Chapter 1291: Chapter 1289: The First Appearance of the Demon Martial Way
Two streaks of blade light descended from the sky, and the oppressive force of the first one alone made Che Renzhong and the Great Battles Emperor feel the blood seeping from every pore, unable to muster any strength to resist.
The oppressive force of the second was even more terrifying, invisible but overwhelming, like a towering tsunami that, just as they managed to lift their heads, filled them with utter despair from the inside out.
The experts from East Victory City were blank inside their minds.
Even the warriors from East Victory engaged in distant battles couldn’t help but glance over, their faces filled with sorrow. This was the end of top figures, and wasn’t it also their eventual fate, sooner or later?
Just then, a streak of azure suddenly lit up from the end of the battlefield, like a surging river that swept over in the blink of an eye, directly confronting the two streaks of blade light.
Clang!
Boom!
The heavens and earth seemed to collapse, with large chunks of the void falling down in shushes, pulverized by the remaining force of the attack, although not quite to dust, but not far off.
A barrier of Sword Qi appeared in front of Che Renzhong and the others. Under the onslaught of the blade’s Qi, the surface developed dense ripples, but it never ruptured.
On the other hand, a large number of warriors from the other side, the Celestial camp, were caught in the blast, exploded into a mist of blood without even a chance to scream.
A ray of sunlight pierced through the remaining aftershocks of Qi.
In front of the East Victory army, there appeared a young man in azure clothes, pristine and dust-free.
He held a long sword above his head, and the sunlight sprinkled onto the blade, scattering into mottled spots of light, making the young man in azure seem to be coated in a layer of gold, radiating a captivating brilliance.
"Who are you?"
The middle-aged man’s pupils constricted.
How could he not tell that Shi Xiaole was not a Supreme Lord, nor was he possessed by one, yet he blocked his two strikes, proving the boundless strength of the opponent, who perhaps had no equal below the Supreme Lords.
"Your killer."
Shi Xiaole said indifferently.
The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp as a venomous snake locking onto its prey, licking his lips as he said, "Fool, do you realize that just now, I only used half of my power? After all, there’s no need to go all out against ants."
His words were like a bucket of cold water dousing the East Victory warriors who had cheered for Shi Xiaole’s arrival, chilling them to the core.
Compared to the past, the power of their great leader had clearly progressed a bit.
But the enemy seemed even more terrifying than they had imagined. If he was not bluffing, he had only used half his power—how could they possibly defend against that?
"Shattered Air, this child is the one who killed our clan’s prodigy. Strike for me, chop off this dog’s head to appease the spirit of our clan’s prodigy!"
The moment Shi Xiaole appeared, an old man with inverted-V eyebrows in the Celestial camp suddenly roared in rage, his aura exploding like a falling star that shook the heavens and earth. He stared at Shi Xiaole with venomous hatred.
Wansheng Madman was the name of the old man with the white eyebrows. Even in the warrior-packed lands of the Celestials, Wansheng Madman’s strength ranked among the top ten and he was the leader of this operation.
The most beloved prodigy of Wansheng Madman’s clan was none other than the Wansheng Madman himself, an undefeated warrior below the Supreme Lords.
Everyone believed Wansheng Madman could become a Supreme Lord, and an apex one at that. This crossing was merely a stepping stone.
One could imagine the shock and rage of Wansheng Madman and the entire Wansheng clan when the news of the prodigy’s death returned. In fact, the entire Celestial realm was stirred.
"Is this person the one who killed Wansheng Madman, Shi Xiaole?"
"He seems to be quite capable."
"More than capable? Could you have withstood two strikes from the Shattered Space Blade Ancestor?"
In the Celestial camp, besides the Supreme Lords, there were also many Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors and the prodigious talents sent by various clans. Upon seeing Shi Xiaole, each of them had a complex look on their face.
Even if they were enemies, they had to admit that Shi Xiaole was indeed the strongest Void Origin Realm master they had ever seen. Who could match the sword strike he had just delivered?
Not to mention the present, even going back ten thousand, a hundred thousand years, there was no one who could match it. If they had to name someone, it would probably only be those three legendary Celestial Masters who were infinitely close to breaking through the void.
Of course, this was on the same level.
The middle-aged man in the battlefield, being possessed by the Shattered Space Blade Ancestor, could almost be considered half a Supreme Lord, with shocking and heaven-defying methods. Even if Shi Xiaole was strong, he absolutely couldn’t be his match.
It is an irrefutable truth that a Supreme Lord cannot be defeated across levels, even if it’s just half a Supreme Lord, they are incomparable to those who are not Supreme Lords!
"Kill!"
Wansheng Madman was unable to contain his rage, suddenly thrusting a punch towards Shi Xiaole in the battlefield, and as soon as the punch was thrown, it was absorbed by the silver barrier in the sky.
Though it caused no harm, the fleeting ferocity of the attack still made everyone in the pit feel a chill down their spine.
Shi Xiaole’s expression didn’t change, he didn’t even bother to take another look at Wansheng Madman. This reaction only intensified the murderous intent of Wansheng Madman and the Wansheng warriors, wishing they could immediately take his head.
"Did you hear that? A great figure wants you dead, no one will save you today. Tsk, you might be the strongest Void Origin Realm warrior ever known, but killing you would certainly make my name immortal. Remember, your killer is the Shattered Space Blade Ancestor!"
Gathering his power to the limit, the middle-aged man took steps forward, each step boosting the intensity of his blade aura. The resulting overwhelming blade pressure squeezed wrinkles into the surrounding void that were so numerous it made one’s scalp tingle.
The middle-aged man raised his long saber, like a flood that found its outlet, dark clouds gathered overhead, thunder rolled, and the heavens and earth changed color at the saber’s ascent.
