All Chapters of SWORD OF FLAME: Chapter 481
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Scouting
“I might die on the battlefield, or at the executioner’s hand if we lose the war later,” Liu Zun thought to himself again, his heart heavy with dread.“Is there any other order you’d like us to carry out, Sir?” asked one of the soldiers standing before him.The soldier’s question pulled Liu Zun out of his reverie. He opened his eyes again and stared at the two soldiers, his face pale and tired.“Get out and stand guard at the front. If there’s anything I need done later, I’ll call for you!” Liu Zun replied, his voice flat and distant.“Yes, Sir.” The two soldiers bowed briefly, then left Liu Zun alone in the room, the door clicking shut behind them.A short time later, Emperor Yan Yuan arrived at Liu Zun’s quarters. Without knocking first, the highest ruler of the Yuan Dynasty walked right in, his footsteps heavy and determined.“Your Majesty.” Liu Zun stood up from his seat and bowed his head deeply, his posture respectful despite his weariness.“Sit down!”Liu Zun returned to his pl
TIGHTENED SURVEILLANCE
The four warriors had only just realized they’d been lured into the woods. And the two young figures they’d been chasing had successfully baited all four of them into following in their footsteps.Their eyes scanned every shadow around, searching for any other enemies hiding within the dense foliage. After confirming the two youths had no backup with them, they let out a collective sigh of relief. One warrior puffed out his chest in arrogance, planting his hands on his hips. “You said you’d been waiting for us, didn’t you? Well, what are you going to do to us now?”Mei Hwa let out a soft chuckle before darting forward, drawing her Sky Sword in one fluid motion. She sliced it across the arrogant warrior’s neck, and his head rolled to the ground with a dull thud. In the next instant, his body crumpled lifelessly onto the dirt.The remaining three warriors stared in stunned silence as their comrade fell dead in such a brutal, swift instant. What shook them most was that not one of them h
THE SOLDIER'S MASSACRE
The captain reined in his horse the moment they reached the spot where the warriors had been killed. His eyes scanned the ground, landing on dark pools of blood that still glistened wet in the dappled sunlight filtering through the trees. A cold dread crept up his spine—this was fresh blood, the sign of a massacre that had just unfolded.“I know something’s wrong here. Spread out and find them!” he roared, his voice echoing through the silent woods.“No need for that! You won’t find your dead comrades anyway!”Zhao Wen’s voice cut through the air from behind a massive banyan tree. The young man stepped out of the shadows, a sinister smile playing on his lips as he watched the warriors flinch in surprise at his sudden appearance.Before their shock could fade, Fang Yun and Mei Hwa emerged from the left and right, surrounding the group. The warriors’ faces twisted into a mix of uncertainty and dread—could these three young people really have killed their friends?“I’m sure you’re wonder
The Night the Empire Trembled
Late in the afternoon, the three young warriors finally reached the rally point of Prince Xiao Yu’s forces. The sprawling encampment had grown into a bustling war assembly ground—hundreds of campfires flickered, soldiers sharpened their weapons, and the banners of the white-aligned Sects fluttered in the cold wind. Without wasting a single second, the trio strode directly into Prince Xiao Yu’s command tent. Inside, the atmosphere was tense yet dignified. All the leaders of the white-aligned Sects, along with high-ranking officials who had pledged loyalty to Prince Xiao Yu, had gathered. They had been eagerly awaiting the crucial information carried by the three young fighters. “Why did it take so long? Did something hinder your path?” Prince Xiao Yu asked with a deep, controlled voice. “There was a minor obstacle, Your Highness,” Fang Yun replied calmly, speaking on behalf of the group. “Around a hundred soldiers detected our presence.” “And? What became of them?” “Do not wor
Liu Zun's Ambition
The overwhelming difference in numbers did nothing to shake their resolve. Even though the enemy forces stood like an impenetrable wall, the presence of Fang Yun, Zhao Wen, Mei Hwa, and the leaders of the white-aligned Sects gave every soldier a sense of assurance. Their very existence felt like a divine guarantee that the coming war would bend toward their victory.Prince Xiao Yu clenched his right fist and raised it high into the air.“Let us crush them—down to the very last root!”The momentary silence exploded into a deafening roar. War drums thundered in unison, echoing through the night like the heartbeat of a rising empire. The sound signaled that every warrior—soldiers, sect members, elders, and commanders—had steeled themselves, ready to give their blood on the battlefield.Prince Xiao Yu stepped down from the war chariot and approached the elders of the white Sects. Instead of towering over them as a prince should, he stood side-by-side with them, placing himself as their eq
