You don't want your secret to be revealed by others, right?-Chapter 145 - 58, Grandpa

"Seventeenth Prince, are you seeking death?"

The Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect’s voice was gloomy as his huge eyes stared fixedly at Lin Yue, a hint of fear lingering in his gaze.

It was a close call.

He had almost accidentally killed the prince!

Once a prince is slain, it triggers a resonance between heaven and earth. Not only would he be cursed by the Prince’s Bloodline, but endless sins would also descend upon him!

This was an irreversible sin.

Even if he slaughtered a million soldiers guarding Great Yong at the eight border fortresses, the sin would not compare to the absurdity of killing a prince!

At that time, Heavenly Punishment would surely descend, instantly shattering his soul.

Moreover, the curse that followed the killing of a prince would, through causal connections, bring sins and curses heavily upon everyone involved in the prince’s death!

Including the Twelfth Prince behind him, for he was sent by the Twelfth Prince, and under the scrutiny of the Eye of Heaven, the causal connection could not be escaped.

The Twelfth Prince would suffer a terrifying punishment but would not die, while he and the Heavenly Born Sect would surely have their souls shattered.

In other words, he would rather commit suicide than kill the prince!

By committing suicide, he would at least be able to reincarnate, and with his strong Divine Soul and high talent, he might even be guided by the Twelfth Prince in the future and awaken memories of his past lives.

But killing the prince would be the end of everything.

"Your curved blade is used quite well, you managed to hold back at the final moment?"

Lin Yue’s lips curved slightly as he touched his chest, immediately feeling a handful of fresh blood.

The strike from the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect had been held back in time, but just a sliver of the blade’s aura had sliced open the skin on his chest.

However, this wound would soon heal.

"See, it was just a bit more, and you could have chopped me in half."

Lin Yue lifted his blood-soaked palm with a smile and said regretfully, "What a pity, you were so close to becoming the most famous person in the world. Then it would be said, ’In the fifteenth year of Qingyuan, on October twenty-fifth, the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect slayed Xiahong’s Seventeenth Prince.’ What do you think?"

The Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect remained silent, his face iron-blue as he stared at Lin Yue.

Madman... this madman!

He was truly scared.

What if he really killed the prince and his soul shattered?

"Your Highness?" Yu Shiqi couldn’t help but speak.

"Little Yu, don’t worry."

Lin Yue sneered, "Even if I gave this Saint Heir a hundred times the courage, he wouldn’t dare kill me. Go ahead, don’t mind me, just seize the opportunity to attack fiercely."

"Alright." Yu Shiqi nodded.

At once, she began muttering again as she charged toward the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect.

Lin Yue continued to ferment the intent of Wind and Fire within his mind.

This Thirteen Flames was not only an ultimate killing skill in using the blade, but it was also an extremely terrifying movement technique with a burst in speed the moment a strike is made.

It was because he was unfamiliar with it that each move required some time to ferment the intent of Wind and Fire.

Relying solely on the Wind Element and the Mind Forbidden Technique, he couldn’t keep up with the speed of these two individuals, not to mention interfering in the battle.

But if he didn’t do so, little Yu alone definitely couldn’t kill this Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect.

Thus, he could only try to create opportunities for her.

After all, with the Nine Death Selfless Divine Ability, unless his head was smashed on the spot, even if his heart shattered, he could recover normally.

"Too fast... luckily there’s a pause..."

Lin Yue stared intensely at the battle between Yu Shiqi and the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect; their speed at bursting out was beyond his ability to see clearly.

Fortunately, his presence on the sidelines could bring great psychological pressure to the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect, making him somewhat restrained and afraid to unleash his full power, else he might accidentally kill Lin Yue.

"Now is the time!"

The intent of Wind and Fire suddenly exploded.

Accompanied by the power of the Forbidden Technique transformed from Essence Blood, his figure vanished instantly, turning into a streak like a bursting flame, rushing like a fierce wind!

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The Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect was about to use his blade to block Yu Shiqi’s strike but was shocked to find Lin Yue appearing again!

And moreover, he was charging straight towards his blade!

This completely reckless momentum frightened him into hastily withdrawing his blade, trying to curve around to intercept Yu Shiqi’s strike.

But Yu Shiqi’s strike was too fast. It merely shifted slightly, brushing past Lin Yue’s back and hitting the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect’s right leg solidly!

"Crack!"

Amid a heavy and crisp sound of bones fracturing, the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect’s right tibial bone immediately caved in and broke!

Lin Yue’s heart lifted with joy.

Smart! With one leg broken, the speed of movement would inevitably be affected, and now the chance was even greater.

The Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect, enduring the severe pain, pushed Yu Shiqi back with one strike and then retreated frantically.

"Damn it!"

He was filled with frustration, feeling immensely stifled.

Moreover, how could this prince, a cultivator of the Five Elements Heavenly Barrier, be so fast?

What he didn’t know was that Thirteen Flames, as an ultimate killing skill, was most terrifying in its speed – the explosive speed of the blade and the movement technique were both extremely fearsome.

Two hundred years ago, the creator of Thirteen Flames, the owner of the stele, mostly killed enemies in one strike, relying on ultimate speed!

"Little Yu, keep killing!"

Lin Yue called out lightly, continuing to ferment the intent of Wind and Fire.

Perhaps due to experiencing a life-and-death battle, his First Strike of the Prairie Fire also progressed rapidly, becoming familiar very quickly, and the time needed to ferment the intent of Wind and Fire was noticeably shortening!

"Boom!"

Again, his figure flashed, inserting himself between the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect and Yu Shiqi, Lin Yue fearlessly charging his body towards the blade of the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect!