145: Chapter 114: Life or Death?
The Dueling Platform!_2 145: Chapter 114: Life or Death?
The Dueling Platform!_2 Suo Lun said, “That’s correct, but at her strongest, she is also at her most vulnerable.
The moment she delivers a fatal blow to me is also when she has no defenses.”
The Sword Master said, “You make a good point, but even so, with your spiritual power, you wouldn’t be able to disrupt her spiritual domain.”
“True,” replied Suo Lun.
“But what if I used the energy she released against her?
A minor attack from my spiritual power could trigger an explosive reaction within her tremendous spiritual power.
That’s because, during her attack on me, the spiritual power she releases is both intense and unstable.
If I can find the right energy frequency, I can easily trigger a backlash explosion.”
Although Sword Master Bi Xiao had not achieved the same level of expertise in the spiritual domain as his swordsmanship, he was still one of the world’s top swordsmen, and a swordsman inevitably would delve into the spiritual domain.
Therefore, his spiritual cultivation was also profoundly advanced.
After closing his eyes and contemplating for a moment, the Sword Master felt that Suo Lun’s theory was at least plausible.
“Even so, her willpower is incredibly strong, how could it possibly collapse so easily?” the Sword Master questioned.
“The faith of a priestess of the Dragon God Temple is unshakably pure and noble.”
“Because,” Suo Lun said, “the nightmares she was haunted by completely overturned her faith.”
“What nightmares?” asked the Sword Master.
Suo Lun explained, “When she was three, her parents were murdered by the man who was both her beloved master and lifelong idol, the great monk of the Dragon Temple.”
Such an event could indeed turn anyone’s faith and beliefs upside down.
Once the faith of a Holy Maiden of the Dragon Temple was subverted, her spiritual world would be completely destroyed, for faith was her everything.
The Sword Master softened his intense gaze.
“Then how did you escape from Heaven Tomb?” the Sword Master asked.
“In this world, no one can come out.”
Suo Lun answered, “After killing the priestess, I practiced the latter four moves of the Calamity Sword Skill inside.
However, just when I was cultivating the ninth sword of calamity, the Heavenly Tomb World suddenly broke apart completely.”
The Sword Master nodded his head; it made sense that if the spirit of the person buried was destroyed, Heaven Tomb would self-destruct.
Suo Lun continued, “Then it was as if I woke up from countless layers of dreams, returning to the real world.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a naked woman in front of me; she was that entombed priestess.
Soon after, her body turned into dust.
Then I desperately fled from the Heaven Tomb cave, and that’s when I met you, and you know what happened afterwards.”
Ninety-nine percent of what he said was true.
There wasn’t a single outright lie; he just concealed a very small part of the story.
For instance, Yao Xing, and the fact that he had devoured the priestess’s incredibly powerful spiritual power.
“Did that entombed priestess reveal any secrets of the Dragon Temple to you?” inquired the Sword Master.
Suo Lun shook his head and said, “No, we couldn’t communicate at all.
She didn’t know who I was or what I was thinking.
She only launched attacks at a specific mental frequency to create visions of fear, desire, and irritation in my mind, aimed at completely destroying my psyche.”
He hadn’t lied—the priestess had indeed told him no secrets of the Dragon Temple, nor was there any direct communication.
All that needed to be said had been said.
Now, it was time to pass judgment on Suo Lun’s fate.
Would the Sword Master kill him?
Now, the Heavenly Tomb had been utterly destroyed, so it was no longer a deadly secret worth killing for to silence someone.
At this moment, the only reason for the Sword Master to kill Suo Lun was the fact that he had indirectly destroyed Heaven Tomb.
If the Dragon Temple learned of it, the Sword Master would also undoubtedly face death.
And Suo Lun was the only one privy to this.
For this single reason alone, the Sword Master had cause to kill Suo Lun.
“Even the most insignificant reason is enough for me to kill you,” the Sword Master declared.
“The only thing stopping me from killing you is that I have already killed you once, and to kill you a second time would give me psychological barriers.”
The Sword Master once again raised his wooden sword and said, “But I cannot take any risks.
If the Dragon God Temple finds out that I have been seeking Heaven Tomb and even indirectly destroyed one, then I’m undoubtedly dead.”
“I cannot let this secret out because it was I who directly destroyed Heaven Tomb,” Suo Lun stated.
“True, you certainly won’t leak it voluntarily,” the Sword Master responded.
“But if you fall into the hands of the Dragon Temple, you could not keep any secrets in your heart.
Even if there’s the slightest possibility, I must eliminate the future threat.”
The Sword Master rested the wooden sword on Suo Lun’s neck.
“Last time, I killed you, but for some reason, you didn’t fully die,” said the Sword Master.
“So, if I behead you now, you surely wouldn’t be able to come back to life, would you?”
Suo Lun’s heart quivered.
If he were beheaded, not even Yao Xing, let alone a deity, could save him.
It was then that the voice of Ye Jingyu came from outside the cave, “Master, are you in there?
There’s only one day left until your duel with Gui Qinshao.”
Then, Jingyu tried to enter but was blocked by a force, unable to take a step further.
Suo Lun did not respond and instead closed his eyes, waiting for the Sword Master to decree his fate—life or death?
At this moment, he could have revealed a critical secret to save himself.