Master of Strange Dao

The three-foot-long sword collided violently with Ruan Renwang's body, sparks of electricity flashing everywhere. At the point of impact, no larger than a needle's tip, it seemed to turn into a point of annihilation, continuously swallowing all around it.

Ruan Renwang suddenly opened her eyes, reached out with her left hand, and grabbed the blade, holding it firmly in her grasp.

In the blink of an eye, the fiery dragon whisked into the sky and disappeared, and so did the intruder.

A moment later, Ruan Renwang returned with her eyes closed, holding in her left hand a three-foot-long sword formed of condensed sword light, which she held so firmly it couldn't even dissipate.

In her right hand, she was carrying part of a Light Man, the right half of its torso, including the right shoulder and arm.

Yu Ziqing approached with an ingratiating demeanor.

"Big Sister, you are mighty, I'll personally prepare a good meal for you when we get back. You've worked hard."

If it weren't for a sudden disruptive scoundrel appearing out of nowhere, Ruan Renwang would have certainly torn Wei's Ancestor apart alive.

Though it might not kill, it would definitely make him suffer.

When the power displayed by the intruder finally appeared, it could only have been Wei's Ancestor.

Moreover, Yu Ziqing could ascertain that this guy had limited talent. Even if he had possibly surpassed the Ninth Tier Peak, he certainly never genuinely stepped into the Tenth Tier.

Because after the complete disappearance of Dadui, the path to the Tenth Tier was blocked. Before that, it was just increasingly difficult, a gradual process.

In the Jiazi Era of Dadui, there was hope. By the Yichou Era, there was little hope; in the Bingyin Era it was minuscule, and by the Dingmao Era, it became an ignorable low probability.

Wei's Ancestor derived his power solely by gathering rank fragments, relying on the accumulation of time.

Whereas Ruan Renwang, she genuinely entered the Tenth Tier.

Although now limited by heaven and earth, and with the same upper limit, people were not the same.

Wei's Ancestor could score one hundred points purely because that was his level, but Ruan Renwang naturally scored one hundred on the sheet, and perhaps even earned an extra bonus due to her immensely strong zombie physique.

Of course, when facing others, Wei's Ancestor might exert one hundred twenty percent of his power.

Unfortunately for him, his opponent was Ruan Renwang. Tracing back the source, it was the same; his strongest power was useless against Ruan Renwang. That's why Yu Ziqing brought Ruan Renwang here, but not others.

Ruan Renwang, eyes closed, held the sword blade in one hand and part of a Light Man in the other, looking fiercely mighty.

She shook her right hand, and that part of the Light Man was crushed and transformed into streaming lights, still trying to escape.

Ruan Renwang opened her mouth and, like thin noodles, swallowed the streaming lights in one gulp.

Chilling air spilled out, but quickly returned to normal.

Yu Ziqing hurriedly took out the Flying Boat and carried Ruan Renwang towards Jinlan Mountain.

Upon reaching the eastern part of Jinlan Mountain's Forbidden Land, Yu Ziqing said.

"Big Sister, let's find someone to ask about the sword you're holding; such a powerful sword cultivator is rare in the world, and Han Dong surely knows.

Of course, I've already asked Cece to start preparing the ingredients for the feast, it'll take some time.

Since we're idle, we might as well ask.

After all, the audacious attacker dared to ambush you, this is unbearable.

Rest assured, I'll definitely find out who it is."

Ruan Ren didn't speak, nor did she disembark from the Flying Boat.

As they arrived in the south, they saw Han Dong and his wife coming out of the courtyard to greet them from a distance.

The female Ba sensed Ruan Renwang's presence, standing respectfully half a step behind Han Dong.

"Brother Dong, there's something I'd like to ask you. Can you tell where the sword in Big Sister's hand comes from?"

Han Dong just glanced at it and knew, it wasn't actually a sword, but a streak of sword light.

Someone had struck once, and that strike was suppressed directly by Ruan Renwang, still not dissipated until now.

Just seeing it gave him goosebumps; was the Tenth Tier once so powerful?

The female Ba, with a virtuous wife's demeanor, said softly with gentle eyes.

"Why are you standing idle? Speak your mind plainly, don't dither and it'll be disrespectful to the senior."

Han Dong hesitated for a moment, then said.

"Actually, I already felt it clearly before you even arrived.

This sword light originates from the Qingping Sword."

"Are you sure?" Yu Ziqing was slightly shocked.

"No doubt about it, I could possibly mistake others, might not know them, but the Qingping Sword, I would never mistake."

Han Dong was very sure; when he was young, the Qingping Sword was what he most desired.

Among all the Sword artifacts in the world, the Qingping Sword left the deepest impression on him.

"Did Old Emperor Qian take action?"

"It wasn't him.

I can only ascertain, the sword light absolutely comes from the Qingping Sword.

As for who made the move, I don't know, I can only exclude him."

"Thank you, Brother Dong, can you try to preserve this sword?"

"No, it was a move made, without such terrifying power from a senior, it would've exploded long ago, now it's just temporarily suppressed."

"Then forget it." Yu Ziqing showed some regret, glanced at Ruan Renwang, "Big Sister, let's head back and open the feast."

As the words fell, Ruan Renwang exerted force in her palm, instantly crushing the long sword formed by the sword light.

The exploding power swirled in Ruan Renwang's palm, and only after more than ten breaths of suppression did it slowly shrink and dissipate.

...

In an abandoned Grotto Heaven within the Hengduan Mountains, a robed figure stood quietly with a hood.

In the distance, a rolling deep blue light cluster continuously expanded and contracted, transforming into a human form.