Chapter 223: Sima Yin

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The sword light was soft, as if without any strength, yet it cut through space with incredible speed, flashing like lightning towards He Yiming's chest.

At that moment, a shadow suddenly enveloped He Yiming's heart. A surge of deathly power instantly swept through his entire body, and that terrifying sensation was like a paralysis spell, making him utterly unable to move.

It was a chilling murderous intent, like a needle piercing He Yiming's heart, directly engulfing him in fear.

He Yiming's face instantly lost all color, just like Jiang Wenwu's.

He had never imagined that there could be such a fierce and unstoppable sword in this world.

The flickering sword light, combined with the chilling intent that seemed capable of piercing a person to death, immediately plunged him into an inescapable predicament.

Even when he came into contact with the Dark Green Jade Bottle, even when he was ambushed by Romia's Sonic Wave Technique, he had never felt this close to death.

Seeing the ghostly sharp sword about to pierce his body, his chest skin could even feel the cold chill of the sword tip.

But in this moment of life and death, He Yiming finally moved.

Within his Dantian, a wheel-like rotation began again, and powerful energy surged upward, spreading throughout his body at a speed faster than the sword light.

His spirit suddenly soared, as if it had detached from his body, observing everything from the endless heights above.

Then, his chest deflated, and his body was pulled as if by an invisible force, flying backward, pressed tightly against the ground.

At the same time, he flicked his foot. Jiang Wenwu, who was still standing there, stunned and unaware of what was happening, suddenly flew up into the air, heading straight towards the sword light.

This was his subconscious reaction. At this moment, if he could delay the sword light, even for just a split second, He Yiming would not hesitate to do so.

His reaction clearly caught the sword light off guard.

In such a foolproof situation, it was the first time he had missed.

However, the sword light's master's reaction speed was also unimaginably fast. The single wisp of sword light suddenly exploded, like a gigantic firecracker, blasting open out of thin air.

Jiang Wenwu didn't even let out a scream before he turned into a shower of blood in the void, scattering from high above. Then, this sword light transformed into a shooting star chasing the moon, suddenly pursuing He Yiming's retreating body.

Instantly, the two engaged in an incredible chase and evasion in the jungle.

No matter how He Yiming darted left and right, he couldn't shake off the sword light's pursuit. His vital chest area was always under the sword light's cover.

However, the person currently in pursuit, although resolute, was now showing a slight wavering.

At his speed, and even with the forward thrust of the pursuit, he still couldn't do anything to He Yiming. If He Yiming managed to evade this sword, or turn his back, wouldn't he instantly be left far behind?

At this moment, he thought furiously, "Why didn't that old geezer mention this guy's Light Body Technique was so exceptional?"

However, he was unaware that He Yiming had only unleashed his potential under the intense pressure of a life-or-death situation, barely maintaining such terrifying speed. If he were to try to replicate it in normal times, it would be wishful thinking.

In a short while, the two of them had already made several large circles, centered around the point where they had started.

After these circles, both of them were deeply shocked. Finally, the person who had drawn the sword paused, surprisingly giving up the pursuit.

He Yiming had just let out a sigh of relief when his hairs immediately stood on end. His eyes instantly widened, filled with an indescribable horror and disbelief.

After the man sheathed his sword, he didn't flee. Instead, he turned and unleashed his sword, its light directed precisely at the bewildered Yuan Lixun.

The moment this person acted, He Yiming immediately sensed that he was the one who had been following him, hidden from view all along. Moreover, this person's strength was absolutely that of a super master at the Single-Line Sky Realm level.

Facing such a master, He Yiming naturally dared not be in the slightest bit careless. However, he could never have imagined that, given this person's status and strength, he would actually target Yuan Lixun. This was simply unimaginable.

At this moment, He Yiming's eyes nearly burst from their sockets, and the True Qi in his body surged wildly. He suddenly opened his mouth wide and let out a thunderous roar: "Hmph!"

A strange power ripple emanated from He Yiming's mouth. This ripple contained a mysterious power from a different system.

The swordsman's movements involuntarily paused for a moment. However, after only a slight pause, the sharp sword in his hand immediately continued to thrust forward.

However, in that instant, He Yiming stomped his feet, and a large pit immediately appeared on the ground. He himself shot up with a speed faster than his previous rapid retreat.

At this moment, He Yiming had unleashed his full potential. His movements were incredibly fast, reaching a degree that he himself had never imagined.

However, just as he was about to pass the man, the long sword in the man's hand suddenly twisted in mid-air, striking He Yiming's body like a venomous snake. At the same time, his other hand rose high, and a black shadow cut a bright black line in the air, shooting strikingly towards Yuan Lixun's head.

He Yiming's eyes instantly narrowed to a slit. He almost immediately judged.

The man's move was premeditated, and he had already grasped his vital point.

