Chapter 855: I Haven't Tried the Illusion Sword Technique Yet

Sword Name: Gui Xue!

Su Qianqian held the first-grade Lingjian inherited from her grandfather and swung it horizontally, actually drawing in the Tiandi Dadao.

“Time rules?”

Xiao Wanfeng, watching from behind, was stunned.

He was just hiding his sword, but that didn't mean his knowledge was hidden too.

He could still discern some of the power in that strike.

Jian Dao encompassed everything, and in the previous era, sword cultivators were equivalent to Lianling Masters.

Thus, among the three thousand Jian Dao, almost all attributes were included.

That was why people said it was impossible for the Jian Dao Wangzuo to master the essence.

Because if a Jian Dao Wangzuo truly mastered the essence, the Dao principles in their mind would be equivalent to a Lianling Master comprehending all the Tiandi Dadao at the Wangzuo realm!

Su Qianqian was clearly still just a Jianzong.

Jianzong was still a Zong.

The Zongshi realm was only about touching the Dao, not truly understanding or entering it.

Xiao Wanfeng considered his own comprehension extraordinary, but his cultivation was insufficient, so from the start, he had taken the path of sensing the various Jian Dao.

But Su Qianqian was a sword cultivator trained by orthodox Lianling Masters, right?

At the Zongshi realm, such a person clearly couldn't master the nine great Jian Shu.

Yet, with this strike, she faintly showed traces of the time rules from Huanjian Shu.

How old was she?

Xiao Wanfeng was dumbfounded.

This girl was so young, yet her comprehension was this strong.

If she were given time to develop, in another three or five decades, wouldn't she have a chance to reach the first realm of Huanjian Shu's essence?

“Beixue.”

Su Qianqian stepped into the air with a light shout, and the winds and clouds in the heavens changed.

On the desolate mountain ground, snow suddenly began to fall, and a sorrowful aura spread, affecting everyone in a short time.

Even Xiao Wanfeng, standing outside the battlefield, felt his vision blur.

Before he knew it, tears had wet his eyes.

The dozens of Lianling Masters charging from all directions were even more affected.

“What kind of Lingji is this?”

“Have I slowed down, or is she too fast... No, it seems like everyone has slowed down!”

“Why can't I see anymore? Why am I crying?”

“This snow...”

“Huanjian Shu?”

Su Qianqian's state of mind changed in a flash, like a spark of lightning.

In that instant, the trial participants, slowed by the time rules, even had their thoughts become sluggish.

They couldn't react in time.

The next second,

Not only were the time rules drawn in, affecting them,

But the snowflakes falling from the sky also began to influence their original intent to fight to the death.

Sorrow welled up uncontrollably.

With a few “chi la” sounds,

The snowflakes that landed seemed to have aged through countless years in the blink of an eye, piling up thickly on the ground.

And at that moment, Su Qianqian's strike seemed to have just barely finished...

“Boom!”

A thunderous explosion.

Snow flew everywhere.

The snowflakes torn apart by the sword energy filled the entire sky in an instant.

Su Qianqian sheathed her sword and thrust it heavily into the ground.

“Beizhong!”

A deafening rumble echoed from the nine heavens.

The pure white snow turned black in an instant, as if burdened by immense gravity, plummeting fiercely from the void.

In the process, even the Lianling Masters' bodies couldn't stop the snow's descent and piercing.

“Chi chi chi...”

Countless blood arrows sprayed out, instantly dyeing the heavens red.

Xiao Wanfeng's heart skipped a beat.

He blinked hard, trying to convince himself that this was an illusion, just an illusion...

Then, he shook off the sword energy's influence and opened his eyes again.

Nothing was there!

Not even a trace of snow, let alone piled-up snow.

The blood arrows spraying from the trial participants were all illusions too.

Yet, under this illusion, Xiao Wanfeng saw about thirty trial participants suddenly burst with light from their bodies.

That was the trial jade pendant detecting that the participants had suffered fatal injuries, teleporting them out of the Yunlun Mountains.

“Too late...”

Xiao Wanfeng realized.

Those people might already be dead.

Their bodies might not have taken any physical damage,

But their consciousness had died under Su Qianqian's Huanjian Shu, triggering the trial jade pendant's protection mechanism.

But would that mechanism work...?

Xiao Wanfeng didn't know.

He figured that while it could avoid physical harm, for consciousness death caused by Huanjian Shu, even immortals might not be able to save them.

“Huanjian Shu... She really knows Huanjian Shu! And it's not just beginner level—it's extremely proficient and usable in actual combat!”

