Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 1465 - 464: Terrifying Cold Wave, Hanging by a Thread, the Ruthless Man and the Gift, Rapid Progress_4

Cai Shiqin had already drawn her longsword to fend off the two low-level Rodents. She was formidable, and even in the limited space of the cave, she could easily handle two low-level Rodents; Su Xing’er immediately went over to help too.

The intermediate Rodent was evidently quite clever. At first, it charged toward Su Jing and his group, but seeing its two helpers held back by Cai Shiqin and realizing it had no chance of winning without breaking through the cave’s entrance, it actually changed direction to assist.

At this moment, if Cai Shiyan and the other seven went to help at the entrance, the chance of resolving the crisis would be quite high.

”Zizheng, you take those five to help!”

But driven by greed, Cai Shiyan only called Cai Zizheng and five others to help, while he himself held a longsword, slowly walking toward Su Jing’s group.

”I don’t want to say this again. You have three breaths to hand over the three Yellow Candles in your hands, and all the baggage!”

Cai Shiyan’s eyes were full of ruthlessness, his longsword slightly raised, clearly indicating that if they didn’t comply within three breaths, he would take action.

Su Jing’s group was filled with anger, but their strength was too weak. Under Cai Shiyan’s oppressive aura, they couldn’t think of any way out. After exchanging glances, they quickly gathered the Yellow Candles into Su Jing’s hands at the front.

Just as Su Jing was about to hand over the Yellow Candles, something unexpected happened!

Whoosh...

A flash of cold light suddenly shot out from the depths of the cave, with Cai Shiyan’s outstretched hand toward Su Jing as its target.

Cai Shiyan was not weak; he sensed it a moment before Su Jing’s group did. Probably not expecting someone inside the cave, a look of shock appeared on his face as he quickly raised his sword to block and retreated backward.

Clang...

With a loud, metallic clang, not only did Cai Shiyan see the source of the cold light from the depths of the cave, but so did Su Jing’s group.

It was, in fact, an incredibly swift blade!

The blade was very narrow, only two fingers wide and slightly over a meter long, cast in silver, but it was clearly not Cai Qiu’s style of saber crafting.

Behind the blade was a young man in his twenties, dressed in black, with a cold and stern face. His lips were pursed, his eyes exceptionally cold, and his brow bore three mysterious, vertical, blood-red Cloud Patterns, giving off a sense of aloofness and discomfort.

”Who dares to challenge this Princely Heir...”

As sword and blade clashed, Cai Shiyan’s eyes trembled with shock, for his grip had completely shattered, and he sensed the power of the black-clad young man’s strike, nearing 70 zong.

What did 70 zong mean? With his strength at 53 zong, even at full strength with a 30% martial arts boost, he couldn’t reach that level, let alone now, just having escaped from a cold current.

So he immediately stated his identity, hoping to intimidate the opponent.

Unfortunately, just like Su Xing’er couldn’t intimidate him earlier; his Princely Heir status couldn’t deter the opponent at all.

Not only was the opponent undeterred, but their strikes became even more ruthless!

After repelling Cai Shiyan with the first blade, the black-clad young man paused only briefly before slashing again with a second, fiercer strike, seemingly augmented in power.

”Brother, you...”

In that moment of pause, Cai Shiyan thought the opponent was hesitating, just as he was about to speak, he saw the second blade coming at his face and immediately closed his mouth, raising his sword to block in panic.

Clang... snap...

Cai Shiyan’s grip had already shattered, barely catching the second strike. His grip and wrist bone shattered, his sword slipped, and his body was knocked to the ground.

The intense desire to survive drove him to ignore his dropped longsword, frantically rolling backward to escape.

Whoosh...

But to his despair, the black-clad young man had a third strike!

This third strike was half a meter higher than the previous one, and the black-clad young man seemed to be suspended mid-air.

With a swift, powerful slash, the fifth-ranked Young Prince of the Lin Chu County Governor Mansion, Cai Shiyan, had his head split open, his life instantly extinguished.