Chaotic Sword God Chapter 1089: Guihai Yidao (Two)

Chapter 1089: Guihai Yidao (Two)

“This is the Emperor Armant that has existed in our Tyrant’s Blade School for more than a million years. Can anyone give an explanation on what is happening?” A great elder said in shock as disbelief filled his face.

“Who is this person? Why is the Emperor Armant of our school so close with him? This has never happened before...”

“Has the Emperor Armant co out just for this person?”

The great elders of the Tyrant’s Blade School were all frightened. The Emperor Armant was just too important to the protector clan. They could not afford to lose it. They all felt very uneasy when they saw how the Emperor Armant was floating so close to an outsider.

“The Emperor Armant was left behind by our founding ancestor. No one has been able to control it in all these years, yet the Emperor Armant’s behaving in such a strange way now. Has it been controlled by an outsider?”

“The Emperor Armant cannot fall into the hands of outsiders. If it really reaches that point, we’ll kill this person,” an older great elder sternly said. His voice was filled with killing intent.

“Let retrieve the Emperor Armant.” One of the middle-aged n took a step forward. His hand was protected by a thick layer of Saint Force and World Force as he grabbed at the hilt.

However, as soon as his hand approached the glow of the Emperor Armant, blood was thrown into the air. His hand was reduced to a bloody ss. If he had not pulled it back so quickly, his hand would probably have been destroyed.

“I- impossible... impossible. I’ve actually been injured by the Emperor Armant, and this isn’t because of the backlash from the Emperor Armant.” The man stared at his bloody hand. He felt astounded.

The other great elders of the Tyrant’s Blade School were all shocked as well. They struggled to believe what had just happened. When they touched the Emperor Armant before, they would only suffer a backlash from the great power of the Emperor Armant. This was the first ti an injury from the Emperor Armant had occurred.

The great elders did not understand what was happening to the Emperor Armant, but they could not approach it. As a result, all they could do was stand there and slowly wait.

Jian Chen and Huang Luan approached the island very quickly. They saw what was happening there clearly. Jian Chen recognized the weapon as an Emperor Armant of a protector clan, so he secretly raised his guard.

“Jian Chen, do you know what they’re doing?” Huang Luan leaned on Jian Chen as she asked a question out of curiosity while pointing her finger at the island.

Jian Chen shook his head as he stared attentively at the Emperor Armant and the man who had suffered earlier. He too felt extrely curious.

The great elders discovered Jian Chen as he approached them and recognized him with a single glance. A sliver of fear appeared in their eyes as they looked around cautiously before relaxing a little.

“Jian Chen, the Tyrant’s Blade School has matters here. I hope you do not approach us just in case it leads to a misunderstanding.” An elderly man clasped his hands at Jian Chen from afar.

Jian Chen and Huang Luan did not get any closer, watching on from afar in amusent.

“So it’s the Emperor Armant of the Tyrant’s Blade School. By the looks of it, the Emperor Armant seems to have lost control and has co here by itself. Though, who is that person, and why has the Emperor Armant suddenly seeked him out?” Jian Chen deduced inside.

The great elders all ford a circle around the middle-aged man who was breaking through to prevent him from suddenly fleeing after rousing from the breakthrough.

The Emperor Armant levitated above the burly man as a layer of blinding white light enveloped the man from above. This was an extrely powerful type of light, able to easily injure Saint Kings. Clearly, it was protecting the middle-aged man who was in the middle of his breakthrough.

This lasted for six whole hours before the man completed his breakthrough. He slowly opened his eyes.

In that instant, two bolts of lightning seed to shoot out of his eyes. His eyes beca abnormally bright, like two bright pearls in the dark night.

All the great elders of the Tyrant’s Blade School shuddered inside under the gaze of the man. At that mont, they discovered in shock that they seed to have been seen through by the middle-aged man, as if nothing was a secret to him.

The great elders all beca extrely astounded. They were all people who had stepped into Saint King for many years, yet they had just been seen through by soone who had just reached Saint King. They found this unbelievable.

The heavy gaze of the middle-aged man vanished very quickly and returned back to normal. His pitch-black and profound eyes seed to contain a whole different world, as if it was a vast and boundless universe.

The man slowly raised his head toward the sky and faintly smiled. He produced a deep sigh, “Tian Yuan Continent, I, Guihai Yidao, have finally returned. I never thought that the energy of the world would have beco so thin after being gone for so long.” The man was lancholy. He gently waved an arm and the Emperor Armant floating above him imdiately and obediently flew into his hand. The glow of the blade actually failed to harm the man.

“I have already returned successfully. I wonder if you guys have returned.” Reminiscence flooded his eyes as he stared at the sky.

The great elders all witnessed what the Emperor Armant did. They felt utterly dumbfounded. The Emperor Armant had existed for so many years in the Tyrant’s Blade School, yet there was no one in all of history who could wield it in such an easy fashion.

“Sir, who are you? In your hand is the Emperor Armant of the Tyrant’s Blade School. Please return it imdiately, just in case it leads to a misunderstanding,” The elderly great elder said.

