CHAPTER 430: CHAPTER 430: MEETING THE SAINT AGAIN

"It’s truly ridiculous. We’ve been enslaved by an outsider for more than fifty years."

Xu Juan’s expression showed a hint of self-mockery, her hatred for the Saint reaching its peak.

Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!

Suddenly, in the air, there appeared a series of cold flashes as throat-piercing arrows shot out from the stone walls. At the tip of each arrow was a silver hanging hook, glimmering with purple light.

"Quick, run!!"

Chu Ming shouted to Xu Juan and Liu Xuan. The Star Trace Sword instantly unsheathed from his Storage Ring. He leaped backward, forming a circular Sword Curtain in front of him, with flowing light reversing around it.

Bang, bang, bang...

The throat-piercing arrows struck the Sword Curtain, causing ripples to spread. Each ripple expanded continuously, with each arrow’s impact equivalent to a full-strength strike from a Guiyuan Realm Fifth Layer martial artist. Such a dense attack was difficult for even Chu Ming to withstand.

Whizz!

Fortunately, the section where the throat-piercing arrows were fired was not long, only about fifty meters. Within two or three breaths, the three of them had passed through it.

Phew!

"It seems there are many traps here!"

Chu Ming realized he had been careless. After the encounter with the Fire Blood Qilin Beast, he had withdrawn his Spiritual Sense. If he had kept it out, the situation wouldn’t have been so dangerous.

"Let’s keep moving forward."

This time, Chu Ming’s soul power extended into threads, probing deep into the tunnel, scanning everything within two hundred meters.

After walking another three hundred meters, they encountered a fork in the path, with no end in sight to either route.

Chu Ming frowned. Even with his soul power, he couldn’t discern any difference between the two paths.

"Let’s take this one!"

Chu Ming pointed to the left fork and spoke to Xu Juan and Liu Xuan. Naturally, they had no objections; Chu Ming was their pillar of support now.

Xu Juan’s injuries gradually healed, and her complexion returned to a healthier shade. Chu Ming took out a Healing Elixir from his Storage Ring for her, which sped up their progress considerably.

After about half an hour, within Chu Ming’s soul power range, a gaunt figure appeared ahead of them, moving cautiously forward.

"I found the Saint!"

Chu Ming said to Liu Xuan and Xu Juan. The emaciated figure must be the Saint.

"Where is he?"

Liu Xuan asked, followed by Xu Juan’s concern, "With just the three of us, we might not be his match. Should we retreat and take the other path?"

On their journey, Chu Ming hadn’t shown too much of his strength. In Xu Juan’s mind, although Chu Ming was slightly stronger than her and Liu Xuan, he wasn’t much stronger, and no match for the Saint.

"No worries. I also want to see what schemes he has planned."

Chu Ming spoke calmly, and hearing this, Xu Juan and Liu Xuan didn’t press the issue further.

At this moment, the three of them had entered the range of the Saint’s soul power. The Saint’s eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"I didn’t expect you three to survive?"

A sinister voice suddenly rang out, startling Xu Juan and Liu Xuan, though Chu Ming’s expression remained calm. From the shadows before them, a gaunt figure slowly emerged, face withered.

"I’m curious, what was your purpose in luring the four Saint Envoys into this tunnel?"

Chu Ming gazed deeply at the Saint, spiritual power surging within him as he prepared for an attack.

"My purpose? Let me show you now!"

The Saint sneered, a black Long Saber flashing into his hand, his entire body turning into a streak of light, slashing horizontally at Chu Ming, the air splitting under the force.

Screech!

The Star Trace Sword unsheathed, a red and gold sword light weaving together, aimed directly at the incoming blade.

Slaughter Sword Intent, burst forth!

Immortal Sword Intent, burst forth!

Clang, clang...

Sparks flew from the clash of sword and saber, resembling a rain of fire scattering. The Saint shuddered slightly, forced to retreat three steps, while Chu Ming also took three to four steps back.

"I didn’t expect you to be an outsider too?"

The Saint narrowed his eyes, whispering to himself.

"There are many things you can’t anticipate!"

Chu Ming spoke calmly, stepping forward, his white robe fluttering, black hair standing on end. His right hand raised the Star Trace Sword above his head, a faint, void-like sword light bursting forth, targeting the Saint.

"So what if you’re an outsider? In the end, you will still die by my hand!"

The Saint’s expression turned cold, his right hand holding the black Long Saber in front of his chest. Light-speed saber auras burst forth, slicing through the air, which was pushed back by the imposing force of the sword light and saber aura.

Ping, ping, ping...

Sword light and saber auras collided, intertwining and shifting, leaving dense marks on the ground from the shockwaves.

By now, Liu Xuan and Xu Juan had been forced back a hundred meters, standing in the distance, watching the duel in shock.

Boom!

"Thunder Water Dragon Annihilation!"

The Star Trace Sword in Chu Ming’s right hand swung a seemingly ordinary strike, leaving the Saint struggling to defend. Chu Ming’s left hand clenched tightly, blue electric light violently flaring on his left fist.

Boom!

"Pff..."

The black Long Saber in the Saint’s hand was knocked aside in an instant. Chu Ming’s ferocious punch, like a roaring blue dragon, drove straight into the Saint’s chest, causing him to vomit blood.

The Saint’s face turned pale. Chu Ming’s Sword Dao cultivation was profound, but his Body Refining combat power was that of a Guiyuan Realm Sixth Layer. If the Saint’s physical body wasn’t strong, Chu Ming’s punch would have killed him.

Whizz!

With his eyes flickering, the Saint lightly touched the ground with his feet. His gaunt figure turned into a floating leaf, flying away into the distance; the situation was extremely unfavorable for him.

"Think you can escape?"

Chu Ming’s lips curled into a cold smile, the Star Trace Sword forming a terrifying Sword Light Cage in front of him. Like a giant spider web, the air was instantly repelled, enveloping the Saint.

The Saint’s face showed panic but quickly calmed down. Stretching out his withered right hand, a white light flashed, radiating a corrosive force.

"Bone-Transforming Palm!"

Boom!

The Bone-Transforming Palm, the only Earth Level Middle Tier martial technique in the Holy Alliance Martial Arts Pavilion, was extremely vicious, turning anyone who faced it into pus. Even though the Saint had only mastered it partially, it was still formidable.

Ping, ping, ping...

The Sword Light Cage and white palm seal collided, dissolving each other, slowly transforming into pure spiritual power.

"Red Lotus Rain!"

Chu Ming’s expression unchanged, a gust of wind blew past him, a domineering red light following the Sword Light Cage, slashing towards the Saint. The air stirred with billowing gray currents.

"Ghost Cry Saber!"

The Saint stepped back, black energy spreading on his saber blade, and his figure turned into a phantom, attacking Chu Ming from all directions. Although the Saint’s sword technique was formidable, to Chu Ming, it appeared crude and unrefined.

Hooo, hoo...

The attack sounded like the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves, a black Sword Aura transforming into the Shadow of the Lone Wolf, clawing at the ground and lunging savagely towards Chu Ming.