Xiao Wanfeng thought of himself, and his lips curved into a bitter smile.

He was also a Jianzong,

But currently, he had no combat strength at all.

Though he prided himself on having studied the nine great Jian Shu and didn't belittle himself as untalented...

His nine great Jian Shu were all based on theory.

Even if some of those theories had been praised by Si Ren Mister,

Still,

Theory was just theory; he couldn't apply it in Jian Dao practice.

At least, for Su Qianqian's strike,

Even if he weren't hiding his sword, Xiao Wanfeng didn't know if he could pull it off.

It was like...

He understood the principles, and his foundational abilities seemed barely up to par, but whether he could use it in real combat was another story.

“Huff.”

On the mountain ground, Su Qianqian slowly exhaled after completing the technique.

Then, her face turned deathly pale, as if her energy and spirit had been drained in an instant, making her sway unsteadily even while standing.

“Too difficult.”

Huanjian Shu consumed the most mental energy.

It not only required the user to construct a flawless mental world in an instant but also ensured that this intangible mental world gave the enemies the most realistic feedback.

Killing in a dream was just like that.

Su Qianqian was only a Jianzong,

And she hadn't even reached adulthood, so her mental strength wasn't fully developed.

Forcibly using her grandfather's inherited technique to take down so many people in one go was already pushing her limits.

But even so, Jianzong had its boundaries.

The trial participants from the five domains were all young talents.

She had taken down most of them with that strike, but still, over a dozen had withstood it without their consciousness dying.

And more trial participants were arriving from the distance...

In the blink of an eye, she was surrounded by dozens again!

“She's weakened!”

Someone shouted fiercely, trying to stir up the crowd's anger for another attack.

But the others weren't fools.

After seeing her take down dozens with one strike, everyone was terrified.

“This Jianzong is terrifyingly strong.”

“How does she know Huanjian Shu? I've seen some Jianzong who only have Jian Yi but can't use the three thousand Jian Dao or the eighteen Jian Liu, let alone the nine great Jian Shu.”

“The ancient sword cultivator traditions are only passed down in the East Domain now.”

“Such profound comprehension of Huanjian Shu can probably only be learned in places like ‘Can Yue Xian Cheng’ or ‘Zang Jian Zong’.”

“What's this girl's background that she could master such sword techniques?”

Suddenly, everyone suspected Su Qianqian's identity.

Someone panicked: “Could she be from Can Yue Xian Cheng or Zang Jian Zong?”

“Impossible!” Someone immediately refuted.

“The people of Can Yue Xian Cheng focus on Jian Dao; we've only heard of sword cultivators from around the world visiting to comprehend the Eighth Jianxian Jian Yi—they don't come out to fight for fame and fortune if they haven't mastered it.”

“And Zang Jian Zong has even fewer inheritors; this generation only has three who walk the path, and they're all men.”

“This girl...”

Someone said, their eyes flashing with eagerness: “She must have obtained some ancient sword cultivator inheritance!”

Space source stone, ancient sword cultivator inheritance...

These two treasures on a seemingly exhausted young girl—how could that not make others jealous?

The crowd began to psyche themselves up for a second wave of attacks.

Xiao Wanfeng's heart tightened.

Su Qianqian, oh Su Qianqian, you're just a Jianzong, not some freak like Xu Shao—don't force yourself if you can't hold on!

It's just a space source stone; hand it over, and that's it, right?

He really wanted to step forward and advise her.

But as he moved his foot a few steps, Su Qianqian glanced back.

Their eyes met, and though no words were spoken, Xiao Wanfeng felt a daze.

He saw the unwavering determination in her eyes and her resolve to burn all bridges.

It was as if...

Su Qianqian wasn't guarding the space source stone; she simply didn't like giving away what was in her hands.

Xiao Wanfeng didn't know how he saw through that,

But in that moment of shared understanding, as fellow Jianzong, he glimpsed her stubbornness.

Just as he believed his own Jian Dao was correct, this young girl had something she wanted to protect.

“How old is she...”

Xiao Wanfeng didn't know what this girl had been through,

But at that moment, he didn't hesitate and stepped forward, drawing his wooden sword. “If you can't hold them off, leave the rest to me.”

“Can you handle it?” Su Qianqian glanced at his wooden sword.

Xiao Wanfeng hesitated, paused, then said: “Maybe, but it might scare you.”

“Ka.”

In the distant mountains, a floating white-haired, short-statured young man watched the scene of wolves surrounding a tiger, clenching his fists.

Others might not understand what Su Qianqian was holding onto,

But he did.

