Free Web NovelUnder the gloomy sky.
Jiang Yu stood on the arena, his back to the sky, the overcast clouds obscuring the sky, yet his expressionless face was still visible.
The Golden Dragon held the sword, suppressing the Divine Intention of the Imperial World, like the very center of Dijin.
Xiao Jiang Princess said she was in high spirits, but in fact, as she ascended the steps, her heart was flustered, her mind a blank, and the scene from that day flickered vaguely before her eyes.
It wasn't until Li Mo jumped onto the stage and, with full vigor, shouted:
"The Double Pupils were originally an unrivaled path, why borrow another's bone?"
"Thank you, Li Dage, I understand."
Jiang Chulong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled brightly.
She carefully took off her sunglasses and put them in her arms, then took out a cloth strip and tied it tightly around her eyes, making a firm knot.
"Chu Long, you must do your best, understand!"
"Tonight, we'll have rice, four dishes, and one soup!"
Li Mo, being carried down by the Sky Patrol Guard, did not resist, but kept talking.
"Mm!"
Jiang Chulong turned her head again, looking earnestly at Jiang Yu.
The suffocating Divine Intention from before no longer made her feel invincible; because of Li Dage's words, she had already gained the upper hand in the clash of Qi.
She grasped the Qing Ye Sword, and her Yi Soul was like countless seeds, scattered around the arena, growing slowly and silently in her heart.
"You had already fulfilled your value, you could have retired successfully, lived out your life anonymously."
"You shouldn't have come back, and even less should you stand opposite me."
Jiang Yu was oblivious to her changes; these words seemed more directed at himself.
Having stood in the clouds for too long, he never cared about the weeds growing beneath his feet.
He wanted to tell his Imperial Father, to tell everyone who knew about this.
He was more qualified than anyone else to be the master of the Sword Bone, the master of the Celestial /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ Human Divine Sword, and also... the master of Human City.
These few sentences caused a momentary interruption in his Qi.
Good opportunity!
Jiang Chulong's eyes saw only his flaw; the Qing Ye Sword unsheathed and thrust out fiercely and straight.
This sword poured all her essence, Qi, and spirit into it; the essence of the Zhan Long Sword Technique, where the weak overcome the strong, greatly increased in power within the Divine Intention she had discovered.
The Sword Light flickered, growing from weak to strong, containing the shadows of many sword techniques, striking towards Jiang Yu's face.
However, the closer the sword tip got to Jiang Yu, the slower its speed became.
The pressure of the Divine Intention was like an impregnable fortress; for every inch it advanced, the consumption of essence, Qi, and spirit rose sharply. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
It was strands of Sword Intent, like grass blades, constantly cutting at the city walls of 'Imperial World,' making the sword edge advance with difficulty.
Clap—
Looking at the sword tip that had become soft and powerless.
Jiang Yu raised his hand, a faint Dragon roar sounded, his palm like a Dragon claw, grabbing it.
A sharp Divine Light subtly bloomed from his chest, coiling into a sword shape, instantly transmitting onto the Qing Ye Sword.
Jiang Chulong was shaken back a few steps, strands of blood dripping from her fingertips onto the ground.
The Qing Ye Sword clanged to the ground.
"Qing Ye..."
The Qing Ye Sword in her palm just now was sending strands of Sword Qi towards her, attacking its own master, escaping her control.
Jiang Chulong pursed her lips and looked up.
It was the Sword Bone that originally belonged to her... Below the stage.
"Dragon Sword Bone."
Xie Xuan sighed deeply.
"I still remember when she was born, all swords bowed down. In the Great Shang of old, there were gods who controlled wind and rain, gods who controlled the sun. I originally thought that Junior Martial Uncle Su Jun's child would also become a God among swords..."
"How did the Dao of the Sword come about?"
Li Mo stared intently at the arena, subconsciously feeling that something was wrong.
Wind and rain, the sun, rivers—these were all things that naturally existed between heaven and earth.
The Dao of the Sword clearly was not.
Yet, the Dao of the Sword truly existed.
