Chapter 483: Chapter 481: The Sword Dao Prodigy Who Defies Fate

The spirit ships of Ten Thousand Swords Island thundered deafeningly, causing the surface of the sea below to ripple violently as if struck by lightning.

Figures appeared one after another, wielding swords to the sky, killing intent stretching for ten thousand fathoms!

Awe-inspiring Sword Intent blanketed the heavens and earth as if millions of Sword Immortals marched to war; sword beams crisscrossed in seeming chaos, yet their cold light pierced for tens of thousands of miles, making countless martial artists on the periphery breathless!

"Heavens, they’re really fighting!"

"Hiss, what on earth happened? Wasn’t Ten Thousand Swords Island being targeted by Guanglong Island and Three Gods Island? How do they still dare to make a move?"

"Could it be that Guanglong Island and Three Gods Island have suffered a setback?"

"This is just unbelievable."

...

Everyone, terrified, hurriedly steered their spirit ships to retreat threefold, utterly shocked.

The three islands’ powerhouses all possess Soul-Sealing Spirit Jades for their disciples and martial artists, knowing exactly how many lived or died.

Some had even sent messages.

So Ten Thousand Swords Island was prepared.

They swore to teach Guanglong Island and Three Gods Island a harsh lesson.

But the others did not know the inside story. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Damn it!"

"Retreat!"

"Don’t fight with them, withdraw quickly!"

"Qingxu will be out soon!"

...

Guanglong Island and Three Gods Island chose to retreat.

Especially as two top Divine Firmament Monarchs charged out, their auras plummeting, appearing severely injured so that all were dumbfounded.

"The power structure of the Star Dome Sea is about to change!"

"How did Ten Thousand Swords Island accomplish this?"

"For the two islands to withdraw directly means the supreme elder Qingxu of Ten Thousand Swords Island is not dead..."

...

Qingxu appeared as well.

"Old scoundrel, my Ten Thousand Swords Island swears to destroy your Guanglong Island and Three Gods Island!"

Rumble!

A massive spirit ship was split apart with a single slash.

Boom!

The powerhouses of Guanglong Island and Three Gods Island, regardless of their severe wounds, sacrificed treasures to resist at this moment.

"Cornered enemies must not be pursued!"

At Qingxu’s command, Ten Thousand Swords Island’s martial artists all halted.

"Grand Supreme Elder, how are you?"

The martial artists of Ten Thousand Swords Island surged forward at once.

They watched Qingxu from a distance, recuperating.

His hair and beard were white, appearing immortal and dignified, yet his complexion was pale.

It seemed his wounds had not yet healed!

Having been trapped for so many days and suppressed by three peak experts of the same level, his injuries were imaginable.

"Huh, where’s Zhao Hon?"

Xu Yang suddenly realized he couldn’t see any sign of Zhao Hon. Had he left?

This Zhao Hon, so mysterious and unfathomable, truly unsettling!

A short while later.

Ning Wuyang returned and said, "Xu Yang, come forward."

"The Grand Supreme Elder and Sect Leader wish to meet you."

Xu Yang nodded slightly and followed up onto the spirit ship of Ten Thousand Swords Island.

On the ship, the martial artists whom Xu Yang had saved all wore grateful expressions and solemnly cupped their fists in salute.

Seeing this, the martial artists standing guard outside the cabin promptly followed suit as well.

"Thank you, Mr. Xu, for saving us!"

"No need for such courtesy, everyone."

Xu Yang returned the gesture, walking steadily into the cabin.

Qingxu sat cross-legged on a prayer mat.

At his side was a middle-aged man, features as if chiseled by blade, eyes sharp and vigilant, hidden with edge!

This middle-aged man was clearly the Sect Leader of Ten Thousand Swords Island.

Both of them looked at Xu Yang simultaneously.

"I am Xu Yang, greetings to both seniors."

"I am Ming Yun, Sect Leader of Ten Thousand Swords Island. Many thanks to Mr. Xu for this time!" The middle-aged man nodded slightly.

Qingxu scrutinized Xu Yang with a complicated expression.

A long pause.

Qingxu spoke softly, "Mr. Xu, have you broken with Daqian?"

Xu Yang raised his brows slightly, then replied flatly, "You could not say we’ve broken off. My bloodline, my identity, I cannot change; but being manipulated like a chess piece by Can Sutian, I cannot accept!"

