Chapter 127

After escaping the Jue Jue Wushen Palace, the Liu Sheng sisters had not run two li before torches flared all around them, with warriors closing in from three directions.

Clearly, Jue Tian had prepared in advance—they were already trapped in an encirclement.

"Sister?" Liu Sheng Piaoxu looked at Liu Sheng Xueji.

Liu Sheng Xueji said calmly: "Follow the plan! Be careful—so long as we avoid the traps, there's nothing to fear."

Liu Sheng Piaoxu nodded lightly, raising her vigilance.

Indeed, though they were protected by the Kunji Seal, that did not mean they could act recklessly or without restraint.

The Kunji Seal could only shield them from external harm, but if they were surrounded by an unbreakable golden silk net, they would be helpless.

After all, the golden silk net merely restricted their movement, not harmed them.

And once trapped in such a situation, they would be at a severe disadvantage.

If Jue Tian grew cruel enough to cut off their food and water, they would starve to death!

This was precisely why they had not fought to the death inside the Jue Jue Wushen Palace.

Of course, this weakness was something they had stumbled upon accidentally; it was extremely difficult for others to discover and exploit it, so the two women still enjoyed considerable safety.

The Liu Sheng sisters joined forces, wielding their blades, and charged toward one direction, feigning an attempt to break through the encirclement.

In the chaotic melee, blade flashes lit up the night, making it feel even colder.

At that moment, Jue Tian arrived with his men, and seeing the fierce, decisive grace of the Liu Sheng sisters, he grew even more enamored.

"Xueji, Piaoxu—you came here to avenge your father and brother, didn't you?"

"Hah! You didn't expect this, did you? Young Master has been waiting for you all along!"

"To infiltrate the Jue Jue Wushen Palace, uncover the hidden sentries, and track down my residence—your Disguise Art is truly remarkable. Even Young Master couldn't see through it, and had to wait like a hunter by a tree stump."

"Hehe, Young Master finally caught his beauty!"

"Ah, if you'd only surrendered willingly back then, wouldn't it have been perfect for both sides? Why must it have come to this?"

Jue Tian sighed and groaned, occasionally chuckling smugly, prodding the Liu Sheng sisters' emotions and disrupting their composure.

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The Jue Jue Wushen Palace had many spies, and since the Liu Sheng sisters were women Jue Tian had specifically demanded, his eyes were everywhere around the Liu Sheng family.

The moment the Liu Sheng sisters fled, Jue Tian learned of it.

Jue Tian flew into a rage, went to their home demanding their return, failed, and then killed them outright—slaying Liu Sheng Tatamori and Liu Sheng Jūbee.

Afterwards, following his subordinates' advice, Jue Tian cut off their heads and hung them on the gate as a warning, to lure the Liu Sheng sisters.

Meanwhile, they secretly spread out a "great net," waiting for the Liu Sheng sisters to walk right into it.

As expected, the two women truly "fell for the trap!"

How could Jue Tian not be triumphant, feeling certain of victory?

At that moment, the Liu Sheng sisters suddenly turned and charged straight toward Jue Tian!

As if enraged by his words, they abandoned all thought of breaking out—they only wanted to kill Jue Tian and avenge their family.

"Come then!"

Seeing this, Jue Tian was not alarmed—he was delighted. He pushed aside his subordinates who rushed to intercept, drew his blade, and eagerly prepared to fight.

"Let you see the true skill of your future husband—so you'll finally have no choice but to submit!"

Watching the charging Liu Sheng sisters, Jue Tian felt no fear; his heart swelled with heroic spirit.

The swordsman beside him frowned slightly, hesitated, then ultimately did not intervene.

Though Jue Tian was ambitious but incompetent, arrogant and spoiled, as the son of Jue Jue Wushen, his Wu Gong was no weakling—he had reached the Late Grandmaster Stage.

From his observation, Jue Tian had no chance of defeating the Liu Sheng sisters, but holding his own for a few rounds was certainly possible.

Still, to be safe, he spoke: "One each."

He would take one himself—Jue Tian wouldn't mess things up then.

Without waiting for Jue Tian's reply, he dashed forward and blocked Liu Sheng Xueji.

"Damn it! How dare you disobey orders!"

