Chapter 1515: One Sword, One Thought! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Bagushidu softly breathed in, and the Stellar Energy in his body began to turn. He was preparing to take action. The moment Wang Chong failed, he needed to move, but regardless, he had fulfilled his end of the deal with Ozmish.

Truly, what a pity!

Bagushidu looked at Wang Chong and internally sighed.

Bagushidu's judgment was correct; Wang Chong was in an extremely dangerous situation. All kinds of swords in various states of disrepair, all gleaming with golden light, were howling toward him.

Bang! Wang Chong suddenly jumped forward with all his strength. A moment later, he heard a deafening clang.

Thousands of flying swords had struck the chain behind him, unleashing an explosion of sparks.

The chain forged from Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron and covered in all kinds of ancient inscriptions was peppered with dense marks, some even gouging several inches deep.

While Wang Chong had managed to escape, his entire body was drenched in cold sweat.

The meager Stellar Energy available to him was rapidly dwindling.

There was no time for hesitation. Wang Chong hastily focused his mind and repaired the flaw, once more taking up his disguise as a giant chain.

But while he had escaped one disaster, an even greater danger was coming.

Wang Chong's body was getting heavier and heavier, that invisible pressure having already doubled or tripled in this brief period, and it was showing no signs of stopping.

Not only that, Wang Chong's Psychic Energy was also being consumed at an astonishing rate.

It was like he was constantly battling with some high-level Psychic Energy.

In the thick fog, the flying swords were continuing to circle around. They had lost Wang Chong's energy, but the first-generation successor had already grasped Wang Chong's general location. He only needed a little more information to pin his location down and kill him.

But Wang Chong had to deal with an even greater crisis first.

Buzz!

There was a hum in the air, and Wang Chong soon sensed an immense energy hurtling toward him at incredible speed.

Even Wang Chong and his tangible Psychic Energy couldn't help but feel insignificant in the face of this power.

It was like an ordinary person without the strength to truss a chicken was facing a supreme expert who could shatter mountains by waving a hand.

”How could this be!?”

Wang Chong instantly paled, and at this moment, the world seemed to spin, the fog tearing open for a moment so that Wang Chong could see the divine sword thrust in front of the altar.

Unlike the flying swords, this divine sword was dignified, solemn, and holy. In Wang Chong's eyes, it had the grandeur and immensity of a mountain.

It's that sword!

Wang Chong's mind trembled in understanding.

Buzz!

As Wang Chong set eyes on the sword, the sword suddenly transformed, taking on a sharp and vicious aura. Soon after, boom! The world exploded as the massive sword slashed down at Wang Chong.

Plush! The sword passed through his body, and Wang Chong trembled and vomited blood.

Wang Chong's Psychic Energy was at the tangible level and was unmatched in the world, but this sword had instantly dealt it a heavy blow. His face turned ghastly pale and his clothes were as drenched as if they had just been fished out of the water.

Not only that, in a burst of golden light, countless flying swords shot toward him. Wang Chong jumped forward, but this was a feeble and awkward jump, lacking any of his previous grace.

The numerous swords brushed past the chain, and though Wang Chong had used all his strength, one of the swords still managed to strike his right leg, causing blood to spurt out.

”How could it be like this!?”

Wang Chong fiercely raised his head, shock in his eyes.

That single sword had cut away one-third of his Psychic Energy and half his Stellar Energy, pushing Wang Chong into even greater danger.

But that sword…

Wang Chong gazed at the churning fog, seeing nothing and feeling only a chill. But Wang Chong could sense that the divine sword Bagushidu had spoken of was still thrust into the altar at the other end.

The divine sword had not moved once, but the 'sword' was scarier to Wang Chong than all the flying swords overhead.

The flying swords could only attack his flesh, but that sword had been able to strike at his soul and was capable of completely extinguishing it.

Wang Chong suddenly understood why Bagushidu feared that divine sword so much. He also understood how the state teacher of the Turks, Ishinishidu, had been able to get past the Dragonbeasts, the Nightmare Beast, all the traps, and the attacks of the walking corpses, but had still ended up dying to the divine sword.

Attacks of the mind and soul could not be avoided.

Buzz!