Chapter 1078: Chapter 1077: The Might of the Swift Sword_1
"It’s this kid!"
As the saying goes, enemies’ eyes blaze with hatred upon meeting. Upon seeing Shi Xiaole come to his door, Yinhua Sword Emperor felt not only surprised, but even more so, a surge of killing intent.
In his lifetime, he had experienced his fair share of humiliations, but none could compare to that incident at Nine Heavens Mountain. The Yinhua Sword Emperor had been pondering how to take revenge on Shi Xiaole.
Unexpectedly, they had run into each other again in the Western Region. Seeing Shi Xiaole showing no regard for the Tri-Color Great Emperor and speaking arrogantly, his heart was practically blooming with joy.
"This person is the Kirin? He doesn’t seem as modest as the rumors suggest, but rather quite arrogant and full of himself."
The Golden Face Great Emperor muttered to himself.
"The tales in the Martial World always paint people in a better light. I’ve had dealings with this kid, and don’t be fooled by the fact that you, Golden Face Great Emperor, rank higher than him. Believe it or not, he doesn’t even take you seriously."
The Yinhua Sword Emperor said leisurely.
"Those with true talent are always a bit arrogant."
The corners of Golden Face Great Emperor’s mouth curled up. He clearly heard the provocative intent in the Yinhua Sword Emperor’s words, but Shi Xiaole’s behavior was indeed very disagreeable to him.
No matter what, the Tri-Color Great Emperor was ranked ninety-seventh on the Emperor List. Did this kid really think he could compete?
Right, it’s said that he acquired a famous sword. Perhaps he wanted to use the prestige of the famous sword to step on the seniors of the Martial World. The Golden Face Great Emperor thought to himself, his gaze fixated on the Cleansing Evil Sword at Shi Xiaole’s waist, not blinking at all.
The Yinhua Sword Emperor, seeing the Golden Face Great Emperor unmoved by provocation, didn’t mind and watched gleefully as the tension between Shi Xiaole and the Tri-Color Great Emperor thickened, longing for them to start fighting immediately.
He hadn’t gained any advantage from Shi Xiaole and, of course, hoped more people would stumble. However, the Tri-Color Great Emperor’s cautious nature meant he likely wouldn’t end up as embarrassed as him.
Whoosh.
At this juncture, Shi Xiaole drew his sword.
"You’re courting death!"
As the sword light attacked, the Tri-Color Great Emperor, like a raging lion, furious to the point of madness, his white hair standing on end, didn’t attempt to dodge. Instead, he struck out directly with his palm glowing with golden light.
The clash of sword and palm produced a massive metallic screeching sound; sparks exploded across the sky. Seen from a distance, the void appeared like a rain-soaked cake, riddled with holes and uneven surfaces.
"Red Lightning Palm Strike!"
Before the old move had faded, a new one followed. The Tri-Color Great Emperor, truly a top figure among Heaven Realm Martial Emperors, stood as stable as a post, his right hand gleaming with a blood-red light, striking toward Shi Xiaole’s chest.
In an instant, the sky turned blood red, with droplets of blood rain falling. It was fortunate that Chen Lihua had already retreated tens of thousands of meters, for she would not be able to withstand the mere aura of this power.
"Sect Leader..."
Uncle Wang anxiously looked toward the Purple Wood Sword Emperor. He believed Shi Xiaole had a strong foundation, but still he was not at ease, and of course, he was even more worried about his own daughter, fearing she would be caught in the crossfire.
Facing the palm of the Tri-Color Great Emperor, Shi Xiaole neither dodged nor evaded but pointed with his left hand, unleashing what appeared to be Body-Breaking Invisible Sword Qi.
Bang!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the briefest of moments, the two exchanged blows and intertwined in the void, only to be immediately wiped out by the powerful shockwaves, having already exchanged hundreds of moves.
"Relying on the prestige of a famous sword to barely equal me in combat, Kirin, is this your confidence? It’s laughable, truly a case of reality not living up to reputation."
The Tri-Color Great Emperor sneered contemptuously, his left hand glowing with gold, his right with crimson light, concurrently launching two relentless attacks at Shi Xiaole, his demeanor terrifying.
The disciples of the Tri-Color Sect felt a great sense of relief, cheering loudly, with the chant of the invincible Sect Leader mingling amid the explosive sounds.