The man leveled his gaze at the great elders around him. He said, “Are you disciples of the Tyrant’s Blade School? I never thought the Tyrant’s Blade School would beco weaker and weaker.”

“What did you say!?”

The great elders’ expressions all drastically changed. Their eyes narrowed, and they seed to be ready to fight over the next disagreent.

As one of the ten protector clans of the continent, the Tyrant’s Blade School was an overlord without a doubt. No one had ever dared to speak to them like that.

The man smiled scornfully, “My na is Guihai Yidao. I wonder if there’s still anyone who rembers after so many years.” As he said that, he gently swung the Emperor Armant and cut through the space like a hot knife through butter. A Space Gate ford and he directly left through it. However, the landscape beyond the Space Gate seed the sa as the space where the Tyrant’s Blade School dwelled.

The great elders all stood there astounded. Disbelief flooded their faces as their hearts churned. They struggled to calm down.

“Guihai Yidao, Guihai Yidao... I- i- is he...”

One of the great elders said with a trembling voice as shock filled his face.

“Impossible, it can’t be him...”

The great elders all involuntarily cried out. None of them were able to remain calm.

“He can actually return to our independent space without going through the World Gate. Let’s return quickly.” The elderly great elder hurriedly said as he watched the man disappear.

Afterward, the great elders all split open the space and left, returning to the protector clan as fast as they could.

From afar, Jian Chen stared deeply in the direction where the great elders had disappeared. A gleam of light flashed through his eyes as he began to ponder. He felt extrely curious about the middle-aged man’s identity.

“Guihai Yidao. That person’s called Guihai Yidao. Who is he?” Jian Chen gently murmured. However, before he could obtain an answer, he left with Huang Luan, continuing his way to the territory of the Sea race.

Soon, Jian Chen arrived in the air above the sea realm with Huang Luan. The sea goddess’ illusionary figure appeared almost the mont he arrived.

“Your majesty, Luan’er possesses the Water Spirit’s Body. I want to leave her in the sea realm to cultivation,” Jian Chen clasped his hands to the sea goddess in an extrely courteous manner.

The sea goddess slowly nodded. She turned her blurry face to Huang Luan, “Jian Chen, the secret technique that entwines your friend’s fate with soone else has been removed, but another secret technique has been planted in her by soone else.”

“What? Another person’s planted a new secret technique in Huang Luan’s soul?” Jian Chen paled in fright. He seed to have been struck by a bolt from the blue.

Huang Luan’s face also began to sink. A sliver of paleness appeared on her face as she tightly clenched her fists. She remained silent.

“Correct, and this secret technique has been recently planted. It has completely fused with her soul, so it hides extrely deep. If it weren’t for my powerful soul, probably no one would have realized it,” said the sea goddess.

Jian Chen’s face began to darken. He gnashed his teeth, “Changyang Qing Yun! It must be Changyang Qing Yun that old fox.” Jian Chen’s face was cold as killing intent flooded him inside.

“Jian Chen, I can sense that this secret technique cannot pose any harm to your friend for now. Leave your friend in the Sea Goddess Hall. I’ll get the hall master to think of a thod and see if she can remove the seal or not. However, the secret techniques of the protector clans are extrely profound, and those that target the soul are especially complicated. Even I am helpless before them,” said the sea goddess.

Jian Chen clasped his hands in gratitude before leaving Huang Luan there.

“Jian Chen, I will co and find you after I beco a Saint King.” Huang Luan cried out as she tearfully stared at Jian Chen’s back. She knew that there she wouldn’t see Jain Chen for a very long ti.

In the Tyrant’s Blade School, the Emperor Armant had been returned to the forbidden grounds. It was stabbed into the ground in a hundred-ter-long form as it radiated with powerful blade Qi. The bare-chested Guihai Yidao sat on the giant hilt with his eyes closed.

The great elders returned from outside and excitedly stared at Guihai Yidao with a group of Saint Rulers.

“Are you really the founder of our Tyrant’s Blade Sect?” The elderly great elder asked with a trembling voice. His eyes were filled with hope.

“So many years have passed. I didn’t think you bunch of juniors would still rember . Looks like I didn’t found this school for nothing,” Guihai Yidao said with his eyes closed. His voice was extrely indifferent, giving off an unfathomable feeling.

The group of expects imdiately rejoiced when they confird Guihai Yidao’s identity. However, all of them were filled with endless suspicion at the sa ti.

“Founder, it’s been over a million years since that age. H- how is it possible for you to still be alive?” A great elder asked.

“When I reached the end of my life, I used an absolute secret technique to seal my mories into the Wave-breaking Blade and threw my soul into samsara at the sa ti. Once the circumstances are right, my mories sealed in the Wave-breaking Blade will sense it and control the weapon to co find . The weapon will return my mories, allowing to rember my past life. I have only just recovered my mories right now.” Guihai Yidao explained.

Note: Guihai Yidao translates roughly to ‘a stroke (of the blade) to the sea.’