novelA Terrifying Sword!
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The three people arrived at the place of the incident at lightning speed. Outside the room, the experts of the three Holy Lands had all gathered here, all their faces filled with grief and indignation!
These people were all the top experts of the world, and their reactions were extremely fast. Plus the fact that they were all staying together; they had all gathered the moment the cry began.
"What's the matter?" Hai Wu Ya asked.
"It's Xia Dong Ting... Xia Dong Ting is done for..." A middle aged man donned in purple robes in the crowd said softly, his face deathly pale.
"Move aside!" Hai Wu Ya strode forward, and everyone quickly parted ways, opening a path that led straight to the entrance.
Hai Wu Ya's entire body jerked and he froze like a statue when he reached the door. He stood there in a stupefied manner, a look of disbelief in his eyes.
Xia Dong Ting was on the floor right before the door inside the room, laying on the side of his face. An odd expression was on his face; both his eyes were wide open, despair and anger in his pupils. Both his hands were in a weird position: his left reaching forward, in the shape of a claw; the right was bent at an angle, reaching for his shoulder.
His sword was still sitting silently in its sheath on his shoulder; it had not even been unsheathed yet! His body was contorted weirdly, his mouth wide open. Fresh blood started to drop from its inside now... falling to the ground, drip by drip...
Hai Wu Ya jolted violently, slowly lifting his head and closing his eyes. After a while, he slowly asked, "Who was the first to arrive? Come out to answer me!"
A purple robed man slowly walked out from the crowd, with an extremely mournful expression.
"What was the situation when you arrived?" Hai Wu Ya's voice was full of restraint, seeming like he was withholding all of his anger."What did you discover?"
"This was a perfect assassination!" That person said in fear."Lord Hai, Brother Xia and I were only separated by a wall in our lodging, but in the process of this sudden assassination, I didn't hear a single thing or notice anything unusual! The only noise was that cry Brother Xia had made; by the time I reached this place, it was less than half a breath from the time it happened, but Brother Xia was already like this."
The corners of the mouth of purple robed man couldn't helped but twitch, frightened by his own words!
And it wasn't just him; in fact, all the people who heard him couldn't help but shiver. His words seemed normal, but there was a deep meaning in there which was enough to scare all the Saints present to their very core, worrying for their own safety!
Successfully assassinating a Saint expert, and the other Saint who was separated by only a wall did not hear a single thing and had not even noticed anything... Didn't this mean that if this person wanted, he could kill any Saint he wanted to? And with no chance of missing his hand at it? What sort of terrifying power did that assassin have?!
Shocking? Not yet!
Because what the purple robed man said afterwards was even more shocking and unbelievable.
"Just now, or to be more exact, a minute earlier, I was still having a long talk in Brother Xia's room. Brother Xia once aside that the current situation was like an impending storm; the strength of our enemy is still a profound mystery. Although we are still stronger, but we may not necessarily be capable of suppressing the enemy until they have no strength and can't fight back. So every single one of us must always be on our guard and carry our weapon with us, putting it in a position that allows us to reach for it quickly so we can take on the fight at anytime. Precisely because we are strong, the opponent will definitely use small tricks to exhaust our energy, so we must be absolutely careful! But now..."
Everyone sucked in their breaths, looking at Xia Dong Ting's body on the floor and that long sword on his back that had yet to been touched. A look of utter disbelief was in all their eyes!
Xia Dong Ting said this, so he would have definitely done the same for himself, But even in such a state of high-alert, his carefulness had no use or effect when faced with the attack from that assassin!
If someone this careful could not escape this fate, what about everyone else?!
Killing in one strike, a Saint of his generation did not even have the chance to unsheathe his sword! This was a Saint! The sword, being carried on his shoulder, was the most handy position, a position that allowed him to pull his sword out to attack any moment he wanted to!
But this sword had lost the chance to come out of its sheath!
Then how fast was the speed of that assassin?!
"I came rushing over the moment I heard the cry. Brother Xia still had one last breath, but he was unable to say a single thing!" The purple robed man took in a deep breath and said, "The most unbelievable thing is... the wound was... his chest! A single sword that struck straight at the heart!"
A commotion broke out and everyone started discussing!
