Free Web NovelChapter 477: Chapter 286: Below the Thirteenth Realm, He Slaughters at Will; Above the Saints, I Will Take On All Comers
The appearance of the Daoist Nun undoubtedly shattered the battlefield’s equilibrium.
Especially that one sword strike.
It left many people in utter awe.
The strike shattered Luo Lingxiao’s Sword Array, allowing light to grace the sky once more. Its power was comparable to that of a Sword Immortal.
As Yun Qinghe spoke, all eyes turned to her.
"I’d long heard that Celestial Monarch Yunxu of the Celestial Master’s Mansion took a young girl from the Mortal World as his disciple—a once-in-a-generation seed of a Sword Immortal, possessing an Innate Sword Embryo and the bloodline of an Ancient Sword Immortal."
"Rumor has it that after she turned sixteen, the Sword Embryo in her brow nurtured an Immortal Sword called Celestial Burial, capable of destroying an entire nation."
"That Flying Sword on her back... could it be the Immortal Sword Celestial Burial?!"
Upon learning Yun Qinghe’s identity, the faces of many Cultivators present filled with shock.
"It’s actually Yun Qinghe?"
Li Muwan was quite surprised to see Yun Qinghe’s figure.
"From what I know, this Daoist Nun has a cold personality and keeps everyone at a distance. I never expected she would actually stand on the side of the New Emperor of Great Yan."
Wuxun, standing to the side, was not surprised. He said calmly, "It’s less about her and more about the Celestial Master’s Mansion. As far as I know, the Celestial Master’s Mansion was already on his side when Lu Mingyuan was still a Prince."
"That person behind her, which Celestial Master from the Celestial Master’s Mansion is he?"
"It’s the Five-Thunder Upper Immortal," Li Muwan said, her eyes sharp.
Wuxun looked puzzled.
Li Muwan explained, "When I was young, my father, the Emperor, had me go to the Celestial Master’s Mansion to study Daoist Techniques. Unfortunately, our Daoist lineages were incompatible, so I had to withdraw and join the Fire Dragon Celestial Mountain instead."
"Lu Mingyuan certainly has a lot of face. Even the Five-Thunder Upper Immortal came personally to protect him," the Fourth Prince, Song Guangyao, said in amazement.
The Five-Thunder Upper Immortal’s status in the Celestial Master’s Mansion, and even the entire Dao Alliance, was second only to the Elder Celestial Master. Among the many Celestial Masters of the Taoist Sect, his power ranked in the top three.
Seeing the Celestial Master’s Mansion arrive to disrupt the situation, Bright Moon Immortal, Cyan Deer Great Immortal, East Ao Dragon King, Zhenyuanzi, Wanluo Sword Immortal, and the others all looked displeased.
"Has the Upper Immortal also come to watch the battle?" Celestial Lady Ziwei asked with a smile via voice transmission.
"Indeed."
The Five-Thunder Upper Immortal chuckled. "Just making sure some people don’t get any funny ideas and try to bully the weak."
His words were clearly pointed.
Bright Moon Immortal raged, "Five-Thunder old fool, don’t you push it!"
The Five-Thunder Upper Immortal sneered, "If you’ve got a problem, let’s have a go. I haven’t fought in a hundred years, and my bones are itching for a fight."
A white-haired Daoist riding a Five-Colored Cyan Deer shook his head. "Your temper is still as fiery as ever. Can’t you be a little more gentle?"
The Five-Thunder Upper Immortal snorted. "I’ll make this clear today. Below the Thirteenth Realm, Lu Mingyuan can kill as he pleases. Above the Saint realm, I’ll take on all comers myself."
"Anyone who doesn’t respect the rules can see if my Palm Thunder agrees."
Hearing these words, many of the Upper Three Grades Great Powers didn’t look too pleased.
However, no one dared to mock him.
Everyone knew his temper.
A single taunt might actually start a fight.
The Five-Thunder Upper Immortal’s strength was clear for all to see: the Peak of the Thirteenth Realm.
Even the Confucian Saint would have a headache dealing with him.
The Five Thunders Heavenly Heart True Method came from the Daoist Ancestor Master himself. It was an Immortal Technique with a long history of inheritance, and the Five-Thunder Upper Immortal was the only person to have cultivated it to near Perfection.
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「In the center of the battlefield.」
Lu Mingyuan realized the Sword Array had been broken at some point.
Instantly, he could sense the auras and positions of Luo Lingxiao and the other Cultivators.
Lu Mingyuan swung his blade around and thrust behind him.
The piercing Saber Intent within him merged with the power of his Fate Grid, and his Saber Aura flared intensely.
SHING!
Wherever the light of his blade shone, nothing could remain hidden.
The famous saber, Yang Su, collided with the Jade Serpent Sword thrusting from behind.
Luo Lingxiao felt the power erupting from Lu Mingyuan’s slash was like a landslide or a tsunami. His body flew backward uncontrollably.
A look of astonishment filled his eyes, and he couldn’t help but ask, "What kind of Saber Technique is this?"
"The Dragon Slaying Saber Technique!"
Lu Mingyuan’s body moved like a stream of light as he thrust his blade forward.
"Twelfth Form!"
In an instant, Saber Qi roared out like a dragon, enveloping Luo Lingxiao with the force to smash dry weeds.
BANG!
Luo Lingxiao was sent flying by the blow.
He spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood.
At the same time, with a single thought, the True Meaning of Swordsmanship between heaven and earth all converged above his head, coalescing into the shadow of a Proud Sword Immortal.
"Thousand Revolutions Divine Sword Kill!"
Countless streams of Sword Qi, numbering in the tens of millions, flowed like a river around Luo Lingxiao, converging on his Flying Sword, the Jade Serpent.
