Divine Brilliance

…this was martial arts and spirit merging into one?

Wei Xu was astonished, his heart losing its tempo, suddenly beating slow and then suddenly beating fast. He focused on recognizing the portion of his true qi and soul power which was being borrowed. It actually didn’t even touch Zong Shou’s body before merging into one, totally merging.

If this was because he himself had already managed a merger of spiritual cultivation and the martial path, then naturally Zong Shou could easily do that.

However, within Zong Shou’s body, all the strength was harmonious, showing signs of being about to totally merge.

There was no conflict, there was nothing inharmonious. No matter which aspect, it was a match to the standards in his heart.

Soul power and true qi mixing together also caused Zong Shou’s strength to suddenly increased by several times!

…it really was a merging of spirit and martial arts!

Wei Xu was startled once more, he even nearly forgot to maintain the mountain below. It wasn’t until the shaking sensation spread to his legs again did he awaken. He stepped forward slightly, causing the entire mountain to stabilize once more.

“So it seems like I earned a lot this time?”

Thinking back to the sword sect master that gave up, Wei Xu didn’t have any intention to gloat. Today he and that fellow’s strength was not much to choose from.

He, Wei Xu had misjudged. He actually misjudged!

…14 years old, xiantian 2 meridians, night wandering realm, sword path one with the spirit. You also needed to add in one more-spirit and martial arts merging! What kind of Monster is that? Are the heavens blessing the Monster race?

Thinking about it, Wei Xu could only sigh, “Senior Master, your spirit in heaven has blessed. It seems like I have found you a top-class direct disciple. Please bless me such that I won’t be beaten up by those few senior brothers in the future.”

At the center of the mountain peak, there was a loud explosion. The black shirt old man’s hair and mustache were scattered and messy as he was smacked right into the ground.

7th sword! 8th sword! 9th sword! 10th sword!

Just like smacking a nail, along with familiarity he smacked down sword by sword with totally no change.

The face of the black shirt old man turned purple. No matter how he dodged or avoided, how he went all out to block, he was still unable to, unable to block this sword energy from smashing him. The damn kid above, every breath that passed, his spiritual energy and true qi would merge a little more, the strength of the sword energy would also increase.

He could feel that this kid’s true power wasn’t in the ascended realm. Who knows how he was able to control this close to 10 times the maximum power with an earth chakra realm cultivation without his body collapsing.

Then he was shocked, why didn’t this mountain collapse? Where did this Zong Shou borrow such shocking power?

His mind turned ice-cold. At this moment he was filled with more shock. Pretty much all his spiritual sense gathered towards where Wei Xu was standing.

In the next instance, he didn’t care anymore, directly diving into the depths of the ground and tunneling into the distance.

“You want to escape?”

Zong Shou stepped in the air, opening his drunk eyes, seeing that black shirt old man suddenly disappearing in the hole. He was instantly furious, “I still haven’t had enough. You can’t go!”

He waved down the sword once more, the sword light on full display, reaching close to ten thousand feet. That lighting winged dragon snake’s strength seemed to swell. Its originally thousand feet long body had actually expanded 10 times! It’s fierce aura surging into the heavens!

One sword waving down, directly cutting into the body of the mountain. Like a sharp knife cutting into tofu, easily leaving a several thousand feet deep sword marks. Dust and smoke bellowed.

The entire Xuan mountain shook once more. The people on the Tiegang Hall ruins felt their hearts jump, afraid that this mountain would instantly collapse.

In the next moment, there was another heavy ring. Like tens of thousands of fire blazing talismans exploding within the mountain body, tens of miles of the ground started to shake.

In the eyes of everyone, one could roughly hear a low hum. The battle now had exceeded the field of sights of everyone.

Only a few people whose spiritual senses were sharp could sense a very messy aura drilling out of another side of the Xuan Mountain. His energy was obscure like he was heavily injured.

Zong Shou who was in the eye wasn’t willing to stop. It was as if he knew how the black shirt old man would react. His eyes were blood-red as he charged down towards that direction.

They were filled with fighting intent. However, his entire consciousness was in a mess. The joy of being able to fight a strong enemy, the fury of Yiren being in danger due to himself, the regret for his carelessness came all together.

They caused the thoughts in his brain to be extremely focused. He waved the sword, one time after the next! Until he had no strength to continue waving!

Even if he knew that the difference between the grandmaster and himself was so huge that it couldn’t be made up, and even if his body was on the verge of collapsing, he still had to fight.

When the 12th sword was slashed down, the entire Horizon of Xuan Mountain City was about to be slashed into half!

However his consciousness was still unwilling to hurt the people in Xuan Mountain City, the control of the angle deviated slightly.

Following which there was a giant “Keng”, limitless amount of strength. The body of this black shirt old man was knocked out of Xuan Mountain City’s range. He then flipped up and retreated tens of miles.

