Chapter 365 – Challenging Mount Shu's Three Extremes Sword (Six)

An ancient saying goes: A cornered beast will still fight, and a desperate enemy should not be pursued.

Yet who truly understands that when a trapped beast descends into madness, it may not even recognize its own frenzy, instead becoming subject to others “nitpicking and fault-finding.”

“Although I don’t know why you three Seniors are treating me this way, facing three alone, I can still hold my ground. You all seem to be struggling quite a bit, hahaha…”

“I’ll make you laugh! Take another strike from this old man!”

“If it weren’t for your astonishing defense, how could you have lasted this long!”

“Why waste words with him? Let’s jointly execute the Three Powers Sword Formation and finish this scoundrel!”

As they spoke, Jian Wuya and the other two clearly no longer wished to proceed cautiously, each preparing to get serious.

It could be said that although they were unwilling to admit it, they couldn’t deny that Ye Kuang’s stamina was exceptionally enduring.

One must know that even ordinary Dao Inquiry experts would be exhausted to death under their siege.

Yet unexpectedly, this junior before them hadn’t even reached Dao Inquiry Peak, nor had he broken through to Dao Inquiry, yet he could push them to such a state…

This was truly rare throughout the ages, seldom seen in the world—his vitality like a cockroach, his defense comparable to a mystical turtle.

……

In that moment, the Three Extremes Sword became as one, their Qi Seas churning throughout their bodies, merging as if born from the same source. Then, amidst their entanglements, they suddenly thrust out a storm of wind and thunder.

Little did they know, Ye Kuang never intended to fight to the death either. Who could have expected the three to constantly shift positions, sometimes forming a triangle, other times launching assaults from four directions.

Sword strikes came one after another; though he could evade them, his back remained a blind spot, leaving Ye Kuang somewhat unable to defend comprehensively.

Clang!

A thunderous roar arrived, its deafening clamor impossible to mask.

One could say the entire Mount Shu Cliff Peak reverberated incessantly, echoing with prolonged buzzing.

Ye Kuang spat fresh red, clearly shocked by the surging power between his hands.

For a moment, he could only forcibly suppress his churning blood and Qi, his eyes sweeping around as his large pupils searched for weaknesses.

Yet no one anticipated that Jian Wuya and the others coordinated seamlessly, moving as one, always striking with sharp precision.

Ye Kuang wished to break free from the current vortex but found himself powerless.

Although the idea was good, reality fell far short.

He could only exhaustedly fend off the onslaught of sword currents from all directions, unable to forcefully break the formation.

It was only at this moment that Ye Kuang realized the terror of the Three Sword Gods of Heaven, Earth, and Man.

It wasn’t that each was a top-tier expert, but through some subtle connection, the three merged their strength and voices. Every sword strike emerged unpredictably, as if divine and elusive.

In mere moments, his chest and back were once again drenched in blood, staining his long robe crimson, his garments soaked red.

“Ah, damn it…” Ye Kuang couldn’t help but roar in fury, relentlessly countering with his sword.

“Ha!”

“Three swords united, no chance of survival—Sword Purgatory!”

“Kill!”

Screech!

As the static scene suddenly turned turbulent, revealing an unruly arrogance.

The piercing friction resonated across the sky, appearing endless and unbroken.

“Jade Void Creation, devour for me!” Ye Kuang fiercely pressed his sword against Jian Wuya’s tip, unleashing a torrent of energy that firmly anchored the latter in place, rendering him immobile.The current situation was shifting so rapidly that it could only be described as one twist after another.

Witnessing this scene, Jian Yinyang and Jian Jiming dared not hesitate. With a single hand pressed against Jian Wuya’s back, they unleashed a torrent of power akin to countless coiling dragons.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Once entangled, the energies of both sides intertwined like churning tidal waves, repeatedly surging and threatening to erupt.

To the Three Daoist Youths, this was utterly unbelievable: how could this young man single-handedly withstand the combined assault of their three Honored Masters?

As the battle raged, radiant arcs of light danced and swirled like rampant Wandering Dragons, forming a vortex of wind and waves.

The bursts of energy that erupted intermittently were as sharp and dazzling as blades and swords.

Not only were energy blades flying wildly around them, but even the ground beneath their feet cracked and splintered, unable to escape the devastation.

At that moment, Jian Wuya’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Jian Yinyang, both shocked and enraged, roared furiously, “What is this? Is this brat a monster? How can his Internal Energy be so profound?”

Meanwhile, Jian Jiming’s mouth was stained with blood, the flow seemingly unstoppable.

It was clear that Jian Jiming was now fighting for his life, pushing himself to the absolute limit.

Yet, the one who felt the situation most acutely was none other than Ye Kuang.

His unyielding conviction surged like a clear stream rising against the wind, fueling a spirit that dared to challenge all the heroes of the world.

Though Ye Kuang himself was straining, he had cast aside all distractions, making his focus unparalleled.

As these inexplicable sensations flooded his mind, he unleashed his full power without restraint.

“Hahaha… You’ve made a fatal mistake by daring to compete with me in Internal Energy! Even if I die in battle, I’ll cripple every last one of you!!” Ye Kuang roared fiercely.

No sooner had he spoken than his hair began to flutter as if stirred by an unseen wind, merging with the boiling surge of his Qi Sea—the sole link sustaining him in this struggle.

“Jade Void Creation Art, devour for me…!”

“Devour!!”

“Devour!!!”

Amid these frenzied shouts, Ye Kuang had already descended into madness.

The entire mountaintop was engulfed by the soul-shaking dragon-like roars of “Devour!”

Before their eyes lay chaos and devastation; in their ears echoed earth-shattering howls and wails.

In an instant, Jian Wuya sensed the anomaly in his Qi Sea, his face turning deathly pale.

“What’s happening? It seems this brat cultivates a demonic art! Ah, no… my power is draining rapidly!”

“Damn it! Which sect does this guy belong to? Such a demonic art is unheard of, unseen! Could it be from the Demon Sect again?”

“Enough talk! Everyone, suppress him with all your might! This old man can’t hold on much longer!”

Unbeknownst to them, Ye Kuang’s Dantian Inner World was in turmoil from devouring massive flows of True Qi.

This turmoil drove him to utter hysterics: “Hahaha, a true man is born between heaven and earth! In life, he stands like a towering peak. In death, what is there to fear? Even if my death is lighter than a feather, with all of you accompanying me, I’ll die without regret!!”

Hearing this, even Jian Wuya lost his composure, cursing uncontrollably, clearly thrown into disarray by the dire circumstances.Even Jian Yinyang and Jian Jiming were infuriated by this.

It was clear that the Three Extremes Sword had already regretted it to the point of despair.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang remained relentless, refusing to stop until his words had thoroughly provoked them, and he roared repeatedly, “You shall all accompany me to hell! Whether we live or die, have you ever seen me, Ye Kuang, fear anyone!”