Inheritors of Ancient Civilization

Chapter 4: The Ice Barrier

The train continued to race down the dark mountain, showing no sign of stopping. The fight in the carriage grew more intense, and most of the passengers were already dead. Rodin and Jaina were also in dire straits. With their magical powers suppressed, they had no defense at all. At this moment, they were almost indistinguishable from ordinary people, teetering on the brink of extreme danger. If the energy from the battle between those two sides were to reach them, they would face certain doom.

` "Sword Saint, you truly live up to your reputation as the second-in-command of the U.S. Sea Eagle Special Forces. Your combat skills are indeed formidable. You are the first person in twenty years who has made us, the Chinese Guard, send out eight elite fighters at once. So, don't even think about leaving alive today!" The lead man in black was now in an extremely disheveled state, his clothes torn in countless places, tattered and riddled with wounds that continued to bleed. The other seven men from the Chinese Guard also stood behind him, each with varying degrees of injury. The Sword Saint was no better off; his face was pale, as if he had been drained of energy. His clothes were shattered by powerful shockwaves, and he was covered in wounds.

"Haha! The Chinese Guard is nothing more than this. It's a real honor for me that you all came out for this jade stone this time, but do you really think you can defeat me? Haha!" Although the Sword Saint was in a sorry state, his pride did not diminish at all!

"Now let you see my true strength! The ultimate —— Dragon Rebirth!" The Sword Saint roared, and he floated into the air. The black light on his sword intensified as he unleashed a powerful black sword aura toward the eight members of the Chinese Imperial Guard. It could no longer be described as just a sword aura; the black sword aura had coalesced into two massive black dragons, roaring as if they were about to devour everything in the world, swiftly closing in on the eight members of the Chinese Imperial Guard.

The eight members of the Chinese Imperial Guard also knew that Sword Saint had exerted all his strength. As long as they could withstand this attack, victory would be theirs. "Quick, absolutely defend!" With the lead man's shout, all eight members unleashed their full energy, converging in front to form a colorful energy wall.

Roddin and Jaina knew that if they didn't use their magic defenses this time, the powerful shockwave would surely kill both of them! The two were very in sync, and almost instantly, a thick ice wall surrounded them. This was the strongest defensive mode for mages—the —— Ice Barrier! However, with their current magic power, they could only maintain this barrier for about ten seconds. They could only pray; if the shockwave was too strong, everything would be left to fate.

In an instant! Two black dragons plunged into the colorful defensive wall conjured by eight members of the Chinese Guard. Time stood still at that moment, silent, terrifyingly silent. The two black dragons continuously devoured the energy from the defensive wall. As seconds ticked by, the colors emitted by the wall grew fainter and fainter, almost unable to hold on. The eight members of the Chinese Guard once again drew energy from their bodies, and a powerful energy flow once again converged on the defensive wall. The two dragons seemed to have had their fill and could no longer consume this immense power. Boom! With a piercing scream, as if it were the wails of the two dragons, two bursts of energy exploded instantly. A powerful shockwave swept through recklessly, devouring everything in its path. The train? It was gone, along with the passengers. The powerful shockwave instantly reduced everything around to fine dust!

Eight members of the Chinese Imperial Guard, without the defense wall to protect them, vanished from this world in just a moment. They turned into powder in the air! Seeing this, the Sword Saint quickly placed the Twin Dragon Shadow Swords across his chest, using his last bit of strength to cast a weak defensive barrier. But all of this seemed so pale, so powerless. The first wave of shockwaves easily shattered his defensive barrier. The subsequent waves mercilessly devoured the Sword Saint. Despite having a body transformed with the highest American technology, making him several times stronger than an ordinary person, he still appeared so fragile in the face of such powerful shockwaves. Although the shockwaves did not tear him apart, he was still in dire straits, with his muscles melting away at a rate visible to the naked eye, wave after wave! All he could do now was pray, praying that these hateful shockwaves would stop soon!

A few seconds later, the shockwave finally dissipated! Looking around, everything had changed; the train? It had vanished from this world. The sword in his hand was shattered. The Sword Saint felt immense pain; without this sword, he would never be able to become the second-in-command of the Seagull Special Forces. He then looked at the snow-white jade in his hand, which he had sacrificed so much to obtain. If the United States could uncover the secrets within this jade, it would certainly be of great benefit to the country. Although he did not know what secrets lay hidden in this unassuming stone, it was certain that it was what the entire world's supernatural community was searching for.

A gentle breeze blew, and the Sword Saint exerted his last ounce of strength to leave this place. Such a powerful anomaly would not go unnoticed if there were other aborigines nearby. He did not want to see his hard-won possession taken by someone else's advantage. But in that gentle breeze, there was a crisp sound of ice shattering! Following the source of the sound, the Sword Saint was greatly surprised to see a massive ice formation standing before him, reflecting the dim moonlight and still glaringly bright in the darkness. The ice was continuously breaking off, making a clear crackling sound. As the ice kept falling, two young Easterners appeared—male and female. The man was handsome and dashing, while the woman was exquisitely charming.

Who are you? How did you end up here? The Sword Saint was puzzled. Under such a powerful shockwave, countless ordinary people would have died, even the eight members of the Chinese Imperial Guard perished in this intense blast. Yet, there was no trace of any abnormal energy fluctuations from these two young men. Who could they be?

This is the question we should ask you, you, a member of the U.S. Sea Eagle Special Operations Unit, to come here in China and cause trouble without any reason, and even kill eight members of the Chinese Guard and countless civilians. Do you really want to leave now? Rodin thought that only by killing this person right before his eyes would be the best solution, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Are you members of the Chinese Guard? The Sword Saint was shocked. If he were a member of the Chinese Guard again, he would be impossible to fly with his current strength!

It doesn't matter who we are, it matters that we kill you, so you must die! Rodin said coldly, but he didn't do anything. He wanted to know what could make two state agencies fight in the dark.

Humph! The Sword Saint snorted. Don't think that just because I'm weak now you can take the stone from me. If you think you can, go ahead and try it!

It was a stone, and it seemed that the stone in his hand was really important, as if it had something very big to do with it. Otherwise, the U.S. government wouldn't have taken such a great risk to go deep into the tiger's den to snatch this stone from China. Rodin's curiosity was piqued.

I just thought, you got my clothes dirty, so I'll give you a good scolding. But now I've changed my mind. Since that stone in your hand is worth protecting with your life, it must be something special. Besides, it seems like you stole it from China? It's time for it to return home. As Rodin spoke, a ball of fire instantly formed in his hand. Without much hesitation, Rodin believed that with this guy called Sword Saint's current state, a single fireball would surely kill him.

The fireball instantly broke free from Rodin's hand, roaring as it flew toward the Sword Saint. The bright flames illuminated the entire night sky, and it seemed as if the surrounding air was about to be ignited by the fireball! The Sword Saint was greatly alarmed, gathering all his strength for a clumsy backflip. The fireball grazed his shoulder as it flew past.