Sword Aura to the Heavens

Chapter 492: Chapter 487: Dao Achieved

Above the Capital, clouds and mist roiled and boiled; countless Cultivators were rushing toward the battlefield.

Within the battlefield, Jiang Yanzi and Li Fan were still separated by several hundred li.

Only to see Jiang Yanzi’s entire body bathed in golden rosy radiance, a golden halo appearing high above the Sky, ten thousand zhang of brilliance pouring down, making the phantom behind him seem clad in Golden Armor, gradually turning solid. At the center of his brow, a spear mark lit up; he raised his head and reached toward the heavens, and at once a Supreme Divine Weapon descended from beyond the sky and was clasped in his palm.

When a Qi Cultivator’s cultivation reaches the Seventh Realm, he becomes a Master Wan Xiang; this condensed Dao shadow is also called the True Body of Myriad Phenomena.

Jiang Yanzi’s fleshly body fused with the True Body of Myriad Phenomena, he standing at its core; golden divine radiance rippling out around him stirred up ten thousand waves of cloud. His sharp might seemed as though it would shatter the Nine Heavens; when his twin pupils fixed on Li Fan, the golden flames of wrath burning within were like the turning of sun and moon.

At this moment, Jiang Yanzi, at the peak stage of the Middle Realm of the Seventh Realm, was not holding back in the slightest. Leaving aside that Li Fan had already slain three Great Cultivators of the Seventh Realm from the Jiang Family, if such a terrifying man were allowed to continue to grow, the Jiang Family would surely be destroyed.

In his heart there was also a faint thread of remorse; had the Jiang Family not chosen to be this trailblazing pawn, things would not have come to this. A flourishing noble family with a legacy of a thousand years had, in the end, been somewhat overconfident—who could have imagined that they would be forced into such a perilous situation by a junior?

Turning again to the place where Li Fan stood, the Heaven and Earth Phenomenon still remained. Hundreds of millions of strands of sword light hung down like starlight; every descending sword pattern was inscribed with ancient characters, as though it contained the supreme Sword Dao laws between heaven and earth, rendering Li Fan like a Banished Sword Immortal.

"He is still undergoing the baptism of the Sword Dao." This thought shocked the hearts of all. They saw that Dao body like a Banished Sword Immortal raise his hand; with a single finger pointing downward, a Starry Sky Ancient Sword condensed into being and cleaved through the firmament, crossing a hundred li in an instant.

As the sword light blossomed, the golden radiance before Jiang Yanzi quivered; that ten-thousand-zhang golden divine glory was torn open by a rift. A sword came to kill, slashing toward Jiang Yanzi’s True Body of Myriad Phenomena, actually making even his Primordial Spirit tremble for an instant.

This sword was Soul Chasing, but compared with the Soul Chasing Sword that Li Fan had first comprehended back then, it was utterly different.

This single strike was enough to make the fleshly bodies of ordinary Seventh Realm Great Cultivators collapse, their Primordial Spirits fall into silent extinction, souls entirely scattered.

In the eyes of Jiang Yanzi’s True Body of Myriad Phenomena, resplendent golden spear lights bloomed; the spear mark between his brows flared with strange radiance. He stepped forward, thrusting the Golden Divine Spear in his hand—this spear seemed to contain Dao rhythm. As it shot out, tens of thousands of spear shadows appeared; in the instant of the thrust, terrifying destructive spear patterns swept out, shaking the space before him into violent convulsions.

At the instant the sword fell, that stretch of space seemed to be shredded. The destructive Spear Intent and Sword Intent swept across; the bands of light they formed all contained an aura of annihilation, tearing space apart like blades.

"Li Fan."

Jiang Yanzi roared, a thunderous shout that made the space over hundreds of li shudder. Golden rosy light flowed across the Sky, and a yet more colossal phantom figure appeared—it was Jiang Yanzi’s shadow.

"Even if my Dao falls today, I will bury you in this place."

The rolling voice boomed like heavenly thunder; that phantom grew ever larger, covering sun and sky. Countless people lifted their heads to look at the heavens, only to feel as if they were all shrouded beneath Jiang Yanzi’s shadow.