At this moment, it seemed he could only choose one: either block the lightning-fast sword, or rescue Yuan Lixun from the incoming hidden weapon.

The swordsman's heart was devoid of joy or sorrow; he felt no shame whatsoever for his actions.

Using the weaknesses of others' friends and family for assassination was his old trade, and his way of life. It was precisely because of his conduct that anyone who became his enemy would find him incredibly troublesome. Given any chance, no one would be willing to be his enemy, even if they surpassed him in martial arts cultivation.

As he thrust out this sword, he had already seen the terror in He Yiming's eyes. His sword became even faster. He faintly felt that this assassination was about to succeed.

He seemed to be about to experience again the infinite pleasure of a strong opponent falling beneath his sword.

However, before the hint of pleasure in his heart had fully erupted, his expression changed.

Because his sword had missed. He could clearly feel that the sword tip had touched He Yiming's skin, but in that instant, He Yiming had disappeared...

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The moment the swordsman simultaneously attacked He Yiming and Yuan Lixun, He Yiming, due to anger, worry, fear, and other emotions, caused his extremely elevated spirit to seemingly make another breakthrough.

At that moment, he clearly sensed it.

Beside him, there was a subtle flow of wind. In a trance, he seemed to become the wind here, and a feeling of complete integration with the wind suddenly burst forth in his heart.

His body was as if being pulled by the wind, drawing a strange arc in the air. From the blind spot of the man's vision, he flew to Yuan Lixun's side with indescribable speed and angle. And with a flick of his hand, he deflected the black line in the air.

At that moment, He Yiming seemed to truly experience the feeling of flying.

He seemed to have truly become the omnipresent wind, "flying" from his original spot to Yuan Lixun's side in an instant.

However, it was only for that single instant; afterward, He Yiming's mental state retreated from that peculiar sensation.

The swordsman suddenly stopped, his gaze as cold and clear as a moonless night, fixed intently on He Yiming.

And He Yiming was the same, except his gaze held a hint of bewilderment, a hint of realization, and a hint of secret joy.

Although that moment could not be replicated immediately, it had given him a faint glimpse. He had strong confidence that given enough time, he would certainly be able to unleash that wind-like speed, which almost surpassed human limits.

A chilling voice slowly sounded: "How did you do that?"

He Yiming sneered, not answering, but instead asked, "Who are you?"

The man snorted lightly, "Sima Yin, entrusted by someone to take your life." He flicked his wrist, and the sword light, like a snake's tongue, disappeared: "Tell me how you did that, and I can walk away."

He Yiming snorted angrily, "Sima Yin, do you think you can leave alive?"

Since his debut, he had never suffered such a great loss. Even Yuan Lixun was almost caught. In this situation, he naturally wasn't willing to let it go.

Sima Yin chuckled, "I admit, your Light Body Technique is indeed superior to mine, but in this world, just because your Light Body Technique is powerful doesn't mean you can keep me here." As he spoke, his body suddenly swayed.

He Yiming watched intently, but the next moment he discovered that Sima Yin, who had been standing still, suddenly vanished.

His ears slowly twitched. He Yiming held Yuan Lixun with one hand, and his other hand brushed the Guan Broadsword on his back. But he hesitated for a moment and finally took it away.

This was his last trump card; he would absolutely not use it until the outcome was decided.

Suddenly, He Yiming let out a sharp cry and kicked sideways.

There was nothing but green weeds there, but after He Yiming kicked, a black shadow suddenly emerged. It was Sima Yin, who had just disappeared.

He Yiming took a deep breath, recalling some content he had seen in the Hengshan Mountain library. He said in a deep voice, "Obscuring Eye Technique?"

Sima Yin's cold, emotionless laugh sounded: "That's right, it's the Obscuring Eye Technique." After he appeared, he didn't continue attacking, but said, "You have to take care of the woman beside you, so you can't fight me at all. If you agree to my terms, I'll turn around and leave, and I won't interfere in your grievances from now on. But if you don't agree, then you'll have to be careful at all times. I will attack you and your woman mercilessly at any time, in any place, by any means necessary."

He Yiming's expression changed slightly. In an open and honest fight, he would not fear anyone, but if the opponent used such a shameless tactic, he would truly be at a loss.

As if sensing He Yiming's hesitation, Sima Yin continued, "I travel the world alone. You not only have the woman beside you, but also He Family Village in Taicang County, and the Hengshan Mountain lineage. I can't kill you, I can't kill Yu Jinglei, but can't I kill others?"

He Yiming half-closed his eyes. In his heart, he already hated this newly met Single-Line Sky Realm expert to the core, but at the same time, he was also full of bitterness.

But to be honest, he himself wanted to know how that incredible movement technique was achieved.

Unfortunately, that feeling was too bizarre. Even he only had a vague impression and found it difficult to explain. However, even if he were to tell the truth, this person would absolutely not believe him.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. His gaze lowered, and he suddenly thought of something.

