I Have A Sword

Chapter 886: Im Not Worthy

Chapter 886: I'm Not Worthy

Everyone's expressions changed dramatically when they saw Ye Guan getting ambushed. If he were to die here, all their efforts would be in vain. Moreover, they had already made an enemy of the terrifying Evil Dao Alliance.

The hearts of the Heavenly Ruler Demon and the others felt cold, and they looked like they had fallen into despair. Dao Jun and Prime Minister Yuan were equally horrified.

Ci Tian rushed toward Ye Guan.

Just then, a dragon's roar suddenly echoed from within Ye Guan, and a terrifying dragon aura burst out of him.

Boom!

The mysterious black-robed figure behind him was blasted several thousand meters away.

A golden dragon armor had appeared around Ye Guan, and a fearsome dragon aura surrounded him

Seeing that Ye Guan was unharmed, Ci Tian and the others breathed a sigh of relief. In the distance, the Heavenly Ruler Demon and the others also heaved sighs of relief. Then, they rushed to Ye Guan's side to protect him.

Meanwhile, the mysterious black-robed figure who had ambushed Ye Guan had vanished, leaving no trace behind.

Little Pagoda suddenly said, "A thousand meters to the right."

Ye Guan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Master Pagoda, why were you not helping me earlier"

After a brief moment of silence, Little Pagoda replied, "I forgot."

Ye Guan was speechless.

Ci Tian said in a serious tone, "Young Master Ye, reinforcements from the Evil Dao Alliance have arrived."

Ye Guan turned toward the distant Eighth Hall Master, who was now surrounded by a black aura. His right arm was hideously distorted, his eyes were blood-red, and he emitted an eerie but powerful air.

Only three Path Creation Realm cultivators remained standing behind him...

Ye Guan fell silent. He had initially planned to eliminate those Path Creation Realm cultivators before taking on the Hall Master himself, but he didn't expect that those cultivators would be so difficult to kill.

The Heavenly Ruler Demon suggested, "Young Master Ye, how about we retreat?"

At this point, he understood that killing the Eighth Hall Master with their lineup seemed unrealistic. The Eighth Hall Master's strength was overwhelming. To make matters worse, the Eighth Hall Master could easily escape the fight, and none of them would be able to make him stay here.

"Retreat?" The Eighth Hall Master laughed. "Now you want to retreat? Isn't it a bit late for that?"

Rumble!

As soon as his words fell, the spacetime in the distance began to boil.

Then, a voice filled with amusement echoed from the distant sky. "Attacking my Evil Dao Alliance? How amusing."

The spacetime beside the Eighth Hall Master ruptured, and a middle-aged man emerged from the rift. He was dressed in a light purple robe, and he was holding a pitch-black stone in his hand.

The stone had the word "Wu" engraved on it.

"It's Wu Jue," Xiu Wu said, "So he's also part of the Evil Dao Alliance."

The expressions of the Heavenly Ruler Demon and the others darkened.

Wu Jue? They were extremely familiar with him. As someone who had made it to the Third Heavens in the Ascension World, Wu Jue was an extremely powerful expert. No, anyone capable of reaching the Third Heavens was monstrously powerful.

Wu Jue swept his gaze across Ye Guan and his companions. There was a look of disdain on his face as he remarked, "A bunch of fools."

He raised his hand casually and threw a punch.

Gang Zhu standing next to Ye Guan lunged forward, throwing a punch to meet Wu Jue's fist.

Bam!

A deafening explosion rang out, and a terrifying fist light erupted.

Gang Zhu was knocked back thousands of meters away, while Wu Jue was blown just hundreds of meters away.

When Wu Jue stopped, he immediately transformed into a streak of light and flew straight toward Gang Zhu. In an instant, an overwhelming pressure swept across the battlefield, suffocating everyone.

A fierce light flashed in Gang Zhu's eyes."I'll handle him."

With that, he stomped his right foot, launching himself like a cannonball toward the enemy.

Xiu Wu said, "Let's kill the weaker ones first."

With that, he and Jian Baiyi took the lead and charged forward. The Heavenly Ruler Demon and the Weapon Master followed closely behind.

"Abbot, protect Young Master Ye!" Dao Jun exclaimed. Then, he transformed into a streak of green light that shot toward the Path Creation Realm cultivators behind the Eighth Hall Master.

Ci Tian said in a deep voice, "Young Master Ye, be cautious of that assassin hiding in the shadows."

Ye Guan remained silent with his gaze fixed on the Eighth Hall Master.

"What?" The Eighth Hall Master grinned and taunted, "Want to kill me?"

Ye Guan nodded.

"Puhahaha!" The Eighth Hall Master burst into laughter and said, "Then come and try!"

Ye Guan took a step forward and slashed out with the Qingxuan Sword. It was a silent and quick sword slash.

The Eighth Hall Master's eyes narrowed, and he felt a million years of his lifespan vanish into nothingness.

"You're asking for death!" the Eighth Hall Master roared, enraged. His expression twisted in fury. He had a long lifespan, but he could not afford to keep losing it at this rate. Furious, he transformed into a black streak of light that flew toward Ye Guan.

He moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Ye Guan.

Just then, a sword sheath appeared in Ye Guan's left hand, and he sheathed the Qingxuan Sword. Then, he drew the sword and slashed out—Heavenrend!

Heavenrend was the most explosive of Ye Guan's sword techniques, and its strength was amplified many times over by the Qingxuan Sword.

Bam!

A burst of sword light erupted, and both Ye Guan and the Eighth Hall Master were forced to retreat.