Seeing this, the Yinhua Sword Emperor felt even more regretful. If he hadn’t been so careless in the first place, he wouldn’t have ended up in such a sorry state. Now, to make things worse, once word got out, he feared he would be overshadowed by the Tri-Color Great Emperor.
"What will you use to block this, roll away for this old man!"
The Tri-Color Great Emperor fought more and more fiercely.
The gold palm was as sharp as a knife, slicing horizontally and vertically, the red palm carried a terrifying murderous intent, sweeping in all directions. The gray palm, on the other hand, made it impossible for one to even muster the desire to fight, striking deep into Shi Xiaole’s soul no matter which direction it attacked from. The three palmar strengths were continuously interlaced, giving Shi Xiaole no chance to catch his breath.
"It’s no wonder he’s ranked ninety-seventh on the Emperor List; his strength may not be inferior to that of the Yinhua Sword Emperor."
The ranking of the Emperor List is quite credible, but it’s not entirely reliable – some might be hiding their true strength. For example, the Tri-Color Great Emperor before them was certainly not weaker than the Yinhua Sword Emperor.
Taking a deep breath, Shi Xiaole’s eyes became sharp. His mind and sword merged into one at this moment. They were no longer separate entities as he lightly moved his sword; it felt as if there was no resistance from the air, but it was the sword’s speed that was too fast, breaking free from all constraints.
Hisssss.
No sooner had the gold palm appeared than it was pierced by the sword light, collapsing before it could even take shape. The murderous intent of the red palm spilled down, but was continually weakened amid the constant oscillation of Sword Qi. The gray palm was the most powerful, but it also took the longest to build up. Before it could be unleashed, Shi Xiaole had already anticipated it, causing it to die before it was born.
Twisting his body, Shi Xiaole wielded the Cleansing Evil Sword, the previously scattered sword energies forming a net that covered the Tri-Color Great Emperor. Caught off guard, the latter heard a ripping sound as his long sleeve exploded into shreds and his arm was sliced open by the Sword Qi, leaving nine deep, bone-visible wounds as if they appeared simultaneously.
"What?"
The Golden Face Great Emperor, who had been watching the battle with interest, was visibly shaken.
The Yinhua Sword Emperor beside him, underneath his cloak, also had an expression of extreme shock mingled with barely concealed gloominess.
That was because Shi Xiaole’s sword move was too fast — not fast in the ordinary sense, but fast to the extreme, chaotically fast, faster than the speed at which the mind could perceive.
This was terrifying. The mind controls the body’s reactions. If the mind is deceived, how can the body dodge?
"This..."
The Purple Wood Sword Emperor, sitting on the back of the Divine Eagle, was at a loss for words, looking at Uncle Wang and Yan Zhenning, who sat unmoving with a smile on his lips, as if he had finally understood something.
"What’s going on?"
The most shocked person on the scene was the Tri-Color Great Emperor. He hadn’t figured out the situation yet, and the tide of the battle had already turned.
Facing Shi Xiaole’s effortlessly quick sword, he could almost only rely on luck, getting hit by at least three out of ten strokes. In less than a moment, his body was covered with numerous wounds. While such injuries were not a significant concern to the Tri-Color Great Emperor, what he was fighting for was the spirit of competition.
"Tri-Color Divine Palm, defeated!"
Fighting while retreating, the Tri-Color Great Emperor was secretly gathering his momentum. When it reached its peak, he suddenly rushed high into the sky, his palms merging into one and unleashing a combined strike. Gold, red, and gray lights instantly merged together, resembling a tilting milky way, overwhelming and unstoppable as they flooded towards Shi Xiaole.
Under this single palm strike, the heavens and earth became a tri-colored barrier.
"This is my strongest move, so what if you’re fast?"
The Tri-Color Great Emperor screamed inwardly with ferocity.
"Lightning Startling Swan."
Seeing his opponent putting forth all his strength, Shi Xiaole did not hesitate. His spirit, energy, and soul sublimated to a state of clear emptiness at that moment. With a swift sweep of his long arm, he and his sword blurred into one, then vanished into thin air.
The next moment.
A streak of blue light appeared above the tri-colored milky way before it, gently passing through the void.
"Not good!"
The Tri-Color Great Emperor’s eyes widened in astonishment, a strong premonition forcing him to retreat heedlessly, but he still failed to evade the sword light. A long gash opened from his left shoulder to his right rib, and the residual force struck him harshly, flinging him backward as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
