Chapter 396

Chapter 396: Chapter 395: "Stop this now, you can’t uncover the secrets within this stone coffin. Even if this power has no offensive ability, continuing like this will cost you your life!" Dongfang Meng looked at Ye Tianchen, who had fallen and gotten severely injured, with his face bruised and swollen, and blood streaming from the corner of his mouth, and couldn’t help but speak out. It was unknown how much time had passed, nor how many times Ye Tianchen had been repelled, but he kept concentrating his Divine Sense, probing towards the stone coffin over and over, just wanting to get near it to see if it indeed contained the Xuanyuan Sword. If it truly was, then Ye Tianchen would not give up such a great opportunity—an opportunity many people wouldn’t encounter even once in their lifetimes, that countless strong individuals couldn’t find no matter where they looked. Yet, he might have such a possibility to obtain the Xuanyuan Sword, to acquire the third of the Ancient Ten Swords. Historically, the person who had obtained the most of the Ancient Ten Swords was the Tongtian Sect Master. If Ye Tianchen managed to get the Xuanyuan Sword, adding to his Taie Sword and Fish Intestine Sword, he would become the person who obtained the most of the Ancient Ten Swords after the Tongtian Sect Master, as he himself said he intended to surpass the Tongtian Sect Master by collecting all the Ancient Ten Swords, and restore the might of the Ancient Ten Swords’ Sword Array once more.

As is well known, each of the Ancient Ten Swords possesses incredible power. For instance, the Taie Sword is unstoppable in its might, the Fish Intestine Sword renders all before it illusory—kings and fathers fall without ambiguity—and the Xuanyuan Sword is the Holy Sword, which evolves the universe from primordial chaos. With just the word ’holy’, it embodies the sentiment of saintly righteousness. The extent of its power is truly immeasurable. Such Holy Path Power could evolve a universe, another world, profoundly mysterious and overwhelming. And if Ye Tianchen really could gather all the Ancient Ten Swords, to manifest a might a hundred times more formidable than the Extermination Immortal Sword Formation, what kind of scenario would that be? It truly makes one look forward with anticipation...

"This is an opportunity for me, a chance worth taking, and these injuries are nothing," Ye Tianchen solemnly sat cross-legged in front of the stone coffin again, his whole demeanor growing serious as he stared intently at the coffin, hands pressed together while a strong notion ventured forth once more.

This time, unlike before when his Divine Sense was immediately repelled by the power guarding the stone coffin, it gradually approached the coffin step by step. Ye Tianchen’s forehead was covered in cold sweat, his face instantly paled, and his entire body trembled. The immense invisible pressure felt unbearable as he felt as though a weight of thousands of catty was pressing down upon him. This was the formidable resistance he faced while forcibly probing with his Divine Sense trying to discern what was entombed within the coffin. This resistance, though invisible, was enough to crush anyone to death. Ye Tianchen’s tempered physical body allowed him to withstand the force’s pressure more than ordinary people, however, his cultivation realm was merely at the King level, and his physical state was not robust enough; that he held out this far was already quite an achievement. Sёarᴄh the Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Puh!

Ye Tianchen, enduring the tremendous pressure, couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood, causing Dongfang Meng beside him to frown. She suddenly realized that this unreliable and even somewhat nonsensical man displayed, in that moment, the strong will and the grand bearing a man should have, fully and vividly. What kind of person was he, seemingly capable of playing any role, able to adopt any expression effortlessly.

"Stop trying already, whether or not it’s the Xuanyuan Sword inside, you can’t approach it, let alone obtain it. If it really is the Xuanyuan Sword, with our current cultivation, it’s impossible!" Dongfang Meng shook her head, looking at Ye Tianchen.

"I’ve said it, I won’t give up. In my Ye Tianchen’s dictionary, there is no such word as ’give up’!" Ye Tianchen said resolutely.

"Why are you so stubborn? Don’t you understand what I’m saying?"

"I understand, but I will not give up!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

As soon as Ye Tianchen finished speaking, a sword appeared on either side of him, the Taie Sword and the Fish Intestine Sword. Ye Tianchen was not acting recklessly; after being repelled several times, he understood Dongfang Meng’s point. Inside might be the Xuanyuan Sword or it might not be. If not, whatever was within still was definitely an extraordinary object. If it was, then the struggle to obtain this sword could be a hundred times more difficult than reaching to the Emperor Star itself. The majesty of the Holy Path, evolving the universe and the primordial chaos, one could imagine, the kind of domineering presence one would hold wielding such a Divine Sword.

Throughout, no matter how many times he was thrown back, even covered in injuries, Ye Tianchen never gave up. He knew what he wanted and he knew he urgently needed to enhance his strength. Each of the Ancient Ten Swords, with their unfathomable mysterious powers, was coveted by countless who never had the opportunity. Having encountered such a chance, how could he possibly give up?