"That is all!"

Qingxu nodded thoughtfully.

"Senior, do you intend to align yourself with Daqian?" Xu Yang countered.

Qingxu and Ming Yun exchanged a glance, and Ming Yun smiled, "That remains to be seen. Our Ten Thousand Swords Island is currently on the verge of storm and rain, we cannot bother with such now."

"Although the Grand Elder was rescued, he is gravely injured; if not, Guanglong Island and Three Gods Island wouldn’t have been allowed to leave just now. If we truly fought desperately, Ten Thousand Swords Island would suffer grievous casualties, and another would reap the fisherman’s profit!"

So that’s how it is!

Xu Yang nodded secretly.

"May I ask where Mr. Zhao Hon has gone?" Xu Yang asked curiously.

"He hasn’t left; he has some matters to attend to. He’ll be heading to Ten Thousand Swords Island soon, and you’ll meet again then." A nameless light flashed through Qingxu’s eyes.

Ming Yun followed, "Mr. Xu, please rest for now. Once we arrive at Ten Thousand Swords Island, you will be treated with the utmost care!"

Xu Yang cupped his fists, slowly departing from the cabin.

This brief meeting left him rather surprised.

The attitudes of this Grand Supreme and Sect Leader seemed quite gentle.

"How did it go?"

Ning Wuyang approached and asked quietly.

"Just a simple introduction," Xu Yang replied.

"No hurry. Once we return to Ten Thousand Swords Island, I’ll bring it up to the Sect Leader!" No matter what it was, Ning Wuyang naturally hoped Xu Yang would obtain it.

Can Sutian has no sons, and his only daughter is still in Daqian!

In terms of status, no one is more qualified than Xu Yang!

Xu Yang nodded slightly.

At this moment, a voice transmission suddenly rang in his ears.

"Boy, this old man plans to go into seclusion first, and won’t accompany you further. When you reach Ten Thousand Swords Island, you won’t be in any danger."

"Later, I’ll take your keepsake to the War King Family. See you if we have the chance."

It was none other than Sovereign Burial!

Sovereign Burial did not show himself. Once he came out, he slipped away quietly.

Xu Yang glanced outside the ship but couldn’t spot Sovereign Burial. The message left behind showed he had already gone.

Xu Yang could also guess at his intentions.

Guanglong Island and Three Gods Island didn’t know he’d intervened.

If he appeared, they would surely know!

Although the two islands suffered heavy losses, strong ones remained.

If Sovereign Burial exposed himself and got targeted, it’d be no small trouble.

The spirit ship shot swiftly ahead.

A half day later.

They returned to Ten Thousand Swords Island!

The losses for Ten Thousand Swords Island were actually greater than those of the other two islands.

Upon arrival, Xu Yang didn’t see Ming Yun or Qingxu again.

The many martial artists hurried about, their faces solemn.

Xu Yang was settled first by Ning Wuyang.

The spiritual source he obtained from the secret realm was not yet fully refined—just perfect for cultivation now.

He estimated that once absorbed completely, his cultivation would approach the True Monarch Middle Realm, and his spiritual marks would reach at least three feet in length.

Though it sounded exaggerated, this opportunity was enough to make even the top geniuses of the seven great sects howl and break their legs in regret!

Three days later.

Ning Wuyang brought a young man into the courtyard.

"A direct descendant of the first Emperor of Daqian."

"Ning Wuyang says your strength far surpasses his, but I find it hard to believe!"

The young man fixed a direct and unreserved stare on Xu Yang as he spoke.

Xu Yang frowned slightly, casting a sidelong glance at Ning Wuyang—what was this about?

Ning Wuyang looked helpless, secretly sending a message: "His name is Wu Long, formerly the greatest talent of Ten Thousand Swords Island. After I came, he was suppressed, but only by a bit."

"His strength is considerable, and his Sword Dao talent is shocking!"

"I also sense some intent from the Sect Leader and Grand Supreme behind this!"

Xu Yang’s heart stirred.

But his expression didn’t change as he looked at the youth and asked, "And what do you want?"

The youth’s gaze was sharp as an unsheathed divine sword: "A spar!"

"Let’s fight!"

"Here?"

The young man was startled, then shook his head, "If we fight, the commotion won’t be small; better to go to the martial arena."

Xu Yang said indifferently, "No need, there won’t be much noise."