611 - The Second of the Three Swords that Shook Clear River

Novel Chinese Ongoing 2015/11/29

Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 611, The Second of the Three Swords that Shook Clear River

In the vault of heaven, clouds scudded across and Ye Qingyu stood proudly straight. 

Feeling the pure energy coming from [Blood Drinker Sword], a light smiled curved his lips. 

Although the [Blood Drinker Sword] was not considered as completely refined, the thick and huge sword body looked more like a huge door plank rather than a sword, but its formidable power was beginning to take form. In particular, the power of his [Blood Drinker Sword] and the power of the [Blood Drinker Sword] recorded in the bronze book [Fiendgod Titled Chart] were similar. 

The so-called drinking blood was of course, drinking the blood of the enemy. 

Although this was only an imagery, but at this moment Ye Qingyu’s sword seemed to really drink the blood of the enemy, and through the blood, it could absorb the enemy’s energy and then feed it back to Ye Qingyu. 

After the sword killed Luo Xie, the energy among the remnant limbs and blood rain in the sky had completely turned into Ye Qingyu’s power.

Ye Qingyu could distinctly feel that, after purification by the [Blood Drinker Sword], more than half of Luo Xie’s yuan energy was fed back into his own body, and the rest seemed to be absorbed by the [Blood Drinker Sword]. 

At this time, there was a faint feeling of joy vaguely spreading from the sword body. 

This emotion of happiness was also felt by Ye Qingyu. Like a newborn baby beginning to develop its mind, it was curiously gazing at the world and examining its Master, Ye Qingyu. There was a faint attachment and fondness. 

Ye Qingyu gently flicked the [Blood Drinker Sword] body with his finger.

A distant sword cry passed into the ear. 

It was [Blood Drinker Sword’s] first battle, but he was very satisfied with the result.

If he waited until the [Blood Drinker Sword] was completely refined, how much more powerful would it become? 

Ye Qingyu was surging with fighting spirit. 

He looked at the Ruthless Prince Mofeng and the other Demon Spider experts opposite, and distantly pointed to them. He deliberately revealed an undisguised scornful look. “Such a useless person dared to challenge me? Such negligible strength is not enough for me to offer to my sword... Haha, he really let me down. Is there no other people in the Demon Spider Race, who will come to die next?” 

Opposite. 

“What?” 

“Impudence!””

“Too arrogant...” 

Behind the Ruthless Prince, the Demon Spider experts flew into a rage when they heard what was said, casting a baleful and gloomy look at him. 

Their fists were clenched, their knuckles turned white, and their veins popped. 

A restless aura was flowing around the Demon Spider experts. 

The killing intent within the Ruthless Prince Mofeng’s eyes had frozen into ice, and at his feet were black demonic clouds ferociously tumbling. He was like an ancient beast exuding a violent aura.

Looking at the arrogant human opposite, the Ruthless Prince knew the opponent was intentionally provoking them, but a difficult-to-contain anger still broke out.

If he did not kill this human expert today, he would lose face completely. 

Especially since in the huge tent behind, there was the round-faced Prince who he had never got on with. If he had embarrassed himself, he would feel as though he was nailed to a pillar of shame.

But he mustn’t do it himself. 

In the absence of absolute certainty, the cunning Mofeng still maintained a trace of rationality.

In the end, he decided to choose another way to kill this human.

“Heavenly Divine Star formation! Kill him for me!” 

As his voice faded, the hundreds of Demon Race experts behind immediately shot out fifty beams of light. Like a swarm of bees, sweeping across the night sky at an extremely rapid speed, and flying to the direction of Ye Qingyu. 

Dark night. 

Flowing light. 

In a flash, fifty Demon Spider Race experts pierced the void like meteors, fully surrounding Ye Qingyu from all sides. 

Over fifty figures stood into position in the void in an extremely strange manner. It was seemingly disorderly as they occupied different positions, and chaotically scattered, but it also seemed to coincide with some kind of unfathomable law of the heaven.

At the brief moment of the formation taking shape, the light rays of the whole night were distorted.

The fifty Demon Race experts were completely isolated with Ye Qingyu’s aura. The figures were blurred and illusory like a reflection in a pond when wind breezed across through the water.

A vast expanse of aura came from the direction of the large formation. 

A tremendous pressure came from the high altitude, and a majestic ocean-like murderous spirit suddenly erupted, like a blast of qi was engulfing up a tremendous mass of black demon cloud and began to cause devastation, casting a large shadow on the ground.

“Huh? Battle formation? That’s interesting.” 

Ye Qingyu came to understand. 

A large force must have a battle formation. This was something that everyone knew.

Thinking back to the beginning, even in the Snow Empire, the Right Minister, the  Prince, and the other forces all had their own battle formation that gathered the strength of all to bring out a power greater than the number of people. This was the power of a battle formation. 

Just that these kinds of battle formations, whether it was the power or the level of mysteriousness, they obviously cannot be compared to the battle formation of a major force like the Demon Spider Race.

The [Blood Drinker Sword] slightly quivered in Ye Qingyu’s hand.

It seemed like it was breathing, the brilliance that it was emitting flashing in Ye Qingyu’s hand, like a dormant beast.

Ye Qingyu was calmly observing the formation made up of fifty people in deep thought. 

He knew that this battle must not drag on. If he was contained by this strange formation, then the remaining experts of the Demon Spider Race would surely take the opportunity to attack Flowing Light City!

