After Being Reborn, I Refuse To Be The Holy Son Of The Sect Anymore

Chapter 172:

Xiao Yang had been careless.

He had believed that with his current cultivation and combat strength, even if the opponent had set a trap in the valley, he had nothing to fear. He was confident he could retreat unscathed.

However, when he saw the mysterious woman activate the formation, he immediately realized his mistake.

Not only had he underestimated the situation, but even the Sword Disciple of Divine Sword Manor, Lu Fusheng, had also let his guard down.

The mysterious woman had set up an incredibly powerful killing formation within the small valley.

Lu Fusheng was now bound by golden Immortal-Binding Cords, suspended in midair.

His ancient sword was also tightly entangled by the golden cords, rendering him unable to wield it.

He tried to use his sword control technique, but the Immortal-Binding Cords not only restrained him completely but also suppressed his cultivation.

Just when Lu Fusheng thought he would die here, Xiao Yang intervened and saved him.

But now, Xiao Yang himself was in danger.

Golden ropes had emerged from the ground and wrapped tightly around his legs.

Then, the mysterious woman activated the grand formation, causing countless golden ropes to surge from the earth, completely enveloping the entire valley.

These golden Immortal-Binding Cords transformed into a massive golden cocoon, trapping Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng within.

“This…”

Outside the valley, Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian’er were both stunned by the sudden turn of events.

Before their eyes, the small valley had been entirely covered by the countless golden ropes rising from the ground.

“The Immortal-Binding Formation! It’s actually the Immortal-Binding Formation!”

Liu Qingyun exclaimed in shock.

“Xiao Yang, he…”

Ling Xian’er’s words were incoherent.

“Good heavens, so it’s a formation master at work!”

Liu Qingyun could hardly believe how ruthless their opponent was—this was an inescapable death trap.

A formation master capable of sealing an entire valley with the Immortal-Binding Formation had to be at least at the Divine Martial Realm!

This formation covered the entire valley!

A formation master at the Sky Martial Realm would never be capable of such a feat.

Only a Divine Martial Realm formation master could control such a grand formation.

After all, the stronger the formation, the more profound the formation master’s knowledge and cultivation had to be.

“This is bad…”

Liu Qingyun muttered anxiously.

“My disciple, you might become a widow…”

For a moment, Liu Qingyun didn’t know what to do.

“You’re the widow!”

Even at a time like this, Ling Xian’er had no patience for his jokes.

“We have to return to Jiuxiao City!”

Without hesitation, Ling Xian’er turned and ran.

Both of them were only at the Divine Ability Realm. Unlike Martial Grandmasters of the Sky Martial Realm, they couldn’t harness the power of heaven and earth to fly.

They could only rely on their legs to run back to Jiuxiao City.

“Yes! We need to get reinforcements from Jiuxiao City!”

Realizing this, Liu Qingyun quickly turned to chase after Ling Xian’er.

They moved swiftly through the mountain terrain.

“Should we…”

On a distant peak, Ye Feiyang watched as Liu Qingyun and his disciple ran off. He made a throat-slitting gesture.

Chu Guiyuan shook his head. “No need to complicate things.”

“True. By the time they reach Jiuxiao City, Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng will already be dead.”

Ye Feiyang laughed.

Chu Guiyuan had meticulously orchestrated everything to ensure that he remained entirely uninvolved, leaving no trace that could connect him to the scheme.

If people discovered that he had plotted to kill Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng, he would be doomed as well.

Azure Sun Sword Sect and Divine Sword Manor were among the top ten forces in the Northern Territory.

If these two powerful factions joined forces against Guiyuan Martial Sect, not even his status as the Holy Son of Guiyuan Martial Sect could save him.

After all, plotting to assassinate the Holy Son of Azure Sun Sword Sect and the Sword Disciple of Divine Sword Manor was no different from declaring war on both factions.

“It’s a pity we can’t witness Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng being slaughtered.”

Chu Guiyuan sighed.

The golden Immortal-Binding Cords had sealed the entire valley, leaving them unable to see what was happening inside.

At this moment, Xiao Yang was in a dire situation.

