Sword Aura to the Heavens

Chapter 462: Chapter 457: Seeing You Off

"Draw your sword."

Everyone gazed at the battlefield, fully aware that the contest for Da Li’s next generation’s strongest Sword Dao would soon determine a victor.

"Jiang Taie has unlocked the Sword Scripture of the world, pursuing the ultimate extreme in Sword Dao; he cannot be defeated." A Sword Cultivator from the Lingxiao Pavilion murmured, though their words lacked the momentum from before the battle, especially after hearing Jiang Taie declare that this still wasn’t Li Fan’s peak state.

Perhaps, at this moment, even a sliver of doubt crept into their hearts: could there really be an unexpected outcome?

Yet they swiftly regained their conviction—Jiang Taie will not lose.

At this moment, Jiang Taie, with his Sword Heart transparent and Sword Body luminous, seemed to have become an adolescent Sword Immortal, resonating with the swords of the heavens.

The world shone with a blinding light, dazzling like sunlight—it was sword light, and also the sword itself... all of Jiang Taie’s incarnations lit up simultaneously, an endless sword light illuminating the space, with its endpoint being Li Fan’s body.

"Sword, the lethal weapon of slaughter, an indestructible Divine Weapon. Where the sword reaches, all ceases to exist." Jiang Taie’s body was as bright as the sun, his voice akin to the sound of the great Dao, resembling the speech of a Sword Immortal.

As the boundless sword light thrust toward Li Fan, all seemed to see countless swords aiming to slay him—an unsolvable sword, a fatal sword, unavoidable.

The swords cultivated by the two seemed to share the same characteristic: if they couldn’t be received, death was certain.

Wherever one looked, it seemed that space itself was about to be cut by the sword—this was the Sword of Slaughter of the Peak of Six Realms’ strongest Sword Cultivator, the extremely sharp Tai E Sword, in pursuit of the world’s purest, sharpest sword.

Beneath the Seven Realms, no one in Li Fan’s position dared claim they could survive.

Li Fan did not move; even the fastest movement technique in the world couldn’t evade this deadly strike, so he chose not to dodge.

The Great Dao sword resounded, Sword Bones roared, and at the center of his brow, light burst forth as if ancient Sword Dao characters were summoned, appearing as countless Sword Dao runes surrounding Li Fan’s body.

These runes encircled Li Fan, transforming into swords and forming a circular Sword Veil around him. When the extremely brilliant sword light descended and pierced the Sword Veil, the ancient characters vibrated, and the veil also shook, yet it still protected Li Fan unwaveringly.

"Another top-tier Sword Scripture." Seeing this scene, everyone sighed with emotion at Li Mountain—just how many does it hide?

"Raise the sword."

As Jiang Taie’s words fell, a golden incarnation vanished from its original position, instantly appearing before Li Fan, slashing a magnificently dazzling strike. This sword cleaved across, the golden blade tearing through the Sword Veil, aiming at Li Fan’s true form, yet the sound of a dragon’s roar resounded through the void. A dragon-shaped sword coiled around Li Fan, blocking the strike.

"Meteor."

Numerous figures of Jiang Taie simultaneously thrust their swords from different directions—like golden meteors falling, instantly cutting through space, reaching the pinnacle of speed.

"Bang..." The meteor sword fell, piercing the Sword Veil, but its power was slightly diminished. Li Fan, gripping the dragon-shaped sword, swept outwards, instantly extinguishing several figures simultaneously.

"Listening to the rain."

As Jiang Taie’s words fell again, multiple swords emerged simultaneously, and as they appeared around Li Fan, the blades resembled a sky full of golden rain, seemingly about to shred the newly formed Sword Veil into pieces.

Li Fan’s sword rose once more.

But just as he deflected this sword, Jiang Taie’s incarnation struck again—this time, the sword was named "Breaker of Armies."

Within the dojo, Guan Shanyue watched the repeated sword strikes, with deep eyes reflecting the sword moves, seemingly trying to discern the essence of those swords.

This endless swordsmanship, where each sword was a top-tier Sword Dao killing move, or rather, each sword represented a set of sword techniques.

And Jiang Taie effortlessly blended these sword techniques, deploying them continuously and seamlessly with his incarnations, one strike following another.

"Well-known is Jiang Taie, who has thoroughly studied the Sword Scripture of the world, mastering it upon seeing. To witness it today proves it true; each form embodies the essence of a Sword Scripture’s killing move. He has fused the essence swords of multiple sword techniques together, forming a single sword art. Such a talent in Sword Dao is truly unheard of." Someone couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishment.

Most Sword Cultivators in the world, if they can completely comprehend just one sword move, can travel the world by it, like the Sword Sect of Ten Thousand Blades in the Lingxiao Pavilion, which many Sword Cultivators struggle to fully decipher throughout their lives.

"Is this the realization of true Sword Intent? Countless incarnations, each like the original, every incarnation a Peak of Six Realms Great Sword Cultivator."

There are many geniuses in the world, but being a genius seems merely the threshold for meeting Jiang Taie.