"Shattered Life Path Strike!"
Everything was completed in an instant, the middle-aged man laughed wildly, leaping up with the conviction of victory, and struck out with his strongest saber slash towards Shi Xiaole.
The void erupted with boundless torrents, turning the world into a vacuum, the spread of the saber’s force faster than what a Void Origin Realm Martial Emperor could react to.
For warriors below the Sky Origin Realm, this was a death strike!
"Child!"
Atop the walls of East Victory City, the Holy Empress let out an urgent cry of alarm, ready to forcibly activate the Array System and bring Shi Xiaole back.
She was the Holy Empress, indeed, but she was also a mother who had lost her child for many years and had him returned; no one would be allowed to harm her child.
A hand stopped her.
Shi Xuanzhong’s gaze was resolute.
That was his child, and for that very reason, he knew better than anyone that each person must bear the consequences of their own choices, without exception due to status.
What’s more, having absorbed the memories of his other self, he inexplicably trusted this son, feeling that he wasn’t a reckless man, one who would knowingly face sure defeat.
Child, will you let me down?
"Too impulsive!"
"He probably hasn’t yet realized just how strong the Supreme Lords truly are; even a spiritual body capable of only summoning Vigorous Air can sweep away any non-Supreme," said the Supreme Lords of East Victory on the city walls, naturally astonished by the prowess of Shi Xiaole’s sword, but now they could only feel regret, and a small portion of them were filled with mocking and ridicule.
"The Holy Monarch’s son, better off dead."
The Supreme Lords of the Fire Stiff Palace sneered secretly, seemingly already witnessing Shi Xiaole dying beneath the saber’s edge.
In this moment, Shi Xiaole suddenly felt a sense of life being like a dream.
Decades ago, he had personally witnessed the Shattered Space Blade Ancestor using the Wuyuan Palace’s Array System to obfuscate the will of heaven and earth, clashing from afar with one of Shi Xuanzhong’s avatars. (Chapter Eight Hundred Eighty)
Back then, the Shattered Space Blade Ancestor seemed overwhelmingly formidable to him, as different as cloud and mud; he couldn’t even catch a single finger from him. But now, he was meeting his opponent on the battlefield and clashing head-on.
"I, Shi Xiaole, have never been defeated by my equals, and even if I am to be defeated, it will certainly not be by your hand."
With the strength of his mid-phase life-and-death martial arts at a hundred and ten percent, Shi Xiaole naturally couldn’t overcome the Shattered Space Blade Ancestor, and the Wind Sword Way was equally useless. But who could know that he had also mastered a Supreme Martial Arts, not inferior to the life-and-death martial arts?
The Demon Martial Way!
And it was nearly at the late-phase hundred and ten percent level of the Demon Martial Way. Today, let all of you witness it!
Without dodging or evading, Shi Xiaole leapt up as well, a ferocious, vicious, and utterly ruthless and merciless aura suddenly spreading from within him.
The sky, rendered empty, was instantly dyed black—a pitch-black darkness, like ink drops in a bowl, with the source of the ink being a young swordsman named Shi Xiaole, clad in green.
Under the influence of this aura, it seemed as if Shi Xiaole’s entire body was covered in a hazy black glow, yet his features remained undiminished by it, lending him an indeterminate realness, as if he were a devil from the deepest hells, neither entirely righteous nor entirely evil, exuding an aura of terror and destruction.
Raising his power to the limit, Shi Xiaole’s right arm moved gently, sweeping out the Cleansing Evil Sword slowly yet rapidly at an oblique angle, casting a merciless black sword aura that blanketed most of the sky. It was like divine light from hell, bringing with it thousands of shrieking voices, slaying gods and devils, annihilating the six realms, unmatched and selfless.
Compared to this sword, Liu Ruofei’s killing sword seemed so benign and ordinary, unworthy of even the term ’hellish’.
The Six Extinguish Selfless Sword the twenty-third!
Under the boost of the Demon Martial Way, this strike unleashed unprecedented power, even exceeding Shi Xiaole’s own imagination.
Before the edge of the sword even reached, it dyed the Shattered Space Blade Ancestor’s blade aura black.
But it was not over!
After swinging one sword, Shi Xiaole pulled forth the power of life-and-death martial arts and struck again with lightning speed—a second sword, a third sword.
Three consecutive strikes.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
There was silence in heaven and earth, as all sounds were swallowed by the aftershocks of their clash.
The sky shattered and reformed, reformed and then shattered again; fortunately, the two had ascended to high altitudes, otherwise, countless martial artists in the pit below would have perished.
Crack crack crack...
The black lightning formed by Sword Qi was smashed to pieces, as if at the boiling heart of an inky sea, it was suddenly bisected by an unrelenting surge of Sword Qi, which continued unabated to stab at a tremendous speed towards what lay ahead.
Splash!!
The blood was also black, filled with a violent desire for destruction. A wounded figure resembling an arrow retreated explosively, clutching the wound with his left hand, his pale face marked with utter shock and horror.
It was the middle-aged man possessed by the Shattered Space Blade Ancestor.
"What?!"
"The Shattered Space Blade Ancestor has been repulsed?"
The Celestial camp was in an uproar.
From the Supreme Lords to the warriors of the Spiritual-Passage Realm, everyone was dumbfounded, unable to believe their own eyes.
What is a Supreme Lord?
Invincible under the heavens, supreme above all, not to be challenged by peers—a universally acknowledged truth in the lands beyond the sky. Even if only half a Supreme, possessing the body of a Void Origin Realm Martial Emperor, could easily crush any non-Supreme.
But what had just happened?
In head-to-head combat, the Shattered Space Blade Ancestor was defeated by a young man from East Victory, defeated without excuse!