Trapped within the massive golden web of Immortal-Binding Cords, he was like a fish on a chopping block, completely at the mercy of his enemies.

“Tell me, who exactly wants us dead?”

Xiao Yang shouted at the mysterious woman.

By now, not only were his legs bound, but his entire body was wrapped tightly in the Immortal-Binding Cords, leaving only his head exposed.

Lu Fusheng was in the same predicament, bound like a cocoon.

Whoever had hired a Divine Martial Realm formation master to deal with them had certainly spared no expense.

After all, not just anyone could afford to hire a master of this caliber.

Setting up an Immortal-Binding Formation to cover the entire valley was already an extraordinary feat.

Moreover, the materials required for such a large-scale Immortal-Binding Formation were not something an average person could afford.

The mysterious woman remained silent, her gaze cold as she stared at Lu Fusheng.

“Hey! We can’t fight back anymore, and you’re going to kill us anyway. At least let us die knowing why!”

Xiao Yang shouted.

He wanted to get information from the mysterious woman about who had ordered their deaths.

But he was left disappointed.

The mysterious woman said nothing.

She simply flipped her right hand, and a dagger appeared in her grasp.

She stepped forward, ready to send Lu Fusheng on his way.

“Boom!”

At that moment, a dull explosion echoed, and the entire Immortal-Binding Formation trembled violently.

In the next instant, the once-radiant golden ropes suddenly dimmed, and the formation’s power weakened significantly.

Someone had sabotaged the formation’s core.

The mysterious woman was stunned.

“Hmph!”

Just then, Lu Fusheng let out a cold laugh.

A split second later, an incredibly sharp sword aura erupted from his body, instantly slicing through the Immortal-Binding Cords that had restrained him.

With the formation’s power drastically reduced, it could no longer hold him.

“Clang!”

At the same time, the sound of a sword ringing through the air echoed.

Lu Fusheng’s ancient sword instantly unsheathed, releasing an overwhelming, bone-chilling sword aura that forced the mysterious woman to retreat continuously.

He reached out and firmly grasped the long sword flying towards him, then descended gracefully from midair.

The mysterious woman activated the formation.

Golden ropes shot up from beneath Lu Fusheng’s feet, surging toward him, attempting to entangle him.

Lu Fusheng swung his sword, and all the golden ropes closing in on him were severed in an instant.

The ancient sword in his hand was a divine weapon from ancient times, the most prized treasure of Divine Sword Manor.

Even with Lu Fusheng’s cultivation, he had been unable to fully refine it into his personal flying sword.

However, even without fully refining it, this ancient sword could still unleash unimaginable power in his hands.

“Sigh…”

Xiao Yang shook his head. He still hadn’t managed to get the mysterious woman to reveal who had ordered their assassination.

But from the looks of it, she had no intention of revealing her employer’s identity.

Seeing that Lu Fusheng was about to be killed by the mysterious woman, Xiao Yang could only send a silent command to the two spirit beasts in hiding.

“Kill!”

The mysterious woman let out a cold shout.

All the Immortal-Binding Cords suddenly moved, radiating a golden glow. Like golden war spears, they shot toward Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng with incredible speed.

“Heh…”

Xiao Yang chuckled lightly, then trembled slightly, releasing an invisible surge of protective energy from his body.

All the golden ropes aiming to pierce him were instantly blocked.

The ropes struck against his protective aura with muffled thuds, creating visible ripples in the air before him.

“A protective sword aura?”

Lu Fusheng was surprised by the sight.

So this man was also a master of swordsmanship.

He had clearly misjudged him.

Lu Fusheng had never met Xiao Yang before.

Naturally, he had no idea that Xiao Yang was the Holy Son of Azure Sun Sword Sect.

“Who exactly are you? Who sent you to kill us?”

Xiao Yang questioned.

The black-clad woman remained silent.

Meanwhile, the power of the grand formation was rapidly weakening.

There was no need to ask—someone had already sabotaged the formation’s core deep underground. The entire formation wouldn’t hold much longer.

“You think I wouldn’t recognize you as an assassin from Misty Rain Pavilion?”

