Volume 7 Chapter 17 - Chapter Seventeen: One Betrayer (1/2)

The reason that grandmasters were called so was because they had experienced countless battles, learned and understood deeply the details of how the primal energies flowed in the world, and broke through realm six to become realm seven, Mountain Moving.

Zhang Kuangdao was the most inconspicuous among these grand masters, but some of the subtle abnormalities were immediately sensed by the surrounding grandmasters.

Wei Wujiu turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly. He saw a copper box in Zhang Kuangdao’s hand. The bottom of this copper box was a silver white crystal stone. Inside, were dozens of small swords that looked like raw iron.

In a blink of the eye, the vital energy inside Zhang Kuangdao surged out madly into the copper box. These dozens of silver swords gave off a vast and majestic presence as heavy as a mountain.

The small silver swords seemed to fly like tin mountains in the senses of these cultivators. In the air, or more accurately in the flowing primal energies of the universe, there was the presence of tin. The grandmasters within these energies seemed to be filled with tin in their bodies, especially their chests.

The dozens of small silver swords fell like mountains, and locked down the scattered retreat of these grandmasters.

Including Wei Wujiu, all of the Qin grandmasters who were shrouded in these sword presences were very furious. They finally understood where Consort Zhao Xiang’s true confidence came from.

To their great fury, it was not that Consort Zhao Xiang possessed powerful Chu weapons and could resolve this situation, but a betrayal from their own.

Zhang Kuangdao held the “Tin Mountain Sword Box.”

The cultivators were not unfamiliar with this seal weapon. Before the Deer Mountain Conference, during the trap targeting Zhao Si and Bai Shanshui, this seal weapon had appeared, and stopped Bai Shanshui in her steps.

Bai Shanshui had been stopped for a moment, but still defeated this Tin Mountain Sword Box. It was naturally not possible to stop so many experts with the Tin Mountain Sword Box like it had Bai Shanshui.

But other than this Tin Mountain Sword Box, there was another vast sword essence that came down.

This sword essence came from Lian Bo who was quickly flying backwards. His dark green sword was still flying in the air, but at this time, an indigo sword silently appeared in his hand.

The indigo long sword was entangled with clouds, and there was mist and heavy rain forming in the clouds.

He was the person closest to Zhang Kuangdao, and should have been the one most likely to stop the other. But his attack did not fall towards the other, but the Qin grandmasters who were trapped by the Tin Mountain Sword Box.

The power contained in the indigo sword even surpassed the lifebond sword he had nurtured for many years. The clouds and water on the sword splashed as his sword descended, like the clouds and rain from the distant Wu Mountains had been pulled over, and charged into this tight space like serpents.

There were multiple shouts. All of the Qin grandmasters trapped by the Tin Mountain Sword Box reacted. They did not target Zhang Kuangdao and Lian Bo, but used their strongest defense. They were all extraordinary cultivators, and grandmasters. They knew, from the look of Lian Bo’s sword, they had no time to attack and flee.

Consort Zhao Xiang arrived.

Boom!

Consort Zhao Xiang appeared in the area locked down by the Tin Mountain Sword Box. She did not target a person, but fell hard to the ground like a meteor. She was faster than any person here. When she arrived, the Chu weapon in her hand had been completely activated.

Countless gold ants seemed to climb out, the golden seals forming a golden curtain of light. The sword energies of the Tin Mountain Sword Box, the sword energy of Lian Bo’s sword, and the power of the other Qin grandmasters who were defending collided in this space, hitting and cutting the golden curtain of light. In an instant, the golden light was shattered, and released more terrifying power.

A ball of golden sun formed in the space locked down by dozens of small silver swords.

Lian Bo’s sword essence, like countless serpents traveling through the cloud and rain, was shattered by the golden light and disappeared.

Plop!