Jue Tian stamped his foot and cursed, feeling belittled.

But Liu Sheng Piaoxu had already reached close range—he had no time to argue, grunted, and drew his long blade.

"Snow Falls Upon the World!"

Liu Sheng Piaoxu slashed down, and countless blade qi poured like a torrential snowstorm—breathtakingly beautiful, yet hiding lethal intent, engulfing Jue Tian.

Jue Tian narrowed his eyes, swung his blade, and spun a dense, impenetrable curtain of sword light, dissolving every incoming blade qi.

Then he stepped forward swiftly, unleashing his sword technique.

"Ding ding!" The sounds rang continuously; soon, they had exchanged over twenty strikes.

After another dozen rounds, their blades clashed, entering a contest of internal force.

Seeing Liu Sheng Piaoxu grit her teeth and struggle to hold on, while he held the upper hand, Jue Tian smiled triumphantly.

At that moment, Liu Sheng Piaoxu smirked, and from her lips came two words: "Fool!"

The next instant, a thunderbomb, a full circle larger than before, dropped down.

And in Jue Tian's horrified gaze, it smashed into the ground…

Boom!

A thunderous explosion shattered Jue Tian's body into pieces.

141 Secret Skill: Swallow Return, Liu Sheng Family's Top Expert

The explosion, like a bolt from a clear sky, echoed far through the night.

At that moment, everyone froze.

Even the young swordsman forced back Liu Sheng Xueji with a single strike, staring fixedly at the massive crater now in the ground and the scattered, shattered remains around it, eyes wide with disbelief.

At this moment, his heart and liver trembled.

He never imagined Liu Sheng Piaoxu would be so ruthless—to avenge her family, she dared use Thunderbolt Bombs and charged straight into Jue Jue Wushen to die with him.

This shouldn't happen! This shouldn't be!

If the Liu Sheng sisters truly cared for their father and brother, why had they fled earlier, ignoring their safety?

Shouldn't they have fought desperately, been captured alive, and finally accepted reality in despair?

Reality differed wildly from expectation; the swordsman could not understand, and refused to believe it.

But he understood one thing—

The Jue Jue Wushen Palace was about to change its sky!

Not just him—the palace guards all realized it too, and fear swept through them all: "310."

Know this: Jue Tian was deeply favored by Jue Jue Wushen; now, in what should have been a certain victory, he lost his life—how could Jue Jue Wushen let this go?

This outcome, though caused by Jue Tian's arrogance, also made them liable—they would surely be charged with "failure to protect."

This charge was a death sentence!

The swordsman's usually cold face turned ashen; his eyes, like those of a wounded wolf, locked onto Liu Sheng Xueji across from him, brimming with murderous intent.

Without a word, his body suddenly spun like a top, then rose like a whirlwind, his true qi swirling and gathering furiously around him.

The instant he landed, he raised his blade vertically above his head, then charged toward Liu Sheng Xueji with swift, heavy steps!

His steps were fine yet heavy, yet impossibly fast.

Liu Sheng Xueji watched every motion intently; just as she thought he would bring down Guihai Yi Dao, the swordsman dissolved the lethal blade momentum at the last moment!

His arms spread wide, like a swallow skimming the ground, he shot past Liu Sheng Xueji's head at blinding speed.

This sudden, seemingly hollow maneuver—loud thunder, light rain—left Liu Sheng Xueji stunned.

Yet her hands did not hesitate; she slashed upward with a single stroke.

Too late.

The swordsman had truly become a swallow—faster than imaginable.

The next instant, those around witnessed a shocking sight—

Logically, with such forward momentum, the swordsman should have surged forward before stopping; yet mid-air, facing the same direction, his body reversed against all logic and snapped backward!

Guihai Yi Dao thrust diagonally from beneath his ribs, striking Liu Sheng Xueji's abdomen with lightning speed before she could turn!

Simultaneously, blade qi erupted violently!

Normally, at this point, the opponent's meridians would be instantly shattered, leaving no escape from death.

And this—was the long-lost supreme sword art of the Heavenly Realm school of Japan: Yan Fan!

Though now a mid-stage Grand Master, he had used this technique to slay a late-stage Grand Master.

Liu Sheng Xueji was even less of a match.