Chapter 172: Chapter 120: When the Plot Unfolds—Betrayal and Counterattack (Part 3)

"Even if you don’t think about the disciples, consider your lovely daughter; she’s still so young, it would be a pity if she died like this."

"Stop wasting words. Leave these two women to me. The older one is quite charming, and the younger one is full of spiritual energy. Their blood should taste quite good."

Shusun Xiao snorted coldly, his gaze like a blade sweeping across Sima Rou and Han Xiaoru, revealing his wild demeanor...

Suddenly, his figure moved, raising a storm on flat ground. The Martial Hall was filled with flying sand and stones, a whirlwind rising, directly attacking Sima Rou.

"Attack!" At the same time, Gao Yue shouted sharply.

Starlight emerged from his body, streams of light fell from the sky, and his figure had already expanded considerably.

As the sword momentum moved, an exceptionally sharp and extremely heavy sword light appeared, its eerie blue shocking to behold.

A sword thrust out.

Before him, the phantom of the Greed Wolf seemed almost tangible...

Where the sword light pointed, fake mountains, flower trees, stone benches, and stone tables all shattered into dust.

"Sword Gang Stream?"

Although Han Wushang claimed not to contest with others, it was only because no one had truly angered him.

Normally, he was quite kind-hearted; even if someone insulted him face to face, he remained indifferent.

Thus, some called him Wood Han or Stone Han.

They all viewed him as an honest man.

However, most had never seen him angry.

Now, this man who never contests was trembling with rage.

The opponent not only colluded with the Hu People to seize the Primordial Golden Body Technique but also practiced the forbidden "Sword Gang Stream" of the Primordial Sect. Looking at Gao Yue’s shimmering silver appearance, it was evident he’d reached the Silver Body Realm.

The Primordial Golden Body Technique, coupled with Seven Stars Swordsmanship, not only doubled a person’s strength but also greatly enhanced their killing power.

Of course, it’s not just about benefits; if it were, the Primordial Sect wouldn’t be in its current fragmented state.

The problem is that this cultivation technique, when practiced, attracts external demons and changes one’s disposition.

It not only turns people into neither humans nor ghosts but also leads them astray...

Given that Gao Yue practiced "Sword Gang Stream," it’s no surprise he engaged in such actions.

Thus, Han Wushang didn’t want to say a word, only focusing his Qi and striking a punch.

His body shone with silver brilliance, blinding like a small sun appearing in place.

Blood burned like fire, and a punch was unleashed.

Smack...

The nourishing sword light from Gao Yue collided with the shadow of the punch...

Air rippled outward in waves, the ground rolled and cracked.

Everyone around quickly dodged.

At this point, there were few left in the courtyard; with Innate experts fighting, within dozens of yards, getting too close meant injury or death.

Watching the spectacle had become a lethal endeavor.

Han Wushang’s punch dispersed Gao Yue’s Seven Stars Shaking Light Sword, his heart sinking slightly.

He realized that his Primordial Golden Body Technique couldn’t entirely fend off the sword intent’s impact.

His fist was already slashed open with a bone-deep cut.

Moreover, a chilling power pierced straight through his blood and flesh, into his internal organs.

He took a deep breath, a layer of golden light forming on his face, ready to strike again.

The Primordial Golden Body Technique was unrivaled at the same level, known in the Qi Blood Body Refining path as unparalleled under the heavens; it wasn’t easily defeated.

Even if Gao Yue had reached the Innate level and practiced Sword Gang Stream, he couldn’t withstand the punch.

The impact behind him resounded once more.

A starry silver light flickered, heavily striking his back.

Spurt...

Han Wushang spat out a mouthful of blood, his figure stumbling forward, his black face turning ashen white.

"Sword Gang Stream..."

He turned to see his closely favored third disciple, Gu Chen, also shining with starry silver light, striking his back with a sword.

Although this strike didn’t reach the Innate level...

Yet the attack, merging star power and Qi blood strength, was overwhelmingly strong.

This sword from behind was too secretive and treacherous, catching him off guard while clashing fiercely with Gao Yue, piercing three inches deep, stabbing through his heart.

"Wood..."

"Father..."

"Master..."

Cries of agony rang out around him.

Sima Rou, her figure like mist, had just risen when she was swept up by the Gale Blade Technique, "Stay here."

Taking a single blade hit, her long sword vibrated violently, her form retreating, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

She watched as the curved blade circled back, howling and raising a storm of yellow sand, crashing down thunderously, her heart sinking rapidly.

Two Innate experts attacking simultaneously.

A mole striking from behind.

The Jianghu People witnessing the scene scattered like frenzied wasps, chaotically fleeing towards the exit.

Rumbling chaos erupted all around.

No one noticed that Chen Ping had already merged with the clear wind, blending into the air...

His mind like Mingyue, the world before him transformed into a massive net with countless nodes.

He leaped up, becoming the clear wind, swiftly crossing several yards, a silent sword already piercing the heart of the Great Desert Mad Saber.