Free Web NovelChapter 2156: Chapter 223: The Advent of Shangsheng
Before the battle began, Yisheng Feng was originally following closely behind Zhou Xiong, with one in the open and one in the dark, aiming to eliminate Jiang Wang swiftly and without fail.
Although an unexpected complication arose when Yan Po from the Yi Kingdom suddenly appeared and blocked Zhou Xiong.
But Yisheng Feng did not hesitate, nor did he retreat.
Precisely because Zhou Xiong was obstructed, this opened up a significant breach in vigilance—did you not see that Jiang Wang was utterly unaware of the danger, leisurely saving people? freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
Taking the opportunity, he erased Jiang Wang’s instinctive alertness and struck with a sword that remained outside sensory perception, intending to capture him. freeweɓnovel.cøm
To put it simply, he certainly didn’t mind teaming up to kill Jiang Wang; the sole focus of combat was life and death, fairness was irrelevant. But this did not mean he lacked the courage to face Jiang Wang alone, nor the confidence to slay him single-handedly!
Sixteen years of training in swordsmanship had long made wielding a sword an instinct.
As a disciple of the True Person of the Seven Kills, from childhood to adulthood, he had faced countless life-and-death battles and killed many strong enemies.
Lu Shuanghe believed in the Heavenly Dao’s mercilessness; he thought Yisheng Feng had a chance to kill an opponent, and if Yisheng Feng couldn’t do it, he would simply watch Yisheng Feng die. Regardless of how obvious the disparity in their strengths was!
The so-called sword outside sensory perception is a unique swordsmanship created by Yisheng Feng using his ability to transcend innate spirit perception. It achieves a sensory crossover on the level of the opponent’s five senses, allowing for stealth and sudden attacks.
This sword is nameless.
Because he does not intend to pass it on to anyone, nor is there a need to introduce it to the dead.
The battle instinct that Jiang Wang had honed to perfection unexpectedly triggered awareness in the absence of any danger alert, thus prematurely triggering the Fire Realm Art, making the tenfold killing power less than eightfold. The remaining power was all consumed in the Fire Realm.
For the next opponent, especially when facing such a supremely talented opponent, it’s necessary to leave them a sliver of dangerous alertness to make it more realistic. This is what Yisheng Feng learned from this confrontation—if there’s a next time.
The timing of the Fire Realm’s bloom was exquisite.
The decision to trigger the Fire Realm was a masterstroke.
Then came a sword as bright as the moon across the sky, like a pouring rain.
Yisheng Feng extinguished his opponent’s instinctive alertness, yet felt a chilling sensation soaking his Heavenly Spirit.
Thousands of sword silks poured down like moonlight, and within them, a longing Sword Intent forced Yisheng Feng to fully feel that emotion—like a child’s countless midnight awakenings! It’s a grief that couldn’t be alleviated, couldn’t be believed!
At the age when trust was supposed to be built, Jiang Wang witnessed the cruelty of the human world.
This cruelty now fully infused into the sword light, also given to him.
This is a gift returned, sixteen years overdue.
In skill, it approaches deity; in Sword Intent, cold as iron!
In every sense, this is an unparalleled killing sword. Especially when it brought forth the piercing pain that transcended time.
Upon seeing this sword, hearts were wounded.
But Yisheng Feng’s heart was indifferent.
He felt that emotion; years ago, when he pushed Jiang Wang into the water with a palm, he had already seen that emotion—but was unmoved.
He never regretted it.
He never needed forgiveness.
As the sword approached, all he had to deal with was the sword.
He reversed grip on the Fickle Lover, retreating, retreating again, and yet again! His steps weren’t too quick, but each step landed in the interval between receiving the sword and not receiving it, manipulating the flow of energy between the enemy and himself, influencing the changes in sword momentum.
This was the Heavenly Mechanism Step taught by Ren Qiuli, the True Man of the Age, said to be unpredictable step by step, always anticipating the enemy.
After taking three such steps, he suddenly advanced, raising his sword to meet Jiang Wang’s sword edge!
With this lift, heaven and earth parted.
With this lift, wind and clouds moved.
This lift seemed to raise that bright moon, along with the endless "moonlight."
This sword seemed to break the boundary of space, connecting this world to that world... In a far-off unknown place lies a beautiful world without conflicts, harm, where endless bliss is eternally enjoyed.
This sword seemed like a welcoming gesture, inviting you to that place, exuding the earthly essence of humanity with the Buddhist family’s universal compassion.
This sword is named [Birth to a Higher Realm]!
It originated from the true teachings of the Southern Dipper Palace, able to be practiced from the Outer Building Environment to the Yan Dao Realm—the Southern Dipper Life and Death Sword!
In ancient legends, the Southern Dipper always governed life, yet this sword is called Southern Dipper Life and Death!
This is a time-honored skill, on par with the Fate Blade and the Eight Destruction Unreturning Halberd.
This sword, once unleashed, stirred the infinite moonlight.
Countless threads of Sword Qi whistled past above Yisheng Feng, piercing clouds and cutting through the wind, yet not one fell upon him.
Silver threads swept across the vast sky.
Beneath them, his long hair was tied with a Jade Crown, fluttering in the night.
He held the longsword flickering in and out of sensory perception, moving against this resplendent "moonlight," with the momentum of the [Birth to a Higher Realm] sword continually rising, rushing straight towards Jiang Wang.
The so-called "Birth to a Higher Realm" is an ascent to the heavenly domain.
One sword to vanquish the enemy, slicing beyond the mortal realm.
Such a sword needs no further explanation.
But he suddenly said, "It’s been sixteen years since we parted at Fengxi! Haven’t seen you for so long, do you have nothing to say to me?"
The voice was extremely light, yet the tone was icy cold.
The content of the words was sharp, poking straight at the wound.
Jiang Wang’s gaze remained calm, and without saying a word, he suddenly turned and slashed back—a line opened between heaven and earth, separating life and death! The sharp sword light cleaved the boundary of reality, immediately slicing open the closed-back shell of a tiger beetle!
