However, he was not the most unfortunate one. The most unfortunate was Qu Fengting. Even the Fifth Prince and Nian An Yao were unable to protect themselves, so how could they possibly keep him safe? At this mont, Qu Fengting’s whole body was buried in the dirt, with only his hands sticking out, twitching incessantly, twitching so much that even the Fifth Prince’s eyelids jumped wildly.
In fact, Qu Fengting was rather lucky, at least he was twitching, which proved he wasn’t dead yet.
"Fengting!" The Fifth Prince endured severe pain, rushed up to pull Qu Fengting out, since he was his only loyal confidant. If he were to suffocate like this, his wish of becoming truly alone would prematurely co true.
In a critical mont, the Fifth Prince didn’t worry about potentially hurting Qu Fengting, and directly pulled him out like pulling a radish, clinging to his hands... oh no, he clung to Qu Fengting’s hands and pulled hard.
"Crack snap," ca the sound of breaking bones. The Fifth Prince finally pulled Qu Fengting out. Qu Fengting scread in agony, his eyes rolled white, and he twitched even more fiercely.
Seeing Qu Fengting was not dead, the Fifth Prince was finally relieved. But before he could catch his breath, another skeleton charged up.
"Help, Master Nian, help." Terrified, the Fifth Prince shouted loudly to Nian An Yao.
"Your Highness, stay calm, stay calm." Nian An Yao swallowed an elixir, his originally minor injuries imdiately improved by more than half, and he leaped beside the Fifth Prince.
With Nian An Yao protecting him, the Fifth Prince finally cald down a bit and stopped shouting.
"Your Highness need not worry. If I’m not mistaken, what this witch used is the legendary, long-lost Dead Spirit Soul Binding Technique. Although this evil spell is formidable, turning these skeletons into Death Spirit Sword Slaves is extrely troubleso. She can’t possibly achieve it all at once, likely only controlling them by collecting a thread of residual soul.
This skeleton looks powerful, but it really only has one explosive strike from its residual soul before it disintegrates. Watch as I block this one sword, and it will defeat itself." Nian An Yao’s insightful discernnt revealed Zhao Lingxian’s use of the evil spell, speaking with confident assurance.
He was a Sixth Rank Sword Master, and had it not been for being caught off guard earlier, he wouldn’t have suffered even a minor setback. Now that he was prepared and knew that all he needed to do was block one attack, he was naturally full of confidence.
"Master Nian, I’m so fortunate to have you assisting . It’s the blessing of my cultivation in my previous life. When I achieve my great ambitions in the future, I certainly will not forget your kindness, and will honor you with the title of national advisor." Seeing Nian An Yao’s confident deanor, the Fifth Prince felt even more assured, gratefully offering up grand promises as he montarily lowered his royal status and called himself a junior.
"Let’s talk about those things later, later." Although Nian An Yao knew the Fifth Prince was giving empty promises to win hearts, he couldn’t help but grin widely at his respectful words.
No sooner had he spoken than that skeleton charged forward, leaping high to strike down with its Sword Slash.
"Good timing!" shouted Nian An Yao, flying forward to greet the attack.
At that mont, Master Nian moved with agile grace, embodying the deanor of a supre master with the sword like flying, the body like a dragon, resembling the legendary Heavenly Flying Immortal!
Thinking of the Heavenly Flying Immortal, Han Yan looked at Nian An Yao with a hint of pity in his eyes.
Judging by Nian An Yao’s swaggering deanor, he likely thought the skeleton was like the previous one with Fifth Rank Sword Master power. But Han Yan’s keen Six Senses perceived this skeleton was far stronger. Once the residual soul erupted, it was at least Seventh Rank Sword Master, perhaps even higher.
Nian An Yao’s arrogance was bound to backfire.
As Han Yan secretly sneered, the skeleton burst open, and the rusty longsword emanated blinding white light.
"Ah..." Then, a scream echoed as Nian An Yao was hit like a giant stone, flying out. He flew so high, struck the cave ceiling hard, bounced off, and hit the ground even faster.
Indeed, this was the true Heavenly Flying Immortal.
Like a booming crash, Nian An Yao’s figure disappeared, leaving a giant crater in the ground.
Staring at the pit before him, the Fifth Prince stood wide-eyed, mouth agape, looking dumbfounded until he finally snapped back to reality.
"Master Nian, Master Nian." The Fifth Prince scrambled forward, clawing at Nian An Yao, his face pale with fear.
He was counting on Nian An Yao for salvation. If Nian An Yao were dead, who would protect him?
Soon, the Fifth Prince used both hands to dig up Nian An Yao as if digging out a potato.
Nian An Yao now resembled Qu Fengting beside him, rolling his eyes and twitching all over.
Watching the elderly and the youth seeming to compete over who twitched faster and stronger, sadness welled up in the Fifth Prince’s heart. He wondered if he should give up on the throne struggle and just find a place and farm instead. After all, whether pulling radishes or potatoes, he had honed his skills, and neither would twitch.
"Eighth Rank Sword Master, it’s actually Eighth Rank Sword Master!" Fortunately, Nian An Yao’s strength far surpassed Qu Fengting’s, and he quickly regained his breath, spitting out blood in shock.
"Master Nian, now what should we do?" Seeing blood at the corners of Nian An Yao’s mouth, the Fifth Prince was scared to tears.
What to do? Nian An Yao glanced warily at Zhao Lingxian in the distance.
Although his understanding of the Dead Spirit Soul Binding Technique was correct, and he was sure the witch couldn’t turn these skeletons into true Death Spirit Sword Slaves in such a short ti, they only had one chance to attack. However, these skeletons had been formidable warriors in life.
He could now guess these skeletons were those who ventured into the Divine Beast territory and died there. Anyone capable of breaking the seal and arriving here was a once-powerful figure, having Sword Saint Realm cultivations in life wouldn’t be surprising.
He hadn’t even encountered the strongest, who knew how terrifying the other skeletons might be?
What to do? Other than slipping away, what else could be done? Nian An Yao made up his mind, swallowed several elixirs, and prepared to flee with the Fifth Prince. As for Qu Fengting, if he could save him, he would; if not, it was bad luck for him.
Unfortunately, before he could make a move, Zhao Lingxian pointed her finger, and another skeleton leaped up, slashing toward him.
"Damn it, can’t you end it? I was already ready to flee, yet you persist." Nian An Yao was so angry he wanted to curse, but unfortunately, he had no chance to speak before the opponent attacked too swiftly.
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