King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 723 225: Sword Qi Unleashed—Shi Feiyang's Life Hangs by a Thread, Liu Tingting's Killing Intent Boundless

For a long time, he had never noticed the ring on the middle finger of his left hand.

This ring was ancient and mysterious, engraved with a vividly lifelike dragon tower, as if it could soar into the sky at any moment, roaming the heavens, with endless power seemingly contained within the tower.

At this moment, the aftershocks of the strong force that had just rebounded from the tower still lingered, subtly flickering with a peculiar and mysterious glow.

In an instant, his vision was gently veiled by a sheer gauze as thin as a cicada's wings, becoming hazy and indistinct.

Amidst this haze, the enchanting and mesmerizing smile of the Sunflower Saintess appeared quietly before him, like a delicate flower blooming under the warm spring sun.

That smile was like the warmest sunshine in spring, instantly dispelling all the coldness in his heart, making him feel as if he were in a warm sea of flowers in full bloom and fragrance, surrounded by warmth and sweetness.

Shi Feiyang's eyes were instantly filled with confusion and longing, his gaze becoming tender and affectionate as he involuntarily reached out, his fingers trembling slightly, attempting to touch the Sunflower Saintess's face, smooth and delicate like mutton fat jade.

However, what he touched with his fingertips was nothing but a wisp of light smoke, which lingered at his fingertips for a moment before vanishing in an instant. The figure of the Sunflower Saintess also dissipated like a fleeting illusion before his eyes, leaving no trace.

Shi Feiyang stood there dumbfounded, his lips trembling slightly, muttering to himself: "Is this... could this possibly be an illusion? Why does it feel so real, so tangible? Or perhaps the Sunflower Saintess is indeed a higher-level Celestial Immortal, possessing extraordinary Divine Power, free to come and go without being bound by the mortal world?"

His voice was low and hoarse, echoing in the vast and desolate mountaintop, carrying a deep sense of confusion and longing, seeking an answer from this boundless universe.

Shi Feiyang took a deep breath of the piercing cold mountain air, the icy airflow coursing down his throat, attempting to calm the tangled mess of thoughts in his mind.

He steadied himself, then slowly reached for the deerskin bag at his waist, a bag unnoticed by common people.

This deerskin bag seemed ordinary, yet it exuded a mysterious aura, hiding secrets unknown to others.

His fingers moved gently, giving the deerskin bag a slight shake.

In an instant, Lu Hongye, Yang Xue'Er, and Shi Xiong emerged from it one after another.

The moment the three landed, their feet sank into the soft snow with a slight "crunch."

As they looked up, they were instantly stunned by the scene before them, their faces filled with bewilderment and confusion.

Lu Hongye's eyebrows knitted together, resembling bent willow leaves in spring, her lively eyes swiftly scanning the surroundings.

All around stood towering peaks, like proud giants standing tall, their snow-capped summits glittering dazzlingly under the sunlight.

The cold wind roared past like a ferocious beast, tossing her jet-black hair into wild disarray, with a few strands blown against her rosy cheeks, adding an extra touch of chaotic beauty.

She couldn't help but part her vermilion lips, asking, "Shi Lang, where exactly is this place? How did we suddenly end up on this mountaintop from the plains?"

Her gaze was full of confusion, her eyes fixed on Shi Feiyang, trying to find answers in his eyes, her eagerness and anticipation written all over her face.

Yang Xue'Er also widened her beautiful, watery eyes, filled with puzzlement.

Her eyes were like clear lakes, now shrouded in a mist of confusion.

Instinctively, she tugged at Shi Feiyang's sleeve, which fluttered slightly in the cold wind.

In a sweet voice, she asked, "Shi Lang, what on earth is going on? I'm completely puzzled."

Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a mountain spring, yet in this cold mountaintop, it carried a slight tremor, evidently frightened by the sudden turn of events. Her cheeks were slightly flushed from the cold and fear, resembling peach blossoms blooming in spring, beautiful yet with a hint of vulnerability. Shi Xiong scratched his head, his young face full of bewilderment.

His eyes carried a touch of fear, glancing around at the unfamiliar and eerie environment.

The cold wind seeped into his collar, making him shiver involuntarily.

He said, "Young Master, this place feels incredibly eerie and frightening. How did we end up here all of a sudden?"

As he spoke, he instinctively moved closer to Shi Feiyang, who was his only support in this unfamiliar world.

Looking at the puzzled eyes of the three, Shi Feiyang felt a silent cry of despair in his heart.

He opened his mouth slightly, wanting to explain, but felt his throat unbearably dry, as if blocked by a lump of cotton, unable to utter a single word.

The reasons were too strange, involving many mysterious and unpredictable factors, heavenly secrets that could not be revealed, or they would surely incur divine retribution.

He sighed softly in resignation, the breath instantly becoming a cloud of white mist in the cold wind, dissipating into the air.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Everyone, this matter is a long story and hard to explain clearly at the moment. Let me find an appropriate time to explain it slowly later. What's urgent now is to quickly find a safe place for us to settle down."

Lu Hongye watched Shi Feiyang's hesitant demeanor, her heart filled with doubt, yet being smart and insightful, she knew he must have his difficulties.

She gently nodded, her graceful neck moving subtly like a swan's.

She said, "Alright, Shi Lang, we trust you. It's just that in such a desolate place, which direction should we head?"