Supreme Sword Exalt

Chapter 252 - Friend? You Think You’re Worthy?

Outside, everyone didn’t know what to do. The complete manifestation of the Profound Pill Pavilion, coupled with the layer of strange, light mist, had rendered their prior experience nearly useless.

They inevitably grew tense after seeing that the Profound Pill Pavilion was about to disappear. Would it ever reappear? More importantly, what exactly had those people inside managed to obtain?

As the light mist swirled faster and faster, everyone could vaguely make out the connected stretch of palaces and the towering, majestic pill tower behind them. Of course, they couldn’t see any details at all.

However, Ah Sha was different. She could see the scene within the plaza quite clearly, as if the mist never existed.

At this moment, she happened to see Murong Yan and the other person chasing after them into the plaza. “Elder Sister Murong!”

Zuo Yang was stunned. “They’re coming out?”

That was when Ah Sha concernedly dashed toward the entrance, crying out, “Young Master!”

Everyone’s gazes fell upon her. Hmm? Could this little girl see what’s happening inside?

Zuo Yang went to stop her. “Ah Sha, don’t go over there yet, they’ll be out soon—”

In the next moment, a clear, resonant dragon’s cry pierced through the mist, reaching everyone’s ears. Everyone recognized the sound immediately.

Zuo Yang’s expression shifted slightly. “Oh no! Junior Brother!”

Gu Tian also lifted his head, staring at the patch of light mist.

The crowd was thrown into doubt and uncertainty.

“Damn it!”

“Reckless fool!”

“How dare he use Saint realm power, he’s practically asking for death!”

“What the hell is happening out there?!”

No one knew better than them the consequences of using Saint Realm power inside. Only Luan Ping had a strange look on his face. He didn’t even have to question whether Gu Han was fighting someone inside. Hopefully, the opponent was Chu Kuang.

Just then, one of Qi Jun’s guardians flickered and landed beside Ah Sha. “Little girl, what can you see?! How is our Holy Son?!”

Not only did she harbor no goodwill toward these guardians, she was preoccupied with Gu Han’s safety. Ignoring them, she continued running toward the entrance.

“I’m asking you a question!” Coldly, the man unleashed his third-stage Transcendent realm cultivation and reached out toward her. “Ungrateful little wench!”

Zuo Yang immediately drew his boning knife, while Gu Tian’s demonic qi surged as they both charged at the man.

“Ah Sha!”

“Kill!”

The man laughed coldly. “You call yourself guardians?! Too weak! Let me teach you a lesson for provoking our Holy Son!”

The humiliation Qi Jun suffered reflected poorly on the guardians. Hence, when the guardians saw a chance to avenge it, they seized it immediately. At the very least, if not to kill them, then to make them suffer greatly.

In an instant, Gu Tian and Zuo Yang were sent stumbling backward. The guardian was also somewhat worse for wear. A black palm print marred his left shoulder, while his right hand bled from a knife wound.

His face turned sour. “Damn it!”

One was in the Heavenly Tribulation realm, and the other was in the Earthly Tribulation realm. He had been injured by the so-called weaklings. Naturally, it filled him with shame and anger.

Consumed by rage, he shifted to Ah Sha, flickering before her. “Stop right there! Did I say you could leave?!”

Meanwhile, Ah Sha had already seen Gu Han’s miserable state. She was filled with anxiety, and she wished she could teleport to his side instantly.

Now, being blocked by someone, she lost it. “Young Master... Young Master... Get out of my way!”

The man was full of menace. “Indeed, if the master is arrogant, even a little girl dares to speak to me like—”

Ah Sha abruptly cut him off. “Get out of my way.”

Her eyes blazed intensely, staring fixedly at the person blocking her path, wishing she could tear him into pieces.

The man felt his blood and qi churn violently. Even the Transcendent substance hidden within him seemed on the verge of bursting forth. He was filled with terror. How is this even possible?! Her cultivation level is pathetically low! But those eyes... Why are they so terrifying?!

Instinctively, he flicked his sleeve, and a powerful attack descended upon Ah Sha.

Zuo Yang and Gu Tian immediately tried to rush over and stop him!

”How dare you!”

“Kill!”

Suddenly, another figure flashed past and blocked them—it was another of Qi Jun’s guardians, at the fifth-stage Transcendent realm.

Ah Sha seemed oblivious to the incoming attack. The light in her eyes grew intense, dissolving over ninety percent of the powerful strike. However, even with less power remaining, it was still enough to send her flying. She fell to the ground and immediately lost consciousness.

