Eternal Blood Emperor-Chapter 413: You Don’t Understand the Sword

"Is this your last resort?"

Wang Ruoxie glanced at Liu Song with indifference and sneered.

For the average person, the sword intent at the Ninth Layer of Great Perfection is indeed quite intimidating.

After all, in terms of sheer offensive power, it’s not an exaggeration to say that a Sword Cultivator is the strongest, and one who comprehends sword intent to the Ninth Layer of Great Perfection is an entity that can shake the heavens.

At least within the same realm, not many can contend with a Sword Cultivator mastering the Ninth Layer of Great Perfection sword intent.

But for him, it was nothing significant, for not only did he master the Ninth Layer of Great Perfection sword intent, he also comprehended the Unity of Man and Sword, only half a step away from the Sword Soul Realm.

Moreover, although the Shocking God Sword Technique he cultivated was merely a lower grade Saint Tier martial technique, he had already mastered its strongest move, the Godslaying Technique.

Besides, his cultivation technique was the Supreme Secret Scripture of Nine Transformations of the Primordial, which enabled him to unleash even greater power when executing martial techniques.

Thus, even in terms of sword dao prowess, he had no fear of his opponent.

"It seems this guy has some strength, since he managed to force Junior Brother Liu Song to use his true trump card."

Among the crowd below the battle platform, Xu Qiang whispered with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Of course, although Wang Ruoxie’s strength was much stronger than he had imagined, he still did not believe that Wang Ruoxie could truly contend with Liu Song.

He still believed that with Liu Song utilizing his sword dao strength, he would easily be able to kill Wang Ruoxie.

"Senior Sister Ningyue, we should advise Brother Ruoxie to surrender, otherwise, I’m afraid he will be in great danger."

Although Tang Miaoyin was shocked at the powerful strength Wang Ruoxie had just displayed, she was more aware of how terrifying Liu Song’s sword dao prowess was.

"Junior Sister Miaoyin, have you forgotten, Ruoxie is also a Sword Cultivator."

Xiao Ningyue merely smiled slightly and replied.

Hearing Xiao Ningyue’s words, Tang Miaoyin was momentarily stunned. Yes, how could she forget that back in the Celestial Sword Sect, Wang Ruoxie was the most talented sword dao genius?

She had even witnessed firsthand, Wang Ruoxie’s extremely powerful sword dao prowess, easily overcoming challenges beyond his rank.

"Ignorant fool, that was just a warm-up. Now, I’ll show you how you’re utterly insignificant under my sword."

Liu Song let out a cold laugh and said to Wang Ruoxie.

"Since you believe your sword dao prowess is your trump card, then I’ll show you what a true Sword Cultivator is."

Wang Ruoxie replied indifferently, and immediately behind him appeared a blood-colored longsword.

At the same time, an overwhelming sword intent erupted from his body, pressing towards Liu Song.

"What... He’s also a Sword Cultivator?"

"Now this is interesting, both of them are Sword Cultivators, and it seems both have comprehended the Ninth Layer of Great Perfection sword intent. This will surely be a fierce battle."

"It’s been a long time since I’ve seen two true Sword Cultivators compete."

After a brief moment of shock, the spectators around the battle platform all looked at Wang Ruoxie and Liu Song with anticipation.

"So what if you’re also a Sword Cultivator? You’re still going to die."

Feeling the powerful sword intent emanating from Wang Ruoxie, Liu Song couldn’t help but slightly narrow his eyes, then coldly laughed and said.

Though he spoke such words, there was a serious look in his eyes, clearly sensing a great threat from Wang Ruoxie.

"I haven’t seen how strong your sword dao prowess is, but your mouth is indeed impressive."

Wang Ruoxie looked at Liu Song with mockery and sneered.

"Since you’re in such a hurry to die, I’ll grant your wish."

Liu Song’s expression turned extremely ugly upon hearing this, and he coldly shouted, "Golden Snake Sword Rain."

With his words, he grasped the golden sword transformed from his blood soul and slashed fiercely towards Wang Ruoxie.

Instantly, endless golden sword qi erupted, transforming into golden serpentine shadows, attacking Wang Ruoxie from all directions.

These golden snakes formed by sword qi were almost indistinguishable from real snakes, as if they were alive, with each one flicking terrifying tongues, seemingly to devour Wang Ruoxie completely.

Facing the nearly infinite golden snakes, Wang Ruoxie’s expression remained calm. Then, instead of retreating, he charged at them.

He skillfully wielded the blood sword, swiftly slashing down the golden snakes formed by the sword qi. Even though a few gold snakes managed to land on him, biting incessantly, they couldn’t harm him in the slightest.

By now, Wang Ruoxie’s physical body had reached an extremely astonishing level, and even a true Sacred Artifact might not easily wound him, let alone these sword qi formed snakes.

In mere moments, Wang Ruoxie had completely destroyed all the golden snakes.

"Godslaying Technique."

Without hesitation, Wang Ruoxie appeared before Liu Song and slashed with his sword.

Feeling the terrifying power contained in this strike, Liu Song’s face underwent a drastic change in terror, hastily raising the golden sword before him in an attempt to block Wang Ruoxie’s incoming blood sword.

"Flashy but impractical swordsmanship, you don’t understand the sword at all."

As Wang Ruoxie uttered these indifferent words, his blood sword struck Liu Song’s golden sword.

"Crack..."

The next moment, accompanied by the sound of shattering, Liu Song’s golden sword broke apart instantly.

The subsequent scene left his face as pale as death, filled with despair.

The golden sword transformed by his blood soul was quickly consumed by Wang Ruoxie’s blood sword.

Therefore, he felt his blood soul vanish completely, clearly understanding that it was not due to a temporary depletion of his bloodline power, but an irreversible loss of it.

Without his bloodline power, his strength diminished by at least fifty percent. Already no match for Wang Ruoxie, how could he contend with him any longer?

At this moment, the sharp aura of the sword intensely stung his skin. The blood sword in Wang Ruoxie’s hand was less than half an inch from his forehead; a gentle push would end his life entirely.

"I... I surrender, don’t... kill me..."

Liu Song’s face flashed with a struggle, and finally, he uttered these words with difficulty.

After speaking, it was as if he had exhausted all his energy, collapsing limply to the ground, feeling the heat of humiliation on his face, as if everyone was mocking his incompetence.

He, who had been so proud, never imagined that one day he would plead for mercy.

The most unbearable thing was that his opponent’s cultivation was two minor realms lower than his own. What a humiliation.

Meanwhile, Xu Qiang’s expression below the battle platform was equally unsightly.

Though it was not him who was defeated and begged for mercy, he empathized deeply. Moreover, he knew clearly that although his strength was somewhat superior to Liu Song, the advantage was not significant.

If he had taken the challenge just now, he would have suffered the same humiliation.

"So, even you so-called geniuses from the Middle Thousand World fear death."

Wang Ruoxie sneered, mocking.