Obtaining Top Art on Family's Extermination Night

Zhao Ziying’s soul nearly flew from his body!

He had been in mid-air, like a leaf in the wind, relying on his quick grasp of the offensive rhythm within the Star River Sword Array.

Only then, with his Horizontal Saber, had he been able to barely cope.

Fang Shuwen’s sudden yank had not only shattered that rhythm but had also plunged him down to the ground, where the assault was even more ferocious.

When Fang Shuwen had tossed him into the air, the Star River Sword Array had only diverted a small fraction of its power to deal with him.

The majority of the pressure was still focused on Fang Shuwen.

Now, having escaped that small contingent, he had fallen into a veritable Sea of Sword Qi. Zhao Ziying felt his doom was sealed.

His heart was pounding with terror, yet the moment he landed in Fang Shuwen’s grasp, he heard the man ask him to name the Sword Array...

In that instant, Zhao Ziying went mad:

"The hell with the name! We’re about to die here..."

Before the words even left his mouth, the world around him became a blur of light and shadow. In an instant, heaven and earth seemed to swap places. But before he could even see what was happening, the scene shifted once more.

’Such a fast Body Technique!’

Zhao Ziying’s heart pounded. ’Is Fang Shuwen using this ghostly Body Technique to move so freely within the Star River Sword Array?’

’What kind of Body Technique is this?’

Just as curiosity sparked in his mind, Fang Shuwen’s chilling voice fell upon his ears:

"You dare curse at me?"

’...It’s over. I’m a dead man.’

Zhao Ziying was filled with despair. With a woeful expression, he said:

"If I had known that you, Uncle Fang, possessed such skill that you could stroll through this Star River Sword Array as if it were your own backyard, how would this lowly one have dared to disrespect you?"

His voice sounded faint and distant, though not intentionally so.

It was just that Fang Shuwen’s Body Technique was too fast. In addition to the Cloud Passing Body Technique, he also had the Electric Light Divine Step. His speed had long ranked among the absolute best in the world.

As a result, when Zhao Ziying spoke the first few words of his sentence, he was on the left side of the array. By the time he finished, he was already in the center.

In the time it took him to say all that, Fang Shuwen had already shifted through more than ten different positions.

Consequently, even though the Sword Qi of the Star River Sword Array was as dense as the galaxy itself, it couldn’t touch Fang Shuwen in the slightest.

Fang Shuwen let out a cold laugh, not bothering to argue with Zhao Ziying.

With a flick of his hand, he tossed him back into the air.

He knew the drill this time. Thrown into the air again, Zhao Ziying instinctively raised his Horizontal Saber to defend himself. He cursed silently, thinking that since he had just offended Fang Shuwen, the man now intended to leave him to his fate.

But at that very moment, Fang Shuwen casually reached out and scooped. The motion didn’t look like a Martial Arts technique; it was more like he was scooping fish from water.

Naturally, what he scooped up wasn’t a fish, but a person.

It was a Swordsman dressed in white.

Although Zhao Ziying hadn’t yet had the chance to explain to Fang Shuwen how the Star River Sword Array worked.

But Fang Shuwen’s Martial Arts were profound, and with profound Martial Arts came extraordinary insight.

Even if he couldn’t discern the shifting positions within the Sword Array, he could tell that it was formed from a combination of two elements.

One was Sword Qi.

The Sword Qi was like overlapping waves—dense, continuous, and unending. It spread out like a net, yet also resembled a sky full of twinkling stars, a mix of the real and illusory.

The other was people.

The people were hidden within this illusory web of overlapping Sword Qi waves.

Their movements were synchronized with the Sword Qi as they shifted positions, their figures concealed behind it.

Fang Shuwen wasn’t sure of their specific purpose, but he figured it had something to do with the dense Sword Qi... But he had seen them. And if he could see them, there was no reason he couldn’t touch them.

If all the Sword Qi within the Star River Sword Array were to attack Fang Shuwen at once, even he couldn’t guarantee he’d escape unscathed.

But for a few isolated strands of Sword Qi to hope to injure him was clearly wishful thinking.

Thus, he casually broke through the Sword Qi protecting the Swordsman and snatched him up.

This sounds simple, but it was actually incredibly difficult, requiring a perfect combination of perception, Martial Arts, and speed. Yet for Fang Shuwen, it was as easy as reaching into a bag to grab something.

However, the moment he had the man in his grasp, Fang Shuwen casually threw him out.

Before he could even hit the target Fang Shuwen had locked onto, the man was torn to shreds by the Sword Qi of the Star River Sword Array.

This gave a glimpse into the savage and ruthless nature of the Sword Array.

Fang Shuwen’s eyes lit up.

"How impressive!!"

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed another person. With a casual toss, another Swordsman met a violent end.

Fang Shuwen’s footwork was constantly changing as his hands repeatedly reached out, grabbing and throwing... At first, acting on a whim, he threw five or six of them.

Then it suddenly occurred to him that doing this was a bit of a waste. ’They’re all going to die anyway,’ he thought. ’Why not have them provide me with a little insignificant help before they go?’

Therefore, the next time he grabbed someone, he used the North Nether Divine Technique to drain the person’s Inner Strength before tossing them away.

He did this again and again. Before long, the ground had become a gruesome sight.

Blood flowed across the ground of Fengliu Plain, and the shattered corpses were a shocking, grisly spectacle.

Meanwhile, the once dense and terrifying Sword Qi grew increasingly thin.

Even Zhao Ziying, who had been trapped in mid-air by the Sword Qi, unable to land for even a moment, came tumbling down.

Compared to Fang Shuwen’s ghostly and unpredictable Body Technique, however, his landing was far more pathetic.

But even so, Zhao Ziying’s face was flushed with excitement. It was just a shame that although the Array had thinned, it still made it difficult for him to move. Otherwise, he would have likely raised his saber and charged into the fray.

It didn’t matter whether he raised his saber or not, because Fang Shuwen had truly begun to kill.