Chapter 173: Chapter 164 Flying Sword! The Flying Sword Appears Again!

Song Qingyun let out a low shout.

An eerie light lit up on the long saber, which then turned the edge toward Song Qingyun and hacked down with force!

Song Qingyun's flesh squirmed all over.

One Song Qingyun after another split from her body.

Each of them emitted a sky-high evil aura.

Eight in total!

The eight Song Qingyuns looked around them, their faces showing a disdainful, cold smile.

"It's over," she said as she looked down from above, forming a spell seal with her hands in unison.

The eight copies began to transform.

Each one of them morphed into a grotesque and bizarre form.

"It's done... The Evil God has manifested in the world through her clones," a powerful fighter muttered in a trance.

The dashing head of the Nangong Family, fanning himself, said with a wry smile, "Ladies and gentlemen, at this juncture, are you still observing? Still probing? Isn't it time to take action?"

"It seems we must act now, or else we'll die," a grievous-looking elder said. "To protect our world, let's all go together."

"Yes, all together!" the Nangong Family Head agreed.

The Shangguan Family Head clasped his hands together and shouted loudly,

"Head of the Song Family!"

Following his voice, everyone looked toward Song Yinchen.

Song Yinchen was taken aback slightly, then turned her gaze to the strong fighters.

"Little girl," said the Nangong Family Head with a warm face, "welcome to the pinnacle of the world. Join us in battle."

He shifted his spell seal slightly.

Heavenly Demon·Yaksha ready for battle!

Boom—

An evil spirit, cloaked in a black robe with a beard fluttering in the wind, materialized from the void, staring at Song Yinchen.

The evil spirit exuded wave after wave of rampant dark shadows, which continually transformed into various weapons.

With a solemn look, it spoke in human language,

"It has been a millennium since I last fought side by side with a descendant of the Chaos Spirit Light."

Song Yinchen lightly opened her mouth; words lingered in her chest, unspoken.

As she saw the evil spirit and the strong fighters unleashing powerful techniques, and the mythical Divine Artifacts appearing one after another—

In a daze,

She seemed to see, thousands of years ago, her ancestors coming to this world and joining the heroes to blaze a trail, composing an epic and tear-jerking history for humanity.

She stepped forward involuntarily.

Joining—

this array.

"I'm here," she said softly.

Thirty-five.

Shen Ye finally killed the last one.

All together now.

She stretched out her hand to form a spell seal.

Boom!

Infinite beams of Chaos erupted from her, breaking through the ten directions and shattering every barrier.

The storm!

The seven-colored Spirit Light turned into a storm, blowing away all demons and shattering the dark.

An anomaly suddenly occurred—

A vast voice suddenly descended, echoing in all directions:

"Attention, everyone!"

"There are Nine Evil Gods behind Song Qingyun!"

"All combatants, please be ready. This is a war!"

—The voice of Kunlun!

Since Kunlun could appear here, it proved one thing—

the "Anomaly" had been eliminated!

In mid-air.

A figure quietly appeared.

Shen Ye!

—He's returned from grinding monsters!

Song Yinchen rushed forward, grabbed Shen Ye's hand, and pulled him back.

"Don't take action," she murmured.

"Why?" Shen Ye asked.

"Nangong Family Head, Shangguan Family Head, Qin Family Head, Sun Family Head."

"And the experts from the Three Major Organizations."

"So many people against the Evil God should be enough; you have limited strength, so you must stay safe," Song Yinchen said hurriedly.

Shen Ye glanced surreptitiously at Song Yinchen, who was standing in front of him, nervously observing the situation around them.

The Fire Phoenix appeared again beneath their feet, carrying them away from the battlefield.

"I'll go to the fight first, Brother Shen Ye, be careful," Song Yinchen said as she left the Fire Phoenix and turned to fly toward the battlefield.

The atmosphere grew more and more tense.

The streets of Zhongzhou City below had long been evacuated; not a single living person could be seen anymore.

The great battle was imminent!

Suddenly, Shen Ye sensed something and flicked a ring, pulling out a severed head.

—The head of the Biochemical Avatar.

"What is it?" Shen Ye asked.

"The monkey has brought reinforcements," the head of the Biochemical Avatar said.

Shen Ye was startled, suddenly remembering this matter.

Yes.

He had ordered it to use this code phrase once Kunlun decided on strategy and brought help.

But—

Haven't all the major powers already gathered?

Who else could it be?

In midair, Song Qingyun was surrounded by mighty figures, yet her gaze was fixed on Shen Ye.

Of her eight figures, three were set for defense, while the strongest five were brewing a new technique.

—The technique just now was for the destruction of Zhongzhou City.

Now she aimed to kill Shen Ye directly!

At this moment, something that no one expected happened.

