After issuing the command, X9500 stared at Su Qiangwei: "Little one, if I were you, I wouldn't move carelessly!"

"Stand to the side and watch carefully!"

After the golden card shattered, the Grey-clothed Sword Saint appeared, seemingly without his own will. Upon receiving the command, he immediately sprang into action.

He exerted force with his feet, flashing forward in a blink, arriving beside Zhu Hanyi and Wan Haihao in just a breath's time. The long sword in his hand spun like a silver serpent.

Whish!

Whish!

Whish!

The sword lights exploded!

With every slash, flesh and blood flew.

The Grey-clothed Sword Saint perfectly understood and implemented X9500's command without reservation!

Wan Haihao was now in a half-crippled state, utterly unable to resist.

As for Zhu Hanyi...

He gripped his Eight-sided Han Sword tightly, desperately widening his eyes, trying to fight back.

Sadly...

Zhu Hanyi soon realized that his sword couldn't even touch the mystic long sword of the Grey-clothed Sword Saint!

The two were like they were each fighting their own battle.

Except, every thrust he made hit nothing but air, resulting in no achievements.

Yet the Grey-clothed Sword Saint, every time he struck, blood was inevitable!

Even though Zhu Hanyi, who cultivated the Seven Vortex Swordsmanship, was only at the Third Rank of Inner Qi, in terms of physical quality and reaction speed, he wasn't too far behind.

The real gap lay in sword skills!

In front of the Grey-clothed Sword Saint, every move Zhu Hanyi made was thoroughly seen through, and a sense of helplessness grabbed him tightly, making it nearly impossible for him to breathe.

Pieces of skin and flesh fell off from Zhu Hanyi and Wan Haihao.

The thick stench of blood gradually spread, turning stomachs.

Zhu Hanyi learned his lesson.

He no longer struck carelessly, but instead, clung to the Rain Boiling Sword, enduring the agony of being sliced, staring intensely at the movements of the Grey-clothed Sword Saint, attempting to find a flaw.

Sadly...

After being cut more than twenty times, Zhu Hanyi still didn't find any flaw in the opponent's moves!

At least, with his current level, he couldn't find any flaw in the Grey-clothed Sword Saint's strikes.

Every move by the opponent seemed as natural and instinctive as normal breathing or walking.

Moreover, the Grey-clothed Sword Saint was alternating his strikes between Zhu Hanyi and Wan Haihao, not treating Zhu as an opponent at all.

This couldn't be called a battle!

It should be considered humiliation!

Blood and flesh were stripped from Zhu Hanyi's hands holding the Rain Boiling Sword, gradually exposing white bone.

The intense pain almost made him let go of the sword.

He nearly gritted his teeth to shreds.

The Rain Boiling Sword is not just a weapon to Zhu Hanyi, it is a partner that carries his dreams and ambitions.

"I can't let go!"

"Absolutely!"

"I can't let go!"

The stubborn Zhu Hanyi, his eyes bloodshot.

Heavily breathing, he gripped the Eight-sided Han Sword tightly, stubbornly standing in front of Wan Haihao, trying to block a few more strikes.

Unfortunately…

His efforts and attempts were all in vain!

"Is this what's called the Seven Vortex Swordsmanship?"

In a state of observing, X9500 suddenly laughed sarcastically: "I thought it was an advanced mysterious power like the Victory Stone Superpower System, but it turns out to be just at this level."

After chuckling twice, he turned his head, looking at Su Qiangwei, who was not far away, trying to adjust her breath and recuperate her physical energy: "Judging from your character model, at this time, you shouldn't be reacting like this."

"So…"

"What exactly are you waiting for?"

Su Qiangwei didn't speak, she just allocated some energy to observe the tall Grey-clothed Sword Saint.

Judging from his appearance alone, he looked ordinary but slightly closer to Earth humans than Lin Qiubai.

