Chapter 130: Chen Yi He Charges Out of the Dong Hai

In the blink of an eye, a golden sword light flashed out from the Dong Hai, the jade-green seawater scattered by the sword qi, and the sword shot straight toward Dongfang Wuji.

That sword was startling like a swimming dragon, its momentum like a rainbow, shocking everyone!

Especially Dongfang Jie, he never expected another person to rush out, and a familiar one at that—his pupils even contracted and dilated, "Chen Yi He?"

Chen Yi He is actually still alive! And he fought his way out of the Dong Hai!

Dongfang Jie found it hard to believe, "Could he have spent a night in the Dong Hai Dragon Palace?"

Chen Yi He really fought his way out!

How could the thirteen masters not be shocked? They, at the end of their rope, had been awaiting their death sentence, when suddenly Chen Yi He rushed out, his sword pointing straight at Dongfang Wuji—he was practically their lifeline.

For the first time, fear appeared in Dongfang Wuji's eyes! A man who only ever frightened others was now frightened himself—his eyes were filled with Chen Yi He, the bright sword light reflected in the whites of his eyes.

Dongfang Wuji was held back by the thirteen masters, unable to break free for a moment; if he relaxed his strength, the demon sphere would shatter and he would surely be pierced through by the thirteen masters' power, but if he continued to contend with them, Chen Yi He would find an opening and run him through with a single sword.

Just as the situation was about to turn out as everyone imagined, another unexpected event occurred.

Chen Yi He turned his arm, and with his wrist he swung the Heavenly Mechanism Sword in another direction!

The thirteen masters watched helplessly, thinking their last hope was shattered; they thought Chen Yi He had turned toward them, intending to help Dongfang Jie and Dongfang Wuji tip the scales that were already slowly tilting.

But that's not how it happened; Chen Yi He's sword pointed to the point where forces converged in midair—the all-out strike of the thirteen peerless masters, and the East Sea Giant Demon's desperate gamble.

At the convergence of pure light and the demon sphere, Chen Yi He withstood immense pressure, thrusting himself and his sword forward!

Like a moth to flame, he courted his own doom!

No one dared to believe it, and no one could believe it.

The ultimate power of a Seventh Heaven cultivator, the combined strength of the thirteen peerless masters, the force released by their collision—no one could ever have imagined it! It was even more impossible for anyone to withstand those two forces and charge forward.

And Chen Yi He did it.

Chen Yi He charged in.

True qi, palm qi, sword qi, blade qi, spear qi, demonic qi, and so on—all had to be endured by him.

"Yi He!" Ye Wuming shouted, he was already old in years, and this battle was about to exhaust the strength he had accumulated over decades.

"Whoosh!" The sword sliced through the air.

The demon sphere exploded!

The thirteen streaks of pure light faded! The thirteen peerless masters scattered, collapsing one after another, dust flying, spitting blood, wounds upon wounds.

Chen Yi He fell from midair, his whole body pitch black, a charred appearance, the two powerful forces burning him severely!

By rights, such power could melt the hardest iron and the toughest stone—but it could not melt Chen Yi He.

Man and sword separated, Chen Yi He also collapsed to the ground. Great pain made his body writhe on the earth, "cough cough..."

Dongfang Wuji was like a star in the sky, falling from the clouds—seemingly slow and steady, but actually extremely fast—"Boom!" he crashed deep into the ruins.

A Seventh Heaven master, in his first battle, was like a fleeting blossom—he fell between heaven and earth!

It's certainly not that Transcendent Dao masters are useless; more importantly, it depends on the thirteen masters' wholehearted cooperation, and Chen Yi He broke the stalemate with his life!

"We… we survived!" Nan Zhongyi, though critically wounded, shouted excitedly. No matter how strong a person is, in the face of danger, they put survival first.

"It's finally over." Nun Shang Rong brushed the hair at her temples, sighing. Though she was merely a woman, her injuries were the lightest—not because she hadn't exerted herself or hidden behind men. Her talent and grace were evident to all.

"Ugh… puff!" Tie Gang spat a mouthful of blood, along with shredded flesh from his body; the man who had been sitting on the ground collapsed straight down, his face pressed against the debris-covered floor, the blood pooling on the ground soaking his swollen face, he muttered, "Son, Father is no coward—Father has come to keep you company…"

From a whole suit of iron armor to nothing but an inch or two gripped in his palm, Tie Gang gave his all, upholding the dignity of the iron gate.

The demonic qi on Dongfang Wuji vanished, and light returned to heaven and earth.

The Dong Hai gradually calmed, the earth ceased trembling, and a thin layer of dust lay upon it.

Chen Yi He exerted great effort to rise, his whole body bloody; he sought Dongfang Wuji, he sought his Dongfang Xing!

Chen Yi He dragged his crippled leg, step by step, toward the ruins covering Dongfang Wuji. Blood flowed down his leg, and his hand dripped blood.

Others might not have seen it, but Chen Yi He knew that the black hand had just gripped his Heavenly Mechanism Sword, helping him cleave through everything! "My body, how could you hide a soul within?"

Chen Yi He was struck into the Dong Hai by Dongfang Wuji last night; at the last moment he retained consciousness, he seemed to see Dongfang Xing's gaze in Dongfang Wuji's eye sockets.

Yet in the very next instant he plunged into the Dong Hai; at the final moment of his fading life, in the gurgling bubbles, the reflection was also that of Dongfang Xing.

Dongfang Wuji held back; otherwise no one could have saved Chen Yi He.

And that very fact steadied Chen Yi He's resolve to retrieve Dongfang Xing! If not for Dongfang Xing, how could Dongfang Wuji have let him go?

From his entry into the nexus to his fall, outsiders saw only an instant, but to him it felt as long as an unimaginable lifetime—he felt he had lived through an entire life, from birth to death and rebirth. That power had grown strong enough to alter time.

He could endure all this only for Dongfang Xing.

Long Yue had already left him; how could he lose Dongfang Xing as well?

In that very moment just now, Chen Yi He once again sensed Dongfang Xing's aura on Dongfang Wuji's body—this is what gave him the strength to rise once more.

Amidst the ground's flower clusters, Dongfang Xing held a flower in one hand and lifted her skirt with the other, turning her petite frame lightly; the flowers grew more beautiful because of her, and she added fragrance to them.

Chen Yi He embraced Dongfang Xing, gently lowered his head, and asked for her lips.

"Dongfang… Dongfang…" Chen Yi He staggered, the Heavenly Mechanism Sword becoming his crutch.

But at that moment, a person blocked Chen Yi He's path.

Chen Yi He raised his head, looked closely, and saw Dongfang Tian.

And Dongfang Jie, unbeknownst when, had already taken his place behind Chen Yi He.