He was about to move, but the white-haired young man seemed to sense something and suddenly looked in another direction, stopping in his tracks.

“Pa, pa, pa.”

Just as everyone was about to launch a second attack, several untimely claps rang out.

“What a Jianzong, what a superb Huanjian Shu!”

Everyone stopped and turned to look.

They saw a few wisps of breeze carrying a youth who looked like a exiled immortal—sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips, and flawless fair skin that outshone everyone present.

He was enveloped in precious light, exuding an immortal aura.

The only thing that didn't match his demeanor was perhaps his eyes.

They were ordinary eyes, bright and spirited, but on such an extraordinary person, they seemed out of place, as if a saint shouldn't have such plain eyes.

“Who are you?”

Someone in the crowd was annoyed that he had interrupted their rhythm and shouted angrily.

Behind the youth, a rumble followed as hundreds of people arrived, startling everyone.

This person had brought a large team charging in.

With hundreds at his back, the youth's presence became even more noble.

“From the North Domain's Jiang Clan, it's Jiang Xian!”

A person behind the youth stepped forward with a mocking smile and a tone of reverence.

“Jiang Xian?”

This time, everyone was truly shocked.

The newcomer was the semi-saint successor, Jiang Xian?

The last fire-type source stone had been contested for so long, and it seemed some unknown upright figure had taken it, slashing everyone down.

In the end, the source stone disappeared, reportedly claimed by the semi-saint successor, and no one dared to fight for it anymore.

Now, this space source stone had drawn the semi-saint successor so quickly?

What could they do?

With a semi-saint successor here, ordinary people stood no chance!

Jiang Xian ignored the others and looked at Su Qianqian with an appreciative expression. “I remember Can Yue Xian Cheng and Zang Jian Zong don't have anyone like you. Follow me, and the space source stone is yours.”

Su Qianqian's expression was indifferent; she didn't reply and focused on regulating her breath.

Jiang Xian didn't move,

But the person behind him couldn't hold back and stepped forward, scolding: “Jiang Xian thinks highly of you because of your exceptional Jian Dao talent and wants to nurture you—don't be ungrateful!”

Su Qianqian remained silent.

The person from Jiang Xian's side felt ignored and snapped: “I'll give you three breaths to think! Know that without Jiang Xian's help, not only can't you handle this group, but with one word from him, our Jiang Clan team of over six hundred can tear you apart!”

Xiao Wanfeng couldn't stand it anymore.

These people were disgusting—how could they recruit someone like that?

Even if she agreed, the space source stone probably wouldn't be safe!

He lifted his foot to step forward.

“Get lost!”

The person from Jiang Xian's side glared and sneered: “Do you have a say here?”

Xiao Wanfeng was startled and awkwardly retracted his foot.

“Yoh.”

“Bullying a weak girl and a young boy?”

Suddenly, an ethereal female voice rang out from another side.

Jiang Xian turned to look, his pupils contracting.

The newcomer wore a red fluffy skirt, wrapped in bandages, with only two bright eyes visible.

“From the Black Heart Fruit Clan, it's Duo Er girl?”

Duo Er ignored Jiang Xian and looked toward the crowd's focus, tilting her head. “You're Xiao Wanfeng?”

Xiao Wanfeng was stunned.

In this situation, someone was actually paying attention to him?

Shouldn't they be focusing on Su Qianqian, the main player?

“I am...”

“You're Xiao Wanfeng, so why are you so spineless? One shout from someone, and you back down?”

Duo Er's tone was full of dissatisfaction.

Xiao Wanfeng was baffled.

What was this about?

If I didn't back down, should I just go up and get chopped?

I'm useless, you know...

Duo Er's eyes flashed with disdain, but soon, she seemed to recall something fun and laughed: “Xiao Wanfeng, I remember the source stone was yours originally, right? She took it. Hand over the space source stone from her, and I'll keep you safe.”

Before Xiao Wanfeng could respond, a rough voice boomed from the distance.

“Heh, so many people here? Perfect, everyone leave half their points behind, then get lost!”

A burly man with a great knife appeared.

“Tang Zheng!”

“Great Knife Tang Zheng!”

Those who had been in the first source stone battle panicked.

This was the super demon king who had slashed half their points and killed many—Tang Zheng!

He had come so quickly too?

Tang Zheng looked at Su Qianqian, grinned, and drew his knife. “You're different. You have to give me your points, hand over the space source stone, and use your Huanjian Shu to spar with me a few rounds.”

He licked his lips, his gaze turning bloodthirsty.

“I haven't tried the taste of Huanjian Shu yet!”