Supreme of the Heavenly Realm-Chapter 744 - 738: Battle with the Sword Saint of the Unrivaled Sword
Chapter 744: Chapter 738: Battle with the Sword Saint of the Unrivaled Sword
And the Unrivaled Sword Saint himself had already vanished without a trace.
Before his eyes, there were only two sword lights, one gold and one silver, shooting across the sky; wherever they passed, the void collapsed, shattering into pieces.
Upon seeing this, Ye Xuan’s eyes slightly narrowed, and then with a wave of his hand, the Rain Saint Sword flew up and, under his spellcasting, divided into two, separately meeting the golden and silver sword lights.
"Acts of futility."
A cold voice from the Unrivaled Sword Saint echoed through the void as if a pair of extremely cold eyes were watching everything that was happening.
Bang Bang!
In the air, Ye Xuan’s Rain Saint Sword was directly blasted into pieces, while the golden and silver Unrivaled Swords fiercely penetrated into Ye Xuan’s body.
"Kid, that’s all you’ve got."
The cold voice of the Unrivaled Sword Saint rang out again. Ye Xuan’s mention of the State of Selfless had indeed taken him by surprise, however, the strength Ye Xuan displayed now somewhat disappointed him.
"Don’t speak too soon."
Pierced by the sword light, Ye Xuan seemed to suffer no harm whatsoever, his expression, on the contrary, remained remarkably composed, and his body was not torn apart.
Ye Xuan’s gaze concentrated slightly, the two strands of sword light that had entered his body were, inexplicably, slowly fusing with his flesh and blood.
"What?"
The Unrivaled Sword Saint was shocked beyond belief. Such an occurrence only had one possibility: that Ye Xuan’s Unity of Heaven and Man had also reached a pinnacle level, which could cause his Unrivaled Sword to resonate, and even show empathy towards Ye Xuan’s body, inclining towards reconciling.
"No wonder you’re so brazenly confident, you have this card up your sleeve. Alas, it’s merely a trivial skill before me!"
The surprise in the Unrivaled Sword Saint’s eyes flickered away, and then he clenched his hand fiercely—the two strands of sword light inside Ye Xuan’s body emitted dazzling radiance once again, and the next moment, the sword lights tore Ye Xuan’s body apart, and the intense Sword Qi cut his body into countless pieces, stirring up a storm of blood and gore.
At the original location of Ye Xuan, nothing was left but a cloud of blood mist with no bones remaining.
"Such a pity, to inherit my legacy you are still a little bit short."
The Unrivaled Sword Saint believed Ye Xuan could possibly select any statue he wished on this first level without much of an issue, but he still fell short of his standards.
"Truly worthy of someone who dares to claim unmatched swordsmanship, it’s just a pity that although you’ve torn apart my body, you can’t extinguish my will."
Just when the Unrivaled Sword Saint turned to leave, Ye Xuan’s voice suddenly came from behind him.
The pupil of the Unrivaled Sword Saint constricted, and as he turned around, the cloud of blood mist had already condensed rapidly, surprisingly reassembling into a figure right before him.
"Such a strong will; this will seems to not belong to a human at all, it’s actually suppressing even my own aura. Who in the world is this kid?"
The Unrivaled Sword Saint looked astonished. He felt a terrifying fluctuation from Ye Xuan’s burst of will, a fluctuation that caused his soul to tremble, despite his own strength.
However, Ye Xuan’s will contained a trace of the Martial Arts Primordial Spirit’s power. Even if it was just a trace, a whiff of this presence was terrifying to someone at the level of a Martial Saint.
"You’ve done well, blocking my sword; consider the test passed."
With a gesture of his hand, the Unrivaled Sword flew back into its dual scabbards. Normally, one strike was enough to disintegrate any person, sending them back to the real world. Ye Xuan was the first to block his sword and completely recover unscathed afterward.
"That was quite challenging."
Ye Xuan let out a breath. The Unrivaled Sword Saint’s arrogance was well-founded; indeed, not even Martial Emperors or those with the title of Sword Emperor from the Heavenly Realm necessarily reached the Selfless Realm.
This Unrivaled Sword Saint truly possessed extraordinary talent.
"Your identity is quite mysterious, but your talent in Sword Dao is indeed very high. I hope my cultivation experience will help you."
The Unrivaled Sword Saint didn’t waste words. With a flick of his finger, a beam of light entered Ye Xuan’s forehead. At once, his body disintegrated, and a stream of information poured into Ye Xuan’s mind.
At seven, he watched sword manuals; at nine, he trained with a sword; by ten, he entered a grade; at twelve, with the cultivation of a Seventh Grade martial disciple, he defeated two martial masters, and within the same year, he stepped into the martial master realm, creating three sword moves. With just these three moves, he defeated all the young elites within hundreds of miles.
At thirteen, he left home to join a weak faction, and in the blood and fire of battle, he comprehended Human Sword Unity, becoming the leader of a gang. At sixteen, he entered the Martial Sect realm, and by seventeen, he became invincible among his peers. At nineteen, he advanced to the Martial Venerate Realm and traveled the continent, meeting young swordsmen in countless bouts, refining his sword techniques. By twenty-three, he had dominated his generation.
At twenty-four, he comprehended the Sword Control Technique; at twenty-five, with his profound foundation, he ascended into the Saint Realm. Upon entering the Saint Realm, he once again soared above all, and in the next five years, he defeated a host of veteran Sword Saints. At thirty, he declared himself the Unrivaled Sword Saint, challenging and defeating the top Sword Saints of the continent. By forty, he became a legend.
The life of the Unrivaled Sword Saint looked truly legendary, unlike Ye Xuan, who was the history of an ordinary person’s rise, a supreme talent born for the sword.
To become a legend by forty, if he hadn’t fallen, becoming a Sealing Emperor would have been quite likely. However, the Unrivaled Sword Saint was only titled Sword Saint, not Sword Emperor, which indicated he never reached that level.
A Saint’s lifespan spans a thousand years, and the Unrivaled Sword Saint was unrivaled at forty, but a thousand years passed without becoming an emperor. Such an occurrence was virtually impossible, which suggested one possibility: the Unrivaled Sword Saint might have met an untimely demise after that or perished in a great ascension calamity – the specifics remain unknown.
Cultivation, after all, is an act against nature, met with envy from the heavens, leading to untimely death; such occurrences are not uncommon.
"Heavenly Injury Sword."
Three characters appeared in Ye Xuan’s mind. Through the Unrivaled Sword Saint’s memory, he learned that the Heavenly Injury Sword was the latter’s strongest ultimate move; once unleashed, it could destroy heaven and earth, unpredictable and even severely injuring the wielder, the power of the move was the result of a lifetime of research.
To injure others, one must first injure oneself, neither in harmony with heaven nor mankind.
The essence of the Heavenly Injury Sword was summed up in a mere ten words.
"With martial arts at its peak, the pursuit of Unity of Heaven and Man, closing in on nature, who would have thought this Unrivaled Sword Saint would go against the norm and carve out his own path – such talent is indeed astonishing."
Ye Xuan shook his head, somewhat moved. The peak talents of the Spirit Martial Continent, if placed in the Heavenly Realm, would surely be top-notch figures. Considering the fast cultivation in the energy-starved Spirit Martial Continent, had they been natives of the Heavenly Realm, they would likely have become emperors, even achieving godhood, becoming overlords in their own right.
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