One Saber Cleaves the Path of Life and Death, Two Feet Forge a Body Beyond Right and Wrong

A saber?!!

Jiang Yi's heart chilled. His body tensed, every hair on end.

A life-or-death crisis!

Instinctively, he rolled to the side, narrowly dodging the attack.

He wasn't arrogant enough to believe he could disarm someone empty-handed.

It could only be said—

This guy fought dirty, just like him!

The sharp, dark gleam fell, sending dirt and rocks flying, carving a deep gully in the ground.

It was a Ghost Head Great Saber!

Its hilt was carved with a ferocious ghost head, its gaping maw biting into the wide, straight, dark blade.

Huang Qi gripped it with both hands, his face contorted in ferocity!

"You little brat, just die obediently!"

"With this Fierce Ghost Saber forged from fine iron in my hand, even if you're only at the half-step Martial artist stage, you'll become a soul claimed by my blade."

Seeing Jiang Yi dodge his attack!

Huang Qi grinned sinisterly and charged forward again, wielding the saber with both hands, slashing down ferociously once more.

Facing the might of a sharp weapon!

Jiang Yi could only choose to temporarily retreat.

In terms of martial arts!

His opponent was inferior to him, but once he picked up a weapon, with the boost of a sharp blade.

It undoubtedly leveled the playing field.

This wasn't what Jiang Yi wanted; he wanted—

A swift victory!

Facing the relentless onslaught of slashes, Jiang Yi dodged repeatedly, evading the sharpest edges.

His eyes flickered, searching for any hidden openings!

Suddenly!

His sea of consciousness flickered, and a wave of coolness surged, piercing deep into his soul.

A faint, yet seemingly boundless voice echoed.

It felt as if his entire soul was ascending!

"Return to origin; create the primordial; yin and yang rotate; the Great Dao is formless..."

This was none other than the Nameless Scripture (incomplete)!

Only sixteen short characters. In his previous life, they might have been ordinary words.

But here!

Each character seemed to communicate with an unfathomable, majestic presence.

An indescribable power was born!

In his eyes!

All things in the world were magnified, magnified to the point where he could clearly see every single texture.

Everything became incredibly slow, as if performing a sluggish action.

The world, only he remained unchanged!

Even Huang Qi's descending saber was the same.

In Jiang Yi's pupils, its movement was like a snail's crawl!

This allowed him to easily determine the trajectory of the Ghost Head Great Saber's descent.

Jiang Yi took a small step back, angling his body!

The sharp blade's aura fell, mere inches from his body.

The opportunity had arrived!

Jiang Yi's heart pounded violently, his entire body surging with power.

Before Huang Qi could pull his saber back!

He struck first!

He stomped hard on the hilt of the Ghost Head Great Saber!

His body bent slightly, his arms spread wide from his waist, forming fist seals with palms facing each other.

He slammed them shut on either side of Huang Qi's head, striking his temples.

"Ah-phoo!"

Huang Qi cried out, spitting a mouthful of blood. Blood visibly seeped from all seven of his orifices.

This blow was truly terrifying!

In agony, Huang Qi could no longer hold onto his Ghost Head Great Saber. His hands loosened, and he stumbled backward repeatedly.

Jiang Yi gripped the saber hilt with his backhand. With a "clang," he completely pulled it free from the earth and stone.

Now, the tables had turned!

He, a half-step martial artist, would wield this sharp weapon.

I have the skill, and I have the saber!

Jiang Yi dragged the saber and walked forward step by step.

Huang Qi seemed to sense something. He forced his blood-overflowing eyes open.

He vaguely saw a thin figure standing before him.

In his right hand, the figure held a broad, dark, and familiar object.

It was his saber!

A deep sense of fear surged into his heart!

He could sense it!

A gaze, so calm it was terrifying, was fixed upon him!

That gaze was like looking at a lamb being prepared for slaughter!

And he was that lamb!

"You... you can't kill me! My elder brother is the Second Chieftain of Black Wind Stronghold.

He's a true martial artist, not someone your mere half-step can provoke!

Let... let me go, and I'll pretend none of this happened..."

"No need!"

Jiang Yi shifted his gaze!

He gently stroked the saber's body with his left hand and even flicked it with a finger.

Ding!!!

A clear and melodious chime rang out!

"It's time for you to go. Don't worry, your elder brother will soon follow you--

to reunite with you!"

"What?"

Jiang Yi suddenly raised his saber and lunged, slashing horizontally. A fine head flew high into the air.

"Buzz!"

Another blow fell!

With the force of splitting Mount Hua, it came down from above, bisecting the body that had yet to fall.

As blood gushed, Jiang Yi strode through!

One saber cut opens the path of life and death, two feet step through the gate of right and wrong!

[Killed one enemy proficient in martial arts, plundered 8 years of lifespan.]

"Almost forgot! There's one more!"

Jiang Yi sensed a slight movement!

He turned his head towards the back of the collapsed wooden house. That was the last bandit here.

He had just crawled out of the ruins and was scrambling to escape into the forest.

Jiang Yi wouldn't give him that chance!

Taking two steps in three, he lunged forward with his saber, sending him to hell.

[Killed one ordinary enemy, plundered 4 years of lifespan.]

[Life Master: Jiang Yi]

[Cultivation: Half-step Skin Refining Realm]

[Physique: None]

[Cultivation Technique: Rock Steadiness Fist (Great Accomplishment), Nameless Scripture (Incomplete)]

[Lifespan: 59]

Jiang Yi did a quick calculation!

Excluding the lifespan plundered from those bandits.

As he cultivated his martial arts, his own lifespan also increased.

He now possessed fifty-nine years of life!

Only one year needed to be set aside, and the rest could be used to advance further.

He knew very well!

This was far from over!

He had only dealt with some minor thugs!

The real culprits were still living it up in the stronghold.

Those people would only be more powerful than the bandits he had just dealt with.

If he charged in recklessly, it would undoubtedly be like throwing an egg against a rock.

He would be throwing his life away for nothing!

Black Wind Mountain, the name of this mountain, and Black Wind Stronghold, the bandit lair that occupied it.

Several years ago!

A group of powerful bandits, who appeared from nowhere, had seized this mountain and become outlaws.

They usually robbed passing merchants, and even descended the mountain to pillage villages.

In just a few years, they had become notorious bandits in the surrounding area!

It was said that the Three Chieftains of Black Wind Stronghold were all martial artists who had stepped through the threshold of the martial path.

Their strength was immense!

Some villages had paid a great price to invite martial arts experts from nearby towns.

The result was either failure, or the matter was dropped, as they were simply unable to do anything about those powerful bandits.

Finally, with no other choice!

The major villages in the vicinity had signed a contract with them, agreeing to pay a certain amount of wealth each year.

Only then could they barely survive.

Likewise!

So did their Jiang Family Village.

But for some unknown reason, this time it had changed. Without any warning, they had slaughtered their entire Jiang Family Village.

Thinking of this!

Jiang Yi's face was filled with gloom, and wisps of killing intent reappeared in his pupils.