Ye Guan flew ten thousand meters away, and he felt his organs being torn apart as soon as he came to a halt. His throat tightened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Guan turned to look at Hengshan Ying in the distance and saw that her eyes were closed. She seemed to be chanting something under her breath.

Is she casting a spell? Ye Guan redirected his gaze to the Eighth Hall Master. The Eighth Hall Master's right arm had also split open, with blood gushing out of the wound. Actually, it wasn't just his right arm. His fleshly body was covered in countless cracks.

Thus far, only the Clan Leader of the Past Clan and Erya managed to sustain zero injuries before the Qingxuan Sword.

The Eighth Hall Master looked down at his injuries with a dark and sullen look. He was feeling quite frustrated. Despite being far stronger than Ye Guan, he hadn't been able to kill the latter due to his superior equipment.

Ye Guan was a swordsman with a divine sword, a strong fleshly body, and an exceptional healing ability.

Just then, an unexpected change occurred behind Ye Guan. Spacetime split open, but it seemed Ye Guan had anticipated that. He turned swiftly and slashed down with his sword.

Bam!

A shadowy figure streaked across the skies, flying ten thousand meters away. The shadowy figure belonged to the mysterious assassin from earlier.

As soon as the assassin came to a halt, Ci Tian cursed, "That's no way for a man to behave, you backstabbing fucker. And fuck your mother, too!"

With that, Ci Tian charged at the mysterious assassin.

From afar, the Heavenly Ruler Demon cast a puzzled gaze at Ci Tian. Why was a monk acting like a brutish bandit?

Just as the Eighth Hall Master was about to make a move, he realized something and turned to look at Hengshan Ying in the distance.

Hengshan Ying's eyes were slightly closed, and her hands were moving constantly, forming a mysterious rune. She was also muttering incomprehensible phrases.

She was clearly casting a spell!

The Eighth Hall Master's face darkened. He abandoned Ye Guan and charged at Hengshan Ying.

Noticing that, Hengshan Ying quickly called out, "Abbot, block him!"

Ci Tian's face changed instantly. Damn it, I'm a monk, not a shield! I'm bald with a large build, but that doesn't mean I should always be the one to take the hit!

Unfortunately, Ci Tian was fighting the mysterious assassin and could spare no attention to Hengshan Ying.

At the critical juncture, Ye Guan suddenly appeared in front of Hengshan Ying, and he slashed out with his sword drawing his sword—Heavenrend!

Bam!

A kaleidoscope of sword lights erupted; Ye Guan and the Eighth Hall Master were forced to retreat.

As soon as he stabilized himself in mid-air, Ye Guan coughed up a mouthful of blood. The Life Force Heart and the Divine Tree of Nature were aiding his recovery, but he still ended up getting severely injured.

The Eighth Hall Master stopped and saw that his remaining good arm had shattered completely, exposing the white bones underneath. His expression became grim as he looked up at Ye Guan in the distance.

Just as he was about to speak, he turned sharply to look at Hengshan Ying.

Hengshan Ying had raised both hands toward the sky, saying, "Open the Heavenly Gate of Resentment, let the Old Gods descend..."

The Eighth Hall Master frowned. What kind of stunt is she trying to do here?

Ye Guan was equally puzzled.

Boom!

The space above Hengshan Ying's head was torn open, and a column of light shot straight down from the rift.

Soon, the column of light dissipated, revealing an old man dressed in a purple Daoist robe. He had dragon-like eyebrows, phoenix-like eyes, and a Daoist crown on his head.

There was a longsword on his back, and he was exuding an extraordinary aura.

Waves of terrifying and inscrutable energy began to manifest across heaven and earth as soon as the old man appeared.

The old man was being rejected! The existing Great Dao of the vast expanse was rejecting the old man's presence.

The old Daoist took one look at Hengshan Ying and was about to speak when he noticed Dao Jun in the distance. His eyes became filled with confusion. Why is there someone here who believes in my Dao here?

Just then, he sensed something and turned toward Ye Guan. He opened his palm, and a jade-green pendant flew out of Ye Guan and landed in his hand.

The old Daoist looked at the jade pendant and frowned, asking, "Why do you have this jade pendant?"

His voice was as sharp as a sword as it pierced Ye Guan's consciousness.

Ye Guan's heart trembled, and he was filled with both shock and fear.

"Elder!" Dao Jun chimed in, "Elder, Grandmaster gifted that item to Young Master Ye. He accepted him as a disciple on behalf of his master..."

"Nonsense!" The old Daoist was furious. "Accepting disciples on behalf of his master? What nonsense! How can just anyone become my disciple?! Where is that scoundrel Qingfeng? Tell him to come out so I can beat him up!"

Dao Jun was stunned. Wait, my Grandmaster actually has a master?

In truth, Dao Jun knew very little about the origins of his Daoist Grandmaster. The records within the Daoist Sect were sparse, only noting that his Grandmaster had suddenly appeared in the Great Zhou. No, back then, it wasn't even called the Great Zhou. The Grandmaster had founded the Daoist Sect upon noticing the remarkable people and the rich land of the region.

Except for those crumbs, there was no information about his Daoist Grandmaster at all.

Since the old Daoist was still furious, Dao Jun had to say something. "Elder, please take a closer look at Young Master Ye. He's quite remarkable—"

"What kind of prodigies and geniuses have I not seen before?!" the old Daoist snapped. He glanced at Ye Guan and was about to say something when he froze over. The next moment, the old Daoist waved his sleeve, and Ye Guan found himself transported right in front of the old Daoist before he could even react.

Ye Guan was alarmed.

The old Daoist stared at Ye Guan for a long time before saying, "I am not worthy of becoming his master."

Everyone was at a loss for words.