Zong Shou’s body was like a shadow following along, chasing rapidly as he chased out of the city walls.

Wei Xu slightly shook his head as he saw the situation, anxiously stepping on the sky and rising up, following closely behind.

He only felt that the amount of true qi and soul power Zong Shou borrowed from him was getting more and more.

“Before this, I thought his sword technique was becoming more rough and unrefined. It seems like he did it on purpose. The more power he borrowed the harder it would be to control. Using strength and speed to win? It is a little similar to the path which Senior Brother took. Only junior brother’s body is a little worrying. His realm is still too weak…”

His brows frowned as he drew a talisman in the air. Spiritual light silently flowed into Zong Shou’s body along with the true qi and soul power that was continuously being lost.

Zong Shou had no feeling at all. 13th sword! 14th sword!

The malt farm outside of the city was leveled out. Dirt and sand flying about as sword light waves out in the night sky.

The black shirt old man originally wanted to just escape and not counter-attack. However every several miles he passed, he would be besieged by the sword behind him, forcing him to stop and face it.

Not far away, the scholarly dressed teen whose power he couldn’t see through was expressionlessly following 2 thousand feet behind. The uncertain look in his eyes made one’s heart feel terrified.

In the end, he was impatient, deciding to turn around. His face was slightly green, showing a vicious expression, “I give you an inch and you want a foot. I think you are looking to die! You think I really can’t kill you?”

Before his words landed, he along with his sword bounced backward, flashing in front of Zong Shou. The sword and his body merging into one, his speed seemed to disregard the laws of heaven and earth. Ten thousand feet of distance was crossed in an instance.

Suddenly a warning bell sounded out in Zong Shou’s heart, a feeling of utmost danger, close to death suddenly spread in the depths of his heart.

Quick, how quick!

…this sword was so fast that it exceeded his reaction! He would definitely die and his head would break into pieces!

The tip of the sword energy was inches away. In just a hundredth of a moment, his life would be taken away.

At this moment Zong Shou even couldn’t have any thought to resist. Just as his heart was frozen with despair and was ready to face death, a strong sense of unwillingness rose up in his brain.

Who are you? You are sword emperor, Tan Qiu! In your entire life, reality and game, you’ve had 9747 battles. When you first started learning the martial path you lost 19 matches!

Then you swept undefeated and didn’t lose at all! Which was why people of the cloud world saw you as the sword emperor.

How could he lose here to an unnamed old man?

Didn’t he pride himself for getting stronger if he faced a strong opponent? How could he be willing to give up in such a small battle?

So what if the sword was sharp. If he didn’t try, how would he know who wins?

That close to despair gaze suddenly turned sharp. Balls of purple lightning danced around Zong Shou’s body.

The lightning winged Yang snake on the lightning winged sword which was originally a little shriveled up started to circle and move, dancing frenziedly.

The sword energy that it spat out stretched 9990 feet!

Although he definitely wasn’t a match for the enemy, although this sword could be his last sword, he had to wave out! Even if he will die in the next moment he would go all out.

A sword wielder feared nothing. If he didn’t wave out his own sword then what kind of sword emperor is he! What right does he have to chase the pinnacle of the sword path?

An illusionary image seemed to appear around Zong Shou. In the last life in the God emperor game, the one who won all battles, invincible sword emperor Tan Qiu!

“A heavy sword has no sharp edge, too exquisite and it might be useless instead, slash!”

Not bothering about the cruel demon sword energy that was inches away from him, slashing out with the sword. It was like the sounds and movement of the earth had slowed down. Only to see the sword light charge and whistle, exploding with the lightning glow.

When the sword slashed out, he had no thoughts left. This was why this sword was one to kill the enemy along with himself, to die together! To place himself in a dead situation and then try to survive!

The eyes of the black shirt old man were constricted. At the last moment. he retracted his sword to block in front of his body.

When both swords clashed, it was unexpectedly silent. There was only a formless ripple that spread about in this ten-mile space.

Soil turned into dust and sand. Malt and wheat all being crushed into pieces. Even the majestic city walls miles away lost a portion. Miles of the city wall was destroyed by the ripples of this attack, totally broken into pieces. Only a thin layer was left. Protecting the civilians living behind.

The two-finger sword in the black shirt old man’s hand broke into dust a few breaths later, dissipating in the wind and scattering all around.

There was a bloody wound in the middle of his brows. His eyes filled with fear as he looked upwards. The thin and small teen whose body was filled with wounds was trying his best to open his eyes and stay in the air.

His face was twisted. He really couldn’t accept that this kid that fought with him intensely for close to 15 minutes only had xiantian 2 meridians cultivation. Using the earth chakra realm to force him who was a 4 meridian grandmaster of the heavenly realm into such a state!

He was nearly unable to block that sword! He so nearly died at this place!