Except for Hu Bugui, the people of Flowing Light City, including Chen Zhengliang and the other martial artists, were all seriously wounded and did not have the strength to continue to fight. Even though Hu Bugui was strong, two fists cannot withstand many opponents. Moreover, the opponents were a Demon Spider Race Prince and hundreds of Demon Spider Race experts! 

This battle must end soon! 

Just as he was in deep thought, the scene around him all of a sudden began to change.

Dark waves were surging, stars and clouds moving up and down.

The illusion of the battle formation that formed in an instant was so real that it resembled nature itself. The dark night sky, the wide land and distant mountains, as well as the number of Demon Spider experts around him suddenly all disappeared and were replaced by a vast dark cosmic void. There seemed to be some mysterious force that suddenly triggered the power of the stars. In the dark night there was seemingly a river of stars flowing, creating a system of their own, making one reveal its true colours. 

This is? 

Ye Qingyu was stunned. 

He felt as though he had fallen into a boundless cosmic void. There was a huge star floating and flickering in the boundless expanse of the sky, and between the big star were clouds and stars surging, the atmosphere strange and wonderful. It was simply unfathomable.

What was most frightening was that in the space between the night stars there was a mysterious repressive force endlessly making its way towards Ye Qingyu. 

“Is this the battle formation of the Demon Spider Race?” 

Ye Qingyu said thoughtfully. 

Swoosh! 

He waved his sword. 

A beam of white light drew across the hazy night sky in an arc. 

The sharp sword qi at this time sank into the night, disappearing with no hope of returning, and did not even stir up the slightest ripple.

Just then—— 

Swoosh! 

Between the surging of stars and clouds, a huge fireball-like star wrapped in bright red light sped towards Ye Qingyu.

The menacing giant star completely covered the space in front of Ye Qingyu. At this moment he was like a very insignificant ant in a vast expanse of the starry sky.

Ye Qingyu firmly gripped the [Blood Drinker Sword] and fearlessly struck with divine strength.

Bang! 

The huge star collided against the [Blood Drinker Sword] with crushing force.

The loud boom, like a real sonic shock, stirred all the stars and clouds in the vast sky.

The celestial bodies that were originally moving up and down suddenly were fiercely vibrating. Black clouds rolling over and waves were springing up everywhere, constantly swallowing the void. 

After a few moments. 

Boom! 

A faint violet light suddenly emerged from [Blood Drinker Sword] in Ye Qingyu’s hand and struck the giant star flying.

The rapidly retreating star suddenly was gone, disappeared in the mass of clouds and completely concealed its luster.

And Ye Qingyu was sent reeling back from the force of the hit, his arm going numb and blood overflowing from  his mouth.

No! 

This power...

Ye Qingyu was shocked. 

The power contained in the star was incomparably powerful. Even with Ye Qingyu’s current physical strength and divine powers, he unexpectedly also faintly felt that he was no match for it. The impact of the collision between [Blood Drinker Sword] and the star was instantly sent back to Ye Qingyu. 

And within this strange and mysterious formation, there was faintly the power of the Law of Heaven.

This power was comparable to the power of an Immortal Step expert. But not just any Immortal Step expert, an expert at the fourth stage.

The battle formation was indeed mysterious. 

He coldly and quietly scanned the undulating stars in sight. 

“Can’t just look at it with the eyes...” Ye Qingyu closed his eyes slightly and did not panic at all.

His consciousness power was in operation. 

An imposing consciousness power similar to a vast ocean slowly spread out from Ye Qingyu’s body, shrouding the formation. 

Ye Qingyu's current consciousness power, which can be said to be at the ninth Immortal Step stage, was incomparably tyrannical. The substance-like consciousness power was violently surging and rolling over like waves. These layers upon layers of qi waves were seemingly about to extend over the horizon, and constantly agitating the black clouds.

The world, under the illumination of the consciousness power, became clear.

Everything was vivid and clear. 

All illusions had vanished all of a sudden. 

The positions of the fifty experts around him in the night sky became incomparably clearer. 

And those so-called stars were not real. In fact, they were actually an illusion created by the Demon Spider Race’s formation.

Ye Qingyu held his breath in deep concentration, carefully studying the mystery of the formation. He all of a sudden seemed to have captured some information. 

What a profound formation! 

Ye Qingyu’s gaze scanned the void, understanding the trajectory and movement of the formation.

“Interesting... if it was a few months ago, I most likely would have been trapped in this formation till death, but with my ability now, to completely break through this intricate formation is not completely impossible...”

Ye Qingyu analyzed the formation in his mind. 

“However, if I was to find the flaws and follow the convention, then it may have to take two or three hours. I cannot be trapped here for such a long time. I cannot wait... otherwise... If I were trapped for two or three hours, the Demon Spider army will launch a massacre, then it will be too late...”  

Ye Qingyu was preparing for an attack on the formation while making his analysis. 

If that’s the case, then I can only... 

In Ye Qingyu's eyes there flashed a resolute and cold light as he made a decision.

He looked down at [Blood Drinker Sword] in his hand, and lightly stroked the blade like he had decided something.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh! 

Several beams of white light pierced the void in an arc-like shape. 

Ye Qingyu leaped up, striking out at a particular gap between the black clouds and stars with an extremely tyrannical move——

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