Xiao Yang smirked at the mysterious woman. Initially, he had planned to play weak and coax out the mastermind behind the attack.

However, this black-clad woman was clearly a professional.

She remained completely silent.

“What?!”

The mysterious woman was visibly shaken by his words.

“Haha! Looks like I guessed right.”

Xiao Yang laughed.

“You’re an assassin from Misty Rain Pavilion?”

Lu Fusheng, who had remained cold and indifferent all this time, became even more frigid upon hearing Xiao Yang’s words.

Misty Rain Pavilion—the number one assassin organization in the Northern Territory.

They boasted the finest assassins in the region, claiming that there was no mission they couldn’t complete and no target they couldn’t eliminate.

And that claim was no exaggeration.

Their greatest achievement was successfully assassinating a Divine Martial Realm expert.

However, hiring Misty Rain Pavilion’s assassins was no easy task.

Because they were the best, their prices were exorbitant.

At this moment, the mysterious woman was pushing the remaining power of the Immortal-Binding Formation to its limit.

Countless golden ropes rushed toward Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng.

But both had already activated their protective sword auras.

The ropes that attempted to entangle them were instantly severed by the sword energy emanating from their bodies.

“You think I’m weak just because I haven’t shown my strength?”

Xiao Yang raised his right hand and pointed at the mysterious woman.

A streak of razor-sharp sword energy instantly pierced through her left shoulder.

His attack was unbelievably fast.

“The Azure Sun Sword Art?”

Lu Fusheng was momentarily stunned after witnessing Xiao Yang’s move.

“You’re Xiao Yang, the Holy Son of Azure Sun Sword Sect?”

Lu Fusheng looked at Xiao Yang in astonishment.

Xiao Yang simply smiled without answering.

At that moment, the mysterious woman suddenly levitated into the air.

She sat cross-legged as a golden lotus bloomed beneath her.

Then, countless weapons surged from the surroundings of the valley, flying toward her before suspending themselves in midair around her.

Swords, spears, sabers, halberds—along with various other exotic weapons—hovered around her.

The swirling weapons formed into a massive dragon of steel that loomed before Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng.

“This is…”

Xiao Yang’s expression turned serious.

The next moment, the weapon-formed dragon charged straight at them.

Xiao Yang didn’t dare to be careless.

“Subduing Heaven Sword Finger—One Sword to Suppress Ten Thousand Blades!”

Xiao Yang raised his fingers, unleashing an overwhelming sword intent.

He pointed downward.

The massive dragon formed from countless weapons was instantly pressed down by his sword intent.

“Boom!”

The dragon of ten thousand weapons crashed to the ground.

“How is this possible?!”

The mysterious woman was utterly shocked.

She had used the power of the formation to unleash this devastating attack. Even a Divine Martial Realm swordmaster wouldn’t necessarily be able to withstand it!

Yet Xiao Yang had broken her killing move with just a single sword finger?!

“Kill!”

The mysterious woman roared in fury.

Countless weapons shot into the sky, forming a torrential storm of blades that rained down upon Xiao Yang and Lu Fusheng.

Lu Fusheng wielded his ancient sword, slashing apart every incoming weapon.

Not a single blade could even graze the hem of his robe.

On Xiao Yang’s side, his Subduing Heaven Sword Intent erupted.

Every weapon that attempted to strike him froze midair, unable to advance any further.

“What terrifying sword intent!”

The mysterious woman was overwhelmed with shock.

Just then, a dazzling sword light descended from the sky, slashing toward her.

She hastily soared into the air to evade.

The sword light cleaved through the golden lotus beneath her, splitting it in half.

Xiao Yang reached out and grabbed the mysterious woman in one swift motion.

“So, you’re a Misty Rain Pavilion assassin?”

“You dared to target me?”

“Let’s see who you really are!”

Xiao Yang tore off the mysterious woman’s veil.

A breathtakingly beautiful face was revealed before his eyes.

In the next instant, divine light erupted from the woman’s body.

A powerful force blasted Xiao Yang away, and she vanished into the void, disappearing without a trace.

“The Space-Shifting Talisman?”

Xiao Yang looked down at the veil still in his hand.