Lord Shenxiu
Chapter 201 Thousand-Mile Soul Lock (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 201: Chapter 201 Thousand-Mile Soul Lock (Please Subscribe)

A battlefield.

The once thriving vegetation had withered completely, yet there were no visible marks on the surface.

It seemed as if their life had been drained in an instant.

Silence, emptiness...

If a Grandmaster were here, he would be overwhelmingly shocked because they could not merge with the heavens and the earth; it was as if this piece of nature had been ’killed’.

Rustle, rustle...

In the midst of the quiet, suddenly, rustling sounds emerged from nowhere.

Like silkworms chewing mulberry leaves, or numerous pupae being torn open.

The myriad rustling sounds combined into a sinister melody, capable of bringing indescribable torment.

Mid-air seemed to have numerous glimmers flitting across.

A large amount of fuzz fluttered, mixed with countless fine powders.

Amidst this bizarre scene, a flash of sword light appeared and vanished instantly.

The unique technique of the Lingnan Song family—the Fei E Sword!

Although this sword technique was widely propagated within the Song family, only the Song Family Master—Song Zhong—was truly worthy of the name.

Even Shenxiu, if present, would think that those Lingnan Seven Swords had only learned the basics.

No! To say they learned the basics would even be an overstatement.

Their so-called Grandmaster sword techniques, the killing swords, were laughable compared to the true Fei E Sword, akin to child’s play.

The real Sword of the Moth was a sword technique capable of killing a Great Grandmaster!

At that moment, a segment of a sword blade had pierced through the chest of the Five Poison Sect Master, the Ten Thousand People King.

This Five Poison Sect Master had a face somewhat resembling the King of Ten Thousand Slaves, yet more imposing, vivid as if still alive.

However, in the senses of the adjacent Royal Grandmaster, Song Zhong’s Moth Sword had completely destroyed the Five Poison Sect Master’s ’otherworldly god’.

A Grandmaster’s spirit could transform, known as the state of Yin God or Yang God.

Such states of Yin God and Yang God not only helped them grasp the force of heaven and earth, augmenting themselves, but also sustained their undying flesh.

In terms of vitality, Grandmasters completely surpassed Grandmasters by one level—having a pierced heart was trivial.

Yet under Song Zhong’s Moth Sword, this Five Poison Sect Master’s ’god’ was already dead.

What remained was merely a body, merely a lump of flesh.

"Cough, cough!"

Reflecting on this, the Royal Tribute couldn’t help but cough out a few mouthfuls of fresh blood, seemingly mixed with some organ fragments.

His chest bore five fingertip holes, constantly oozing fresh blood, which took a long time to heal.

It was difficult to kill a Grandmaster; this time, to kill his rival, the hidden Great Grandmaster of the Five Poison Sect—Elder Tiancan, this Royal Tribute also received nearly incurable injuries.

"Please go back and tell the Royal Grand Tributor that my Song family has fulfilled its loyalty till now, completely repaying the initial imperial favor..."

Song Zhong was a middle-aged man with a face as fine as jade, sporting three long beards, exuding a sense of ’perfection’ from head to toe.

However, the words he now spoke were even more shocking.

The Song family was enfeoffed in Lingnan, always supervising and restraining the development of the Five Poison Sect; the Wu Dynasty’s ambiguous attitude towards this shadowy vassal was also quite vague.

They even allowed the Song family to have their own private military—the Wolf Soldiers.

But after the destruction of the Five Poison Sect, perhaps the Song family had to consider the problem of ’a dead hare and a cooked dog’.

The Royal Grandmaster’s heart was solemn, secretly estimating the strength of both parties.

Having killed Elder Tiancan, he had sustained terrible injuries, perhaps never to recover his Grandmaster strength.

And the Song Family Head, having killed the ninth-ranked Five Poison Sect Master, might have sustained even heavier injuries!

Yet... Looking at the Fei E Sword in Song Zhong’s hand, the Royal Grandmaster still did not make a move.

Silence lingered long before he replied hoarsely, "I will surely inform the Royal Grand Tributor of this matter regarding the Song Family Head without missing a word."

The Royal Grand Tributor!

This title had always occupied the top spot on the heaven ranking list for a full sixty years!

It could be said to be the court’s last hidden card, always stationed in the Imperial Palace and never leaving.

Even many members of the court felt that they could afford to lose an Emperor, but not the Royal Grand Tributor, the stabilizing force.

Although many in Jianghu privately thought it was the court boasting and elevating their own Grandmaster to the top of the heaven ranking list.

And logically, the Grand Tributor should be over a hundred years old by now, nearly at deaths door.

But any Martial Artist who went to the Imperial Palace to cause trouble would vanish without a trace, even the Undying Evil Emperor regarded the Wu Dynasty Palace as forbidden ground, which was already very telling!

...

"Once the next heaven ranking list is released, Xun Liuyi’s obsession will be fulfilled..."

Zhong Shenxiu did not bother with pleasantries with any Grandmasters, instead walking by himself through the wilderness.

For a Grandmaster to do so would be conceited and arrogant, tarnishing their reputation.

But when a Great Grandmaster did it, everyone thought it natural.

He did not even explain, simply following his own instincts, strolling through nature.

After his spiritual transformation upon achieving Great Grandmaster, his senses were further developed, allowing him to perceive the true existence and appearance of all things even more.

He saw the colors of the wind, heard the voices of flowers, grass, trees, and even stones.

All things, at this moment, seemed to turn into ’information’ that could be understood and stored.

Among these pieces of information, even the traces of someone who had walked through here decades ago were recorded.

"According to theories from a past life, where one has walked, they must leave a trace, and even after hundreds of years, it will not fade... Every person has a unique magnetic field, their paths of movement, to a Great Grandmaster, are as clear as traces drawn with a fluorescent pen in the night... This is the rumored Great Grandmaster ability of Locking Spirit from a Thousand Miles."

Zhong Shenxiu’s thoughts continually branched out, from the countless streams of information around him, he precisely captured the unique information belonging to the Undying Evil Emperor.

As a Great Grandmaster, of course, he had countermeasures against the same kind’s Thousand Mile Locking Spirit.

They could use their own spirit to cover, or even erase the traces left in nature’s magnetic field.

But the act of ’erasing’ also left a unique imprint of information.

Great Grandmasters with shallower skills could not notice it, but those with more profound skills could easily detect it, thereby deducing even more information.

"The competition between Great Grandmasters may just be a competition of manipulating and discerning such magnetic fields of information... One who can only trace back a few years and one who can see decades naturally pull apart in strength..."

"Once there is a gap in information, the distinction in strength naturally emerges..."

Zhong Shenxiu suddenly gained many insights into the combat methods among Great Grandmasters.

"This method... is quite similar to how cultivators use their spiritual sense..."

Even though in terms of Inner Strength, he could only be considered as a novice who had just broken through, but in terms of using spiritual sense, various experiences, even combat techniques, he, supported by a cultivator civilization, was second to none.

He even felt that the way this world’s Great Grandmasters handled traces was quite ’crude’.

Unknowing how much time had passed, Zhong Shenxiu stopped in his tracks and saw a person standing under a peach tree ahead.

Dressed in a fitting white robe, wearing a Shura mask.

The Undying Evil Emperor!

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