Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 2415 - 2405: Cold Saber

This sudden turn of events made all the guards hidden in the dark, who were focused on the battle, break into a cold sweat for Long Yan. Di Lingtian had only made a few moves, yet Long Yan was already overwhelmed. It seemed they had overestimated him.

How could a pale-faced pretty boy, who was usually looked down upon, possibly erupt and defeat a top-tier martial arts expert? Such a thing was simply impossible.

Long Yan lay amidst the ruins. That strike just now almost knocked the breath out of him. As expected of Di Lingtian, huh?

With skill and genius like his, it was no wonder he stood at the Undefeated Land. The battle just now revealed everything clearly to Long Yan. Di Lingtian’s techniques were entirely comparable to activating the Martial God Array. If Long Yan hadn’t reacted just in time to avoid a critical hit, their battle would’ve ended in that instant.

It seemed the so-called Heart Inquiry Road wasn’t so easy to pass after all. Long Yan could only grit his teeth and charge forward again with sheer determination.

"Seems like you still haven’t learned your lesson."

Di Lingtian stood in the pavilion, looking at the shaky Long Yan as he got back on his feet. He spoke coldly, then his entire being exploded with a fierce momentum, launching himself like a cannonball straight at Long Yan.

In utter desperation, Long Yan resorted to his first trump card. The Dragon Tooth in his hand radiated a blade light that slashed toward Di Lingtian. This wasn’t True Qi. When the Heavenly Soul integrated into his body earlier, Long Yan felt as though something had appeared within him. It seemed like True Qi, but not exactly—it was much weaker in power and barely discernible.

Of course, Long Yan hadn’t placed his hopes entirely on this blade light. Yet Di Lingtian, who had never encountered such a thing, instinctively darted sideways at the last moment. But that one move disrupted Di Lingtian’s entire battle rhythm.

At that moment, Long Yan stomped heavily on the ground with his right foot and cleaved down at Di Lingtian with another strike. Still mid-air, Di Lingtian hadn’t anticipated this sudden attack, forcing him to frantically dodge to the left with all his might.

However, this trump card of Long Yan’s wasn’t meant to be so easily wasted. In an instant, he switched from a slash to a sweep. The blade light narrowly grazed past Di Lingtian’s neck, cutting off a stray lock of hair that drifted silently to the ground.

No one could’ve imagined that Long Yan’s Lightning-and-Flint strike would end like this. For a moment, everyone was speechless. Just now, Di Lingtian had narrowly avoided death at the hands of Long Yan.

If Dragon Tooth had been just a bit longer, or if Long Yan’s speed had been just a fraction quicker, Di Lingtian’s head might no longer be attached to his neck. But in battle, there was no such thing as "if."

Though regretful, Long Yan was already prepared. He aimed to inflict even greater harm on Di Lingtian before he landed. However, the battle-hardened Di Lingtian had clearly anticipated this. He drew several Copper Coin Darts from his sleeve and hurled them at Long Yan.

These hidden weapons were the most rudimentary type, so much so that not even an average expert—let alone Long Yan—would be harmed by them. Beyond their speed and technique, these weapons, resembling mere copper coins, were the tools of the lowest class of individuals. In comparison to the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle, they were utterly incomparable.

But simply stalling Long Yan’s advance was enough. Letting out a dismissive click, Long Yan raised Dragon Tooth horizontally in front of himself.

The Copper Coin Darts clinked against the surface of Dragon Tooth, falling to the ground with little effect. But this brief distraction granted Di Lingtian a precious moment to catch his breath. Even Di Lingtian himself hadn’t anticipated that Long Yan would come so close to taking his life. As for the underhanded nature of using such methods, Di Lingtian couldn’t have cared less—they were trivial to him.

Of course, the onlookers were in disbelief. Did Long Yan really do that? The Long Yan, who had been suppressed the entire time, had suddenly turned the tables and caught Di Lingtian off guard. This sent chills down their spines.

If it had been them, could they have survived that seemingly inevitable strike? Most likely, their bodies would already be sprawled lifeless on the ground.

"I must admit, you’re quite impressive. If I didn’t have a reason to kill you, I’d be reluctant to end your life."

Even up to today, Di Lingtian could hardly believe he would ever acknowledge Long Yan. But whether it was Long Yan’s combat style or his strength, he had gained Di Lingtian’s reluctant recognition. Unfortunately, it was a pity that the two of them were fated to be enemies, not friends.

"Today, you will still die here."

Di Lingtian no longer dared to underestimate Long Yan. He reached for the stone bench nearby and picked up his weapon—a long knife that exuded an unrelenting cold aura. Unlike Dragon Tooth, this blade’s icy presence was a coldness in the truest sense. If not for the heat of midsummer, frost might have begun forming in the surrounding area as the blade was drawn.

This blade was also Di Lingtian’s pride. He had discovered an ice crystal formed from millennia-old cold ice in a Cold Wheat field during his youth. After collecting materials for nearly seven or eight years, he had this blade forged with that ice crystal as its core. So renowned was this weapon in the pugilistic world that Di Lingtian simply named it Cold Saber.

But Long Yan knew none of this. Judging by what Long Yan could sense, this long knife was no less formidable than his own Dragon Tooth. Dragon Tooth itself was no ordinary weapon, having been in Long Yan’s possession for a long time. Thus, it was clear that Di Lingtian’s blade was far from mundane as well.

Long Yan looked warily at the long knife in Di Lingtian’s hand, not daring to act rashly. Earlier, his advantage had come from his weapon. But now that even his weapon no longer gave him an edge, Long Yan could no longer see a path to victory.

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The thought suddenly arose in Long Yan’s mind. Considering his current strength, perhaps he could flee and bide his time to rise again in the future. Or he could quietly spend the rest of his life with Lingxi. Either way, he couldn’t continue fighting this man before him.

Uncharacteristically, a sliver of fear crept into Long Yan’s heart. This wasn’t an opponent he could defeat. Even if he turned and ran, he likely wouldn’t escape. The depth of his fear seemed to root his legs to the ground, rendering him motionless as a cold gleam streaked past his ear.

If Long Yan had chosen to flee just now, that Cold Saber would’ve pierced through his skull in an instant.

Relief surged through Long Yan’s heart. He knew that if his terror hadn’t reached an overwhelming peak at that moment, he might already be dead.

"Oh? So you didn’t choose to run?"

Di Lingtian was momentarily stunned. This was the first time Cold Saber’s ability had failed. Even as he had raised his estimation of this pretty-faced boy, he realized he had still underestimated him. He hadn’t expected Long Yan to exhibit such mental fortitude—strong enough to resist the intimidation of Cold Saber and not choose to flee.

Di Lingtian mumbled to himself. Could it be that Cold Saber had been sheathed for too long and had grown dull?

Indeed, the fear Long Yan had felt earlier was an ability of Cold Saber. It was almost akin to a mental attack, though not entirely so. This ability alone had claimed countless lives at Di Lingtian’s hands. Who would’ve expected that, today, it would fail against Long Yan?

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