All Chapters of SWORD OF FLAME: Chapter 631
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Cheng Yu and Mo Lin’s Plan
“Wouldn’t it be better to wait until morning, Prince? It’s already night, and it’s dark—even with our skills, navigating the forest paths near the fortress will be dangerous,” Sun Zu said, rubbing his forehead in disbelief at the young prince’s insistence on moving forward immediately. He glanced toward the fortress, visible only as a dark silhouette against the starless sky, and felt a knot of worry form in his stomach.“Hahaha, it’s fine, Grandfather,” replied Fang An, adjusting the strap of his sword that had slipped a little down his shoulder. The Sky Sword’s sheath felt cool against his back, a familiar weight that gave him comfort. “In fact, at night we can move more freely—our enemies will be less likely to spot us until we’re already close enough to act.”“Perhaps for soldiers or ordinary people it would be difficult to see in the darkness, but for us martial artists, it’s not that difficult,” he continued with a confident smile, his eyes gleaming with determination even in th
Killing Without Emotion
This time, Fang An did not attempt to evade the attack. In an instant, his hand flashed to his back, and he unsheathed the Heavenly Sword with a sound like thunder splitting the sky. He swung the blade fiercely in a wide arc, channeling his inner energy into the strike to divert the crimson beam away from his position.The redirected attack tore through the air with a shrill whistle, striking a massive teak tree fifty paces away. The ancient trunk shuddered violently before splitting apart in a shower of splinters and sawdust, crashing to the ground in a cloud of dirt and debris. The explosion echoed loudly through the forest, followed by the deep rumble of falling wood that carried far into the night, shaking the very ground beneath their feet.Fang An had been forced to act—he could not allow more innocent victims to fall from those wild, mysterious attacks. Every life lost weighed heavily on his conscience, and he knew that if he did not stop the attacker soon, the death toll would
Qian Hao vs Mo Lin
Lung Wei’s mouth hung open for a moment, his eyes wide with shock as he processed A Fu’s words. Then he lowered his head and looked down at his hands—calloused from years of training, stained with the dirt of the forest floor. The weight of everything he had done, every order he had followed, pressed down on him like a mountain.“I will follow whatever Master says,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. He had spent years believing Qian Hao’s lies, but now that he faced his true teacher again, there was no question in his mind where his loyalty lay.“Now, come with me!” A Fu said firmly, his gaze already fixed on the cluster of men where Fang An stood, surrounded by glowing blue light. Without waiting for Lung Wei’s reply, he shot forward through the trees, his body moving with the speed and grace that had made him legendary among martial artists. Swiftly, he joined Fang An, standing beside the young prince and beginning to chant the mind-reversal incantation in harmony with him
Aid From Cheng Yu
With lightning speed, Qian Hao launched himself forward, his muscles coiled like springs as he drove his right fist straight toward Mo Lin’s unguarded solar plexus. Every ounce of his inner energy concentrated at his knuckles, wrapping his hand in a searing white glow that crackled with deadly intent. He had waited for this moment—for the chance to eliminate the youngest disciple who had dared to question his authority, who had openly threatened to tear down everything he had worked to build.Not willing to become an easy target, Mo Lin reacted on pure instinct honed by years of relentless training. He swept his left hand upward in a fluid, circular motion, deflecting the incoming blow with precise timing that sent Qian Hao’s fist skimming past his chest. The impact sent a jolt of pain radiating up Mo Lin’s arm, but he pushed through it without hesitation. At the same time, his right hand shot forward like a striking serpent, a devastating punch aimed directly at his former senior bro
Death Flame Strike
But the rice had already turned to porridge—there was no going back now. Qian Hao knew he had crossed the point of no return. He had no choice but to finish what he had started, even if it cost him his life. Especially now that his fellow disciple had discovered his treachery—Cheng Yu would never let him go, not after everything he had done to deceive their brothers and betray their master.“If you want to share the same fate as Mo Lin, then come forward!” he shouted, forcing courage into his voice even as fear gnawed at his heart. He planted his feet firmly on the scorched ground, his hands trembling slightly as he prepared to face the disciple he had always resented.Cheng Yu walked forward slowly, with a faint, almost pitying smile on his lips. Suddenly, brilliant flames erupted from both his palms, wrapping his hands in a cloak of searing white fire that cast dancing shadows across his face.“If it’s the Death Flame Strike you wish to pit against me, then let us do it!” Cheng Yu d