One of his incarnations alone could rival a genius Sword Cultivator.

"Yet, Li Fan is by no means weak. Facing collective assaults, he remains calm under pressure, showing no sign of defeat and still holding strong—such combat prowess does not disgrace the name of Li Mountain."

"But ultimately, he is trapped, beset by multitudinous swords, facing endless killing moves. How long can he endure?"

On the battlefield, Jiang Taie’s sword seemed unrelenting, each strike stronger than the last, stirring a terrifying Sword Aura storm around Li Fan.

"Isn’t Li Fan a practitioner of both Martial Arts and Daoist skills? Why not use them?" someone wondered.

"In a battle of Sword Dao, victory is determined by the sword," someone replied.

Li Fan represents the Li Mountain Sword.

As Jiang Taie’s sword moves grew increasingly powerful, the sword wielded by Li Fan also seemed to gain strength. The Sword Intent in the world resonated, and more and more Sword Dao characters appeared around them.

Meanwhile, the aura surrounding Li Fan seemed to be ascending.

"What’s happening?" Someone saw that a blinding light burst from within Li Fan, his blood and energy transforming into a sword, resonating with the heavens and the earth. Though already in the Heavenly Sword Form, he appeared to be further sublimating.

As another sword was slashed out, rivers of Sword Aura appeared on the battlefield, and countless Sword Dao characters, resembling stars in the sky, manifested around Li Fan.

Jiang Taie’s gaze fixed on the figure in the sky. After many years, he once again saw Li Fan enter this state. At this moment, Li Fan was in his full glory.

"You finally decided to truly draw your sword," Jiang Taie looked down, addressing Li Fan.

"If I draw my sword, you won’t have a chance."

Li Fan looked at Jiang Taie; with his Heavenly Sword Form entering the Heavenly Nine Declines, Jiang Taie’s advantage in realms was no longer relevant.

"Crush the Stars."

As Jiang Taie’s voice fell, nine incarnations simultaneously charged, each striking out with a sword, causing the void to tremble.

Li Fan still looked up at Jiang Taie. Ancient Sword Dao characters formed a terrifying sword wall, floating around him. When Jiang Taie’s sword came thrusting, each character shattered. But at this moment, the sword in Li Fan’s hand vibrated, and instantly, a storm of destruction obliterated everything. Those incarnations shattered before they could reach him.

"No matter how many sword moves there are, they’re ultimately trivial. You should understand this." Li Fan gazed at Jiang Taie. If there is a sword to kill for sure, what is the point of cultivating countless swords?

The cultivation of Sword Dao is not about how many Sword Scriptures one has comprehended.

"Is this also the Li Mountain’s Sword Scripture?" As a top-tier Sword Cultivator, Jiang Taie naturally understood Li Fan’s words and asked while looking at the Sword Dao barrier formed around him.

"Yes, the Li Mountain Sword."

Li Fan responded, saying that the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sword Scripture naturally belongs to the Li Mountain Sword, the Sword Scripture passed down by the ancestors.

"You’re right; cultivating more Swordsmanship is ultimately trivial." Jiang Taie replied to Li Fan’s words, took a deep breath, and said solemnly, "In that case, let me see the Li Mountain Sword."

A sword appeared between his eyebrows, which then enlarged continuously, hanging before Jiang Taie. His body burst forth with sword light like a blazing sun, and the incarnations in the world transformed into swords returning to his Sword Seed.

"Clang..."

A crisp sound echoed out, and behind Jiang Taie, an immense figure appeared, like the descent of a Sword Immortal. Jiang Taie floated within that phantom, wielding a sharp sword.

At this moment, he was the Sword Immortal.

"Is this the Sixth Realm?"

At this moment, whether in the dojo, on the streets, or amongst hidden cultivators in the mountains, all held their breath. No one spoke; they were merely watching a sword that seemed like a divine descent.

"Go."

With a press of his finger downward, it seemed like a Divine Sword descended upon the world, aimed at Li Fan. Ten thousand swords emerged, falling down, and as this sword descended, all laws perished.

Li Fan defied the current upward, vanishing in an instant, charging towards that sword. Under the dazzling sword light, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Swordsmanship, Ashen.

The two beams of light collided, and the sky seemed to tremble violently. The radiance of the Taia Divine Sword remained blindingly brilliant, yet the surrounding ten thousand swords were annihilated, as if leveled.

Li Fan’s body remained suspended in the air, while Jiang Taie’s sword had vanished.

Their gazes met once more, and after a brief extinguishment, Li Fan’s aura surged again, stronger than before.

"You wish to see this sword; I shall fulfill your wish," Li Fan said, looking at Jiang Taie.

"Thank you."

Jiang Taie responded. No one understood why such a dialogue was taking place.

But at the next moment, they saw Jiang Taie’s body disappear under the blinding sword light. Beneath the gigantic virtual image resembling a Sword God, a beam of light descended, seemingly burning.

"I send you on your way."

As Li Fan’s words fell, his body vanished once more, and collided with the descending Sword of Light.