Chapter 1680

Suddenly, a powerful pressure erupted from the old man's body, blasting Xiao Yifeng away. He spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling his internal organs severely injured.

"You... who exactly are you?" Xiao Yifeng struggled to stand up and asked in terror.

The old man did not speak, merely opening his eyes slightly, a hint of profound light revealing itself in his gaze. He seemed to be looking at Xiao Yifeng, yet also seemed to be looking at something else through his body.

Xiao Yifeng felt his heart beating violently, clearly sensing his own body trembling. He did not know who the old man was, but he knew this old man might be the most powerful enemy he had encountered since entering the ruin.

He gripped the cyan long sword tightly and charged at the old man. Sword qi surged from the cyan long sword, gathering into a massive cyan giant dragon that roared toward the old man.

The old man did not move; his gaze remained profound, staring at Xiao Yifeng. Suddenly, he extended a finger and pointed at the cyan giant dragon.

"Bang!"

A loud boom rang out; the cyan giant dragon instantly collapsed under the old man's finger, dissolving into wisps of cyan smoke in the air. Xiao Yifeng felt his heart as if wrapped by a cold power, barely able to breathe.

He wanted to retreat, but found his body could no longer move. The old man slowly rose from the stone platform, a powerful confidence revealing itself in his gaze.

"Being able to come here, you count as a decent opponent," the old man said in a hoarse voice, "but you do not yet possess the qualification to be my enemy."

Xiao Yifeng's fear grew deeper; he felt his body as if controlled by a powerful force, unable to make any resistance.

The old man walked toward Xiao Yifeng, extended a finger, and pointed at his heart. A powerful power surged from the old man's finger into Xiao Yifeng's body, instantly completely enveloping his body.

"Bang!"

Xiao Yifeng's body instantly collapsed, dissolving into a wisp of cyan smoke in the air.

The old man slightly closed his eyes, as if thinking of something. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, a sharp light revealing itself in his gaze.

"This ruin hides some unknown secrets, and I have waited countless ages; finally, someone has been able to come here," the old man said in a hoarse voice. "Now, it is my turn to appear."

He stepped forward, walking toward the depths of the ruin; the thing he sought was there.

This ruin was his work, arranged by him over hundreds or even thousands of years. Every trap, every mechanism, was created with his lifeblood. For the sake of this very moment.

"Hoo—"

A gust of wind blew, lifting his long robe and revealing the cyan long sword in his hand.

This cyan long sword was exactly what he had left hundreds of years ago, for the purpose of luring Xiao Yifeng today.

It was just a pity his plan did not fully succeed. He had calculated every mechanism, yet did not calculate that Xiao Yifeng was a member of that mysterious organization, and his strength was unfathomable.

But he did not regret it. Because he knew his goal had already been half achieved. At least, he could personally witness Su Xing's awakening.

He walked into a huge stone chamber; this was the deepest part of the ruin. There, a massive stone platform stood, upon which lay an ancient sword.

He walked to the sword, reached out to grasp the hilt, and pulled with force. The sword on the stone platform was instantly pulled out, emitting a long cry.

Then, holding the Green Edge Sword in his hand, he walked step by step forward.

There, a black shadow instantly appeared before him. It was a person wearing a black robe, with a golden mask on his face, mysterious and unfathomable.

"You have finally appeared," he said.

"Have you waited long?" the black-robed person asked.

"Yes, I have waited countless ages," he said, thrusting the Green Edge Sword in his hand toward the black-robed person.

The black-robed person did not dodge, but extended a hand to grasp the Green Edge Sword.

Then, with a "Crack," the Green Edge Sword instantly broke, and a new sword appeared in the black-robed person's hand.

The new sword in the black-robed person's hand emitted a powerful dark aura, forming a sharp contrast with the cyan light of the Green Edge Sword.

He looked at the black-robed person, understanding in his heart that this black-robed person was far stronger than he imagined. But he was not afraid. He had waited countless ages for this very moment.

"My time is running out," the black-robed person said. "You still have a chance to leave here."

He sneered, "I have waited countless ages for this day. I will absolutely not give up."

The broken Green Edge Sword in his hand instantly vanished; immediately, darkness descended. When he appeared again, he was already behind the black-robed person.

A ball of cyan flame appeared in his hand, which he threw at the black-robed person.

The black-robed person instantly turned, smashing the cyan flame with a sword strike. Then, waves of dark aura erupted from the black-robed person, attacking him.

His figure flashed, turning into a cyan shadow darting through the stone chamber. He felt his strength was far inferior to the black-robed person's, but his speed was no less.

He rapidly launched attacks; waves of cyan shadows instantly appeared in the stone chamber. Those cyan shadows seemed to transform into cyan phantoms, constantly darting through the stone chamber.

The black-robed person felt the strength of this cyan shadow was very eerie; every attack caught people off guard. But he did not show any panicked expression, calmly responding to these attacks.

Finally, in one clash, the black-robed person instantly appeared behind him, thrusting a sword at his heart.

He felt his heart as if frozen by a cold power, barely able to breathe. But he did not give up; instead, he clenched both fists, launching a final attack on the black-robed person.

Waves of cyan shadows surged from his body, rushing toward the black-robed person. Those cyan shadows seemed to transform into cyan phantoms, constantly darting through the stone chamber.

Ultimately, his body could not withstand such attacks; he spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, his body fell heavily to the ground.

The black-robed person watched his body gradually dissipate, feeling a void in his heart. He knew that although this cyan shadow's strength was inferior to his own, it had cost him a huge price.

He walked to the stone platform in the center of the stone chamber and placed the new sword in his hand back in its original spot. Then, he lay down on the stone platform and quietly closed his eyes.

After a long time, a voice came from the darkness, "You did very well." That was the voice of that mysterious old man.

The black-robed person opened his eyes. "Everything is over."

"No," the old man's voice slowly rose. "Everything has just begun."

The black-robed person frowned, looking at the darkness before him. He said nothing, but his heart was filled with doubt.

After a long time, he closed his eyes again and began to cultivate.

Time hurriedly passed; the black-robed person still lay on the stone platform cultivating. His aura grew stronger and stronger, as if merging with the darkness.

Suddenly, a cyan figure walked out from the darkness and stood beside the stone platform. It was a young man wearing a cyan long robe; it was Xiao Yifeng.

He looked at the black-robed person on the stone platform, his heart filled with doubt. He felt this black-robed person was very familiar, as if he had met him somewhere.

He walked forward, looking at the black-robed person. "Have we met before?"

The black-robed person opened his eyes, looking at Xiao Yifeng. "We have met once."

Xiao Yifeng felt his heartbeat accelerate; he felt this black-robed person seemed to know many secrets.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"A guardian," the figure in black robes said. "A guardian who protects this great land."