Chen Ping's Sword

Chapter 395: Chapter 187: A Wholehearted Sword, an Earth-Shaking Gamble

"Wait."

Chen Ping struck with a sword, his Qi Mechanism overwhelming as the sky. As the edge appeared, he instantly cut down two veteran Innate members of the Cui Family.

Moreover, when the two Cui Family Grandmasters rushed forward to rescue, his power surged like waves, each one higher than the last.

He used no other techniques; this sword was an honest display of overpowering strength, weighing over a hundred thousand pounds of force, even he couldn’t accurately estimate just how powerful he had become.

Only the air ripples before him and the half-mile-long sword pressure could signal the unstoppable nature of this sword.

Not only did he break Cui Huchen’s Eight Gates Golden Lock Array, but he also shattered the unbeaten confidence of Cui Huchen and Cui Boyu.

At this moment, Cui Boyu’s sword shattered, blood spurted from his mouth, his entire body trembled uncontrollably, and he felt as if his insides were aflame, losing thirty percent of his combat power.

No matter how accurately he assessed beforehand, how much he overestimated his opponent, at this moment, he still found it unbelievable.

An irrepressible sense of defeat rose in his heart.

Cui Huchen, at ninety-three years old, had experienced too many upheavals in his life and wouldn’t easily let Chen Ping’s sword extinguish his confidence. However, precisely because he lived long, he cherished life all the more and was unwilling to die.

Seeing a formidable enemy before him aroused a desire to fight to the death, yet deep inside, there was a trace of sigh.

’There are all sorts of monstrous talents in this world, often beyond common sense. Clearly, everything was calculated well, from all angles, the advantage was on our side.

But some people can always turn the impossible into possible, and if you are careless, you end up in such a situation.’

This battle could certainly be fought, but what then?

Cui Huchen had a vague sense of unease.

"What more do you have to say, or do you intend to beg for mercy? Chen Ping, you’ve opposed my Cui Family repeatedly, killed many of our clan. Today, let this battle decide the overlord of Hexi. Show whatever skills you possess."

Cui Huchen suppressed his swirling negative emotions with merely a flicker of thought.

As a Unity Realm Grandmaster, not only could he feel the rhythm of Heaven and Earth, but he also mastered self-control, acknowledged his heart’s clarity.

He could see his shortcomings, recognize his enemy’s strengths but remain unaffected.

At this moment, calming his mind, as his Qi Mechanism fluctuated, a ripple spread in all directions, every ounce of Vitality, every variable, all in his mind.

This is the Heaven-Questioning Sword Domain: questioning heaven, questioning others, questioning oneself.

After the three questions, no secrets remain in the world; regardless of any unexpected moves or ultimate skills his opponent uses, he can seize the advantage first.

Never losing the initiative.

As the Sword Domain expanded mightily over several dozen yards, the weapons on the Cui Family members hummed simultaneously, a collective killing aura emerged silently, pressing Sunx Yun and Han Wushang repeatedly backward. They felt as if they were facing sharp edges, a crisis looming, barely able to stand steady.

As for Han Xiaoru, the young woman was somewhat defiant.

She stood firm, seemingly in a daze, with stubbornness and pain deep in her eyes, enduring the heart’s excruciating torment, yet not taking a step back.

’No, I cannot retreat. I cannot let my junior face this alone, if even standing beside him is beyond me, what future is there to speak of standing shoulder to shoulder in battle?’

Han Xiaoru’s thoughts were simple, almost childishly naive. She didn’t consider her crushed spirit, insufficient cultivation, inadequate strength; at this point, she was already dizzy, struggling to breathe, yet what value was there in merely standing?

She just purely wanted to stand there.

Chen Ping meticulously felt the Sword Domain’s aura, sensing the almost all-seeing sharpness and coldness within, quietly admiring it, realizing that the veteran Unity Realm Grandmaster’s control over the Power of Heaven and Earth still surpassed his own.

In comparing Sword Momentum or Sword Domain, he had to admit, he had lost, utterly defeated.

However, victory or defeat between the two isn’t solely determined by expertise in a particular aspect, and he, too, had his trump cards.

Watching as Cui Huchen’s momentum accumulated to its apex, in the depths of his heart, waves already surged, the wind began swirling around the dozens of yard-wide area, gradually forming unparalleled blades. He suddenly spoke, "Mr. Cui, hold your hand, have you considered that if you lose this battle, the Cui Family’s elite Innate will be wiped out, ten thousand troops lost overnight. When I lead my forces straight to Hexi County, can Patriarch Cui Lin withstand the army’s cleansing?

A millennium-old noble family, splendid and glorious, could disappear with a mere whim of Mr. Cui’s, and in decades, no one will remember that there once was a Hexi Cui on the Jiangnan Land, and during festivals, no one will remember the Cui Family’s ancestors and forefathers."

Though Chen Ping’s tone was calm, his words were sincere and heartfelt. He had not unleashed his personal Sword Domain, nor stirred his Qi and Blood, nor contested the initiative with the rampantly rising momentum of Cui Huchen, but instead spoke as if to an old familiar friend he hadn’t seen in years.

As if everything was for his own good.

If he had said this before striking earlier, it would have surely been met with scorn. But saying it now carried extra weight.

This was power earned through battle.

Even the scene of the Cui Family being annihilated and the millennium of glory washed away by wind and rain unknowingly appeared in everyone’s minds.

Some with shallower cultivation couldn’t help but feel sorrow, tears streaming from their eyes.