Free Web NovelChapter 1876: Chapter 1875: Five Forms of the Tyrant Blade
The name Li Taibai in Ancestor Dragon City is too famous; he was a genius from hundreds of years ago, a heroic figure from the most glorious generation in Ancestor Dragon City, even the ten great Demon Ancestors gritted their teeth at him.
And now, one of the ten sects in Ancestor Dragon City, the Sword Control Pavilion, its first Pavilion Master is said to have been his Sword Child.
It’s just that this swordsmanship genius, who made the entire Kunlun World tremble, suddenly vanished from this realm.
There are many rumors about his disappearance, but none can be confirmed; from then on, Li Taibai has become a legendary figure.
"Is this Li Taibai’s work? Did he come here and leave calligraphy?"
Ouyang Qiuhai incredulously looked at the words on the cave wall, carved three inches into the stone, seemingly written with a finger as a sword in the void. The words were like iron strokes and silver hooks, carrying an invisible aura.
"Who painted this saber technique?"
"There’s no inscription, but judging by the posture in the painting, the saber technique should have come first, followed by swordsmanship, seemingly intersecting two different eras in this manner."
Li Feng looked at the depiction, clearly not the work of one person, and gazed intently, as if drawn into the spar of the swordsman and swordman.
The saber technique was wild and domineering, open and expansive. One slash stirred up gale fury across the sky, wreaking havoc in all directions, as if the entire world would be swept up by this slash, a whirl of desert sands, one blade breaking the nine domains.
Li Feng was directly shocked by the swordman’s saber technique, and opposite this swordman, a white-robed swordsman seemed to leap out. Facing the raging storm, the swordsmanship struck like thunder, piercing through with a single point, one sword striking the gale asunder.
Heaven and Earth stifled momentarily, the gale subsiding instantly, before Li Feng’s astonishment could settle, another slash from the swordman followed in succession.
The overlapping sword light was akin to mountain calls and sea waves, overwhelmingly vigorous, carrying an unstoppable momentum sweeping forward.
Faced with this mountainous and tidal saber technique, the swordsman still drew a single sword, though this sword lacked the overwhelming momentum of the saber technique, it conveyed a feeling of cutting water from the blade, an emotion fused within the sword which seemed to reach an extremity.
This exceedingly fierce saber couldn’t circumvent the sword’s gentleness, actually being directly countered in such a manner, Li Feng was still immersed in the refinement of this sword, when the swordman’s momentum suddenly shifted again.
A sweep of Sweeping Thousands of Army, yet like amidst ten thousand armies, clashing steeds and iron armor, the overwhelming vigor rushed skyward, all tenderness crushed beneath the force of these clamoring steeds and armor.
To achieve victory, countless bones are sacrificed.
Faced with such a slash, the swordsman’s momentum shifted again, an air of ruthless cruelty pervading, to kill one is a crime, to slaughter thousands is to become a hero, for one who slays nine million, is the hero among heroes.
The killing intent within the sword instantly exploded, corpses piling across fields, rivers of blood flowing, yet not shaking the swordsman one bit.
Li Feng stared at the wall painting, immersed within, while beside him, Ouyang Qiuhai spoke, turning to look at the dazed Li Feng.
"Rain Sister, what’s happening to him?"
Ouyang Qiuhai turned to Sikong Yu.
Sikong Yu glanced at Li Feng, then at the painting before her: "The paintings on this cave wall seem to hold some Dao Essence opportunity."
"Opportunity, but I looked closely and couldn’t find anything, just felt the lettering was impressive, seemingly with some Dao proficiency, though I’m not well-versed in literary arts and can’t comprehend the true resonance."
Ouyang Qiuhai blinked, Li Taibai’s words, if true, would be priceless; alas, she and her father both dislike the ways of literature, not fond of learning music, poetry, calligraphy, otherwise just these characters would be a treasured find.
Not only the two, Ran Yue, Lei Ba, and others also couldn’t discern anything, merely feeling the verses domineering, while the paintings on the wall seemed to depict some saber techniques and sword moves, yet they couldn’t comprehend much, not being skilled in this way.
"Alright, don’t disturb him."
Sikong Yu urged silence.
Time passed in a flash, and long after.
Li Feng suddenly spat a mouthful of blood, his mind still lingering on Li Taibai’s final sword breaking the opponent’s domineering blade, then boldly leaving behind a wildly arrogant verse.
That final sword, just like the verse left behind, Heaven does not birth him, Li Taibai, Sword Dao is like eternal night.
Such strong saber.
Yet the sword is even stronger.
"Li Feng."
Sikong Yu hadn’t expected Li Feng to suddenly vomit blood, hurriedly helping from the side, Li Feng steadied his footing, wiping his mouth corner.
"I am alright, the intent and sword momentum in the painting were too strong, I couldn’t withstand it, I need to rest for a bit."
Li Feng spoke, then walked aside, sat cross-legged, and took out an Ice Lotus Petal, placing it in his mouth.
Instantly, a lingering coolness surged to his mind, restoring much of Li Feng’s Sea of Consciousness, then he replayed the scene immersed within his mind a moment ago.
On the depiction, there are five saber moves, unmatched in their dominance, it seems these saber techniques resonate greatly with Li Feng, introducing him directly within.
The first saber move is open and expansive, starting a storm fury, rage rushing skyward, the aura within the saber is akin to a young tiger yearning to battle the heavens and earth.
The first saber move is called Gale Fury.
The second blade, sword energy layered, like the eternal flow of the Yellow River, like ocean waves one after another, called Waves Tidal Sky.
The third saber, clashing steeds and iron armor swallowing miles of land, called Heavenly Battle Spear.
The fourth saber, breaking the skies with determination, dying valiantly, called Break My Will.
The fifth saber, seemingly breaking through self, despite the heavens before, still wielding that saber, called Sky Breaking.
Li Feng constantly comprehended the sword intent and momentum within, yet, strangely, Li Feng couldn’t immerse within Li Taibai’s swordsman simultaneously.
It’s as if Li Taibai is the celestial barrier he aims to break.
Perhaps it’s lack of destiny, though Li Taibai’s sword is stronger, it seems no affinity to bind with him.
But the five blades comprehended, Li Feng etched firmly in his mind, though unperformed, Li Feng knew these five blades were definitely the strongest cultivation technique he obtained since arriving in Kunlun World.
Only, the painting left without any inscription on the techniques, not even clear names on the saber moves.
Yet the saber techniques were domineering and wild, suitable to be called Overlord Five Styles.
Li Feng digested the gains, slowly opened his eyes: "How long has passed."
"At least it’s been a couple of hours."
Ouyang Qiuhai pouted, Li Feng ignored Ouyang Qiuhai’s grievance, rising to look at the cave wall behind him.
"This painting remains here for years, yet is preserved till now."
"It might be our good fortune, earlier I examined the cave wall again, seemingly, there are many traces here, only they were shattered by a fart from Swallowing Heaven Beast."
"As for the painting inside, it was already concealed before, only the outer wall cracked and shattered, while the techniques etched by the two, the aura remained strong, allowing it to see daylight again."
Sikong Yu said.
This Molten Lava Cave saw normal use for hundreds of years, only abandoned in the last two hundred years, and how many talented youths came here during those hundreds of years, surely leaving some trace behind, however, these traces couldn’t withstand time, let alone a fart from Swallowing Heaven Beast.
Who would’ve thought it would reveal such an extraordinary thing.
Li Taibai actually came to Molten Lava Cave and left calligraphy, this is destiny.