"I can tell you," He Yiming said expressionlessly, "but you must also tell me who sent you to kill me."

When Sima Yin attacked, he was filled with sharp murderous intent. No one would believe him if he said he had no killing intent.

After pondering for a while, Sima Yin shook his head and said, "I failed to kill you, which means I have already failed the task. I absolutely cannot tell you his name."

He Yiming was extremely frustrated, but he did pick up a hint. The person who hired him must have a grudge against him. But no matter how much he racked his brain, he couldn't figure out who had the ability to hire a Single-Line Sky Realm expert to assassinate him.

He snorted lightly and said, "After I tell you, will you really stay out of it?"

Sima Yin solemnly said, "I, Sima, am a man of my word. Since I have promised you something, I will absolutely do my utmost. If I couldn't kill you, it's because my strength is insufficient, there's nothing I can do. But not targeting your friends and family is naturally within the scope of my promise."

"Good." He Yiming gritted his teeth, taking out a dark green bottle from his arms. He tossed it casually, and the bottle flew steadily between the two of them, as if held by an invisible hand, landing gently on the ground.

"This contains Ethereal Water. Just by consuming about ten drops, Innate experts can sense the ethereal energy of the outside world. At that time, they will be as light as swallows and can also grasp the trajectory of the wind. However, to achieve the speed I just displayed, it requires several years of diligent practice and cannot be accomplished overnight."

Sima Yin looked at the bottle on the ground with suspicion, his eyes half-believing, "Ethereal Water? What is that?"

He Yiming snorted coldly, "This is a supreme treasure from a secret place. There is only one such bottle in the entire Northwest. You can only take ten drops at most."

Although Sima Yin was well-traveled and knowledgeable, he had never heard of this dark green jade bottle. But with his discerning eye, he could tell that this thing was definitely a rare treasure. Especially when he gazed at the liquid in the bottle, it actually gave him an irresistible urge to desire it, making him believe it somewhat.

After all, there were so many rare and precious treasures in the world that even he couldn't identify all of them. And perhaps this unheard-of treasure was the greatest secret behind He Yiming's display of such inhuman footwork.

He cautiously took a few steps forward and came to the jade bottle. He Yiming still held his hands behind his back, seemingly disdainful of his caution.

At this point, he felt a little relieved. Although He Yiming's Light Body Technique was terrifying, with Yuan Lixun as a hindrance, Sima Yin had already calculated that unless He Yiming wanted a mutual destruction, he would absolutely not take the risk.

However, when his sword tip flicked, sending the jade bottle high into the air, He Yiming's eyes suddenly sparked with light, as if he wanted to take this opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

Sima Yin's heart tightened, and all his attention immediately focused on He Yiming.

This young expert with incredible speed had already made him extremely wary, leaving no room for distraction. He simply subconsciously caught the dark green jade bottle with his other hand.

Suddenly, an extremely intense chill radiated from the palm of his hand.

This chill came with overwhelming force, like a surging tide, attacking without allowing him any resistance.

His fingers, palm, and even his entire arm instantly changed color. A layer of white frost, like goosebumps, condensed on them.

At this point, he finally understood that this jade bottle contained no Ethereal Water at all, but rather some unknown substance with incredibly chilling effects.

His heart immediately sank. However, as a Single-Line Sky Realm expert, he would never give up without a fight.

A cold snort escaped his lips, and his extremely powerful Innate True Qi surged upward like a spring.

When all his True Qi fought against the cold in his arm, the bone-chilling cold actually seemed to stop spreading. However, when he tried to throw away the jade bottle in his hand, he tragically discovered that the jade bottle was tightly stuck to his palm. No matter how he circulated his True Qi, he couldn't shake it off.

Sima Yin's eyes flashed with fierce light. Without thinking, he swung the long sword in his right hand. After a flash of light, his left arm was severed at the shoulder. However, not a drop of blood flowed from the severed part, and the fallen arm was as hard as iron, frozen in an instant. This showed just how immense the coldness of the liquid in the jade bottle was.

Then, Sima Yin's body swayed once again. The injury to his severed arm seemed as if it had never happened. His body instantly disappeared from He Yiming and Yuan Lixun's sight again.

Yuan Lixun stared at all this in shock. She hadn't even reacted before it had all happened and ended.

In this level of confrontation, expecting a seventh-layer Inner Energy Acquired Stage practitioner to be of any help would be sheer fantasy.

He Yiming's expression subtly changed. The cold qi from the Dark Green Jade Bottle could render Hundred Scattered Heavens Realm experts powerless, but a Single-Line Sky Realm expert was different. To be able to escape after self-mutilation was truly beyond his expectation.

His ears twitched slightly, and He Yiming shot out like lightning, casually putting away the Dark Green Jade Bottle, then darting towards a certain direction.

Only his voice echoed lingeringly in the area:

"Wait for me to return..."

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