Shh!

Shh!

Once the Taie Sword and the Fish Intestine Sword were drawn, both blades emitted a formidable force that struck directly onto the stone coffin, causing Ye Tianchen to feel significantly less pressure almost immediately. He was overjoyed, knowing that his predictions had been accurate. If what Zhang Yide had said was true—that the ten ancient Divine Swords were not earthly artifacts, but divine weapons from beyond, and these ten swords had once formed a Sword Array—then there existed a bond between each sword, a primordial force that would not disappear no matter how many hands they passed through; this original connection remained. Perhaps the Taie Sword and the Fish Intestine Sword could aid him.

As expected, after Ye Tianchen summoned the Taie Sword and the Fish Intestine Sword, the divine swords did not unleash a wildly violent power. Instead, each emitted a beam of light from their blades that struck the stone coffin, significantly relieving the pressure on Ye Tianchen. The feeling of having millions of pounds of force pressing down on him was truly unbearable, almost crushing him to death.

At this moment, a slight smile appeared on Ye Tianchen’s face, blood still evident, yet his heart filled with immense joy. His efforts had not been in vain. He stood up from the ground, controlling the Taie Sword and the Fish Intestine Sword with a light movement of both hands so that they floated beside him, and he began stepping towards the stone coffin.

Snap!

Bang!

With just a single step forward, Ye Tianchen felt a crushing force descend upon him from above. His foot sank into the ground, leaving a deep imprint on the hard stone floor. Ye Tianchen frowned, and Dongfang Meng, standing in a corner of the chamber, was startled. Even though she could not directly sense the Holy Path Power emanating from the coffin, her intuition told her of its domineering nature. This force was only meant to obstruct and not attack, yet it was unbearable—the power of the Holy Path was unimaginably forceful.

Snap!

Bang!

Ye Tianchen forcibly moved his right foot next, the same situation ensuing. His foot sank, deeply imprinting the ground, as if a vast mountain was pressing down from above, merely obstructing without falling. Coupled with the innate power from both the Taie Sword and the Fish Intestine Sword, which blocked some of the Holy Path Power, Ye Tianchen might have otherwise been crushed into a pulp.

"Big dummy, come back, give up! You won’t make it to the coffin; you’re going to die!" Dongfang Meng saw Ye Tianchen persistently advancing towards the coffin. She had just taken a few small steps forward and already faced such a terrifying scene. If he actually reached the coffin, wouldn’t he be smashed into the ground and unable to survive?

"Even if it costs me my life, I won’t give up, and I believe I can earn the recognition of the Xuanyuan Sword!" Ye Tianchen clenched his teeth and continued to step towards the stone coffin.

"Idiot, moron, fool..." Dongfang Meng was almost in tears, uncharacteristically emotional. Always the icy beauty, Dongfang Meng became extremely agitated at this moment, calling out to Ye Tianchen loudly.

Hearing Dongfang Meng’s voice, Ye Tianchen couldn’t help but turn back, smiling at her and saying, "I’m not trying to take advantage of you. But of course, if you wish, I’ll take responsibility for my whole life. I am not a man who shirks responsibility!"

In an instant, Dongfang Meng froze. Standing in place, she gazed at Ye Tianchen, at his radiant smile devoid of any malice, as if a man deeply in love was confessing to her. In that moment, many scenes flashed through Dongfang Meng’s mind—Ye Tianchen had traversed mountains and rivers, undergoing great difficulties to reach Qinling Mountain Range and find the entry to the Ancient Tomb Sect. He always carried her, braving multiple dangerous adventures without ever giving up. At that time, she had been unconscious and unaware of anything. Ye Tianchen could have easily abandoned her but chose not to. Though somewhat unreliable and casual, this man was not irresponsible. Especially during their Dual Cultivation of the Jade Maiden Heart Scripture under those specific uncontrollable circumstances, she couldn’t really blame him. Suddenly, Dongfang Meng felt that Ye Tianchen might truly be a decent man, perhaps even worthy of a lifelong commitment. This man had an invisible charm that could make one’s heart involuntarily captivated.

"Get lost; if you want to die, go die alone, but be careful!" Dongfang Meng snapped back to reality, her cheeks flushing, harshly scolding Ye Tianchen but unable to suppress her concern.

Ye Tianchen gave a mischievous grin, his expression growing serious. He was now less than ten steps from the coffin, yet with each step forward, the oppressive force of the Holy Path Power from above seemed to increase drastically. If not for Ye Tianchen’s focus on tempering his body and more importantly, the Taie Sword and Fish Intestine Sword—two of the ancient Divine Swords connected to the Xuanyuan Sword at their origin—that blocked some of the Holy Path Power, Ye Tianchen might already have been crushed to a bloody pulp and died! (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)