Ling Tian Sword God
Chapter 1050 - 1049: The Mysterious Helping Hand
"Alright, I’ll give you the Saint Relic."
Ling Chen curled his lips into a smile, then with a flick of his hand, three black relics appeared in his palm. Immediately, he flung them towards the two elders of the Huangfu Clan. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
The two were initially pleased, not expecting him to be so sensible. However, as the three relics approached, the Hook-Nosed Elder’s expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Be careful, these relics are fake!"
At this moment, a playful look also appeared on Ling Chen’s face, and then he suddenly uttered a word, "Boom!"
The next moment, those three "relics" exploded violently, and the fierce wind even forced the two Senior Half-Saint elders to retreat in disarray.
"You two are quite old yet still so naive. Would you surrender the Saint Relic so easily if it were you? Goodbye, members of the Huangfu Clan!"
As his laughter faded, Ling Chen swiftly retreated, riding his Thunder Sound Sword, dashing towards the outside of the ruins.
"Kill him for me!"
Huangfu Qi’s eyes glared menacingly at Ling Chen as he shouted angrily.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A group of experts from the Huangfu Clan charged forward, and those two
Senior Half-Saint elders showed grim killing intent. If Ling Chen escaped from here, what face would the Huangfu Clan have left?
"Friends! Chen Ling has three Saint Relics on him. Please assist our Huangfu Clan in capturing him. Once we succeed, our Huangfu Clan will offer a generous reward, and we’ll also share the three Saint Relics with all of you!"
The Hook-Nosed Elder’s furious voice spread through the crowd.
Hearing this, the experts who had been watching from the sidelines suddenly became interested, their eyes filled with a hint of greed.
"This could be a bit troublesome..." Ling Chen murmured to himself.
The Huangfu Clan threw out such tempting conditions, fearing few people could resist.
As Ling Chen expected, just as the Hook-Nosed Elder finished speaking, more than a dozen experts emerged from the crowd to block Ling Chen’s path. These people weren’t weak, with most reaching the Sky Apex Realm Eighth Level, and even some at the Nine Heavy Realm level.
"The Saint Relic is for all who see it. Your Excellency, why not hand it over for your own protection?"
A Red-clad Blade Master fixed his gaze on Ling Chen, speaking.
"Scram!"
Ling Chen had no intention of wasting words with him and directly swung out with a sword. Before the Red-clad Blade Master could react, he was already sent flying, blood spurting.
However, although these experts posed no threat to Ling Chen, once they all swarmed him, even if they couldn’t withstand a single blow from him, were instantly defeated and severely injured, they still managed to hold Ling Chen back momentarily. And during that time, figures from the Huangfu Clan had already caught up, on the verge of encircling Ling Chen.
"Troublesome."
Though Ling Chen didn’t fear someone like Huangfu Qi, the two veteran Senior Half-Saints of the Huangfu Clan were tough opponents. Moreover, the Huangfu Clan’s party consisted of more than a dozen people, including two Intermediate Semi-Saints and three Junior Semi-Saints. Such a lineup, if teamed up, would give even him a headache.
Yet at this moment, suddenly, the sound of a swift cutting wind rose from afar. Ling Chen looked in the direction of the sound, seeing a dazzling cyan sword light shooting over and striking the Hook-Nosed Elder of the Huangfu Clan with precision.
The elder’s face changed, but the cyan sword light still hit his body, sending him flying backward.
"Who?"
The Hook-Nosed Elder was taken aback, looking particularly disheveled. His gaze turned sharp towards the direction from which the cyan sword light had come, his face sinking to the extreme, "What kind of rat dares sneak around? If you have the skill, show yourself and face me!"
He shouted while remaining highly vigilant. The owner of that cyan sword light was by no means ordinary; he hadn’t even seen the person’s shadow, yet they could wound him. What kind of strength was this?
However, his outcry received no response, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment. In the next instant, from the direction where the cyan sword light had come, the sound of cutting wind suddenly rose again, and dense cyan sword lights shot over. Each was like a cyan flying sword, and there were probably over a hundred of them in total.
"Sword Controlling Technique, Controlling Gift of Hundred Swords!"
Seeing this scene, Ling Chen’s eyes suddenly narrowed. This flood of flying swords was exactly the third stage of the Sword Controlling Technique, the Controlling Gift of Hundred Swords. He had relied on the Human Emperor’s power to perform it once before, and he didn’t expect to see it again here.
Anyone who could use the Controlling Gift of Hundred Swords must have terrifying strength. Even a Veteran Senior Half-Saint like the Hook-Nosed Elder wouldn’t be a match.
Hundreds of flying swords instantly enveloped all the experts, forcing everyone to defend with all their might.
But under the Controlling Gift of Hundred Swords, how could these people be opponents? They quickly fell one after another, in a state of utter disarray, each scrambling to flee.
"This kid has an expert helping him, retreat!"
The Hook-Nosed Elder was shocked and appalled. The owner of the Controlling Gift of Hundred Swords was certainly a world-class expert. Without even showing up, they could toy with them all. If they revealed themselves, killing them would likely be a breeze.
"Let’s go!"
Although Huangfu Qi was unwilling, his life was more critical. He immediately made up his mind and turned to flee.
In the blink of an eye, the people of the Huangfu Clan had all fled. As for those who originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos, seeing things going south, without the Huangfu Clan present, there was no way they dared oppose Ling Chen. They fled even faster, leaving nothing behind.
After driving away those experts, the flying swords also suddenly dispersed. Even Ling Chen didn’t see how the final sword disappeared; all hundred flying swords had completely vanished without a trace.
"Thank you, senior, for lending a hand. Might you reveal yourself?"
Ling Chen’s eyes glinted with a golden hue as he scanned the surroundings, examining every blade of grass and tree, attempting to find traces of the helper. Yet in the end, he found nothing.
Moreover, there was no reply.
This made Ling Chen frown. With the deep and unfathomable strength of the other party, if they deliberately hid, he couldn’t possibly discover them.
But why would they help him at such a critical moment?
Who exactly was this person?