Chapter 890: Sword Saint Feiyu

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All the members of the Ancient Race of Prison Guardians in the surrounding area knelt down and worshipped the two prominent figures that entered. They kowtowed sincerely with their hands on the ground.

Even the half-saints bowed down and greeted the two figures.

All the people welcomed them in a respectful manner.

It was not just because they were saints and could defeat anyone, but it was also because of the wisdom and power they possessed, something that should be worshipped by everyone.

Sixty-four Holy Qi rings surrounded the Clan Lord, making him look like an actual God standing in front of the people.

His fierce eyes fixed on Shi Ren and Wang Jie.

Then, he groaned, “It is not a small matter that the Immortal Vampires have infiltrated the Pluto Sword Tomb. This could destroy the entire Pluto Sword Tomb. Rather than working together to find out the culprits, you fought amongst yourselves. The two of you are only making fun of yourselves in front of the immortal vampires.”

“I was wrong. Please punish me, dad.”

“It is my fault. I deserve to be punished, Clan Lord.”

Wang Jie and Shi Ren both knelt down at the same time. They took their mistakes seriously.

The Clan Lord turned to Wang Jie and became more serious. He scolded, “Wang Jie, do you know who you have offended just now?”

Wang Jie was the favorite child of the Clan Lord, because he was the most talented one among his siblings and had the highest potential to achieve the Saint level.

Usually, the Clan Lord would call him by his nickname.

Yet he was called by his full name just now. This meant that the Clan Lord was really angry.

Cold sweat broke out all over his back. “I…don’t know…,” said Wang Jie.

The Clan Lord shook his head at his son’s expression and said, “She is the Keeper of Heaven-Burier Sword, Sword Saint Feiyu. Quickly, apologize to her and ask for her forgiveness.”

Wang Jie understood his father’s intention immediately. He turned over to Sword Saint Feiyu and said, “It was my fault. I didn’t mean it. Please forgive me, Sword Saint Feiyu.”

Zhang Ruochen watched from the side. He thought, This young man must be the Clan Lord’s biological son.

Those observing could tell that the Clan Lord, who was fierce and strict, was protecting his son.

In this world, anyone who offended a saint risked getting killed, even if he was a half-saint.

However, the Clan Lord first talked about the internal strife between Shi Ren and Wang Jie that would only benefit the immortal vampires.

He then reminded Wang Jie that Sword Saint Feiyu was his senior and it was entirely his fault to have offended her.

Therefore, when Wang Jie apologized to Sword Saint Feiyu, she would not be able to blame him anymore. How could she?

It would make her look spiteful and touchy over petty matters. Before Sword Saint Feiyu could say anything, Zhang Ruochen knew this matter had been resolved already.

That was what he thought. He had underestimated her.

Sword Saint Feiyu did not bother to look at Wang Jie who was kneeling on the ground, nor did she say anything about forgiving him. She was staring at Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng instead.

Her eyes were like two bright stars shining in the sky.

Zhang Ruochen suddenly felt a heaviness come over him, as if he was stuck in the mud and incapacitated. He couldn’t breathe, as if his nervous system had shut down. Even his Holy Qi was frozen.

It is just a stare, how could it be so strong?

Zhang Ruochen clenched his jaw and activated his Five Elements Chaotic Body in an attempt to overcome the pressure Sword Saint Feiyu exerted.

Being unable to control his body’s movements despite having achieved the Half-Saint state already made him feel uneasy.

He had to break free of her compulsion and take back the control of his own body.

Xiang Zhengfeng was also pressured by Sword Saint Feiyu and fell to the ground. He, too, lost control his holy Qi.

Sword Saint Feiyu swayed a little.

Two thin shadows extended from her body. They looked exactly like her, as if she was replicated twice.

Whoosh.

The two shadows made the surrounding atmosphere grow cold like ghost spirits. They then swirled to Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Zhengfeng respectively in two whirlwinds.

They were actually Sword Saint Feiyu’s Holy Qi which were shaped after her.

“Break through!”

Zhang Ruochen’s arms outstretched towards the sky. Streams of coloured light pulsating from his body, vibrating through the air and overthrowing Sword Saint Feiyu’s compulsion.

Before he could step backwards, a dark shadow glided towards him at a rapid pace.

In response, he channelled the Holy Qi onto his palms to strike the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm.

Zhang Ruochen had performed this technique multiple times and had become quite used to the movement. He was very fast in unleashing the attack.

However, as his palms were ready to issue the power, two shadowy hands clasped around his wrists like iron cuffs.

The hands then twisted his arms around until a crackling sound was heard. Zhang Ruochen’s arms were broken.

“That was… fast…”

Zhang Ruochen withstood the pain, and tried to control the Taotian Sword with Sword Intent to launch another attack.

Once again, when he was just about to do so…

The shadow had already thrusted a palm strike against Zhang Ruochen’s chest, throwing him up to the sky.

The direct blow