Chapter 415

"04.24, practicing the sword with Master; the warmest place in the world is the practice field at Master's house."

"04.25, Master took me to town to buy a scabbard; someone was setting off fireworks there."

"04.26, Master took me to a very dangerous realm to practice; it was full of hideous and ferocious monsters, but because Master was there, it wasn't scary."

"Master is the best."

Watching his master Ban Ban Mumang completely burn out his life force and charge toward Ye Lin regardless of everything, Shiba Yingdou let out a hysterical roar.

"Master, don't!"

In the entire city behind, everyone shed tears; some of the more sensitive ones couldn't bear to look at this cruel scene anymore and had already turned their heads away.

It was unknown who took the lead, but with a thud, they knelt on the ground.

"Respectfully send off the Left-Handed Sword Saint!"

Just like knocking over dominoes, the crowd knelt on the ground one after another.

"Respectfully send off the Left-Handed Sword Saint!"

The sorrowful and indignant roar resounded through the clouds, deafening and ear-piercing!

That one-armed figure holding a sword was now deeply carved into the heart of every Sang Country person present!

"Go for it! Sword Saint big brother! You must win!"

Some children were infected by the hot-bloodedness and shouted out loud.

Ban Ban Mumang did not speak, only calmly raising his sword; his life force could only support him in unleashing one more strike.

But he was confident that this strike would be the strongest strike he had ever unleashed in his life!

This strike could slay a Lie Yang!

Even if the one standing before him at this moment was a Lie Yang Realm expert, Ban Ban Mumang was confident he could kill him with one strike.

As the longsword pointed to the sky, pink cherry blossoms slowly drifted down from the sky at this moment, as if to see off this peerless swordsman.

"Sword Peak · Cherry Dance!"

Ban Ban Mumang's only remaining arm swung down; at this moment, all the swords in the entire Sang Country emitted sword hums in unison!

Wherever the sword edge passed, the void space was sliced apart by the sword intent, revealing the pitch-black, boundless void.

The brilliant sword radiance ignited the courage in the hearts of all Sang Country people.

Wherever the sword tip passed, even time stood still for it; Ye Lin's figure appeared very small under the reflection of this strike.

This strike was unstoppable! If gods block, kill gods! If Buddhas block, kill Buddhas!

Just when the people of Sang Country thought Ye Lin was just waiting to be captured and killed by this strike, Ye Lin raised his hand.

"Forbidden Spell? Wall of Sighs!"

A black wall rose from the ground, blocking the space between him and Ban Ban Mumang.

"He actually wants to use a broken wall to block our Great Sang Empire's invincible Sword Saint Lord? It seems this Da Xia person is truly at his wit's end and has reached a dead end!"

"Hahahaha! The Sword Saint Lord's strike can even slice down the stars in the sky and tear apart the earth; how could it be blocked by him?"

"Die! Stupid Da Xia people! You are not worthy of living in this world!"

Seeing this, the Sang Country people present became excited instantly, and some even let out mocking jeers.

Ban Ban Mumang's momentum did not diminish, his eyes firm.

Boom—!!!

The moment the sword intent collided with the wall, an astonishingly powerful energy fluctuation erupted, as if a star had fallen here, and the earth beneath their feet couldn't stop trembling at this moment.

Broken stones splashed, smoke and dust rolled, covering the sky and blocking the sun; no one could see clearly what exactly happened at the center of the explosion.

When the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, a corner of the wall appeared before everyone's eyes first.

Everyone was stunned.

Not until the smoke and dust completely dissipated did everyone see clearly that the wall, after hard-carrying the full-force strike of Ban Ban Mumang, who had burned out his life force, actually had not the slightest damage!

Ban Ban Mumang's strike, which had poured out everything, couldn't even leave a white mark on that wall!

Thud!

Ban Ban Mumang knelt on the ground.

With a crisp sound, the sword in his hand was also released by him, and the longsword fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

This Sword Saint, who had always taught his disciple never to let go of his longsword, released the longsword that was willing to die with him at the last moment of his life.

"How is this possible... such a powerful enemy, how could he be defeated..."

Ban Ban Mumang's pupils lost their focus, his lips mumbling, and the expression on his face was incomparably pale.

Behind him, the Sang Country people who were originally clamoring also fell into silence.

In such a large city, there wasn't even a tiny bit of sound at this moment.

Everyone stared blankly at that giant wall; they had completely fallen into despair.

Suddenly, a head poked out from the side of the giant wall.

"You made it so intense, I thought you had become the protagonist."

Ye Lin walked out slowly from behind the Wall of Sighs; Ban Ban Mumang was too confident, making him feel a bit unconfident.

"Do you think this is filming a movie? Are you making a king's return?"

Ye Lin stepped forward and pressed down on the Sword Saint's head; this old guy's aura was too strong, and it had given him a fright.

"I... I'm sorry... I'm really very sorry..."

Ban Ban Mumang mumbled his lips, the muscles on his face trembling uncontrollably.

His full-force strike, which burned out his life force, couldn't even cause the slightest damage to the other party.

This huge sense of disparity had already caused him to completely lose the courage to fight.

The Left-Handed Sword Saint still had a left hand, but he could never pick up a sword again.

"It's fine, it's fine. I'm not a vengeful person. How about this: I'm missing a main soul in this flag of mine; come and be my main soul, and that way, you won't have to die."

Ye Lin took out the Human Emperor Flag; the main soul inside the Human Emperor Flag must be a soul body that enters it voluntarily.

Because only soul bodies that enter the Human Emperor Flag voluntarily can retain part of their consciousness to command other soul bodies.

In this Human Emperor Flag of his, there were over eight hundred thousand soul bodies, yet not even a single main soul; having soldiers without a general was not a good thing.

And he had never seen anyone go to war without a single general, just sending a bunch of soldiers running out in a chaotic mess.

With a main soul, the combat power of the soul body army inside the Human Emperor Flag could be significantly increased.

"Don't have to die?"

A bright light suddenly erupted in the depths of Ban Ban Mumang's eyes.

His life force had already burned out, his body was already at the end of its rope, and only one ending awaited him: death.

But now, Ye Lin, who had easily defeated him, told him he didn't have to die!

"Lord, I am willing! I am willing to enter the flag! Being able to share your worries is my honor!"

Ban Ban Mumang was now like an obedient pug, nodding repeatedly; in his eyes, Ye Lin was already an impossibly powerful existence that could not be defeated.

"Then come."

Ye Lin unfurled the Human Emperor Flag, and Ban Ban Mumang entered it impatiently.

A moment later, Ban Ban Mumang, whose body appeared semi-transparent, appeared before Ye Lin's eyes; compared to the other rigid and dull soul bodies, Ban Ban Mumang clearly had a bit more liveliness.

"Greetings, Master!"

Ban Ban Mumang lowered his head toward Ye Lin.

Ye Lin looked calmly at the Left-Handed Sword Saint before him who had just fought him to the death, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Knowing small courtesies but lacking great righteousness, observing small details but lacking great virtue, valuing minor matters while ignoring shame, fearing power but not cherishing virtue, strong when they are bandits, weak when they are servile."

"The ancestors' evaluation of the Sang Country people is truly not wrong at all."