were treated equally.

Yu-level (Rain-level) martial artists would also have a hard time if they encountered Yu-level (Rain-level) guiyi (strange creatures) outside.

After all, guiyi (strange creatures) were generally several times stronger than humans at the same level!

If they encountered Mo-level (Demon-level) guiyi (strange creatures) or Chaotuo-level (Transcendent-level) guiyi (strange creatures), the Yu-level (Rain-level) martial artists would also fall in minutes.

Therefore, the wilderness was also a dangerous place for Yu-level (Rain-level) martial artists.

It was just relatively safer than for the common people.

But now, Jian Wufeng had suddenly fallen into some kind of special guiyi (strange creature) ability, and even a Yu-level (Rain-level) martial artist like him had been affected, so he had to consider whether the other party was a terrifying existence that was too powerful for him to deal with!

However, just as Jian Wufeng was panicking, in his world of completely slowed-down movements, Fang Yue, who should have been a dead man under his sword, naturally, smoothly, and without any impact, raised his head and looked directly into his eyes.

Jian Wufeng's pupils 'slowly' contracted, his eyes filled with shock.

Could it be...

"Explode."

【Explode!!】

The illusory and distorted ancient words briefly appeared out of thin air, and in the next instant...

Boom!!!

A violent explosion erupted with him as the center.

Jian Wufeng's body flew out, crashing through more than a dozen large trees in a row, and also dragging a long gully on the ground before finally stopping.

But compared to Fang Yue's previous state, Jian Wufeng's current appearance was a bit miserable.

He was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, and he was in a sorry state.

But Jian Wufeng still held the Heavenly Sword in his hand, still had the will to fight!

His eyes were fixed on the front, where a figure with a single black wing was floating up and diving towards him!

"Speed!"

【Speed! Whoosh whoosh!】

"Strength!"

【Strength!! Heh heh!】

"Guile!"

【Guile! More, more!!】

"Bind!"

【Bind bind bind!! Your death star is shining!!】

"Weakness!"

【Weakness weakness weakness!! Today you will die of weakness! Ho ho ho!】

As Fang Yue swooped down, a large number of illusory twisted characters quickly appeared on his body, and then disappeared immediately after a brief appearance.

And at the moment the characters disappeared, Fang Yue's power increased by another point!

Like stacking buffs, in a short while, Fang Yue had stacked a large pile of ancient word power, and his strength skyrocketed.

From the moment he borrowed power from the parchment, Fang Yue already had the power of a Yu-level (Rain-level).

And the blessing of stacking ancient words was a further step on this basis!

In the past, the parchment could only do limited ancient word blessings.

But after so many 'upgrades', the parchment's power had risen to a higher level, and along with it, Fang Yue's strength ceiling had also been raised a lot at once.