Chapter 475: Chapter 281: Sneak Attack (Part 2)

Outside Qingfeng Temple, the morning mist swirled among ancient, towering trees.

Fang Yue hid within a dense grove, his gaze sharp as he watched the area around the temple for any sign of movement.

Dressed all in black with his face masked, he seemed to blend seamlessly into his surroundings.

Time ticked by. As the sun gradually rose, the morning mist began to dissipate.

Duke Wei’s men could arrive at any moment.

Suddenly, the faint sound of hooves broke the silence. Fang Yue tensed, his head snapping toward the sound.

A contingent of men on horseback approached Qingfeng Temple, their banner clearly embroidered with the sigil of Duke Wei.

’They’re here!’ Fang Yue thought. He took a deep breath, steadying himself.

He knew the confrontation was about to begin. He had to stay calm and focused.

Duke Wei’s contingent halted before the temple. A group of masters surrounded Duke Wei as he alighted from his carriage.

They scanned their surroundings, wary of any potential threats.

Fang Yue’s heart leaped; he knew this was the perfect moment to strike.

He emerged silently from the woods. His movements were ghostly and erratic as he swiftly closed in on Duke Wei’s party.

But just as he was about to attack, an intense feeling of danger washed over him.

He dodged sideways on pure instinct as a cold glint of light shot past his body.

’An ambush!’

Fang Yue’s heart seized. He instantly realized Duke Wei had spotted him. He retreated explosively, simultaneously drawing the Longsword from his waist and bracing for a fight.

Duke Wei watched Fang Yue, a cold, sinister glint in his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, a group of masters immediately surrounded Fang Yue.

"Fang Yue, you’ve got some nerve, coming to Qingfeng Temple to cause trouble!" Duke Wei bellowed.

Fang Yue sneered, replying fearlessly, "Duke Wei, your long list of evils ends today. This is the day you die!"

With that, he moved, becoming a Black Shadow as he charged toward Duke Wei.

Fang Yue’s movements were like lightning. With every flash of his sword, he struck with the force of a thunderclap, pressing the attack on Duke Wei and his masters.

His Swordsmanship was both unique and refined, clearly honed through years of arduous practice.

However, Duke Wei’s masters were no common thugs. They unleashed their own Ultimate Skills, fighting Fang Yue to a stalemate.

Amidst a flurry of flashing blades and Sword Shadows, the two sides traded blows in a fierce exchange.

Duke Wei stood to the side, his expression dark as he watched the battle unfold. He had originally thought his masters could take down Fang Yue with ease.

But now it was clear the young man’s strength far exceeded his expectations.

’A bunch of useless fools!’ Duke Wei cursed to himself.

A sinister glint flashed in his eyes. He decided to deal with Fang Yue himself.

Duke Wei moved, appearing in the center of the battlefield in an instant like a phantom.

A Longsword, gleaming with a black light, had appeared in his hand. A grim, cold aura radiated from its blade.

"Boy, forcing my hand is an accomplishment. You can die with that honor!" Duke Wei said, his cold voice thick with killing intent.

Seeing this, Fang Yue’s heart grew heavy. He knew the fight was about to get much harder.

But he didn’t falter. Gripping his Longsword, he prepared to meet the attack with everything he had.

"Duke Wei, the outcome of this battle is far from decided!" Fang Yue roared, his body streaking forward like the wind to launch a ferocious assault.

The two displayed distinctly different styles of Swordsmanship. Fang Yue’s was fluid and graceful, flowing like an endless river. Duke Wei’s, by contrast, was heavy and vicious, each strike seemingly imbued with the power to shatter mountains.

In a blur of flashing swords, they exchanged dozens of blows.

Their speed was incredible. They weaved across the battlefield—left and right, up and down—in a dizzying display.

As time wore on, Fang Yue only seemed to grow stronger, his attacks surging like an endless tide, as if he knew no fatigue.

Surges of Primordial Qi blasted out in all directions,

each strike powerful enough to flatten a small hill.

The two figures flickered in mid-air, vanishing and reappearing. With each collision, the very air around them seemed ready to ignite.