The wound was his chest; in other words, this blatant assassin carried out his assassination face on?!
A Saint, even if facing a Saint Emperor, no matter how frightened or sure of loss, would still have the time to bring out his sword!
But this unbelievable reality had appeared right before their eyes... What was going on?
"The wound here is the flaw; the fatal wound definitely is not the one that struck the heart!" The one who spoke was Zhan Mu Bai who had come in afterwards. A gleam was in his eyes as he slowly spoke."If it was really a single strike to the heart, then even if it was a Saint Emperor like us, there wouldn't be that sort of pitiful cry from earlier! It would be an instant death! If that was the case, then it really is a perfect assassination!"
Everyone present knew the vital points of the human body, Zhan Mu Bai's words had enlightened everyone and reminded everyone present of this fact. Everyone's eyes immediately focused onto the corpse of Xia Dong Ting on the floor again.
Hai Wu Ya took in a deep breath and squat down, placing Xia Dong Ting's body flat on the ground. He softly said, "Brother Xia, please understand. For the sake of catching the culprit as soon as possible to prevent other victims and also getting revenge for Brother Xia... we... we have no choice but to offend you."
Everyone felt a chill in their heart. Hai Wu Ya's words made clear what he was going to do next: dissect the corpse to check for wounds! Only in this way could they truly resolve this mystery and understand the real reason for his death!
Hai Wu Ya stretched his right hand and pulled out the sword from Xia Dong Ting's back. This sword was finally out of its sheath, not for killing the enemy, but for the sake of dissecting its own owner's corpse!
What sort of mockery was this to Saints! But right now, they could only watch and bear with it! And even, anticipate it...
The sword cut through the clothing on Xia Dong Ting, revealing the flesh on his chest. There was a small, narrow red scar at the position of the heart. If one did not look carefully, they would assume that it was from an accidental scratch by a branch. Who would believe that this minute wound was a fatal one?
Hai Wu Ya lightly parted that wound with his fingers. An arrow of blood spurted out suddenly, extremely forceful, splatting on the ceiling of the room.
Hai Wu Ya tilted his head slightly, allowing that arrow of blood to brush past his own ear. His eyes widened at the wound he just opened up."What a fast sword! What a vicious sword! What a fatal sword!"
Zhan Mu Bai eyes narrowed as he slowly nodded.
Only the fastest sword could pierce through the chest, a place where the most blood converged, in a single strike and quickly withdrawn, leaving no other traces of a wound. So the blood could only gather and get clogged up with nowhere to flow!
Everyone present understood this logic, and they were all confident of doing it. Most of them had done something like this before! But using this sort of swordsmanship to deal with a Saint, and achieving this sort of results, no one present was capable of it!
This sort of swordsmanship was always used by the strong to bully the weak. Only when dealing with those who were weaker could one be able to succeed in a single strike so freely! If the opponent was similar in strength, or even higher, it was merely an act of suicide!
Regular Sky Xuans could use divine weapons to cut away a thousand times, but they may not be able to break through the Xuan Qi barrier of a Saint!
Also, Saints had frightening reactions. The moment the tip of the sword entered their body, the moment they noticed something was amiss, they were completely capable of contracting all the muscles in their body to move the position of their heart. At the moment the opponent missed when striking at the empty spot, they could quickly strike back!
But this sword had cleanly destroyed all the defenses of a Saint! Not a single response was made in time! He only had enough time to let out a pitiful scream out of instinct!
"I believe everyone saw it clearly. This is the real fatal reason! It was a sword like this! Even a Saint could do nothing about it! This only proved Brother Xia's judgment; the enemy's strength is a profound mystery! A shockingly powerful assassin hides around us! From now on, all Saints shall stay three to a room as a precaution! The moment there are any warning signs, immediately alert us! Do not be careless." Hai Wu Ya said slowly.
Everyone replied simultaneously. Everyone had understood that Hai Wu Ya's words were not to frighten them; any moment they were careless, they could be the next Xia Dong Ting.
"Hold on! This matter may not be this simple!" Zhan Mu Bai scoffed and said."The true meaning behind this sword is not just this. The culprit is showing us his might."
"Showing his might?" Everyone was confused.
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