Simultaneous Transmigration: My Strength Comes Entirely from My Own

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567 To put it bluntly, Zhao Yun was quite confident in his lightness skill.

But after seeing that dark figure, Zhao Yun suddenly lost his confidence.

Luke raised an eyebrow and said in a low voice, "Come on, I'll take you to see it."

Luke, arm in arm with Zhao Yun, transformed into a blur and silently followed behind the dark figure, who remained completely unaware of Luke and Zhao Yun's presence.

The two figures moved like ghosts under the moonlight, seemingly blending into the night.

Although Zhao Yun was surprised by Luke's lightness skill, she was more focused on the target ahead, her eyes flashing with the sharpness of a hunter.

The dark figure moved swiftly between the rooftops, clearly very familiar with the terrain.

Luke and Zhao Yun followed closely behind, always maintaining a delicate distance so as not to be discovered, yet not to lose track of them.

Zhao Yun secretly admired Luke's lightness skill, which was not only fast but also extremely steady, as if every step was precisely calculated without any unnecessary movements.

A short while later, the dark figure stopped in front of a towering building, looked around for a moment, and then leaped into the building. Luke and Zhao Yun exchanged a glance and followed in tacit agreement.

The pavilion was brightly lit, but there was no one in sight; it had clearly been cleared out by shadowy figures.

The two hid in a dark corner and observed quietly.

The dark figure moved swiftly within the pavilion, seemingly searching for something. After a moment, he stopped in front of a wall, gently pressed his hand against it, and the wall slowly slid open, revealing a hidden passage.

Without hesitation, the dark figure slipped inside, and the wall immediately closed.

A hint of interest flashed in Luke's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "It seems there are quite a few secrets hidden here."

Zhao Yun nodded and said softly, "Shall we follow them in and take a look?"

Luke smiled slightly and said, "That's exactly what I was thinking."

The two arrived at the wall, and Luke carefully explored it for a moment before finding the mechanism, which caused the wall to slide open again.

The passageway was pitch black, but that did not pose an obstacle for them.

Luke took Zhao Yun's hand and whispered, "Be careful." Zhao Yun felt a warmth in his heart and nodded gently.

The passage was winding and twisting, seemingly leading underground. After walking for about fifteen minutes, they heard faint light and low voices from ahead.

Luke and Zhao Yun slowed their pace, held their breath, and slowly approached.

At the end of the passage was a spacious basement, brightly lit, where several men in black were sitting around a round table, seemingly discussing something.

The leader of the men in black was the same shadowy figure from before. He had now removed his mask, revealing a sinister face.

“The plan must be brought forward,” the leader of the men in black said in a deep voice. “The imperial court’s henchmen have their eyes on us; we can’t delay any longer.”

Another man in black frowned and said, "But we don't have enough manpower yet. If we act rashly, I'm afraid..."

The leader of the men in black snorted coldly and said, "Time waits for no one. If we drag this out any longer, we won't even have a last chance."

Luke hid in the shadows, his eyes darting around.

These people are all skilled fighters, capable of making a name for themselves in the martial arts world. Even the weakest one is on par with his cousin, Yin Tianqi.

Here, Luke wants to make it clear that he absolutely does not look down on his cousin, Yin Tianqi.

To be honest, Yin Tianqi's aptitude is not bad. He can't be called a prodigy, but he is a regular genius, the kind that is decent and average. In a few decades, he will become a pillar of the martial arts world.

However, compared to Yin Tianxue, Yin Tianqi's aptitude was much inferior.

You should know that Yin Tianqi can practice martial arts openly and honestly, while Yin Tianxue can only practice secretly. Even so, Yin Tianxue's martial arts skills have already surpassed Yin Tianqi's.

Of course, Yin Tianxue practiced Yin Zhong's demonic arts, which were much stronger than Yin Tianqi's techniques, but there was definitely a difference in their aptitude.

Luke even felt that his younger cousin Yin Tianchou, who had not yet shown up, was more talented than Yin Tianqi.

Moreover, among his siblings, it seems that Yin Tianqi is the only one who doesn't fit in.

Leaving aside Luke himself, just look at Yin Tianxue and Yin Tianchou. Aren't they both cunning and shrewd, and their martial arts skills are superior to Yin Tianqi's?

Zhao Yun, however, had no idea what Luke was thinking. At that moment, she was still wondering what these men in black, who clearly weren't good people, were up to.

"who?"

Suddenly, the sinister-looking man at the head of the group frowned and shouted sharply.

Zhao Yun thought the other party had discovered them, and his heart tightened immediately.

Luke pinched her arm, and when she turned around, he shook his head at her. Zhao Yun immediately realized that there were uninvited guests besides the two of them.

The next moment, Zhao Yun felt an itch on her scalp, and a chilling killing intent made the hairs on her body stand on end.

That murderous aura was extremely pure, cold and ruthless, as if it were born to kill, like a merciless knife, only there to seize the life of the world.

Along with this murderous aura appeared a young man dressed in black, with a cold face and holding a long sword, and the murderous aura emanated from the young man in black.

The appearance of the young man in black caused the atmosphere in the entire basement to freeze instantly, as if the air itself had been frozen.

His eyes, sharp as a knife, scanned everyone present, finally settling on the leader of the men in black.

"who are you?"

The leader of the men in black tried to remain calm, but his voice trembled slightly.

