Chapter 1021: Chapter 1020: Sweeping Through Enemies from All Directions (Part 2) (13/20 update for poonlo)_1
Second-rate Earthly Realm Martial Emperors are still second-rate Earthly Realm Martial Emperors, even gravely injured, they are not something ordinary Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors can compare with.
Take the Iron Sword Emperor, for example.
Then who could possess the skill to kill a severely wounded Iron Sword Emperor with a single stroke?
Only a first-rate Earthly Realm Martial Emperor.
Swish, swish, swish.
Countless gazes, like flickering neon lights, trembled at an extreme frequency before finally all converging on the man in green, hovering in the sky.
Incredible, unbelievable.
In people’s eyes, that sword strike didn’t just tear through the body of the Iron Sword Emperor—it tore through the long-upheld standards and rules of the Martial World and even shook their hitherto unshakeable world views.
No one could describe their feelings at this moment, just as no one could describe the shock caused by Shi Xiaole’s sword strike a moment ago.
Many people were still blank-minded until now.
"Void Origin Realm, how can it be Void Origin Realm, my god, the Kirin, the Kirin is actually a Void Origin Realm Sword Emperor?"
"A Void Origin Realm Sword Emperor under forty, haha, what a joke, this must be fake, a lie, no one can achieve this, I must be dreaming..."
"Is this Kirin even real? Perhaps some old monster took a whim to disguise himself."
After the dead silence, an uproar erupted, a rumbling noise as if to burst through the heavens.
Screams, roars, breaths, and discussions merged into one, creating chaos too noisy to make out the words. But that thick layer of shock and astonishment, not to mention the absolute absurdity that not even a storm could scatter, kept rolling over the crowd like powerful waves, striking the souls of everyone, making them shudder uncontrollably.
"What, what?"
The many Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors who were previously confident and looking forward to the drama now looked stupefied, as if struck by heavenly thunder, struggling to gather their thoughts.
Martial Emperors, the myth of the martial arts in the Flying Horse Dynasty.
The Young Dragon, a leader among the new generation of prodigies, advanced the records of the Martial World by breaking through to the Void Origin Realm a year earlier, showing signs of replacing the Martial Emperor.
These were two exceptional geniuses of their time, each capable of contesting with legendary masters from history; they were the only twin stars for thousands of years.
Yet, upon comparing them with the Kirin, such a vast gap emerged that those who realized it nearly suffocated, their heartbeats nearly stopping.
Until now, nearly everyone agreed that among their generation, only the Kirin had the hope of surpassing these two, but even if he did surpass them, it should not have been by much.
No matter how fierce Kirin’s progression was, his martial arts were considered a major weakness, forever unable to transform into Supreme Martial Arts. This destined him to lack top-tier competitiveness within the Void Origin ranks.
Everyone believed this.
But today, the Kirin proved to everyone through his actions that, at any time, in any place, at any level, he held absolute dominance.
A Void Origin Realm Sword Emperor under forty, with the strength of a first-rate Earthly Realm, to say he lacked potential or his accomplishments were limited, would be slandering not just the Kirin, but the entire Martial World.
If you have the skill, try breaking through to the Void Origin Realm by the age of forty, and on top of that, become a first-rate Earthly Realm Martial Emperor within a very short time. Apart from Kirin, who else could do it?
No one, not even the Young Dragon!
Inside and outside of the Nine Heavens Mountain, from top to bottom, there was a sea of dumbfounded looks.
As for the people of Nine Heavens Mountain, they were already so shocked that they were speechless, unable to utter a word.
"The first one."
In the midst of this eerie atmosphere, Shi Xiaole spoke calmly. Many people still did not understand his words, when they saw his sword pointing at the Mountain and Sea Martial Emperor.
"You’re far from being able to handle me, mountains crumble, seas split!"
One must not lose in momentum even if defeated in battle, and at least on the aspect of aura one should not be overwhelmed. Moreover, to the Mountain and Sea Martial Emperor, Shi Xiaole appeared to be merely first-rate Earthly Realm in strength, which was comparable to his own—there was no reason to fear him.
Facing Shi Xiaole’s sword light, the Mountain and Sea Martial Emperor clapped his hands together repeatedly, his robust palm strength seemingly capable of moving mountains and seas with unstoppable force. With a closer perception, these palm forces were tight and scattered, interwoven into a net with hardly any flaws. The only way for an opponent to break through them would be to meet them head-on with force.
Shi Xiaole was unstoppable, his sword not yet arrived, but the momentum already enveloping the opposing palm forces. As he skillfully deflected with a casual flick of his wrist, man and sword broke through the palm forces in an instant, like a sky-piercing azure rainbow, effortlessly powerful.
No flaws? Then create them. There is no perfect technique in this world, only the warrior who draws ever closer to perfection.
"Impossible!"
The Mountain and Sea Martial Emperor’s face turned pale with shock, his hands frantically retracting and rolling back his palm strength towards Shi Xiaole from behind, while his body moved backward. But it was too slow. In Shi Xiaole’s eyes, his panicked movements were riddled with mistakes.
"The second one."
A bone-white sword light brushed past the nighttime sky behind the Mountain and Sea Martial Emperor, lingering for a long time.
Thud!
The sword light crossed the neck where a great head soared into the sky while still wearing an expression of horror as if unable to believe that he had been killed.
Hiss!
A series of deep, heavy gasps filled the air; no one could believe it.
But before the crowd could react, the sword light shone again, meteor-like, piercing from one point to another, trailing a straight, dazzling path. It was blunt and straightforward, devoid of any tricks—deadly serious, breaking through all the enemies in the world.
This time, it headed for the Illusion Emotion Saber King.
"Illusion Love Divine Blade, get lost for this old man!"
A chill ran from the spine of the Illusion Emotion Saber King to the crown of his head, leaving him cold and terrified. Even the Mountain and Sea Martial Emperor, whose power slightly surpassed his, could not withstand a single strike from the Kirin; how could he?
He could not receive it, he was incapable of receiving it; he only had escape in mind!
What fighting spirit, what confidence? Under Shi Xiaole’s deathly sword, the Illusion Emotion Saber King nearly exhausted all his strength, setting up layers of saber light at the fastest speed of his life in front of him.
Clang!
The sword light pierced through the outermost layer of saber light, followed by the second, the third, but as soon as it penetrated, the saber light was reborn, forming an even stronger defense.
The Illusion Emotion Saber King breathed a sigh of relief.
Under normal circumstances, Shi Xiaole wouldn’t mind matching his opponent’s tactics, but right now, he had no interest whatsoever.
Shi Xiaole’s eyes turned fierce, and with the surging sword qi, he pierced through the Illusion Emotion Saber King’s defense in a domineering and unreasonable manner, as well as through the man’s body.
"Heh, heh, no..."
The Illusion Emotion Saber King looked down to see his chest pierced through, with sword qi rampaging within him; with a boom, he exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
The magnificent Protector of Dragon View Ridge, who was close to the first-rate level of the Earthly Realm, was instantly killed without a trace.
"Grandfather!"
Wu Siming’s face turned pale, and the world spun around him.
Next to him, Huan Yundu reached out to support him, but his eyes were fixed on the sky above, where the cold and merciless green-robed youth, who he felt he was seeing for the first time, hovered.
Everyone was in a daze.
Many years later, the tale of this night still echoed throughout the entire East Victory land, becoming a taboo in the hearts of many in the Martial World. Every aspiring young martial artist would hear from their elders about how that night, the supreme Sword Emperor, with a single sword, faced enemies from all directions, leaving behind a legendary story for posterity.
