novelraw Chapter 358: My Name is Invincible, Surname Xuan Yuan
Chapter 358: My Name is Invincible, Surname Xuan Yuan
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Shao Yi Man and Shao Yi Ming, seeing the situation escalating, quickly shouted to stop it.
But Shao Yi Chuan had his eyes solely on Long Fei Fei and paid no attention to their warnings. His grin turned sinister as he closed the gap between them.
“Prepare to die!”
Boom!
He threw a punch.
To his surprise, he didn’t feel the softness of flesh but the cold hardness of stone. The figure of Long Fei Fei before him vanished, revealing a yellowish stone brick instead.
Crack!
A fissure spread across the surface.
Shao Yi Chuan’s face turned pale with shock.Meanwhile, Yu Zhao, seizing the moment, channeled energy and struck with a palm. “Daoist Shao, let me assist you!”
The three members of the Shao family were furious, nearly losing their balance. It was Yu Zhao who had provoked this mess, and now she had the gall to act helpful. Utterly shameless!
However, the Shao family had already been dragged into this chaos, and distancing themselves now would only draw ridicule. Thus, Shao Yi Man and Shao Yi Ming also joined in.
Not one to miss out on action, Long Fei Fei cheerfully pitched in as well.
With the combined strength of five Nascent Soul cultivators, a massive hole was blasted into the stone wall, revealing yet another passageway. This new path, however, was different; every stone brick bore strange, inscrutable patterns.
Without a word, the group slipped into the new corridor. Just as the last person entered, the rubble from the broken wall reassembled itself, seamlessly erasing any trace of damage.
The group exchanged uneasy glances.
“Whose bright idea was it to have passages beside passages?” Shao Yi Ming muttered under his breath.
“Enough. Focus on finding an exit,” Shao Yi Man cut him off and strode forward.
Shao Yi Ming promptly silenced himself and followed her. The rest moved in order, progressing cautiously.
Yu Zhao kept her eyes forward, her divine sense lingering on the intricate patterns etched into the stones. These lines appeared random yet hinted at an elusive order, both perplexing and impossible to ignore.
As Yu Zhao committed the patterns to memory, the sound of hastened footsteps ahead caught her attention. She looked up to see a square-shaped exit looming ahead, shrouded by an impenetrable barrier that blocked any attempt to discern what lay beyond.
Si Tu Jian Nan hesitated, coming to a stop. Typically, such situations warranted deliberation.
To everyone’s astonishment, Shao Yi Man skipped the usual caution and declared, “I’ll check it out,” before diving into the exit.
Si Tu Jian Nan stared in disbelief. Was this really the Shao Yi Man he knew?
“Big Sister!” her brothers cried. Worried, they gritted their teeth and followed her in.
Ji Han Zhou glanced back at Yu Zhao, who, in turn, looked to Long Fei Fei.
Long Fei Fei waved a hand dismissively. “It’s safe. Go in.”
Reassured, Yu Zhao nodded. Ji Han Zhou steeled himself and marched into the barrier.
Beyond the barrier lay a vast, empty hall. It was barren—no furnishings, no visible entrances or exits. Once the last person, Si Tu Jian Nan, stepped inside, the passage they had used disappeared entirely.
“This again?” Shao Yi Chuan snapped. “Do they expect us to smash through another wall?”
Though the others said nothing, their expressions darkened. They were baffled about the hall’s purpose or why the passage led them here.
Separating to search for clues, Yu Zhao chose a corner, running her fingers over the enigmatic lines on the stones. Her confusion deepened. What could these patterns signify?
Their search yielded no valuable information. Just as they began to despair, a weathered voice suddenly echoed through the hall:
“Challengers, you have finally arrived.”
Everyone spun toward the sound, only to see… nothing. If there was anything present, it was merely a wisp of air.
“Challengers, welcome to my domain. My name is Invincible, surname Xuan Yuan! Perhaps you know me better by another name—War God Xuan Yuan!”
The group’s reactions varied.
“You’re the War God Xuan Yuan?”
“Impossible! War God Xuan Yuan vanished 700 years ago. His life should have ended long ago!”
“Senior Xuan Yuan? Could it truly be you?”
War God Xuan Yuan was a legend, acknowledged as the strongest sword cultivator in the cultivation world’s history. A figure countless sword practitioners idolized.
For Ji Han Zhou, Xuan Yuan had been a lifelong goal, inspiring him to train relentlessly to someday stand beside his Senior Sister Yu.
Hearing this name in such a setting left him both stunned and exhilarated.
“Years ago,” the voice continued, “I dueled with Wu Gui San Ren atop a solitary peak. Though the match ended without a victor, I retreated to the Ancient Tower in the Desert of Lost Souls to cultivate, intending to emerge and settle our score.
“However, upon re-emerging, I learned he had succumbed to inner demons while attempting a breakthrough. My desire for battle faded. I returned to the Ancient Tower and never stepped out again.
“This tower contains my lifetime’s insights and treasures. You, challengers, have been chosen as the lucky ones.”
Everyone: !!!
What was this if not a gift from the heavens?
War God Xuan Yuan’s legacy!
Xuan Yuan Invincible was renowned not only for his unparalleled swordsmanship but also for his combative spirit. Since his youth, he had sought duels daily. Defeating someone meant he would no longer challenge them, but anyone who bested him became a target until he won.
Through endless sparring, he earned his title, his legacy a prize that could drive any sword cultivator mad with desire.
Among the group, two were sword cultivators: Ji Han Zhou and Shao Yi Ming. Their eyes reddened with excitement, glaring at each other with newfound hostility.
Even the non-sword cultivators were thrilled. Xuan Yuan’s wealth and knowledge promised immense rewards, making the journey worthwhile.
“But—” Xuan Yuan’s voice interrupted, dousing their excitement.
“Only one of you can inherit my legacy and leave here alive. The rest must die.”
Ji Han Zhou and Shao Yi Ming were shocked.
The first condition was acceptable—may the best person win. But the second was utterly unacceptable.
“Senior Xuan Yuan, even if we fail to obtain your legacy, we swear never to disclose this place. Please reconsider!” Shao Yi Ming pleaded.
If not for his siblings, he might have considered competing. But faced with the possibility of harming his family, he couldn’t bring himself to agree.
If he couldn’t accept, his only option was to persuade Xuan Yuan to change his mind.
But Xuan Yuan’s tone remained resolute. “Only through survival can one prove worthy of my legacy. If none of you act, I will ensure none of you leave.”
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