Chapter 137: Breakthrough?
Upon hearing Miao Caijing's words, the elders of the Hong family couldn't help but chuckle softly; there was no chance for Ling Fan to survive, even if you had miraculous abilities, you couldn't withstand the opponent's life-for-life strategy.
"Today, I had the fortune to witness the Seven Extremes Sword Formation; it truly lives up to its reputation! This young man was too presumptuous!" Miao Jiande sighed.
"He should never have walked into that sword array by himself, giving the opponent the chance to gather energy. Young people are too proud and impetuous!" Miao Jianxun shook his head.
"What a pity, a rising star has fallen before it could soar!" Miao Hongyi felt a dark sadness in his heart.
"Could it be that the vengeance of our Hong family will be avenged today through the hands of the Yuan family?" Hong Yuankai felt a mixture of emotions.
Just a moment ago he was bowing down to Ling Fan, and in the blink of an eye, the young man was about to die right there; what the Hong family couldn't achieve, the Yuan family could achieve. That's the difference in foundation!
"Alas, having overcome eighty difficulties, yet to fail at this last hurdle, what a pity!" Qi Liangping secretly shook his head.
"Ling Fan!" He Feiman couldn't hold back her tears any longer and finally let them fall.
Hong Xin took a long exhale, and this time, she finally regained a trace of clear thoughts.
"Brother-in-law, you definitely won't die!" Qi Huaiyu prayed silently, her eyes red.
"Humph, I thought you had some incredible powers, but that's all you have. You dare to kill my son; I will make sure you die without a burial place!" Yuan Jingshan revealed a sinister smile.
At the critical moment, Ling Fan suddenly moved, his Three-foot Green Blade swiftly striking, floating like an illusion, flashing through several cold glimmers.
At the same time, he softly said, "Eighteen Forms of Limitlessness, the second form, Cloud Platform Three Descents!"
In the blink of an eye, Ling Fan sheathed his sword as if he had never moved!
This form rises and falls thrice, changing as the heart desires; in that flash, he had already made seven strikes!
The next moment, the swords in the hands of seven men stopped abruptly an inch from Ling Fan's body and then fell.
Everyone's faces were in shock, staring intently at the motionless Ling Fan in the sword array, and the suddenly halted Yuan family elders.
The seven elders, who regarded death indifferently, showed expressions of horror for the first time in many years — they couldn't even remember when they last felt such an emotion.
The seven men looked at their wrists, where they had held their swords; a striking crimson, clearly from severed tendons.
Ling Fan casually scanned the seven men, secretly feeling relieved in his heart. He had indeed been too careless; if not for the mysterious inheritance from the "Limitless Secret Tome," it would not have been possible to escape danger.
Even so, he was at the end of his strength now.
Previously, his full-force engagement with Hong Yuankai and Elder Master Miao had consumed half of his cultivation.
The strike just now seemed simple, but he had exerted all his strength, relying entirely on the True Yuan in his body transforming into Sword Qi through the sword.
Otherwise, how could he have reached the opponent's wrist at such a short distance? This small distance was achieved through his precise calculations; with his current cultivation and state, he could only project Sword Qi just over a foot.
Right now, his body's True Yuan was mostly depleted; if Yuan Jingshan suddenly attacked, it would be dangerous!
But he must continue to maintain a casual and calm demeanor, using it to deter Yuan Jingshan from acting recklessly.
"The Seven Extremes Sword Formation is just so-so, are there Eight Extremes, Nine Extremes, or the like? Bring them on for me to experience!" Ling Fan indifferently surveyed the crowd, finally meeting Yuan Jingshan's gaze, and spoke calmly.
The onlooking crowd was completely petrified, unable to think.
Yuan Jingshan stood frozen in place, stupefied and speechless, his face a picture of disbelief; shocked was an understatement for what he felt inside!
The faces of the elders of the Hong family turned from green to white. Just moments ago, they were confidently commanding like leaders, but now they felt as if someone had smacked their faces hard with the sole of a shoe, the sound echoing sharply.
"How is this possible? Is this kid even human?" an Elder from the Hong Family said dumbfounded.
Nobody among the surrounding Elders responded, having no idea what to say anymore!
"This..." Miao Jiande's eyes bulged.
"We underestimated him!" Miao Jianxun finally uttered after a long while.
A sharp gleam flashed in Miao Hongyi's eyes as he thought silently, "This boy is incredible!"
Hong Yuankai gaped in shock, his back breaking into a cold sweat. Thankfully, he had not lost his senses and targeted Ling Fan, or else the Hong Family would have been in grave danger!
Hong Jie swayed, leaning against a wall nearby to barely steady himself.
Qi Liangping and his wife felt as if they were in the midst of surging waves, one moment atop the crest and the next at the sea's bottom, their hearts nearly tormented to death!
It wasn't just the two of them; everyone present felt the same, especially Miao Caijing, who was completely stupefied, her eyes blank.
He Feiman wiped away her tears, crying and laughing. If not for maintaining decorum, she would have already thrown herself into Ling Fan's arms.
Qi Huaiyu's nose tingled, "I... I knew my brother-in-law would be fine!"
Hong Xin's newly recovered confidence collapsed once again, driving her nearly insane!
"The He Family is my friend, do you understand what I mean?" Ling Fan's indifferent voice resonated through the silent courtyard.
The crowd was jolted back to their senses, their thoughts flooding back.
Yuan Jingshan nodded woodenly with an expression full of intrigue.
Even now, he couldn't understand how the Seven Extremes Sword Formation was broken.
Outside the Miao Residence, Qiao Yuchan's beautiful eyes shone with amazement, Ling Fan's performance had greatly exceeded her expectations, "I actually underestimated you!"
"Is there anyone else who dares to challenge me, does the Yuan Family still have any tricks up their sleeve?" Ling Fan stepped forward, gazing directly at Yuan Jingshan.
Facing Ling Fan's oppressive presence, Yuan Jingshan gasped for breath. If the Seven Extremes Sword Formation couldn't even scratch him, what tricks could possibly be left? Experience tales at empire
Just as Yuan Jingshan was about to buckle under the pressure, an elderly voice suddenly rang out in the courtyard.
"Hehe, not bad, little lad, to force the Yuan Family to bow down!" A sprightly gray-haired old man suddenly appeared in the courtyard.
The Yuan Family members jolted at the sight of this man, their faces filled with shock and a trace of wild joy.
Yuan Jingshan immediately knelt, "Great grandfather, your grandson is incompetent, I've let down the Yuan Family's prestige!"
"Get up. The Seven Extremes Sword Formation couldn't subdue this boy, it's not your fault. It's been many years since I last left seclusion. Truly, the new waves of the Yangtze River drive on those before, I'm old!" the gray-haired old man said self-deprecatingly.
The moment Ling Fan saw this man, his hairs stood on end as he sensed a dangerous aura emanating from him.
The instant Miao Hongyi saw this man, his complexion dramatically changed. In his memory, this man seemed to be of the same generation as his grandfather. If he remembered correctly, this man was called Yuan Yangyao, and he hadn't expected him to still be alive!
"Great grandfather, weren't you in seclusion wrestling with life and death, how could you..." Yuan Jingshan said in panic.
"Hehe, I was fortunate to break through to the Martial Saint Realm of the Sixth Grade, thus I can live a few decades longer. Hence, I came out for a walk, and I didn't expect to witness this scene!" Yuan Yangyao chuckled.
"What? You... you broke through?" Yuan Jingshan was stunned and then overwhelmed with joy.
The onlookers, however, turned pale, never expecting that among the three great families, a Martial Saint Level powerhouse would emerge!