A huge follower of Di Kan was full of sarcasm. “Impressive, truly impressive. A dignified Transcendent realm expert, striking a little girl so savagely. The Yuhua Holy Land, is it? Might as well call your Holy Master over while you’re at it.”

Elder Li was displeased. “This is indeed too much! Like master, like servant. Hmph, it’s not surprising!”

Like that huge follower, he understood that surviving a Transcendent realm strike meant Ah Sha was definitely not as simple as she seemed. Still, seeing someone bully a little girl like this, he couldn’t help but throw out a few sarcastic remarks.

The man was burning with shame and anger. He hadn’t intended to strike so heavily. What would people think? Doing so in front of so many was disgraceful, and he couldn’t bear the shame. Ah Sha’s unexpected ferocity forced his hand.

Zuo Yang’s dominant hand trembled. “Damn it!”

For the first time in his life, he felt such intense rage. Gu Han had entrusted Ah Sha to his care. How was Zuo Yang supposed to explain this to him later?

Gu Tian’s demonic qi intensified by nearly double, spreading toward his opponent. “Kill!”

The man’s heart leaped. “What is this?!”

His cultivation level, refined essence, blood, and divine sense all showed signs of being assimilated by the demonic qi. Coupled with Zuo Yang’s elusive, ghost-like blade lights, the man was at their complete mercy.

At that moment, a bizarre change occurred. The swirling mist seemed to have reached its critical point. With a flash of dazzling light, the pavilion vanished before everyone’s eyes.

***

Gu Han had no idea what had happened outside. Even though he survived the time power, he didn’t have long to live. His body was decayed and ruined, and the effects of the Blood Spirit Art had already faded. Chu Kuang didn’t fare any better, having burned through his soul power. The two unparalleled heavenly prides had been reduced to feeble old men, as if a gust of wind could blow them over.

A hint of madness gleamed in Chu Kuang’s eyes. “There, are you satisfied?”

Gu Han stared at him. “No, I haven’t killed you yet!”

Chu Kuang grinned mockingly. “Do you even have the strength left to lift your sword now—”

Gu Han did just that. Spirit light flickered on the blade, making it tremble slightly.

Chu Kuang was full of disbelief. “That’s impossible! How can you still have any strength left?!”

Unbeknownst to him, Gu Han’s meridians seemed to transcend everything, even the time power. Thus, his cultivation was preserved.

Just as the sword was about to descend, the layer of light mist vanished along with everything else, and perhaps for good.

Almost immediately, several guardians from the Myriad Transformations Holy Land spotted Chu Kuang. They were filled with shock and fury.

“Holy Son!”

Chu Kuang was stunned for a moment. “Quick, help me!”

He stumbled backward, a fierce determination to survive rising in his eyes.

Luan Ping bellowed in rage, “How dare you!”

Among them, his cultivation was the highest, and he was the first to charge toward Chu Kuang.

Chu Kuang laughed as he retreated. “Gu Han, you didn’t expect this, did you? I get to live!”

In his calculations, it’d take two breaths for Luan Ping to rush over at full speed. With all his remaining methods, Chu Kuang was confident he could hold Gu Han off for that long.

Gu Han wordlessly unleashed a red sword light toward him.

Chu Kuang desperately resisted it, his soul power burning rate increasing over tenfold. Two breaths! Just two breaths!

His determination to survive made him throw all caution to the wind. He successfully held on for two breaths!

Joy of surviving a disaster filled him. “I live! I might as well tell you that with my remaining soul power, I’ve already formed a seed for the Supreme Stage. I will definitely reach the Supreme Stage! As long as I find another spirit herb to extend my life, I will still be the heavenly pride, and you will die without a burial place! When that time comes—”

He couldn’t finish because Gu Han’s sword had pierced him.

Chu Kuang was stunned for a moment. Hadn’t two breaths already passed?

He turned his head with difficulty. “No... That’s Impossible...”

Luan Ping was still some distance away from him, shouting angrily, “Release the Holy Son!”

At that moment, Chu Kuang finally understood that he had been set up. He stared at the sword, his fate dawning on him. In the instant before death, he calmed down.

For once, instead of resenting Luan Ping, Chu Kuang gazed seriously at Gu Han. “If that day, I hadn’t wanted you to be my subordinate, but instead my friend, would you have—”

The killing intent within the sword erupted, annihilating his remaining life force.

“Friend? You think you’re worthy?”