Chapter 697

"What the hell is going on? Even my divine sense right now can be instantly controlled?" Yun Hua pinched his forehead and looked at the mortal beside him.

Forget it, I won't ask him; asking him would probably get no answer.

"That's the Human Head Palace." The mortal suddenly spoke, his eyes gradually clearing.

Huh?

Yun Hua looked at him strangely, but the other seemed not to notice Yun Hua's surprise, and kept talking to himself:

"The Human Head Palace is a furnace forged by the demon race back then to craft the Man-Slaying Sword!"

"Man-Slaying Sword?" Yun Hua frowned; he really hadn't heard of this before.

"The Man-Slaying Sword was forged by a brutal demon emperor back then, who sought to seize the world's fortune and wanted to sever the humans' Nine-Revolution Immortal Accumulation!" The mortal spoke calmly.

Nine-Revolution Immortal Accumulation?!

Yun Hua's pupils constricted, then he curiously looked at the other: "Who exactly are you?"

Me? I am....

The mortal clutched his head, as if he had just grasped the key point, but then lost his sanity because of this question.

"We're going to die.... we're going to die, all dead people! Ahhh!"

Yun Hua sighed: "Indeed, his origins are not ordinary."

However, if this terrifyingly shaped palace before us was built by the demon race back then to forge a Nine-Revolution Immortal Accumulation, then where is this Nine-Revolution Immortal Accumulation Man-Slaying Sword now?

Surely it's not still inside here, right?

Thinking, Yun Hua looked at him: "Do you know where the exit is?"

"We're going to die, we're going to die...."

Seeing the mortal become mad again, Yun Hua sighed.

There's nothing else to do, nowhere else to go; perhaps the palace holds the way to leave this place.

Since this is demon territory, those monsters might have been created by the demons!

Truly damned!

Thinking this, Yun Hua continued forward, and the mad mortal followed.

Soon, Yun Hua also arrived before the Human Head Palace; looking at this palace entirely forged of flesh and blood, even Yun Hua felt a chill all over, suppressing nausea as he planned to go in and explore.

And just then, two more people flew to above the palace, seeing the two below, they couldn't help but freeze:

"How come there are still people?"

"There's even a mortal? Perhaps he just drifted here by chance, his luck is too good."

The two landed; they were none other than Yan Buji and Ye Lin, who had come from the other end of the secret realm to the Human Head Palace.

Yan Buji had just landed when he saw the white-haired youth before him, his pupils instantly constricting.

"Yun Hua?!"

"You.... who are you?" Yun Hua looked at the aged Yan Buji before him, a feeling of abruptness surging in his heart.

"Yan Buji! You damned thief!" Yun Hua finally recognized Yan Buji's face; because too much time had passed, and Yan Buji's visage had aged greatly, he hadn't recognized him at first.

But once he reacted, old hatred surged in his mind; he drew his sword and attacked without regard for anything else!

Ye Lin, standing beside Yan Buji, froze and asked, "Hall Master, do you have a grudge against this person?"

"A deadly grudge!" Yan Buji narrowed his eyes and, without a word, produced the Hai Kun Hammer!

Although he didn't know why he would encounter his old enemy here, Yan Buji also didn't want to miss this good opportunity.

No enemy is to be underestimated; each one counts. Back then I was full of confidence, thinking I could take him down, but I still got beaten so badly I could barely tell north from south.

Now I see the opponent is merely at Nascent Soul realm; no matter what, with Ye Lin's help, I cannot fail to kill him!

Ye Lin also quickly made his decision; it was impossible for him, who came with Yan Buji, to aid an outsider. Since the opponent struck first, already showing a deadly grudge, he naturally would not stand by idly.

"Hall Master, I'll help you!"

At once, Yan Buji and Ye Lin moved together. Ye Lin's evasion speed was far greater than Yan Buji's, but recalling the past, Yan Buji instantly reacted: "Be careful, this scoundrel knows how to boost his combat power!"

Combat power surges?!

Before Ye Lin could react, he felt Yun Hua before him instantly become more than twice as strong; surging magical power and Dao Mark merged into his longsword as he slashed forward:

"Heaven's Fall·Drop!"

It was as if the heavens collapsed, an endless aura of destruction spreading, rolling apocalyptic waves; Ye Lin felt like a leaf in a stormy sea at night, and in an instant he sensed a mortal danger!

At that moment, he also had no time for anything else and immediately activated his strongest technique!

"Zheng!"

Ye Lin, too, is a Nascent Soul cultivator who has cultivated sword Dao Mark through sword Dao principles; his combat power inherently exceeds that of ordinary cultivators by more than a little, yet facing Yun Hua's sword art he must exert all his strength, resolved to stake his life, in order to unleash this deadly counterattack.

Accompanied by a sword light slicing through, two powerful sword arts collided, erupting with a heaven-shaking might, winds and clouds shifting, stirring the four directions!

Yun Hua's pupils contracted; he had no choice but to be blocked by Ye Lin's sword art, unable to advance an inch from his spot!

Ye Lin, however, looked somewhat disheveled, blown far away by the clash of the two sword arts, his face pale as if he had already exerted his full strength.

"I really don't know how you lot cultivate." Yan Buji seized the opportunity, instantly teleporting to appear before Yun Hua.

Gripping the Hai Kun Hammer, Yan Buji's entire body boiled with Immortal Essence as the Blood Heaven Ascension Degree unfolded fully!

At first like ripples, then like a tide, the aura continually emanated from Yan Buji's body; Yun Hua widened his eyes: "Martial Dao Nascent Soul?!"

"Smash him!!"

As Yan Buji's hammer fell, Yun Hua knew he could not escape, shocked by the force of Yan Buji's strike, he braced his longsword with both hands to block upward!

Clang!!

Yun Hua was directly smashed by Yan Buji from midair into the ground, blasting a huge pit, and he sank into flesh and mud!

Unmindful of his numb tiger jaw and trembling body, Yun Hua swung his sword, chopping the surrounding flesh and mud to pieces, and burst forth, his whole body bathed in Buddha light!

Huh?

Yan Buji was startled, Martial Dao True Origin?

"Great Demon Wuji's Buddha Martial? How could you?!"

"Back then I let you escape a disaster; today I must kill you!!" Yunhua glared at Yan Buji, the murderous intent in her eyes and the resolve in her words already unshakable.

This is not only for Yunqing, but also for the dead junior sister, master!

A five‑hundred‑year hatred!!

Now the enemy is right before my eyes; Yunhua is determined— even if it means staking this life, she will keep him forever here!

"Then I shall see how great your skill must be to demand my life!"

Yan Buji's face darkened; Ye Lin's combat experience is still too weak, otherwise even if he cannot contend with Yunhua, he would not be unable to endure even a moment, and would instead be the one injured.

Yan Buji had to seize that chance and strike suddenly; otherwise waiting for Yunhua to recover her strength before striking would only add variables.

Both sides, holding the belief of slashing the other here, strike without any hesitation!