Chapter 378 – First Battle Mount Shu, Then Shaolin (Part One)

Ye Kuang landed before the crowd, yet his feet never truly stilled. Instead, he moved with an air of contemptuous dominance, cutting straight through the sea of people.

Yes, through—not breaking through.

The reason for this distinction lay in the Mount Shu disciples, who trembled so violently with drawn swords that none dared make a move against him.

Ye Kuang strode forward with unstoppable momentum, his terrifying aura impossible to conceal!

At the Mount Shu Rear Cliff, outside three thatched huts.

Surprisingly, the Three Extremes Sword had clearly been waiting for some time. Their faces not only appeared more aged, but the spirited vigor of their youth had vanished without a trace.

The trio’s brows were tightly furrowed, as if shrouded by a dark cloud, making their expressions unbearably grim.

Meanwhile, at the base of the sheer, pathless cliff.

Ye Kuang leaped upward, True Qi erupting from him as he scaled the rock face and vanished from the cliff’s edge in the blink of an eye.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Unbeknownst to all, these dragon-like roars shook the heavens, striking the six figures atop the cliff with thunderous shock.

“It’s that brat! He’s still alive?”

“Alas, heaven’s wrath can be avoided, but self-inflicted doom cannot be escaped…”

“Honored Master, what should we do?”

Jian Wuya sighed softly at the question. “Enough. All of you, take the secret path down the mountain. It’s better than waiting here to die.”

“Trying to leave? Did any of you get my permission?!!”

At that moment, Ye Kuang’s voice roared from afar, closing in rapidly as he soared into the air.

In that instant, the entire cliff peak trembled violently, unleashing a tsunami of destructive sound.

“Go now! We’ll hold him off!”

“Honored Master!”

But faster than words could be spoken.

Ye Kuang’s Movement Technique proved swifter. The moment he landed, he slipped past the defensive formation of the Three Extremes Sword and appeared directly before the Three Daoist Youths.

In a flash, the Three Extremes Sword realized what had happened.

As they whirled around, they roared in unison.

“Ye Kuang, they’re already powerless to fight back! Why must you be so merciless?”

“How can this be? Back then, he was only comparable to Dao Inquiry—how has he become so terrifying now…”

“Stop this at once!!!”

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

A sword’s radiant gleam sliced through the air, followed by three bursts of blood mist spraying in all directions, blooming like grotesque flowers.

In that moment, Ye Kuang’s eyes blazed with murderous intent as he sent three bloody heads flying with a flick of his sword. He then strode toward the stunned Three Extremes Sword.

Jian Wuya was the first to regain his senses.

Clearly, watching his disciples meet their end right before his eyes stirred a deep, inexplicable fury within him.

Jian Yinyang: “You brat, your life is forfeit!”

In an instant, even Jian Jiming joined the charge, all three launching their assault simultaneously.

It could be said the Three Extremes Sword had been thoroughly enraged!

One might also argue that, for reasons unknown, even when Ye Kuang crippled the Three Daoist Youths years ago, they had never been this furious.

But this public humiliation was simply unbearable—unendurable!

Hummm!

In that split second, three feet of sword radiance violently crisscrossed as the Three Extremes Sword transformed into three streaks of extreme light, swift as lightning and fierce as thunder.

“Hahaha…” Ye Kuang paid no heed, suddenly bursting into maniacal laughter: “Grievances demand retribution, debts must be repaid!!!”

His words reverberated through the firmament, echoing across the highest clouds.

Sword hum!In an instant, he abruptly drew his sword from its sheath with an unremarkable motion.

A flash passed before their eyes, like a sudden gale sweeping across the land—Shocking Hundred Li.

Only at this moment did Jian Wuya realize how terrifying that sword strike truly was.

Under the watchful eyes of all present, Jian Wuya, without a second thought and disregarding all dignity, chose to roll on the ground.

Whoosh!

An invisible gale swept past, grazing the side of his waist and extending to the edge of the cliff.

Boom!

From a distance, a massive rock was cleanly split in two, each half tumbling into the abyss.

Unbeknownst to them, a furious roar erupted like thunder, as if the gods of thunder and lightning had descended.

Ye Kuang had kicked Jian Yinyang away, and as he turned back, he revealed a devilish grin to the one who had attempted to ambush him from behind.

Jian Jiming, who had been planning a fatal strike, was met with a dazzling, razor-sharp Sword Light.

Just then, Jian Yinyang scrambled to his feet and, witnessing the horrifying scene, couldn’t help but roar, “Get out of the way, now!”

Thud!

“Ah!”

In the blink of an eye, a severed arm was sent flying into the air.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

Ignoring his blood-soaked robes, Ye Kuang wiped the blood from his face.

At that moment, his entire body trembled uncontrollably, as if he were lost in a daze.

Jian Jiming: “Agh, my hand! My hand!!”

As he screamed, Jian Jiming, heedless of Life-Death, raised his sword and charged forward with reckless abandon.

Seeing this, Jian Wuya snapped back to reality and shouted, “Human Sword, fall back!”

But the scene that unfolded was nothing short of tragic.

Jian Jiming had descended into utter madness, howling incessantly, “Aaaah…!”

His roars of “Die! Die!” pierced the heavens as he fought with the desperation of a cornered beast.

Ye Kuang, meanwhile, employed the Dragon Shadow Step, evading with breathtaking agility.

His Movement Technique was so swift that he seemed to dance amidst a storm of Sword Light, appearing leisurely yet waiting for the moment his opponent exhausted himself to deliver a fatal blow.

Jian Wuya: “Earth Sword!”

Jian Yinyang: “I’m fine, let’s attack together!!”

Truly, such is the world of martial arts—devoid of right or wrong, only grievances and debts, forcing all involved to act against their will.

Regardless of past conflicts, the current chaos proved that wherever there are people, there is the martial world!

Ye Kuang: “The grievances of the martial world have pierced my heart—do not force me to draw my sword without mercy!”

With his furious roar, even the heavens seemed unable to bear witness, shrouding the sky for miles in layers of gloom.

The visible haze of clouds acted like a veil of shame, unwilling to let this scene of carnage remain in the world.

Clang, clang, clang!

Clash, clash, clash!

It was no surprise that flashes of blades and Sword Light repeatedly tore through the mist, echoing across the sky, the relentless clashing of weapons unable to conceal the grievances of the martial world.

“Form the array! Heaven, Earth, and Human—three swords unite!”

Mount Shu Sword Control Art!

Unbridled as a heavenly steed, the sword soars!

Thump, thump, thump!

Fallen leaves swept aside, the sword commands wind and thunder!

Bang, bang, bang!

A rainbow piercing the sun, the sword awakens the spring!

Clang, clang, clang!

A sword with the weight of a thousand jun, it splits bamboo with ease!

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

Fleeting Light Soaring Sword!

Whoosh, sizzle, sizzle!

Twilight of Gods Sword Dusk!

Clang, hiss, boom!

Splendid Light Thousand-Foot Sword!

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

“Tenfold certain death—Sword Purgatory!”“Innate Sword Inquiry!!!”

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Clang clang clang, thud thud thud!