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The sound of the pulse was like a drumbeat, as if some immense Ancient Willpower was awakening, sending a shiver through everyone present.
This Giant Cocoon was clearly unusual, and Bian Jian felt a vague sense of unease.
“Hahaha!” Yang Lao suddenly burst into laughter. “Bian Jian, old friend! I never expected we would meet again!”
Only then did Bian Jian turn towards the voice, seeing Yang Lao sitting on a stone, missing both legs and one arm. Behind him, an Octopus cautiously poked its head out, watching Bian Jian with a hint of fear and trepidation. It seemed ready to flee with Yang Lao at the slightest sign of trouble.
“You’re still alive!” Bian Jian stared at Yang Lao, his gaze sharp and cold, devoid of any warmth that might come from recognizing an old acquaintance.
“Bian Jian, surprised to see me? Back then, even when you teamed up with that person, you couldn’t kill me. Today, seeing me, Yang Beiguo, still alive must be quite shocking for you,” Yang Lao said calmly, looking at his imposing ‘old friend.’
“Hmm? Is this the place?”
At that moment, a murmured voice interrupted them.
Everyone turned to see Lian Qingzong and Jiang Lao entering through the cave entrance.
Jiang Lao shook off the dust that had settled on him from his journey.
“How did you get in here?” Bian Jian asked, eyeing the young man clad in Crimson Armor and carrying the Fire Cloud Wide Blade.
Lian Qingzong didn’t respond but instead scanned the area, quickly spotting Yang Lao ahead. His eyes narrowed as he focused on the newcomers.
“Young man, is that the Fire Cloud Broad Sword you’re carrying?” Yang Lao suddenly inquired.
Jiang Lao intended to stop Lian Qingzong from responding, but Lian Qingzong raised a hand to halt him, clearly unwilling to avoid the question.
"This elder recognizes the sword on my back?" Lian Qingzong looked at him.
"Not just recognizes it; I remember it vividly!" Yang Lao replied with a strange smile, then patiently inquired, "Who are you to Lian Chongtang?"
"Young Master, don't pay him any mind!" Jiang Lao warned, his eyes filled with caution. As a seasoned individual, he could tell that Yang Lao's question was peculiar; something was clearly amiss here.
Lian Qingzong, however, disregarded the warning. After a moment of contemplation, he candidly replied, "He is indeed my grandfather."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bian Jian let out a few cold laughs and interjected, "Do you know who this old man is?"
Lian Qingzong maintained an expression of indifference, while Jiang Lao continued to scrutinize Yang Lao, seemingly trying to decipher something.
"Your grandfather personally severed both of his legs back in the day!" Bian Jian stated as if it were a casual remark.
Yang Beiguo chuckled coldly upon hearing this and looked at Bian Jian. "If it weren't for that sword from behind you, perhaps my legs wouldn't have been so easily severed!"
Bian Jian shot him a fierce glare and retorted aggressively, "Then why are you still alive?"
"Haha, perhaps the old master took pity on me and spared my life," Yang Lao said as he tore off his clothing to reveal a shocking penetrating scar on his left chest. It was clearly a sword wound. With his only remaining hand, he pointed at the scar and moved his finger slightly to the right. "My heart's longevity is different from that of ordinary people. That sword you wielded back then—if it had been just a bit more to the right, perhaps you wouldn't see me here today!"
After saying this, he adjusted his clothing and looked at Bian Jian.
"Truly an unrelenting spirit!" Bian Jian replied coldly with a murderous intent.
"But I was gravely injured. This sword wound on my chest and the loss of my two legs have put me in constant peril. To survive, I had no choice but to exhaust my Pulse Energy, destroying my foundation in cultivation. Now I am but a useless person. Yet I live for the day when I can confront the two who caused me such suffering. Although Lian Chongtang is not present, with an old acquaintance here, this matter should come to a conclusion." Yang Beiguo nodded with tears welling in his eyes. He did not speak in hysteria; rather, he expressed the truth. He had imagined countless times what it would be like to face the two enemies who had brought him to this state. Even being shattered into pieces would not quell the rage and hatred within his heart.
He had managed to survive until now solely by sheer willpower.
"Alright, since you want it to end, I will send you off one last time!" With that, Bian Jian prepared to strike Yang Beiguo with a final blow.
"Hahaha, if I die, none of you will ever uncover the secrets of the Tomb of the Giant Whale!" Yang Lao laughed fearlessly, as if he had nothing to lose.
"Nonsense!" Bian Jian scoffed, his Chuan Xing Jian suddenly glowing with Pulse Energy as he lunged towards Yang Lao, a streak of light shooting through the cave like a meteor!
Clang!
Dust flew everywhere.
A figure emerged from the haze, raising both hands to block the sword strike. Lian Qingzong stood in front of Yang Lao, seemingly unafraid.
"Haha. Good." Yang Lao appeared quite pleased; this risky move had actually worked.
Seeing his strike thwarted, Bian Jian was furious. He glared at the young man who dared to stand in his way and shouted, "You insolent brat! Even your grandfather wouldn't have dared to be so disrespectful to me. Are you really trying to stop me?"
"Senior Bian, I mean no offense. It's just that... I must obtain the secrets of the Tomb of the Giant Whale, so I apologize for any offense caused!" Lian Qingzong replied calmly, showing no fear of offending this old acquaintance of his grandfather.
