This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 281 Black and White Battlefield

Xiao Xingchen seemed not to hear, continuing to swing his bronze sword. Each strike shattered the barrier between this place and another world, but each strike only resulted in a single kick, the void quickly healing itself.

But this was astonishing enough. The group in the unknown world were on high alert. Not only did Xiao Xingchen see them, but they also saw Xiao Xingchen wielding his sword.

"How... how is this possible? How could he have broken through the barrier here?"

"As expected of someone favored by His Majesty, he is indeed extraordinary. Don't worry, he won't be able to get here."

. . .

As the eighth sword strike landed, Xiao Xingchen suddenly felt a loss of strength. His chest heaved violently, and the veins on the back of his right hand, which was gripping the sword, were bulging.

He crouched on the ground, a cold smile on his face. It was a deception. He had been tricked all along. You can imagine how he felt. Anger couldn't even begin to describe his feelings at that moment. He had too many questions: Who exactly was Xiao Jianxian, and why did he orchestrate all of this?

If he still can't recognize Xiao Jianxian's true nature at this point, then he's wasted his life. When all his preconceived notions about Xiao Jianxian are overturned, all his doubts begin to become clear.

Using the stone tablet, he made himself ignore his presence, then gradually led him towards Yong'an. He couldn't determine how much he had been tricked, and even his encounter with Daji might have been part of his scheme.

What's most terrifying is that he knows exactly when he traveled through time. Whenever he thinks about this, he feels a sense of urgency. This person is too dangerous. He knows everything about him and even has some unknown schemes against him.

The existence of such a person is undoubtedly the most terrifying thing. He even had another suspicion: could the person hunting down transmigrators be Xiao Jianxian?

"What's wrong? You're acting strange." Mu Wushuang looked at him with concern.

"It's alright. The truth is often hard to accept. You're right, how could Xiao Jianxian be an ordinary person? I was deceived. He's not dead."

Xiao Xingchen said unwillingly, then slowly propped himself up and looked at the end of the cave. It connected to a world even more astonishing than Yujing Heaven; it was truly unimaginable.

"You mean the people in that world are Xiaojianxian's people? How can you be sure, since none of us have ever seen him in person."

"It's him, it must be him. If it wasn't him, no one would be so bored as to set me up. It's fucking ridiculous. I'm going to drag him out from behind the scenes and ask him myself who he really is."

Mu Wushuang remained silent. Xiao Xingchen was currently in a somewhat deranged state, as the existence of Xiao Jianxian had dealt him a great blow.

Ignoring Xiao Xingchen, Mu Wushuang began to survey the place where she was. These caves had more than one passageway; she had already discovered several different passageways on her way here. She was curious about these passageways; a place where blood demons could be born was inherently peculiar.

If you were to create a 3D model of the entire cave, you would find that all the passages were dug according to a certain pattern.

"These passages seem to be quite complex,"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xingchen also composed herself and began to ponder the matter.

"If Xizhu were here, perhaps she could see something," Mu Wushuang added.

Xiao Xingchen ignored them and began searching on his own. Given Xiao Jianxian's personality, he would never have dug so many caves; these caves must have a deeper meaning, they just hadn't discovered it yet.

He stared at the cave wall at the end of the cave, and suddenly felt dizzy. A slight sway brought him back to his senses, but the dizziness he had just experienced was undeniable.

Sure enough, there was a problem. His eyes flashed, and he stepped to the innermost part, reaching out to touch the damp rock wall.

As his palm pressed against the cliff face, the bronze divine tree on his chest suddenly awoke once more. This time, however, a branch of the tree opened, and streams of Origin Rune power began to spread from his chest.

This was the source rune power left on that small hill last time. This power had been suppressing the sacrificial power that Mu Wushuang had left in his body. Except when he was on the verge of death, this source rune power remained completely unaffected. However, as his palm touched the rock wall, the source rune power actually began to spread on its own.

Starting from his chest, marks crept up his body, then climbed up his arms and the rock wall, quickly covering the entire end of the passage.

As the Source Runes appeared, the cave began to emit a faint glow. Suddenly, a gust of wind billowed his robes.

Mu Wushuang was shocked and hurriedly went to Xiao Xingchen's side, because the wind was coming from this rock wall, which meant that there was a space behind the rock wall.

"What a peculiar power," he remarked, marveling at the extraordinary nature of the Source Runes. After the Source Runes spread throughout this passage, their power was like a pair of giant hands forcefully prying open a corner at the end.

This snapping motion was like puncturing a balloon; an ancient and desolate aura washed over us, followed by a black and white world.

"This...no way." Xiao Xingchen was stunned, even more confused. The end of the cave had been opened by the source runes, connecting to the black and white world that Daji had led him into.

This world is divided in two, half white and half black. Last time, he was sent there on the hill; at that time, Daji led him to pull out the Heavenly Sword.

These memories were vivid in his mind. As the Source Rune reopened this world, he instinctively felt that everything was connected. Last time, he entered from the white world; this time, he was facing the black world.

The white side is sunny and lush with trees, while the black world is dark and shrouded in yellow sand.

Mu Wushuang had grown accustomed to the shocks Xiao Xingchen brought her. The man before her always did unexpected things. Beyond the cave lay a world she didn't recognize—desolate, bloody, filled with war and death. A torrent of negative emotions surged forth, deeply moving her.

"What is this?" she couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know either, but we'll find out once we go in."

Without hesitation, Xiao Xingchen ignored Mu Wushuang's attempts to stop him and stepped inside. He had a hunch that both this world of black and white battlefield and the world Xiao Jianxian had just been in were connected, and that something was hidden behind them, something he had simply not yet actively sought to uncover.

There were many factors at play, including Daji's influence, Xiao Jianxian's deception, and his own limited perspective. He had never imagined exploring this Cangshan Mountain so soon, and thus his vision remained confined to Yong'an City.

But when he looked at Cangshan Mountain, he realized just how vast this world was, and that there were so many mysterious things so close to him.