This person's hair was violet-black, skin pale, and eyes pure black, if not observed closely, one might mistake him for an Asian who rarely saw the sun.

Seeing Su Qiangwei not answering, X9500 wasn't discouraged and continued talking trash: "Although the Earth Civilization is low-level, I like some things about it."

Saying this, he swayed his head and solemnly recited: "Golden crystal stabilizes life foundation, Sun Soul East and Moonlight West. Within, the Elixir of Immortality is refined, taking it equalizes you with Heaven and Earth."

In X9500's eyes, Su Qiangwei, Ma Ran, and Matt Gray were materials to refine the "Elixir of Immortality," the golden crystal stabilizing the "Life Foundation," just not yet mature.

Whether they could understand the deep meaning hidden in his words didn't matter.

X9500 considered this as talking to himself.

After absorbing too many Thought Essences from ordinary low-level civilizations, he often experienced this emotion suppressing reason situation.

This was just a minor issue.

Compared to the increase in lifespan, X9500 didn't care about such shortcomings.

"Su Qiangwei, if you don't make a move, your two comrades will bleed to death… I say…"

Halfway through X9500's words, he shut his mouth.

Not because someone attacked him.

But because...

He clearly felt an intimidating Momentum Field suddenly fill the heavens and earth, making him feel slightly suffocated.

At this moment, the Grey-clothed Sword Saint also stopped torturing Zhu Hanyi and Wan Haihao.

Not because he wanted to stop, but because…

His sword was caught by two fingers.

It was a handsome ancient-costumed youth with violet hair and blood-red eyes.

"..."

X9500 opened his mouth, wanting to say something, yet didn't know how to express his current emotions.

This isn't scientific!

Of course, he knew this person was Lin Qiubai, the Seven Vortex Sword Master from Cangming Star!

But the problem was…

Wasn't Lin Qiubai without a body?

Wasn't there only a remnant soul left?

How could someone without even a body hold a Sword Saint's weapon?!

"Waste is waste."

Lin Qiubai held the glittering longsword with his index and middle fingers, looking placidly at Wan Haihao: "My expectations for you were a bit too high."

Saying this, he slowly released his grip.

The Grey-clothed Sword Saint's figure flashed, pulling back suddenly, appearing thirty meters away, eyebrows furrowed, highly alert.

X9500 stood between the Sword Saint and Lin Qiubai, somewhat doubting life.

The Sword Saint had been made into a card by him for fifty years!

Never encountered such a situation!

Lin Qiubai ignored X9500.

His gaze swept over Wan Haihao and Zhu Hanyi, a single word spilled from his lips.

"Heal."

Instantly, the various small wounds on Wan Haihao and Zhu Hanyi's bodies closed up.

Though neither immediately regained full mobility, they stopped bleeding, and their depleted physical energy was supplemented by an invisible force.

"Sword Master! Thank you!"

"Master!"

Neither the self-satisfied Wan Haihao nor the nearly weeping Zhu Hanyi received any acknowledgment from Lin Qiubai.

He cast a sidelong glance at Su Qiangwei, speaking indifferently: "I only kill, not save."

"Earlier, I used the Inner Qi given by Ma Ran."

"If you want to thank someone, don't get it wrong, thank him after you go back."

Su Qiangwei blinked, a flash of insight in her mind.

She understood!

Ma Ran had divided all the Inner Qi into four parts before setting off, storing them in everyone!

Up to this point, all four portions of Inner Strength had executed an essential role!

Lin Qiubai closed his eyes, leisurely stating: "Before setting off, I made a deal with Ma Ran."

"I promised him that I would bring you three back alive."

Having said that, Lin Qiubai slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze fixed on the distant Grey-clothed Sword Saint, as the purple hair fluttered in the wind, a touch of joy spread in his blood-red eyes: "Now it seems…"

"He worried too much."

"Faced with such an intriguing Whetstone, even without that promise, I would have made a move."

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