A projectile flew from the sky and instantly passed through Song Qingyun's head, carrying a plume of blood mist, then disappeared as a remnant shadow.

Only after it flew away did someone exclaim in a lost voice:

"Flying Sword!"

Eight ferocious and vast phantoms erupted from the eight Song Qingyuns and were about to flee into the void.

However, the next scene was a magnificent spectacle—

Countless flying swords emerged from the clouds, soared to the firmament, and swooped past like a raging flood.

Sword after sword, dense and numerous, emitted dazzling sword glimmers, making the whole sky and even the earth shine as if it were high noon.

Ten thousand swords—

No, not just ten thousand but millions of flying swords.

The infinite flying swords formed a vast sea of swords, continuously piercing through those shadows trying to escape.

The phantoms struggled in vain, unable to reconstitute their bodies, only to be sliced to extinction by the swords and brought to destruction.

An invisible and silent fluctuation made both the sky and the earth tremble.

Eight phantoms.

Gradually dispersing into the void.

As they vanished, Song Qingyun's figure was once again reduced to a single one.

She simply stood there in midair, her lips tightly pressed together.

"Is this what a true powerhouse is..."

What a pity.

It was truly such a pity.

If Chaos Spirit Light were in her own hands, no one would dare kill her.

Even an unrivaled master like this wouldn't dare!

Her gaze shifted and finally landed on Shen Ye.

"—Kill you!"

Song Qingyun burst out in an angry roar.

She mustered all her strength, her flesh writhed, and she suddenly transformed into a vertical pupil.

This vertical pupil suspended in midair, instantly sweeping its gaze across the whole arena.

"Be careful, it's a wide-ranging pupil skill!"

Someone shouted.

Zhongzhou City.

All the buildings on the surface of the city were suddenly flattened.

Those floating mighty beings, if they did not take defensive measures in time, were hit by an immensely powerful force, their bodies exploding into a shower of blood.

"Open!"

Song Yinchen cried out urgently.

Chaos Spirit Light instantly unfolded behind her, enveloping her and Shen Ye within.

Within this radiance, all outside cries of agony, sounds of collapsing buildings, and eerie wails were completely isolated.

"Brother Shen Ye, my sister is going to die," Song Yinchen said, holding Shen Ye's hand.

When she said this, there was no more sadness, only a sigh.

Shen Ye sighed.

—He couldn't find the words to comfort her.

That woman should have died long ago.

However, before he could say anything, Song Yinchen continued:

"This matter here has ended."

"I will apologize on behalf of the Song Family to the families of those who died at my sister's hands and compensate them."

"Whatever the Song Family should pay, I will not skimp."

"I'm not afraid of anyone—I will cultivate in the Song Family, stay behind closed doors—anyone who provokes me, I'll cripple them."

Song Yinchen's gaze flashed with calmness and composure, not hesitating for a moment when she said "cripple them," as if it were just an ordinary matter.

"You've grown up," Shen Ye praised.

The one favored by Chaos Spirit Light would certainly not be inferior to Song Qingyun.

Perhaps—

This orphan of the Song Family had already completed her transformation.

But in the next second, the indifference on Song Yinchen's face disappeared.

She grasped Shen Ye's hands tightly, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said softly:

"What worries me the most is you."

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"Why? Your sister is already dead," Shen Ye said.

"Something like Chaos Spirit Light will make many hidden evils restive."

"If they can't deal with me, they will target you—they will threaten me with you, coercing me to obey their commands, so they can use Chaos Spirit Light to serve them."

"Don't be threatened by them," Shen Ye said.

"…No, Brother Shen Ye, the only thing in this world I care about is your safety—I would do anything for you."

This was almost a confession.

If time could stop at this second, they might talk more and pour out everything to each other.

But the battle had reached its end.

The edge of the sky.

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Countless flying swords whistled over, sweeping past that vertical pupil, slicing everything into a mist of blood, then into crimson specks, eventually leaving nothing behind.

The swarm of flying swords passed into the distance, like a turbulent undercurrent in the ocean, swiftly flowing far away.

The sky, bright as day, quickly darkened, turning into night.

It was over.

…But in the darkness, an abnormal fluctuation began to spread in all directions.

In a silent expanse.

Chaos Spirit Light gradually dispersed.

The Fire Phoenix carried Song Yinchen and Shen Ye down, landing in front of the palace on the Floating Island.

The place was already crowded with people.

The Five Great Families, Human Martial Arts Group, Zhilie Equipment Research Institute, Eternal Science and Technology Union—experts from all.

Everyone waited until the Fire Phoenix disappeared, turning into a rope gently wrapping around Song Yinchen's arm, then they exchanged glances and together performed a bow:

"We greet the Head of the Song Family!"