I Have A Sword

Chapter 1043: Strike Down the Younger One

Chapter 1043: Strike Down the Younger One

When Ye Guan saw ZYama Dharmaraja's face, he frowned and asked, "Senior, what's wrong?"

Yama Dharmaraja warned, "Young Master Ye, there are powerful auras making their way to you right now. I think they are targeting you."

Ye Guan's eyes narrowed. They were definitely members of the Devourer Civilization.

"Who would dare to target Young Master Ye?" Yama Dharmaraja's eyes turned cold. His face was starting to look a little unnatural.

Ye Guan glanced at him and asked, "Senior, you're not working together with them, are you?"

Ye Guan's figure tensed up, and the Qingxuan Sword within him got ready to spring into action. Ye Guan was ready to flee at a moment's notice.

Seeing Ye Guan on guard, Yama Dharmaraja quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, Young Master Ye, please don't misunderstand! I'm not with them. This is—Please, Young Master Ye, give me a moment. My people are on their way."

Ye Guan nodded. "Thank you, then."

Yama Dharmaraja instructed him. "Head to the right."

Ye Guan nodded slightly and took to the sky, disappearing toward the right side of the starry expanse.

Yama Dharmaraja, who was standing within the vortex, frowned deeply and muttered, "Have those devourers lost their minds? How dare they target Young Master Ye."

His eyes flickered with a complex light as he pondered over something.

***

Ye Guan traversed the starry sky on his Qingxuan Sword.

Little Pagoda said, "It seems like he knows about the Devourer Civilization."

Ye Guan nodded. "I noticed that, too."

Little Pagoda's voice turned serious. "A powerful presence is approaching."

Ye Guan narrowed his eyes. "How close?"

Little Pagoda responded, "Right next to you."

Crack!

Without any warning, the spacetime around Ye Guan shattered. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he gripped the Qingxuan Sword and slashed forward with full force.

Schwing!

The spacetime ahead of him was torn apart.

However, the spacetime around Ye Guan had turned hazy and illusory. At the same time, he felt a mysterious force wrap around him, and it felt like thousands of ropes binding him tightly. His fleshly body and soul faded rapidly, but they weren't being erased; they were being pulled away.

Alarmed, Ye Guan waved his right hand, and the Qingxuan Sword slashed across the space in front of him.

Schwing!

A crisp noise echoed, and the sensation vanished. His fleshly body and soul quickly returned to normal.

However, his surroundings were now an empty void, filled with nothing but silence. He gripped the Qingxuan Sword tightly, staying on high alert as he scanned the area around him.

Little Pagoda said gravely, "Someone is definitely here, but I can't sense them."

Ye Guan closed his eyes, and an invisible sword aura gathered around him. His expression grew serious, realizing just how strange the mysterious force from earlier had been.

If it hadn't been for the Qingxuan Sword, that force would have been impossible for him to shatter.

However, the Qingxuan Sword effortlessly sliced through all of this gas, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Guan appeared right in front of the black-robed man.

Swoosh!

The black-robed man vanished into thin air.

Ye Guan's sword missed, and he found himself surrounded by a sea of black gas.

Holding his sword vertically in front of his brow, his Mad Demon Bloodline and sword intent rushed out from within him, forcefully driving back the black gas.

The black-robed man's frown became even deeper. "Why can't the Devouring Gas devour the bloodline of someone from a low-tier civilization?"

Ye Guan's sword flew toward the black-robed man again, sweeping in with overwhelming killing intent.

The black-robed man did not choose to retreat this time. Instead, he trembled and transformed into a beam of light, charging fiercely at Ye Guan.

The sword light and the beam of black light collided, generating a massive explosion. The two were knocked away.

When the black-robed man finally stopped, he frowned deeply and looked down. His right hand had split open, and black blood was dripping from it.

He slowly raised his head to look at Ye Guan in the distance, and his expression turned grim. He finally realized that something was wrong. Ye Guan was clearly not from a mere Tier Five Civilization!

He had to report this. He couldn't continue this fight recklessly. The sword was tempting, but his life was more important. If Ye Guan had the backing of a Tier Six Civilization, he'd be in serious trouble.

After all, he was just a low-ranking member of the Devourer Civilization, and his superiors could easily dispose of him during the negotiations.

With that thought, he decisively turned and left.

Seeing him leave, Ye Guan decided not to pursue him. He stayed where he was, forcefully suppressing the Mad Demon Bloodline raging within him. After a long while, he finally returned to normal.

He took a deep breath and shook his head.

The killing intent that rose within him was too terrifying. He almost couldn't suppress it. If the black-robed man hadn't left, he would have gone berserk. His Mad Demon Bloodline was becoming harder and harder to contain.

Little Pagoda said, "I don't know why he left."

Ye Guan looked at the depths of the starry skies and said, "Ignore him. Let's go to the Gui Zhe Civilization."

He hopped onto his sword and vanished.

***

The black-robed man arrived in another starry sky. He took out a golden sheet of paper. Then, he waved his hand, setting the paper ablaze. The black-robed man watched it burn in silence.

After some time, a black pillar of light suddenly descended from the heavens, landing before him. A middle-aged man dressed in black armor with three blades hanging from his waist emerged from the black light.

Six powerful figures were behind him, and they were also clad in black armor.

There were swords hanging at their waist.

The black-robed man's expression changed drastically, and he immediately knelt down, saying, "Lord Marquis."

The middle-aged man looked at him and asked, "Was the swordsman dressed in a white robe with that young man?"

The black-robed man shook his head. "No, he was alone."

The Marquis frowned.

The black-robed man asked, "Do you want me to find that swordsman?"

The Marquis shook his head. "Strike down the younger one, and the older one will naturally appear. We'll deal with them together by then."

With that, they all disappeared.