Is this the scene when a top-tier Great Cultivator of the Middle Realm of the Seventh Realm exerts their full strength?

Even in the Capital, it was extremely rare to witness a life-and-death battle between top Seventh Realm Great Cultivators. Cultivators of this level would never easily make a move; even if they did, they would mostly restrain their fighting, stopping short of fatality—how could they engage in such a mortal struggle?

Yet at this moment, Jiang Yanzi clearly intended to kill Li Fan at all costs.

"Boom..."

The void shuddered fiercely; blazing golden divine light illuminated a thousand li. The crowd saw Jiang Yanzi’s Dao body soar into the high heavens, descending beneath that sky-covering phantom. In his palm he held up a Magical Treasure, and with a forward fling of his hand, accompanied by a rain of golden divine brilliance, that Magical Treasure rapidly grew larger, transforming into a golden Ancient Treasure Tripod.

The golden divine radiance coiled around the tripod like mysterious yellow qi; the golden patterns upon the tripod’s surface seemed to come alive, and on its four sides were actually carved images of four divine beasts.

The crowd raised their heads to look toward the sky; threads of terrifying aura were suppressing downward. The countless Cultivators within the Capital felt it difficult even to look up.

To deal with Li Fan, who had just finished Breaking the Realm, the Jiang Family Patriarch had sacrificed a top-tier Magical Treasure. In a life-and-death battle, there could be no holding back at all.

Jiang Yanzi’s golden eyes were filled with murderous intent. From Li Fan’s previous sword, he already knew that the opponent’s Attack Power after his breakthrough was no weaker than his own. He could only bring out his most powerful killing move to execute Li Fan.

"Suppress."

With a wave of his sleeve, the Treasure Tripod descended. Li Fan’s figure retreated; only to hear Jiang Yanzi snort coldly, and an aura of terror swept out. An infinitely vast phantom Treasure Tripod covered a hundred li of space, crushing a portion of heaven and earth; as it suppressed downward, this stretch of space seemed on the verge of collapsing into ruin.

The Dao shadow that Li Fan had transformed into was entirely enveloped within. He raised his head to look at the suppressing Treasure Tripod; the four divine beasts pounced to kill, seeking to suppress and slaughter him here.

With a thought, Li Fan sent forth a broken sword from within his body. Ten thousand streams of sword light flowed into the broken sword, which rang out with a long cry, trembling without cease.

This sword had been obtained in the Secret Realm of the Xuanyuan Sword Dojo. Even though Li Fan had never been able to fully unleash its power, sheer sharpness of the sword itself was already that of a Divine Weapon.

Li Fan’s Primordial Spirit entered the broken sword. There was Sword Intent blocking his way—he had encountered this before. But now that his realm had broken through, his Primordial Spirit performed sword transformation, piercing through layer upon layer of obstruction, as if a thin membrane had shattered.

In an instant, Li Fan seemed to arrive upon an Ancient Battlefield. The blood-colored earth was strewn with corpses; countless Cultivators charged toward him to kill. High above in the sky, a peerless Sword Cultivator wielded a single sword, slaughtering until heaven and earth changed color. Yet those Cultivators seemed endless, growing ever stronger as they came; the Sword Cultivator was drenched in blood, his body covered in wounds.

In the end, he turned his body into a sword, merged with the blade, and sacrificed an unparalleled Sword Array, slaughtering all Cultivators between heaven and earth.

Ten-thousand-zhang sword radiance blossomed from the broken sword. The swords on the bodies of the Capital’s Sword Cultivators were trembling. The broken sword seemed to repair itself, condensing a Divine Sword phantom. Billions of strands of Sword Intent circled around the Divine Sword, as though transforming into a Sword Array.

"Go." Li Fan pointed a finger toward the sky. The sword light tore apart the divine beast phantom. The Divine Sword split the sky, slamming into that boundless, colossal Treasure Tripod phantom, upon which countless golden cracks appeared.

Bang...

The Divine Sword pierced through the Treasure Tripod phantom and continued upward, blasting toward the Treasure Tripod itself.

