Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Futen Sword Finger, One Sword to Subdue a Thousand Troops

Xiao Yang had let his guard down.

He thought that with his current cultivation and combat power, he wouldn’t be afraid even if there were traps set in the valley.

He was confident he could escape unscathed.

However, when he saw that the mysterious woman had activated the formation, he realized he had been too careless.

Not only had he underestimated the situation, but Lu Fusheng, the Sword Master from Divine Sword Manor, had also been shortsighted.

The mysterious woman had actually set up an incredibly deadly killing formation in the small valley.

Lu Fusheng found his limbs bound by golden Binding Immortal Rope, hanging in mid-air.

His ancient sword was tightly entangled by the golden ropes as well.

He wanted to use his sword technique, but the Binding Immortal Rope not only restricted him but also suppressed his cultivation.

Just when Lu Fusheng thought he was about to die here, Xiao Yang made a move to rescue him.

Yet at this moment, Xiao Yang found himself in peril.

Golden ropes had sprung up from the ground, wrapping around his legs.

Then, the mysterious woman unleashed the great formation, and countless golden ropes surged from the earth, enveloping the entire valley.

These golden Binding Immortal Ropes transformed into a giant golden “cocoon,” trapping Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng within the valley.

“What the…”

Outside the valley, Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian’er were both stunned by this unexpected scene.

The small valley before them had been covered by countless golden ropes springing from the ground.

“The Binding Immortal Formation, it’s actually the Binding Immortal Formation!”

Liu Qingyun exclaimed.

“Xiao Yang, he…” Ling Xian’er stumbled over her words.

“Good grief, it’s definitely a formation master at work!” Liu Qingyun thought it was unfathomably fierce, realizing it was a guaranteed death trap.

To be able to seal an entire valley with a Binding Immortal Formation, the formation master must be at least in the Divine Martial Realm.

This formation enveloped the entire small valley.

A Heavenly Martial Realm formation master wouldn’t have such capabilities.

Only a Divine Martial Realm formation master could command such a vast formation.

After all, the more powerful the formation, the higher the formation master’s mastery in array techniques and cultivation realm.

“This is bad…”

Liu Qingyun said anxiously.

“Disciple, it seems you might end up a widow now.”

At that moment, Liu Qingyun didn’t know what to do.

“You’re the one who’s going to be a widow!” Ling Xian’er exclaimed, annoyed; she wasn’t even married yet, let alone be a widow!

“Back to Nine Heavens City!”

Ling Xian’er said as she turned to leave.

They were both in the Divine Ability Realm, and unlike the Heavenly Martial Realm martial arts masters, they couldn’t draw the power of heaven and earth to fly.

They could only rely on their legs to run back to Nine Heavens City.

“Right, let’s rush back to Nine Heavens City for help!”

Realizing this, Liu Qingyun quickly turned to chase after Ling Xian’er.

They sprinted swiftly through the mountains.

“Should we…”

From a distant peak, Ye Feiyang watched Liu Qingyun and his disciple retreating, making a slashing gesture across his throat.

Chu Guiyuan shook his head, “Let’s not create unnecessary trouble.”

“True, by the time they get back to Nine Heavens City, Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng will have long since kicked the bucket,” Ye Feiyang chuckled.

Chu Guiyuan had done so much to ensure that he remained completely uninvolved, leaving no traces linking him to this matter.

If people found out he had set the trap to kill Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng, he would be as good as dead.

After all, the Qingyang Sword Sect and Divine Sword Manor were both among the top ten powers in the Northern Territory.

If the two forces teamed up to retaliate against Guiyuan Martial Sect, even if he was the Sect Holy Son, he’d be toast.

It goes without saying that setting a trap to kill Holy Sons from both the Qingyang Sword Sect and Divine Sword Manor would mean outright declaring war against both organizations.

“What a shame I won’t get to see Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng get tortured to death,” Chu Guiyuan sighed.

With the golden Binding Immortal Rope shrouding the entire small valley, they couldn’t see what was happening inside.

At that moment, Xiao Yang found himself in a dire situation.

Inside this massive space woven from golden Binding Immortal Ropes, he felt like a fish on a chopping board, ready for slaughter.

“I say, who exactly wants us dead?” Xiao Yang shouted at the mysterious woman.

By now, he wasn’t just bound by the Binding Immortal Rope at his legs—he had been completely wrapped up in it like a zongzi.

Lu Fusheng was in the same boat, also ensnared like a zongzi.

The fact that their opponent could summon a formation master of the Divine Martial Realm showed serious investment.

Only someone as remarkable at formations could set up a formation covering an entire valley.

And for a formation of such magnitude, the materials required were beyond the reach of ordinary folks.

The mysterious woman remained silent, her icy gaze locked on Lu Fusheng.

“Hey! We have no power to resist, so just tell us clearly how we’re supposed to die!” Xiao Yang shouted.

He wanted to draw out from the mysterious woman who had sent the assassins after them.

Yet he was disappointed.

The mysterious woman continued to remain tight-lipped.

Suddenly, she flipped her right hand, revealing a dagger that appeared in her grasp.

She stepped forward, ready to send Lu Fusheng on his way.

“Humph!”

At that moment, Lu Fusheng let out a cold laugh. In the next second, an incredibly fierce sword qi erupted from him, instantly severing the Binding Immortal Ropes around him.

“Clang!”

At the same time, a sword cry resounded.

Lu Fusheng’s ancient sword was swiftly drawn, its chilling sword qi sweeping out and forcing the mysterious woman to retreat continuously.