As Li Mo wondered, Ying Bing softly explained to him:
"Initially, there was none. The Dao of the Sword did not originate from nature. Some say it was brought by Immortals, others say it was left behind by generations of strong members of the Human Race whose souls returned to the heavens, just like the Dao of Alchemy, the Dao of Formations, and the Dao of Weapon Forging."
"Therefore, none of them are complete."
Xie Xuan nodded, adding: "Han Xianzi is right; this Sword Bone can be said to be a part of the Dao of the Sword, the essence of Junior Martial Uncle Su Jun's lifelong Dao of the Sword."
"Then how did it end up on Jiang Yu?" Great Master Zang Ai scratched his head.
"He stole it."
"At birth!" Great Master Zang Ai spoke wildly.
Li Mo took a deep breath. It was impossible for Xiao Jiang to win; he only hoped she wouldn't be too badly injured.
But he couldn't go up to help, and if he used the Celestial Human Divine Sword, he might also be constrained by the Dragon Sword Bone.
At this moment, he felt a cold, delicate hand suddenly slip into his.
"Chu Long will always grow up."
"Nirvana Rebirth, breaking before establishing. She can do it."
"..."
Li Mo was uncertain in his heart, nodded, and continued to watch the scene.
Clang—
The Qing Ye Sword was kicked in front of Jiang Yu. His thin lips finally curved into a smile:
"Pick up your sword, if you can still hold it..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Chulong bent down and tightly gripped Qing Ye. Many sword wounds quickly appeared on her slender arm, and her fair skin instantly became bloody.
But she still held on firmly.
"As stubborn as your mother."
Jiang Yu's tone suddenly became very cold. He finally drew his sword; the Sword Bone in his chest glowed brightly, dyeing the sword in his hand with brilliant light.
The delicate Dragon scales on the sword seemed to open in anger.
He raised the long sword, using no sword techniques or Sword Qi, but simply relying on the inherent power of the Sword Bone itself, smashing it down brutally.
Clang—
Clang—
The sword smashed down violently, again and again.
Jiang Chulong was continuously forced back by the blows, feeling as if she knew no sword techniques at all, as if she had never practiced any sword before, completely unable to make a move.
Having a Sword Bone was just that unfair.
It was too easy for Jiang Yu to defeat Jiang Chulong, but he deliberately chose this method.
After all, this was once the essence, Qi, and spirit of a Sword Armor's entire life.
Jiang Yu's palm reached out again to grab Jiang Chulong's neck. All four of his pupils became vertical slits, wanting to see through her thin body, to see if there truly was... At this moment.
The Qing Ye Sword suddenly struggled upwards; Jiang Chulong seemed to want to fight to the death.
Ding—
With a mournful cry, the Qing Ye Sword, unable to bear the strain, was shattered in mid-air by the Honored Dragon Sword.
But Jiang Yu suddenly felt a stinging pain in his Double Pupils, and the Sword Bone in his chest palpitated again.
The shattered Qing Ye Sword, piece by piece, seemed to be infused with new power, scattering into a sky full of grass blades. Each piece seemed to be controlled by someone, carrying astonishing sharpness.
He unleashed his Divine Intention, intending to first disperse these sword-like fragments.
However, a broken sword suddenly arrived. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
The sword was already broken, but it was reconnected by something else.
That object, though from the same origin as the Dragon Sword Bone, was its extreme opposite.
The most broken and fragile thing, at this moment, gave a sense of terrifying sharpness, an ability to sever everything, causing bewilderment. The stronger one was, the more one could feel the sharpness of this sword; the weaker one was, the more ordinary this sword appeared.
Swish—
A strand of hair broke into two.
Jiang Yu grabbed Jiang Chulong's neck, which she herself had offered up.
But a fine red line appeared on his cheek, from which flowed pale golden blood.
At the same time, a notification sound rang in Li Mo's ear.
【Congratulations to the host for successfully investing in Jiang Chulong, helping her Sword Bone achieve Rebirth.】
【Congratulations to the host for successfully investing in Jiang Chulong; her Zhan Long Sword Technique has reached Transcendent.】