At the instant of impact, endless divine radiance spread outward in all directions. The Divine Sword surged straight up, knocking the Treasure Tripod into the high heavens, and the pressure weighing upon the people of the Capital dissipated along with it.

"Your turn."

Li Fan raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yanzi; those pupils of his were like sword eyes.

Jiang Yanzi’s golden pupils stared at Li Fan. The other party actually possessed such a heavy treasure as well. Yet even so, Jiang Yanzi had no thought of retreat. The battle intent on his body grew ever more intense. He was the Jiang Family Patriarch, Master Wan Xiang at the peak of the Middle Realm.

"Spear, come."

He threw his head back and roared. His Dharma Form fused with the myriad spear shadows in the sky. As Jiang Yanzi stretched out his hand, the Divine Spear appeared in his grip. Billions of long spear rays cascaded down, burying this stretch of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Jiang Yanzi was like a Divine General incarnate. The Divine Spear in his hand danced; billions of spear rays followed its motion, and in the sky a storm of spears took form.

"Li Fan, die!"

With a thunderous roar, Jiang Yanzi lowered his head. The Divine Spear split the sky; billions of spear rays converged into one. A blinding beam fell from the Sky, as if the firmament had been pierced through. A supreme spear shadow appeared, spanning heaven and earth, stabbing toward Li Fan.

In the instant the spear was unleashed, the golden light obscured everyone’s vision. Their hearts seemed to stop beating. Jiang Yanzi’s first strike was his strongest, aiming to slay Li Fan in one blow.

Li Fan lifted his head and glanced up. His Dao shadow formed the Condensed Sword Seal; ten-thousand-zhang sword radiance surged, merging into his body. He raised his hand and struck forward. A vast Sword Array appeared before him; within the array, stars and rivers seemed to flow, endless sword talismans circulated, ceaseless and unending.

The Divine Spear descended. That incomparably dazzling thrust stabbed into the center of the Sword Array. Billions of golden long spears pierced inward, slaughtering into the array, actually causing the Sword Array to collapse without stop. The Golden Divine Spear kept infiltrating the Array. In the blink of an eye it was about to pierce through the Sword Array and execute Li Fan.

"Die." Jiang Yanzi roared. In his eyes, that Sword Array had already shattered; Li Fan was doomed without a doubt.

"Hm?"

Just then, Jiang Yanzi’s eyelids twitched. It was as if a figure pierced through that ten-thousand-zhang golden light.

The next instant, a surge of crisis descended. Jiang Yanzi’s expression changed drastically. A white-robed immortal silhouette had already appeared right before him.

That white-robed immortal raised a finger. In an instant, towering Sword Intent poured down like an inverted river of heaven. All around him was deathly stillness; even time itself seemed to freeze.

"Bang..."

The sword finger fell. The Divine General phantom that Jiang Yanzi had manifested trembled for an instant, then countless strands of Silent Extinction Sword Light pierced through it.

In the Capital, countless people raised their heads to the sky. Their minds seemed to halt, their thoughts frozen on the scene before their eyes. Billions of sword lights pierced through the Divine General’s body; they could see the terror on Jiang Yanzi’s face.

The next moment, that Divine General phantom shattered, turning into countless motes of light that dispersed between heaven and earth, as if it had never existed.

Jiang Yanzi, dead.

"How did he do that?"

A single thought arose in everyone’s minds. Under the annihilating Divine Spear, how had Li Fan broken through that doomsday strike to appear before Jiang Yanzi and kill him with one finger?

Jiang Yanzi, at the peak of the Middle Realm of the Seven Realms, had actually been killed with a single finger by Li Fan, who had just recently Broken the Realm. This caused a thought to surface in their minds.

Li Fan has broken into the Seven Realms; his Great Dao is complete. Now, to kill him, one would likely need a top Great Cultivator in the late stage of the Seventh Realm.

In one day of attaining the Dao, he already stands with an invincible posture. What even his master Zuo Canglan failed to accomplish back then, he has accomplished.

In today’s battle, the Jiang Family in the Capital was annihilated.