Chapter 252: A Clear Conscience

"Your pure cultivation power is just right for my use; I haven't seen such power in so many years!"

Licking her lips, the young girl looked at Shen Yu with eyes full of heat, clearly coveting him.

Perhaps when Shen Yu had channeled the power of the "Sacred Heart Art" into his body earlier, he had already set his sights on him.

The cultivation power bestowed by the system check-in is always the purest. Coupled with the top-tier Cultivation Method he practices, it is only natural that he would be targeted.

"Young Master, come here!"

She reached out her hand and beckoned gently to Shen Yu. At this moment, the charm displayed by the young girl opposite was truly something few could resist, as if every smile and frown were heart-stirring.

But the moment Shen Yu thought that the person opposite was a man, and an old man at that, he felt a wave of revulsion.

If we're going to fight, then fight; what is this? Can't you be normal, old man!

The sword in his hand swung down in an instant, and in a flash, Sword Qi surged, and the entire secret chamber was completely torn apart under this strike.

Shen Yu struck quickly before the opponent could react; this sword strike was extremely fast, and the Sword Qi headed straight for the opponent.

This strike had no feints, no follow-ups, just a pure, full-force strike, yet it was brilliant and magnificent beyond words.

Likewise, this strike was merely a probe. The strike he had just unleashed had been swallowed by an invisible vortex, and he wanted to see exactly where the opponent's limits lay.

And just as the Sword Qi approached the opponent, an invisible vortex appeared once more, as if to absorb everything, as if to swallow everything.

Even the sword in Shen Yu's hand was constantly being torn under this vortex; the Sword Qi, which had been condensed into one, was actually being torn into countless pieces under this force.

The power of the Sword Qi was greatly reduced; several small, weakened sword auras rushed past the vortex and toward the young girl opposite, instantly engulfing him.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the young girl couldn't help but clutch his chest, looking as heart-wrenching as Xizi clutching her heart. Clearly, he could not fully withstand this strike either.

However, seeing this scene, Shen Yu was not moved in the slightest; instead, he was full of caution.

The person before him was not simple; to be able to survive his sword strike, the terror of his cultivation power could be imagined.

Since he had obtained the Heaven-Slaying Drawing Sword Technique, no one had ever survived his sword strike, not even a casual one.

He seemed to have seen through the principle of that vortex just now. First, it forcibly absorbs; if it cannot absorb the power, it breaks it apart to withstand that terrifying blow at the lowest cost.

It must be said that this power is very clever, and the cultivation power required is also extremely vast. Unfortunately, the opponent's power is mixed and impure, not yet fully integrated; it is all just empty momentum!

"Kid, do you not know how to cherish the fairer sex? You have successfully angered me!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the face of the old man opposite changed rapidly, transforming in an instant from a young girl of seventeen or eighteen into an old man of seventy or eighty.

Perhaps this was his true appearance; at this moment, his face no longer had any of the previous softness, but was instead full of ferocity.

Especially the aura on his body, which was terrifyingly strong, as unfathomable as an abyss. It was unknown how many people's cultivation power he had to absorb to have such an aura.

"Die!" Taking a step forward, the old man's face was full of killing intent. At this moment, he no longer thought about devouring the young man's cultivation power.

The opponent's sword was too sharp; a moment of carelessness would leave him injured, so it was safer to just kill him. It was just a pity about that pure power.

He swung a palm violently; the power of this palm was no worse than Shen Yu's previous sword strike. It was as if all things were melted into one palm; under this palm, it felt like mountains collapsing and the earth splitting, the world shaking.

Everything around was trembling under this palm. Even the aftermath of the palm force seemed unbearable. The pressure Shen Yu was under could be imagined.

But at this moment, Shen Yu did not choose to draw his sword, but looked at the opponent coldly. A golden protective barrier enveloped his body, guarding him firmly within.

"Clang!" The Fourteenth Layer Golden Bell Shield took the opponent's strike, which was like a landslide, head-on. The terrifying aftermath spread in all directions, and the surrounding rocks, grass, and trees were all shattered by the aftermath.

Those Hehuan Sect disciples who were closer were also caught in the aftermath. And as long as they were touched even slightly, basically no one could survive.

If it were before, Shen Yu might not have been able to hold on. But now that his Golden Bell Shield had been upgraded to the fourteenth layer, the difficulty of breaking his defense was not ordinary.

Not only that, a terrifying counter-shock force subsequently surged out. The stronger the old man's palm force, the more terrifying this counter-shock force was.

Almost instantly, the counter-shock force arrived and sent the old man flying. And at this moment, a crystal-clear bead appeared in Shen Yu's hand.

"Old man, come, look here!"

The Soul Falling Bead in his hand emitted a glowing light, instantly enveloping the old man. Under the Soul Falling Bead, no matter how strong you are, a wavering mind is inevitable.

Following the power of the Soul Falling Bead, the old man opposite was clearly stunned for a short while. It was taking advantage of this moment that Shen Yu moved, the sword in his hand appearing to tear through the void.

The Sword Qi of the Heaven-Slaying Drawing Sword Technique climbed to its peak; Shen Yu merged his entire body's cultivation power into this strike, and the sharpness of the Sword Qi was terrifyingly unstoppable.

Almost in an instant, the Sword Qi enveloped the old man. The previous counter-shock force had already sapped too much of his energy, and now that a Sword Qi even more terrifying and powerful had descended, he had no time and no way to block it.

That strike, which seemed to tear through the void, pierced him in an instant; blood dripped down, making the old man's complexion turn abnormally pale.

"You, you!" Looking up at Shen Yu, he had never thought that he would fall at the hands of a young man.

But then the old man gave a bitter smile; he couldn't break that defense at all, and he had almost been unable to withstand even the counter-shock force. It wasn't that he was too weak, but that the opponent was too terrifying.

He was unwilling; why was the opponent clearly so young, yet terrifyingly strong?

He had pursued power for so many years, abandoned so many things, and no matter how hard he tried, no matter the sacrifices, in the end, he was still not as good as others.

Was the gap between himself and a genius really so large, so large that it could not be crossed!

"Not dead yet!" He raised an eyebrow slightly; it had to be said that the opponent's vitality was indeed strong. One could only imagine how many people's power and essence he had to absorb to have such a deep foundation.

"If one sword isn't enough, then I'll just come with another!"

"Why, why must you insist on opposing me!" Seemingly sensing Shen Yu's movements, the old man raised his head, full of unwillingness, his eyes filled with madness.

"I just wanted to live, what is wrong with that? I just wanted to live!"

"Want to live? Presumably, over these many years, you have harmed at least eight hundred if not a thousand people. You want to live, why must you sacrifice others to pay the price!"

"What a joke, how many experts in this world are not stained with blood? Which of those experts who grew to the peak didn't climb up over piles of bones and mountains of corpses and seas of blood!"

"Kid, you have the nerve to talk about others, what about yourself!" A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the old man's eyes were full of disdain; it was an indescribable disgust.

"Are your hands not stained with the blood of others? I see that the killing intent on your body is even more than mine!"

"You people just like to stand on the moral high ground to criticize others. You yourselves are not clean, yet you have the nerve to talk about others. Bah, a bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites!"

"You are right, my hands are indeed stained with blood!" Slowly raising his sword, Shen Yu swung it down violently, without a trace of trembling.

"But I can tell you responsibly that not a single person who died at my hands was innocent. I have a clear conscience!"