"Very well!" Bian Jian coldly regarded him. "Since you've chosen to fight, don't blame me for being ruthless!" He then stepped back with his sword and issued an order, "Bai Ling, Hei Ling, Four Symbols Guard! Eliminate them!"
Bai Ling and Hei Ling sprang into action. Bai Ling's Battle Axe whirled like a tornado towards Lian Qingzong, while Hei Ling swiftly switched to a Machine Gun, unleashing a barrage of bullets—
The rain of bullets fell thick and fast!
Bang! Lian Qingzong's form suddenly erupted with pure red Pulse Energy all around him, creating a protective barrier in the blink of an eye!
The bullet struck the pure Pulse Energy shield, ricocheting off in all directions!
Bai Ling swung her Battle Axe down, but Lian Qingzong's figure flickered, leaving behind an afterimage. Bai Ling was stunned as her axe missed its target and crashed into the ground, creating a loud boom and sending shards of stone flying.
Before she could react, a fierce gust of wind swept through, hitting her on the right side and sending her crashing against the wall, where several stones fell around her.
"Sister!" Hei Ling glanced back for a moment, quickly transforming her hands into Hand Cannons. She fired at Lian Qingzong's figure, but Lian Qingzong's red silhouette darted left and right, creating overlapping afterimages. The shells from her Energy Hand Cannons exploded chaotically against the cave walls with loud bangs.
Hei Ling quickly retreated to create distance, but Lian Qingzong suddenly halted on the other side of her retreat. He swung his Greatsword down, and she crossed her arms to block!
Clang!
The Greatsword scraped against her arms, producing sparks that revealed the metallic nature of her crossed Hand Cannons.
"Oh?" Lian Qingzong observed the girl with mechanical arms without a hint of pity. He effortlessly dragged his Greatsword, and a surge of Pulse Energy erupted along the broad blade!
Clang!
Her mechanical arms were neatly severed.
The blazing Pulse Energy followed the sword's edge downwards, slicing into her shoulder and penetrating a quarter of her body. Sparks flew out as parts scattered.
Hei Ling stared at the searing Greatsword that threatened to cleave her right shoulder in two. She raised her severed hands, and with a whoosh!
Two Energy Longswords crackling with electricity appeared in her hands. She swung the swords towards Lian Qingzong, who yanked his Greatsword away from Hei Ling's body and aimed a kick at the half-mechanical girl!
Boom!
A blow to the head felt like a heavy strike, and something flew out, landing on the ground.
Lian Qingzong retracted his foot, standing still as he gazed at the girl before him. She slowly turned around, revealing the half of her head that had been kicked in. Her delicate facial skin was somewhat torn, with fine sparks of electricity flickering chaotically inside. Yet, her beautiful face was so enigmatic that it was hard to believe it was a mechanical one. Even more astonishing was that her head was completely bare!
What had just flown off was her long, flowing black hair.
A wig? Lian Qingzong stared at the mechanical girl.
Bang!
In the distance, Bai Ling rose from a pile of rubble. Seeing her sister exposed and injured, fury surged within her as she roared and swung her Battle Axe, charging toward Lian Qingzong like a whirlwind.
Lian Qingzong met her attack with his Greatsword, sparks flying as their weapons clashed in the air.
"Four Symbols Guard, go help!" Bian Jian sensed that these two sisters were no match for Lian Qingzong.
However, just as the Four Symbols Guard prepared to move, Jiang Lao appeared behind one of the Xiang Wei members who had reacted too slowly to join the fray. He drew his sword, piercing through that member of the Four Symbols Guard with a sharp thrust.
The other three members of the Four Symbols Guard saw their comrade ambushed by that sinister old man and rushed to engage him in battle.
Bian Jian observed the chaotic battlefield and turned to approach the Giant Cocoon. Standing before it, he looked up at the shimmering silver light enveloping water that spun slowly above. Inside it lay a special Broad-Edged Double-Bladed Grooved Sword!
Around this sword swam two water-like whales, occasionally emitting cries.
"Hmph, it's ultimately mine," Bian Jian thought as he sheathed his longsword, attempting to absorb the sword above with Pulse Energy. But once again, the Giant Cocoon thudded loudly as if protesting against him.
Bian Jian paused for a moment before trying again, only to hear the pulsing sounds from within the Giant Cocoon once more.
Bian Jian did not dare to be careless. He took a step back and infused layer upon layer of Pulse Energy into the Chuan Xing Jian, causing the blade to shine brilliantly. His gaze was cold and resolute as he stared at the Giant Cocoon. Even though a monstrous beast lay within, he intended to slay the feeble life inside with a single strike!
With a sneer, he suddenly raised his sword, preparing to thrust it straight in!
Clang!
Yang Lao's face appeared to his right, wielding a chopping knife that swept aside the sword Bian Jian was about to stab with!
Bian Jian kicked Yang Lao in the chest, sending him flying backward, blood spraying from his mouth. The Octopus supporting him also tumbled helplessly to the ground. He lay there, unable to pay attention to the blood he was vomiting, and looked up at Bian Jian.
"Die!"
Bian Jian roared, shaking the Chuan Xing Jian in his hand. The light blazed like the sun before he thrust it straight into the Giant Cocoon!
"It's over!" Yang Lao clutched his chest, feeling several ribs break with excruciating pain, a sense of despair rising within him.
Bian Jian's full-powered strike was clearly aimed at killing Lu Fei Fan inside the Giant Cocoon!
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