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The young man in black did not answer, but slowly raised the long knife in his hand, the blade gleaming coldly under the lamplight.

His movements, though seemingly slow, exude an inescapable sense of oppression.

"kill!"

The leader of the men in black finally lost his temper and shouted sharply. Several other men in black around him immediately drew their weapons and rushed towards the young man in black.

However, their movements appeared to the young man in black as if they were in slow motion.

With a swift movement, his longsword traced a graceful arc in the air. Before the men in black could react, they collapsed to the ground, their blood staining the earth.

Upon seeing this, the leader of the men in black paled and turned to flee. But the young man in black was faster, appearing in front of him in an instant, his long knife pointed directly at his throat.

"You...who are you?"

The leader of the men in black asked in alarm.

The young man in black still did not answer, but just stared at him coldly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

In terms of skill, the young man in black may not be as skilled as the man in black.

But when it comes to fighting and killing, how can one judge solely by the depth of one's skill?

The so-called effects of internal energy are ultimately nothing more than enhancing bodily functions and enabling one to do some incomprehensible things.

But even adults have been killed by children, let alone this young man in black who was skilled with a knife.

"One strike, and he'll live."

Just as the young man in black was about to kill the sinister-looking man, a figure in flowing white robes walked in. She had a woman's face but was dressed as a man. Her chest was flat and unremarkable. If it weren't for the Adam's apple she saw when she looked up, Zhao Yun would have almost thought she was a woman.

But Luke could tell that the person who came later was indeed a woman.

The aura of a woman is ultimately different from that of a man. No matter how well the other party disguises themselves or how exquisite their disguise is, it cannot escape Luke's perception.

"There are some things that need to be asked of him."

The newcomer was none other than Shangguan Haitang, the master of the number one manor in the world and the number one secret agent of the Xuan class of the Dragon Guard Manor.

The man she called Yidao was none other than Guihai Yidao, the number one secret agent of the Dragon Guard Manor.

The three imperial secret agents, Tian, ​​Di, and Xuan, were all adopted by Zhu Wushi, the Iron-Blooded Marquis, from a young age and sent to learn martial arts. Duan Tianya, the number one agent of Tian, ​​went to Japan to learn Japanese ninjutsu. Shangguan Haitang, the number one agent of Xuan, learned music, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, divination, astrology, and hidden weapons and lightness skills from the Wuhen Gongzi. Guihai Yidao, the number one agent of Di, was sent to Jueqing Manor to learn the Jueqing Zhan of the Badao.

Heartless Manor is a place that does not respect life. The method of teaching disciples to the Overlord Blade Sect is to be heartless, ruthless, compassionate, loving, and estranged from relatives and friends.

A person must kill seven of his best friends within seven years to become his disciple and learn his Heartless Slash.

Guihai Yidao brilliantly killed seven of his best friends within seven years, and finally comprehended the core technique of the Heartless Slash: after severing all feelings and righteousness, severing all pity and love, severing all relatives and friends, one can then sever all heaven and earth, sever all gods and demons.

Between heaven and earth, there is only my sword.

At the same time, he no longer bothered to learn the Heartless Slash technique, because there was only one sword in the world, a sword that could make ghosts cry and gods howl, and no other sword technique could match it, let alone a mere Heartless Slash.

In the end, Guihai Yidao surpassed his master, Badao, and even broke Badao's sword in one strike. From then on, Badao disappeared from the martial world.

Two years later, someone saw in the market that Ba Dao had become a small businessman, never mentioning martial arts again and never touching a knife again. Gui Hai Yi Dao thus became the only person in the martial arts world who could use the Heartless Slash.

However, while the Heartless Slash is incredibly powerful, it has a fatal flaw: it is invincible only when one completely relinquishes all emotions and desires. But how many people in this world can truly and completely relinquish their emotions and desires?

Just like Guihai Yidao now, it seems that he has surpassed his master in the skill of Jueqingzhan and has already surpassed Badao.

However, once the emotions that have been suppressed for many years are released, they will erupt like a torrent, and there will be no stopping them.

Leaving aside the possibility that he might develop feelings for Shangguan Haitang in the future, his initial motivation for practicing the sword meant that he could not master the Heartless Slash to its fullest extent.

Guihai Yidao's initial motivation for practicing swordsmanship was revenge, but hatred is also a kind of emotion.

Luke seemed to understand their identities; his eyes flickered, and he deliberately made a commotion.

"Snapped!"

The noise was so subtle, like the wind blowing through the leaves, causing two leaves to collide.

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But within this quiet space, it was exceptionally clear.

Gui Haiyi's gaze turned cold, and a sharp and ruthless blade of energy slashed towards the direction of the sound. At the same time, he uttered his first words since appearing.

"who?"

The blade energy was like a violent storm, carrying a merciless killing intent, heading straight for Luke's location.

The air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound, and the dust on the ground was swirled up, forming a visible air wave.

This strike, devoid of all emotion, compassion, and love, is the very essence of the Heartless Slash.

However, Luke remained remarkably calm in the face of this devastating blow that would make even the most horrified ghosts howl.

He stood still, motionless, as if the sword energy was nothing more than a gentle breeze.

..... ... ....

Just as the blade energy was about to touch his body, Luke gently raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread, his palm facing forward, and an invisible wall of energy suddenly formed in front of him.

"Om-"