BOOM!

Another violent collision. Fang Yue felt immense power travel up the blade of his sword, making his arm go numb.

’I never expected Duke Wei to be this strong,’ he thought, inwardly stunned.

But he did not retreat. Instead, the pressure ignited an even fiercer fighting spirit within him.

’This battle isn’t just about my life,’ he realized, ’it’s about the future of the entire imperial court.’

’I have to give it my all and defeat him.’

At this thought, he took a deep breath, casting aside all distractions.

He gripped his Longsword, flickered forward, and once again launched a furious assault on Duke Wei.

This time, his Swordsmanship was even more nimble and unpredictable, every strike imbued with profound mystery and power.

He moved like a phantom across the battlefield, leaving Duke Wei struggling to keep up.

Duke Wei could feel Fang Yue’s immense power and was secretly stunned. ’I never imagined this young man’s Swordsmanship could be so refined,’ he thought. ’I can barely fend him off.’

’I have to turn this around, and quickly,’ he knew, ’or the consequences will be dire.’

So he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the panic rising within him.

Then, with a swing of his Longsword, he too unleashed a devastatingly powerful sword technique.

A blade of light dozens of feet long materialized from thin air, slashing toward Fang Yue with lightning speed.

The power of this strike was immense, as if it could cleave the very battlefield in two. This was Duke Wei’s Ultimate Skill—the Heaven-Sundering Sword Technique!

Fang Yue’s heart leaped in alarm.

He felt the immense power contained within the strike and knew he couldn’t possibly meet it head-on.

At this critical moment, he instantly surged his internal Primordial Qi, his body blurring into an afterimage as he used a profound Body Technique to evade the fatal blow.

The beam of light missed its mark, carving a deep trench into the earth and sending dust flying.

Fang Yue didn’t pause. Seizing the moment of vulnerability after Duke Wei’s massive attack, he launched a fierce counteroffensive.

His Longsword moved like the wind, its flashing light enveloping Duke Wei in a cold, shimmering cage.

Duke Wei struggled to parry Fang Yue’s assault but was steadily being pushed onto the defensive.

His robes were slashed to ribbons by the blade’s light. Multiple wounds opened on his body, and fresh blood stained his clothes red.

AHH!

Duke Wei cried out in agony as Fang Yue’s sword pierced his shoulder.

The intense pain forced him to drop his Longsword, which clattered heavily to the ground.

He staggered back several steps before managing to regain his footing.

His earlier arrogance had vanished, replaced by a mask of terror and indignation.

Fang Yue gave him no quarter. He stepped forward, leveling his Longsword at the Duke’s throat. "Duke Wei," he said coldly, "your time is up."

In that moment, Fang Yue was like a drawn sword, his edge bare and sharp, inspiring both awe and fear.

But Duke Wei had not yet given up. He took a deep breath, forcing down his fear.

’I know I’m doomed today,’ he thought, ’but even so, I’ll go down fighting.’

A crazed light flickered in his eyes, as if he wanted to devour Fang Yue whole.

He roared, surging his internal Primordial Qi for one final, decisive battle with Fang Yue.

But just then, the unexpected happened.

A golden light suddenly erupted from Duke Wei’s body and shot toward Fang Yue. It was so fast that Fang Yue had no time to dodge.

Startled, he had no idea what the golden light was. But in this moment of crisis, his only choice was to face it head-on.

He swung his Longsword, trying to cleave the golden light.

However, the golden light pierced straight through his attack and slammed heavily into his body.

BANG! A loud sound rang out as the golden light sent Fang Yue flying. He felt a tremendous force surge into his body, jarring his internal organs.

He couldn’t stop himself from spitting up a mouthful of blood, which stained the front of his robes. His body slammed heavily onto the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust.

He was now gravely wounded, his combat strength gone.

Duke Wei, however, was in no better shape. Though he had unleashed the golden light, it had clearly come at a great cost.

His face was deathly pale and his body swayed, on the verge of collapse. He fought through the pain, trying to get up and continue the fight.

But his body would no longer obey him.

After a few feeble struggles, he collapsed powerlessly to the ground.

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