He caught the long sword soaring toward him and floated down from the air.

The mysterious woman urged the formation.

Golden ropes shot up from beneath Lu Fusheng’s feet, entangling him.

With one swing of his sword, Lu Fusheng cleaved through all the golden ropes that tried to ensnare him.

The ancient sword in his hand was an ancient divine weapon, the treasure of their Divine Sword Manor.

Even with Lu Fusheng’s cultivation, he couldn’t completely refine it as his own flying sword.

Of course, even if he hadn’t entirely refined it into a flying sword, the ancient sword was capable of unleashing formidable power in Lu Fusheng’s hands.

“Ugh!”

Xiao Yang shook his head; he still hadn’t learned from the mysterious woman who was behind their assassination.

But given her demeanor, she clearly wouldn’t reveal her puppeteer either.

“Kill!”

The mysterious woman cried out, and countless Binding Immortal Ropes sprang to life, glowing golden, like golden spears stabbing toward Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng at breakneck speed.

“Hey hey!”

Xiao Yang chuckled, then his body shook, and an invisible protective qi instantly surged from him.

All the golden ropes aimed at him were blocked.

The ropes struck against his Protective Gang Qi.

A series of muffled thuds echoed.

Visible ripples appeared in the void before Xiao Yang.

“Sword qi protects the body?”

Lu Fusheng was also taken aback by this.

This guy was another swordsmanship master after all.

He had misjudged him.

Lu Fusheng had never met Xiao Yang before, so he naturally had no idea Xiao Yang was the Sect Holy Son of the Qingyang Sword Sect.

“Who exactly are you? Who wants you to kill us?” Xiao Yang asked.

The cloaked woman said nothing.

“So, if you don’t say, I’ll just assume you’re an assassin from Smoke Rain Tower?” Xiao Yang asked, a teasing smile appearing on his face. Initially, he planned to feign weakness and then ask about the mastermind behind the plot.

However, this black-cloaked woman was clearly a professional at her job.

She didn’t say a word.

“What?”

Hearing this, the mysterious woman finally changed her expression.

“Ha! Looks like my guess was right.” Xiao Yang laughed.

“You’re an assassin from Smoke Rain Tower?”

Lu Fusheng’s frosty expression became even more severe upon hearing Xiao Yang’s words.

Smoke Rain Tower was the number one assassin organization in the Northern Territory.

They had the best assassins in the Northern Territory.

This organization claimed that there was no task they couldn’t complete, nor a target they couldn’t eliminate.

In fact, they weren’t boasting.

Smoke Rain Tower’s assassins had once achieved the remarkable feat of assassinating a being in the Sacred Martial Realm.

However, hiring an assassin from Smoke Rain Tower wasn’t an easy feat.

Because Smoke Rain Tower’s assassins were the finest, they usually didn’t come cheap.

Meanwhile, the mysterious woman was putting all her effort into activating the Binding Immortal Formation.

Countless golden ropes swarmed toward Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng.

But both Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng raised their protective sword qi.

All the Binding Immortal Ropes trying to ensnare them were severed by the sword qi emanating from them.

“Don’t mistake a sleeping tiger for a sick cat!”

Xiao Yang raised his right hand and pointed at the mysterious woman.

Unmatched sword qi shot out, piercing through the mysterious woman’s left shoulder in an instant.

Xiao Yang’s sword qi was just too fast.

“Qingyang Sword Technique?”

Lu Fusheng watched Xiao Yang strike, stunned.

“You’re Xiao Yang, the Sect Holy Son of the Qingyang Sword Sect?”

Lu Fusheng looked at Xiao Yang in surprise.

“Absolutely!”

Xiao Yang smiled.

At that moment, the mysterious woman suddenly floated into the air.

She assumed a meditative posture.

A golden lotus blossomed beneath her.

Then, countless weapons surged from all around the valley, rushing toward the mysterious woman and floating in the air around her.

Knives, swords, spears, halberds, and even uniquely shaped weapons were now gathering around the mysterious woman.

“What the…?”

Xiao Yang’s face turned serious.

In the next instant, a torrential wave of weapons began slicing down toward Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng.

The mysterious woman unleashed the “Myriad Weapons Returning to the Sect” killing move using the formation’s power.

Xiao Yang couldn’t afford to be careless.

“Futen Sword Finger, one sword to subdue a thousand troops!”

Xiao Yang thrust his finger forward, and immense sword intent erupted from his finger.

Pointing his sword, he pressed downward.

All the weapons striking down toward him were instantly forced down by his Futen Sword Finger.

“How is this possible?”

The mysterious woman was left dumbfounded at the sight.

She had unleashed this killing move via her formation, and not even a Divine Martial Realm sword master could necessarily withstand it!

Yet, Xiao Yang had shattered her attack with just a finger’s movement.

Meanwhile, Lu Fusheng was having a different experience.

Swinging his ancient sword, he split apart all the numerous weapons slashing toward him.

Not a single weapon could even graze his clothes.

The mysterious woman shot up into the sky, trying to escape.

Xiao Yang extended his hand and effortlessly yanked her back.

So, an assassin from Smoke Rain Tower, huh!

You want to make a move against me?

I’m dying to find out who you are.

With a swift motion, Xiao Yang tore off the mysterious woman’s veil.

An exquisite face immediately revealed itself before his eyes.

In the next moment, a brilliant divine light surged from her body.

She vanished from sight in the blink of an eye.

“Universe Relocation Talisman?”

Xiao Yang still clutched the mysterious woman’s veil in his hand.