His sword moved with the speed of lightning, its Sword Qi crisscrossing through the air, tearing space itself and shattering the blockade of Lu Mingyuan’s Saber Intent Domain.
From a distance, the vast canyon was completely covered by Sword Intent.
Sword Qi overflowed in the air.
In the sea, every drop of water transformed into the shape of a sword, possessing immense piercing power.
"The deterrent field created by their clash is enough to make even an Upper Three Grades existence tremble in fear, isn’t it?"
"Below the Saint realm, any Cultivator who dares to enter within a hundred miles of them will surely die. Even Luo Lingxiao himself would be no exception without the protection of the Jade Serpent Sword Spirit," said the Elder Sword Saint of the Nanli Dynasty, who was channeling Primordial Qi into his eyes to watch the battle.
A meaningful voice echoed across the sea’s surface.
"How could I miss out on such an interesting fight?"
This voice made Luo Lingxiao and Lu Mingyuan separate in an instant.
Lu Mingyuan discovered that within his Primordial Qi Perception, a woman with a towering Sword Intent had appeared.
"What are you doing here?"
He looked up and was astonished to see Yun Qinghe’s figure.
Yun Qinghe tilted her head up slightly, as if looking for praise. "If I hadn’t come, you would have been trapped in that Sword Array for several Hours. By then, the battle would have turned out very differently."
"It was just a mere Sword Array. How could it be that powerful?" Lu Mingyuan said, raising an eyebrow.
"You can underestimate him, but you can’t underestimate the Jade Serpent. The main reason Luo Lingxiao has been able to fight you for so long is because of the Sword Spirit’s possession. For that Sword Spirit to fight you this long, it’s quite capable."
"Oh?"
Surprise flashed across Lu Mingyuan’s face. Only now did he realize that the one he had been fighting wasn’t purely Luo Lingxiao, but the Sword Spirit of the Flying Sword.
Yun Qinghe glanced in Luo Lingxiao’s direction and crossed her arms. "I estimate he can’t hold on for much longer. Give him the final blow."
"Alright."
In the void, the sky above Lu Mingyuan’s head radiated a five-colored divine glow. A river of Saber Qi flowed beneath his feet, and his body seemed to ignite, emitting a blindingly brilliant light.
The Power of Heaven and Earth continuously gathered towards him.
The power fluctuations from his body reached their peak.
"Thirteenth Dragon Slaying Form: Of all the myriad techniques in this world, I alone am supreme!"
The Saber Dao Rules, formed from the condensation of the Saber Intent in Lu Mingyuan’s body and the Power of Heaven and Earth, all rushed out from him.
BOOM!
The center of the battlefield exploded, and the ground violently collapsed.
Even the Cultivators standing thousands of miles away felt a stinging sensation on their faces and a strange urge to move even farther from the battlefield’s center.
PSHH!
All of Luo Lingxiao’s defenses were pierced. His body shattered into seven pieces, his blood staining the sea red. As he flew backward, the cyan light emanating from the Jade Serpent helped him reform his body.
His various techniques faded, and while Lu Mingyuan also had some sword marks on his body, he appeared calm and transcendent. His gaze fell upon Luo Lingxiao, and then toward the Six Nations’ Pride on the other side, as he asked:
"Do you still want to fight?"
The Jade Serpent Sword in Luo Lingxiao’s hand transformed into a stream of light and vanished into his Flesh Body.
He lay on the ground and sighed deeply. "There’s no need. Your Saber Technique is unparalleled in this world. I am truly no match for you."
His tone was lonely and dejected.
He was supposed to be a peerless figure, a King of his generation who would bring glory to the world. Instead, he had become a mere foil in this era. Even his most prideful Sword Dao had been so utterly crushed; how could he not feel desolate?
Lu Mingyuan’s gaze was sharp and domineering as he looked toward the Immortal Cultivators of the Six Kingdoms and the Three Religions. He announced loudly, "In the war of the Seven Kingdoms, We are now unrivaled in the Mortal World. The Destiny of the Six Kingdoms belongs to Us. Who here is not convinced? Who else wishes to fight Us?"
Wherever his gaze passed, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.
BOOM!
After a long silence, a heaven-shaking roar like a tidal wave erupted from the soldiers and Cultivators of Great Yan.
The four words "Long live Your Majesty" rose from the shouts, echoing endlessly.
No one dared to accept the challenge!
Before today, everyone had thought the battle of the Seven Kingdoms would inevitably end with the Six Kingdoms completely crushing Great Yan, a display of their immense worldly power to boost morale for the coming war between nations.
Who could have imagined that in the end, Lu Mingyuan alone would defeat the entire Six Kingdoms?
This was the momentum of one man against the world!
So young, yet he already displayed the bearing of a world ruler, his might shaking the cosmos, revealing the first signs of a supreme, domineering arrogance.
The Cultivators of the Six Kingdoms retreated like a tide, leaving the valley where the battlefield lay, having lost all will to fight.
"Hold on!"
With Lu Mingyuan’s words, it seemed things were not so simple.
Lu Mingyuan said coolly, "Hand over your Celestial Destiny and Fortune to leave. Otherwise, die!"
High in the sky, the sea’s surface rippled.
A sapphire-blue ancient ship rocked gently on the waves.
Inside the Flying Ship, some could no longer sit still.
The various Great Powers began to discuss the matter amongst themselves.
Some were thrilled by Lu Mingyuan’s immense combat strength.
Others’ faces darkened, their eyes filled with gloom, their expressions displeased.
Some showed looks of worry, whispering to the Cultivators beside them.
They knew that Lu Mingyuan was about to settle the accounts.
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