49: Chapter 49 The truth comes out: My master is a legendary myth.

The moment their hands were about to touch the ancient texts on the bookshelf,

A sudden change occurred!

The white-haired old man, who had been sitting quietly without moving, opened his eyes without any warning!

What kind of eyes were those? There were no pupils, no whites of the eyes, only a sheet of scarlet, filled with endless brutality and crazy killing intent.

"Boom—!"

A terrifying and suffocating pressure erupted from the old man's body, instantly filling the entire secret room.

Blood-colored mist surged and rose from the surface of his body, enshrouding his entire person.

"Pfft!"

Lin Bingyao bore the brunt of it. Struck head-on by this pressure, she immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and her complexion instantly turned as pale as paper.

Her body felt as if it were suppressed by an invisible giant mountain, making even moving a single finger extremely difficult.

"Divine... Divine Soul Realm... Peak!"

She used all her strength to squeeze these words out from between her teeth, her voice filled with despair.

They had messed up.

This was not the remains of someone who had passed away at all, but an old monster who had lived for who knows how many years!

The awakened old man did not give them any time to react.

He slowly raised his withered right hand and slapped down through the air toward where the two of them were.

A giant blood-colored palm print condensed out of thin air, carrying the overbearing momentum to crush everything as it crashed down.

Before the palm print even arrived, the terrifying gale had already pressed spiderweb-like cracks into the ground.

It was over!

Lin Bingyao's heart sank to the bottom.

Facing an attack of this level, she could not even generate the thought of resisting.

At this critical juncture, Zhao Ruoan pulled her behind him with a single yank.

"Open!"

He gave a low shout, and the profound light bracelet on his wrist lit up in response.

The one on Lin Bingyao's wrist also seemed to be summoned, simultaneously bursting with a brilliant white-gold light.

The two rays of light intersected in the air, instantly forming a translucent profound light barrier that enveloped the two of them inside.

"Boom—!!!"

The blood-colored palm print heavily slammed onto the profound light barrier.

The entire underground palace shook violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

A terrifying energy storm raged in the secret room, and the ancient texts on the bookshelf turned to flying ash the moment they came into contact with the aftermath of the energy.

"Crack... Crack..."

The crisp shattering sound was unusually piercing amidst the roar.

The profound light barrier in front of the two of them was covered with fine cracks, like glass about to shatter, and its light flickered uncertainly.

Lin Bingyao's heartbeat skipped half a beat.

This was a Magic Treasure capable of withstanding the full-force attack of a Divine Soul Realm Peak expert!

And yet it almost failed to withstand a casual palm strike from the other party?

Just how strong was this old monster before them!

Inside the barrier, Zhao Ruoan's expression also became extremely solemn.

He had underestimated the opponent's strength.

The power contained in that blood-colored palm print had already exceeded the scope of a normal Divine Soul Realm Peak.

Having failed in one strike, the killing intent within the blood-colored figure grew even stronger.

Its figure flickered and disappeared from the futon.

The next moment, it appeared in front of the crumbling profound light barrier, its withered palm raising once again to launch a second attack.

This time, the blood-colored light condensed in its palm was even denser and more violent than before.

Zhao Ruoan knew deep down that the profound light bracelet definitely could not block this second strike.

He no longer had any hesitation.

An archaic jade talisman inscribed with the two characters "Qinghan" appeared in his palm.

This was a protective talisman personally given to him by his Revered Master, Yun Qinghan, before he went down the mountain.

He crushed the jade talisman without the slightest hesitation.

"Hum—!"

An ultimate sword hum that could not be described in words resounded across the heavens and earth.

A cyan Sword Qi, pure to the ultimate and sharp to the ultimate, soared into the sky from the shattered jade talisman.

The moment this Sword Qi appeared, the blood-colored mist throughout the space was instantly cleared away, and that terrifying pressure was also swept away completely.

It was as if ice and snow had encountered a blazing sun.

Facing this Sword Qi, the blood-colored figure revealed a humanized emotion for the first time—fear.

It wanted to retreat, it wanted to escape.

But the speed of the Sword Qi surpassed space and surpassed thought.

The moment its thought arose, the Sword Qi was already right before it.

"Rip!"

There was no suspense whatsoever.

That newly condensed, heaven-destroying blood-colored palm print was easily torn apart in front of the cyan Sword Qi.

The remaining momentum of the Sword Qi did not diminish as it straightway pierced through the chest of the blood-colored figure.

"Roar—!"

A shrill roar broke forth from the old man's mouth.

His formidable Physical Body, comparable to a Magic Treasure, was torn open with a huge hole by the supreme Sword Intent contained within the Sword Qi.

His entire person was sent flying heavily, crashing hard against the wall at the deepest part of the secret room, smashing a human-shaped deep pit into the hard stone wall.

The transparent, gaping hole through his chest was shocking to the eyes.

Terrifyingly, not a single drop of blood flowed out.

Under the gaze of Zhao Ruoan and Lin Bingyao, the old man's Physical Body, which was comparable to a Magic Treasure, withered and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His skin turned into grayish-black keratin, peeled off, and then drifted away with the wind.

His plump flesh and blood rapidly shrank, clinging tightly to his bones.

In just a few breaths' time, a complete body of flesh and blood weathered into dust right before their eyes.

In the end, only a complete set of white jade-like skeleton remained, scattering to the ground with a clatter and piling into a small heap.

The manner of death was indescribably bizarre.

Lin Bingyao leaned against the wall, finally steadying herself with difficulty while the blood in her chest was still churning.

She looked at that pile of withered bones, then toward Zhao Ruoan, still somewhat dazed.

The shock brought to her by that cyan Sword Qi just now was simply too great.

That was a manifestation of the "Dao" that transcended power, transcended Realm, and was pure to the extreme.

In front of that sword strike, the Divine Soul Realm Peak old monster was as fragile as a paper doll.

"Just now... what was that?"

She spoke, her voice somewhat trembling.

Zhao Ruoan put away the shattered jade talisman, his expression returning to its usual gentleness.

"A strand of protective Sword Qi left for me by my Revered Master."

Lin Bingyao's curiosity was completely hooked.

"Which Senior expert is your Revered Master? This sword technique is simply too Heaven-Defying!"

She really couldn't think of any sword dao powerhouse in the Great Xia Dynasty who could possess such Heaven-Defying means.

Zhao Ruoan thought about it and felt that there was nothing much to hide about this matter.

"My Revered Master, Yun Qinghan."

"Yun Qinghan..."

Lin Bingyao subconsciously repeated this name, and then, her entire person froze in place.

Yun Qinghan!

The martial arts myth of the entire younger generation of the Great Xia Dynasty!

The peerless Prodigy who was rumored to have reached the pinnacle of Great Xia at under the age of thirty!

Her mother, as the Sect Master of the Chiyan Sect, had mentioned this name to her more than once, full of praise and yearning in her words, calling her a once-in-ten-thousand-years Prodigy.

She never dreamed in her wildest dreams that the youth before her, who looked to be of a similar age to herself, would actually be the Personal Disciple of that legendary figure?

This background was simply too terrifying!

No wonder, no wonder he had so many trump cards, no wonder he could shatter the ancient Restriction with a single finger.

So it turned out there was a True God standing behind him all along.

She looked at Zhao Ruoan, not knowing what to say for a moment.