Chapter 1411: Chapter 1411: Would You Become the Enemy of the Entire Continent for Her?

Mu Hanyan looked at the visitor, and his pupils suddenly contracted—it’s him!

As one of the Five Great Divine Guardian Priests of the temple, he was famous on the Divine Continent many years ago. Many regarded him as a master of legendary rank. However, after coming to the Holy Court Continent, not only was his power suppressed, but he didn’t dare to easily reveal his Ninth Rank Sword Master ability, fearing alerting the Holy Court and facing merciless annihilation. His every step was fraught with difficulty.

Today, having finally found an opportunity to showcase his divine power, how could he possibly let it slip due to a mere word from the other party?

Although the age and strength of the opponent surprised him, he had absolute confidence in himself. His real strength was that of a Sword Saint, with rich combat experience, not comparable to a young man in his twenties.

With Yan Yuchu in his grasp, he wasn’t worried about Mu Hanyan and the others escaping. With a twist of his wrist, the longsword aimed at the young man opposite him.

"Watch out!" Mu Hanyan and the others shouted in unison.

This sword strike seemed weak in momentum but was astonishingly agile like a flying swan, ingenious beyond measure, containing myriad transformations. Even Zirong’s Devil Eyes couldn’t discern where this sword was aimed.

Gai Huangji’s face showed a smug expression; this sword strike was his signature sword technique—Sword Skill Traceless. In the past, it was with this very sword strike that he defeated numerous competitors to become one of the Five Great Divine Guardian Priests.

Besides the high and mighty Divine Hall Master and the other priests, there were probably very few on the Divine Continent who could neutralize this masterful sword strike.

As if a phantom, the sword light reached the young man’s front in the blink of an eye, seemingly aiming at his heart meridian, yet also at his Qi Sea, rendering him riddled with weaknesses under this sword strike.

Gai Huangji smiled faintly. This is the subtlety of Sword Skill Traceless; the myriad transformations in the sword are unpredictable yet guided by his sword intent. At this moment, even he didn’t know where this sword aimed, but with a mere thought, he could achieve Man and Sword as One, the sword acting as his limb. Deep down, he knew that if faced with this sword himself, he wouldn’t find a way to counter it.

What slightly puzzled Gai Huangji was that, facing his life’s ultimate skill, the young man opposite remained unchanged in expression, still gripping the sword hilt, without even drawing the sword. Had he been scared stiff? Yet, there seemed no panic in his eyes.

The treasure sword poised to strike was like an arrow on a drawn bowstring, inevitably released. Without further thought, Gai Huangji’s mind moved, and the longsword thrust swiftly towards the opponent’s heart meridian.

In an instant, the sword moved at will, achieving Man and Sword as One, and he seemed to merge into the sword, transforming into a flow of light.

His eyes also revealed a cold smile laden with killing intent. As one of the Five Great Divine Guardian Priests, he harbored no trace of compassion. In the past, countless geniuses had fallen under this sword like meteors, and today would be no exception.

The cold sword tip, infused with a strong sense of death, flashed like lightning, nearing the opponent’s heart meridian, while Gai Huangji’s cold smile grew more intense.

Suddenly, his smile froze. The opponent had finally struck; the sword was so simple, so direct, yet so accurate, without the slightest deviation.

"Clang!" A light sound, Gai Huangji was pushed back several steps again.

"Impossible, impossible." Looking at the sword in the opponent’s hand, which seemed casually swung, Gai Huangji was utterly incredulous.

Even the other priests wouldn’t easily neutralize his Sword Skill Traceless; how had this young man accomplished it? Who was he, really?

"Leave, I have no intention of being your enemy," the young man softly stated, still not answering his question.

"Who are you exactly? Are you from the temple too?" Gai Huangji set aside his previous contempt and asked with suspicion. Unless one was thoroughly knowledgeable about his Heavenly Traceless, even the Twelve Saints of the Holy Court couldn’t easily neutralize this deadly strike. Thus, there’s only one possibility; the opponent is also from the temple!

"Fen Qianji!" The young man paused briefly before speaking confidently.

Indeed, the one who timely intervened to save Mu Hanyan and the others was none other than Fen Qianji.

"It’s you! So, you are Fen Qianji!" Gai Huangji first showed surprise, then gritted his teeth, appearing as though he wanted to tear Fen Qianji to shreds.

Mu Hanyan had been somewhat puzzled; as both were from the temple, Fen Qianji, being one of the esteemed Twelve Divine Language Priest, could have simply revealed his identity to stop Gai Huangji. Why so secretive? Now, seeing Gai Huangji’s face full of hatred, she vaguely understood that there must be some entanglement between them. Not revealing his identity was fine, but revealing it made things even more troublesome.

"I heard my only disciple died by your hand?" Gai Huangji stared fiercely at Fen Qianji and asked.

"Correct." Fen Qianji did not deny it nor explain.

"Good, good, very good!" Gai Huangji uttered the word ’good’ several times, flames of hatred burning in his eyes.

Eighteen years ago, he was ordered to infiltrate the Holy Court to hunt down another Divine Guardian Priest, Hua Guanyu, and his descendants, along with assassinating the Guardian of the Gods’ heirs to eliminate future troubles for the temple. His only disciple was left behind in the temple. Five years ago, he received news that Fen Qianji had killed his only disciple, leaving him furious and resentful, almost losing control. Unfortunately, he couldn’t find Hua Guanyu’s descendants, nor could he return to the temple without permission, so he suppressed this hatred deep in his heart.

Unexpectedly, today Fen Qianji brought himself before him!

"Fen Qianji, if I’m not mistaken, after killing my useless disciple, you should now be a Divine Language Priest, correct?" Gai Huangji suddenly changed the subject, asking.

"Correct." Fen Qianji still did not deny it.

"As a Divine Language Priest, you should know your duties. The people before you are all heirs to the Guardian of the Gods. If they successfully cultivate, they will become grave enemies of our temple. You should fully exert to kill them one by one, yet you didn’t act, and instead, blocked my attempt. Why is that?" Gai Huangji coldly smiled, his tone growing more severe.

"They are my friends," Fen Qianji stated, his demeanor completely serene.

"Friends? Hahaha, a dignified Divine Language Priest, befriending the Guardian of the Gods from the Holy Court, Fen Qianji, do you intend to emulate Hua Guanyu by betraying the temple and becoming an adversary against the entire Divine Continent?" Gai Huangji mocked coldly.

Mu Hanyan slightly frowned. Judging by the tone, it seemed Fen Qianji’s identity as a Divine Language Priest couldn’t suppress Gai Huangji. Perhaps this was one of the reasons he was reluctant to reveal his identity earlier.