Help for Mo Lin
Help for Mo Lin"Yes, Master." Lung Wei responded without hesitation, his muscles tensing as he prepared to move. With a powerful leap, he launched himself forward, his body soaring through the air as he jumped over a wall of blazing fire that was about to creep across the ground and engulf Mo Lin’s motionless body. The heat from the flames singed the edges of his robes, and the acrid smoke made his eyes water, but he pushed through the discomfort with single-minded focus.When he was only four or five steps away from the tree, Lung Wei finally confirmed that the figure leaning against its thick trunk was indeed Mo Lin—his youngest junior fellow disciple. Mo Lin’s face was pale as paper, his eyes closed tightly, and his breathing was so shallow it was barely visible. Lung Wei rushed closer and crouched beside him, his large hands gentle as he reached out to touch Mo Lin’s shoulder.The youngest disciple of A Fu gave no response when Lung Wei shook his body lightly and called his name
The Risk for A Long
The Risk for A LongCheng Yu barely dodged the deadly beam, his body twisting in mid-air as he leaped aside with all the speed he could muster. The crimson energy streaked past him, striking the ground where he had stood just moments before. It carved a deep crater into the earth, sending chunks of rock and dirt flying in all directions and raising a thick cloud of dust that obscured his vision.The monster did not relent. Its clawed hand raised again, and this time, multiple crimson beams shot forth simultaneously, each one glowing with enough power to claim Cheng Yu’s life instantly. They cut through the air with a high-pitched whistle, their paths weaving together like a net designed to trap and destroy him.Cheng Yu knew those blasts carried immense power—far too dangerous to block directly. Even his strongest shield would likely shatter under their force, leaving him vulnerable to the follow-up attack. He had to rely solely on his speed and agility to survive."Damn it, I can’t d
Crimson Demon
Crimson Demon"Hahaha… Foolish human! Die!"The Crimson Demon threw back his massive horned head and roared with laughter that echoed like thunder through the charred forest. His crimson eyes blazed with malevolent light as he raised both clawed hands, and in an instant, dozens of searing crimson beams shot out from his fingertips. Each beam cut through the air with a high-pitched whistle, their paths converging toward A Fu like a deadly net meant to trap and incinerate him where he stood. But the old master was ready—moving with a grace that defied his years, he skillfully evaded the blasts, weaving between them with swift, precise steps. When a beam came too close to avoid entirely, he swung his energy-forged blade to parry it, sending the crimson light careening off into the distance.Unlike Cheng Yu, who had only been able to dodge frantically because his strength was insufficient to withstand the Crimson Demon’s attacks head-on, A Fu confidently deflected the relentless strikes a
Demon-Slaying Fire Whip
Before the Crimson Demon could regain his balance, his senses screamed a warning—Fang An had already launched another swift and devastating strike. The young warrior moved with impossible speed, his blazing energy sword trailing a streak of golden fire as it arced toward the demon’s head.The creature reacted instinctively, twisting his massive body and leaping aside at the last instant. The sword sliced through the air where his skull had been just moments before, its heat singeing the tips of his horns. The demon stumbled a few steps sideways, his scaly feet scraping against the cracked earth as he narrowly saved himself from grievous wounds that would have surely crippled him.But before he could steady his stance or gather his energy for a counterattack, he was met with another attack—one that came not from Fang An’s sword, but from a new weapon that materialized in his other hand. With a sharp crack that echoed across the battlefield, Fang An’s Fire Whip unfurled, its length wrea
Subconscious Realm
The wildfire spreading through the forest grew larger with every passing moment, flames leaping from tree to tree as they consumed the remaining vegetation in their path. The glow from the blaze lit up the night sky, casting an orange hue over the ruined landscape. After waiting as long as he dared, A Long finally decided it was time to approach the battlefield where not a single tree was left standing—only smoking craters and charred earth stretched out as far as the eye could see.After drawing his sword from its sheath, letting the soft whitish-green glow from the blade illuminate his path through the darkness and smoke, A Long walked slowly across the devastated ground. His eyes scanned every corner, moving carefully to avoid the deep trenches and piles of rubble that littered the area. With each step he took, he felt a sense of awe mixed with sadness—never before had he witnessed with his own eyes such devastating destruction caused by a single battle. The force of the clashes ha