Main War – Part I
Inside his private chamber, Emperor Yan Yuan, who had struggled for several restless nights unable to close his eyes, was startled when the door to his room was knocked from the outside. The emperor rose from his bed and walked toward the door. His eyebrows furrowed deeply when he found Liu Zun standing before him—already clad in full battle armor, complete with his weapon strapped firmly at his side. “What is it, Prime Minister? Has something urgent happened for you to come here in the middle of the night?” “It is extremely urgent, Your Majesty,” Liu Zun replied with a heavy tone. “Come in. We will speak inside.” Emperor Yan Yuan turned his back and returned to his chamber. Liu Zun immediately followed behind him with steady steps. “Now tell me—what vital information have you received?” the emperor asked once he had taken his seat upon his ornate chair. His gaze remained fixed on Liu Zun’s armor, clearl
Main War – Part II
Meanwhile, at the second gate of the capital—an area still surrounded by the dense wilderness—the troops led by Wan Fenli remained completely hidden among the thick layers of ancient trees. The forest around them was so vast and untamed that even hundreds of soldiers could vanish beneath its shadows. They did not dare to move forward yet, for they still needed to wait for Fang Yun, who was expected to arrive within the next few hours. The early morning sun slowly crept above the eastern horizon, its shy golden glow piercing the mist that clung to the forest. Dew resting upon the leaves shimmered faintly before evaporating under the soft warmth of the new day. Fang Yun inhaled deeply, steadying his breath before turning toward Prince Xiao Yu, giving the subtle signal that the army behind them should begin advancing. Prince Xiao Yu nodded calmly. Raising his hand high into the air, he gave the command for his troops to prepare for a full as
Main War – Part III
The sudden assault unleashed by the two young warriors plunged the enemy forces—who had just emerged from the main gate—into absolute chaos. They had barely set foot outside when death greeted them with terrifying speed. Dozens, then hundreds, fell in the blink of an eye, bodies collapsing before they even understood what was happening. Not a single one of them had the chance to put up a proper defense.Zhao Wen did not stop there. His sword technique, Dew-Cleaving Strike, swept through the battlefield in relentless arcs, the blade dancing like a streak of silver rain that harvested life after life. Though hundreds of soldiers had already died gruesomely, the remaining troops surged forward like an unstoppable flood, driven either by desperation or blind obedience.Wei Ho and the leaders of the white sects, stunned by the ferocity of the two young warriors, finally snapped out of their trance. Realizing the severity of the situation, they shot forward to suppo
Main War — Part IV (The Conquest of the Second Gate)
Thousands of soldiers who witnessed that terrifying spectacle were seized by shock, horror, and a suffocating fear that wrapped around their hearts like a cold hand. None of them wished to die in such a gruesome manner—burned, torn apart, and erased from existence without even leaving a recognizable corpse behind.Mei Hwa did not stop unleashing devastating waves of power through her sword. Explosions erupted one after another, colliding with the agonized screams of dying warriors. Each blast tore the air as if heaven itself declared a lament. The young woman moved like the incarnation of a death hymn, composing an unending song of annihilation for every enemy who dared approach her.Her relentless attacks shattered the enemies’ formation. Soldiers panicked in terror, scattering in all directions as they desperately tried to survive. None of them dared to remain in groups anymore, for Mei Hwa purposely targeted clusters of troops and obliterated them in a sing
Main War — Part V
Fang Yun curled a mocking smile as he slid his sword back into the Erasing Chamber, a personal dimensional space where weapons vanished without a sound. He felt no urgency to draw the weapon. For him, it would be an insult to his own pride to unsheathe the Sword of the Fire Dragon before his opponent even had the courage to reveal his own blade.Across the battlefield, Wu Ling’s rage seethed like molten steel. To him, the young man’s words were a direct provocation—no, worse, a declaration that he, Wu Ling, one of the most feared figures among the black-path martial circles, was beneath someone whose age hadn’t even reached the peak of his prime.Throughout his life, no one—neither from the righteous sects nor from the dark ones—had ever dared speak to him in such a dismissive tone. His title, known across Hu and beyond, brought shivers to seasoned warriors, yet Fang Yun stood here treating him like a trivial obstacle.“Your tongue reaches far beyond your years, boy,” Wu Ling growled,