King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 155: Chapter 113: Fierce Battle at the South Heavenly Gate: Shi Feiyang’s Iron-Blooded Rampage

In the dimly lit room, a stone coffin lay quietly, its surface intricately carved with patterns, each line seemingly telling ancient secrets, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

Shi Feiyang and the group of heroes stared at the stone coffin, an indescribable tension rising in their hearts.

After a moment of contemplation, Shi Feiyang lowered his voice and said steadily, ”It seems we have found our destination.”

The group watched the stone coffin and the mysterious shadow with bated breath, not daring to make a sound.

An unknown adventure was about to commence in front of this stone coffin.

Shi Feiyang slowly approached the stone coffin, each step taken with extraordinary resolve, although his steps seemed to bear a heavy burden, his eyes shone with fearless light. He reached out his hand, gently caressing the intricate patterns on the coffin, as if conversing with times long past.

The heroes gripped their weapons tightly, warily scanning their surroundings, their eyes filled with caution, fearing any unexpected incidents.

Their expressions were unusually solemn, knowing that the next actions would determine their survival.

Suddenly, a faint glow flickered across the surface of the stone coffin, followed by a powerful aura emanating from within, causing the entire room to tremble. The mysterious shadow beside the coffin appeared to be anticipating a specific moment.

Shi Feiyang took a deep breath, a resolute glint flashed in his eyes, realizing the moment had finally arrived.

Without hesitation, he forcefully pushed the lid of the coffin open, a powerful gust erupted, mixed with a suffocating stench.

Frowning slightly, Shi Feiyang swiftly turned to his companions and shouted, ”Everyone, cover your mouths and noses, and step back a few paces!”

Everyone hurriedly followed his instructions, stepping back and covering their mouths and noses.

Inside the stone coffin lay a withered corpse, eyes tightly shut, face distorted, as if narrating the agony and despair of its life.

However, in the corner of the coffin, a glowing jade pendant caught everyone’s attention.

Shi Feiyang retrieved seven keys from a deerskin pouch at his waist: a jade pendant, necklace, bracelet, sheepskin scroll, token, and circular ring, placing them one by one beside the jade pendant near the corpse. Instantly, strange symbols emerged on the sheepskin scroll, emitting a faint glow.

Shi Feiyang’s heart stirred, seemingly understanding something, and he murmured, ”This is the passage to the Ancient Curse Space. Ordinary people seeing the jade pendant by the coffin would greedily pick it up, only to meet poisonous death, be blasted to pieces, or be blinded by the light. In any case, none would end well.”

The heroes couldn’t hide their excitement; this jade pendant would uncover a forgotten history, leading them on an unprecedented adventure. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room became tense again. The heroes felt a chill, shivering with fear.

A mysterious shadow by the coffin started stirring restlessly, showing great interest in the supernatural keys. Its eyes gleamed with eerie green light, fixed on Shi Feiyang, seemingly ready to attack at any moment.

However, Shi Feiyang possessed the supreme bloodline of the Sunflower Saintess and the protection of the Divine Dragon Pagoda. Though the shadow harbored intentions of an assault, it seemed hesitant, fearing the spiritual aura emanating from Shi Feiyang.

”Everyone, be careful!” Shi Feiyang warned softly, his voice firm and decisive, unconsciously tilting his body slightly forward, attempting to shield his followers from more danger.

The heroes heard his words and quickly assumed battle stances to face the imminent challenge.

At that moment, a shadow suddenly lunged at Shi Feiyang.

Its speed was like black lightning, reaching him in the blink of an eye, its sharp sword aimed straight at Shi Feiyang’s throat.

Shi Feiyang’s gaze sharpened, without a trace of fear, his figure agile like a swallow, skillfully evading the shadow’s attack, swiftly counterattacking, delivering a decisive palm strike at the shadow. Immediately, he executed a move from the Tathagata Divine Palm, ”Auspicious Light Emerges,” the palm’s force like a blade, majestic and powerful, surpassing any sharp sword, engaging in a fierce battle with the shadow.

A thrilling confrontation unfolded.

The shadow wielded its long sword, its sword light like a rainbow, with an aggressive assault.

Shi Feiyang, using his palm as a blade, moved with fluid technique, overflowing with spiritual energy, his palm techniques elusive and unpredictable.

As the battle intensified, suddenly, Shi Feiyang seized an opportunity, shouting loudly, and delivered a full-force palm strike against the shadow.

Ah! The shadow let out a wretched scream, transforming into a wisp of black smoke, dissipating into nothingness.

The corpse within the stone coffin and the keys turned to dust, revealing an entrance to a mysterious space beneath.

Brandishing his blade, Shi Feiyang unhesitatingly leapt into the coffin, advancing along the underground passage, relying on eyes that could perceive everything in the darkness, bravely exploring forward.

As he walked, he called back to his companions, ”Stay close to me, and watch your step!”

Xie Wen, Xiang Kun, Jin Liufu, Liu Tingting, and Gong Simeng closely followed, wielding their swords and blades tightly.

Meanwhile, Lie Quan led the disciples of the Heroic Sakura Association, bearing torches, riding horses into the mountain, silently surrounding Xingchan Temple from all directions.

Shi Feiyang and his group passed through a short underground passage, arriving in a narrow valley, then along the gorge, discovered a hidden cave obscured by dense vegetation. Without intimate knowledge of the terrain, this cave would be nearly impossible to find.

Shi Feiyang said in a deep voice, ”This should be the place where the leaders of the various Shandong Martial Arts sects are held.” The heroes heard his words; their expressions grew more serious, cautiously following Shi Feiyang into the cave.

Suddenly, a swishing sound echoed in the cave, arrows poured down like rain.

”Everyone be careful!” Shi Feiyang shouted, swiftly deflecting the arrows while quickly analyzing the direction and density of the rain of arrows, trying to find a way for the heroes to evade them. Arrows flew in heaps as the heroes, with nimble hands, struck down the arrows one by one.

However, the barrage of arrows seemed endless and overwhelming, the atmosphere inside the cave becoming tense and oppressive.

Shi Feiyang’s gaze sharpened, quickly scanning his surroundings, attempting to locate the source of the arrows.

Seeing the walls of the cave, he noticed many tiny holes; the arrows were shot from these holes. His heart skipped a beat, immediately shouting, ”Everyone be aware, the arrows are coming from the holes on the cave walls! Be cautious and conserve your strength!”

The heroes, upon hearing this, focused on the holes on the rock walls and struck down the arrows with their swords.

However, the rain of arrows grew more intense, and the group gradually began to feel overwhelmed.

Just then, Shi Feiyang’s figure suddenly flashed, darting ghostlike toward the rock wall. His hands moved like lightning, rapidly striking the wall, each finger precisely hitting a hole. With his actions, the arrow rain gradually thinned, and finally ceased completely.

Seeing this, the group breathed a collective sigh of relief, casting looks of admiration at Shi Feiyang. Retracting his hands, Shi Feiyang said with a solemn expression, ”These arrows are coated with deadly poison; we must be even more cautious. Everyone check if anyone is injured.”

After confirming everyone was unharmed, Shi Feiyang led them onward, inwardly determined to lead everyone safely through this mission to rescue the captive Sect Leaders. Passing through the cave lay Black Wind Stronghold.