Chapter 182: Chapter 182: Just How Strong Is He?
At that moment, Gongsun Shiji approached Yue Wuchen and whispered a few words in his ear.
It then dawned on Ancient Moon City. ’So he’s not on the Martial Arts Ranking. No wonder!’
’Wait, how can he be this strong if he’s not on the Martial Arts Ranking? Even Sun Shufeng, who’s ranked third, was defeated in a single blow. Our Celestial Secret Mountain observes all the heroes of the East Continent, leaving no one out. When have we ever made such an error?’
Ancient Moon City froze. Suddenly, as if he’d sensed something, he reached out and turned his hand over. The Ancient Copper Mirror reappeared in his palm.
Ripples spread across the mirror’s surface as it began to glow faintly. The blurry figure within seemed to grow progressively clearer.
"Is it the Celestial Slaughter Star?"
Yuwen Jianchi’s expression changed, turning grave in an instant.
However, the faint glow from the mirror lasted but a moment before vanishing. The figure on its surface remained blurry. All that could be seen was his flowing white robe and the conspicuous, jet-black greatsword on his back.
"It’s not!"
Ancient Moon City shook his head.
On the Cloud Platforms to either side, a discussion broke out:
"This Shen Daoxing’s strength is certainly surprising, but Shen Mo Feng is no run-of-the-mill genius! He’s the first person in our East Continent in a thousand years to carve his name at the very peak of the Celestial Pride Stele. Even Dugu Sheng of old fell far short of that."
As he spoke, the man pointed toward the towering Celestial Pride Stele on the terrace. At its very peak was the single, prominent character: Shen.
The others nearby heard this, and their eyes widened in shock as they looked over!
’That’s right! The number one in the history of the East Continent! No matter how amazing Shen Daoxing is, he can’t possibly be a match for Shen Mo Feng.’
’No! I’m afraid even the Ancient Sword Marquis is no match for Shen Mo Feng.’
"Begin!"
Zhao Wufeng gave the command.
"Shen Daoxing, being able to defeat Shufeng in one move proves you have some ability. But it ends here!"
Shen Mo Feng spoke flatly, but then his entire aura shifted. An immense, invisible pressure erupted from his body. On the Cloud Platforms, the crowd felt their breathing seize up; they could barely get any air.
"Hah!"
With a great shout from Shen Mo Feng, the muscles all over his body suddenly swelled. With a RIIIIP, his clothes tore apart, revealing the bulging veins beneath.
His entire disposition changed completely. A dense, heavy red aura coalesced on his skin, and his killing intent was palpable. He looked like an entirely different person.
"It’s Shen Mo Feng’s Three Sword Demon Transformations!"
Someone on the Cloud Platform recognized it and cried out in alarm, "Years ago, Shen Mo Feng used these very Three Sword Demon Transformations to fight above his station! While only at the Profound Platform Realm, he killed a master three stages higher than him. That’s what made him the number one genius of the Daqian Empire’s younger generation. To this day, no one who has witnessed Shen Mo Feng’s Three Sword Demon Transformations has survived."
It was safe to say the Three Sword Demon Transformations were Shen Mo Feng’s ultimate killing move.
For Shen Mo Feng to use the Three Sword Demon Transformations right from the start showed just how seriously he was taking Shen Daoxing.
"BANG!"
Shen Mo Feng made his move. He took just a single, light step forward, yet the entire terrace floor spiderwebbed with cracks, even with the protective Restrictions in place.
The next instant, Shen Mo Feng had already appeared above Shen Daoxing’s head.
"Overlord Blade Slash!"
Shen Mo Feng roared, lifting his Mad Saber high. It condensed a ten-foot-long saber aura, which he then brought down with ferocious might. His massive frame blotted out Shen Daoxing’s view, his long hair flying wildly. He looked like a mad demon who had just emerged from countless slaughters.
Everyone on the Cloud Platforms shook their heads, thinking that Shen Daoxing had no chance.
But Shen Daoxing’s expression was serene, unchanging from beginning to end. Seeing Shen Mo Feng coming at him like a mad demon, he placed his hand on the hilt of the Demon Soldier Poison Fiend at his waist.
"SHIIING!"
A purple Sword Aura, so bright it illuminated the entire terrace, flashed past.
Shen Mo Feng’s massive body abruptly froze in mid-air. At the same time, a long, thin Sword Mark appeared on his body, stretching from his shoulder all the way to his abdomen.
"Urgh!"
Shen Mo Feng cried out as a Blood Arrow shot high into the air from his wound. He was sent flying backward, landing hard on the terrace with a THUD before sliding a good distance and coming to a stop.
Meanwhile, Shen Daoxing hadn’t moved an inch from his spot. He slowly sheathed the Poisonous Fiend as the crowd realized they hadn’t even seen how he attacked.
An uproar erupted on the Cloud Platforms!
In a single move, Shen Daoxing had defeated Shen Mo Feng in his Sword Demon Transformation.
"Huh???"
Instantly, everyone cast aside their disdain for Shen Daoxing. This was true for everyone, from Zhu Yingde, the Second Prince of the Great Yong Empire, to Liu Wancheng of the great Liu Family of Daqian. Shen Daoxing was no longer someone they were qualified to look down on.
Shen Mo Feng’s eyes went wide. Pushing off lightly with his feet, he leaped up and glared at Shen Daoxing with an extremely hostile look.
"Shen Daoxing, you are qualified to make me get serious."
As he spoke, Shen Mo Feng wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His aura suddenly shifted once more. To the crowd on the Cloud Platforms, it felt as if a colossal mountain was pressing down upon them.
Shen Mo Feng’s muscles swelled again. A red light flashed in his eyes, turning them blood-red. His already long hair grew instantly to his waist, making him look like an Asura Mad Demon returned from Purgatory.
"Here it comes! It’s here! The second of Shen Mo Feng’s Three Sword Demon Transformations! They say the Three Sword Demon Transformations is a Cultivation Technique created in ancient times by a great demon lord who achieved his demonic power through the way of the saber. Each transformation multiplies his power several times over!"
A spectator on the Cloud Platform cried out in shock.
"Shen Daoxing, just die!"
On the terrace, Shen Mo Feng had already leaped toward Shen Daoxing again. He took only a light step on the ground, but the entire terrace trembled.
"Overbearing Frenzied Saber Slash!"
Shen Mo Feng roared. In that illusory moment, the phantom of a Mad Saber, dozens of feet tall, appeared above his head. It looked as if it had just been through a slaughter, dripping with fresh blood.
As the great saber in Shen Mo Feng’s hands fell toward Shen Daoxing, the phantom Mad Saber came down with it, as if to sunder the heavens and the earth.
Shen Daoxing remained standing in place, unmoving.
He only slowly raised the Poisonous Fiend in his hand and swiped a finger across its blade.
Instantly, ten brilliant rays of light appeared around his body.
Wind, Rain, Lightning, Thunder, Wood!
Dark Sword Intent!
Blazing Sword Intent!
Geng Metal Sword Intent!
Slaughter Sword Intent, filled with endless killing intent!
And Ancient Wilderness Sword Intent, as desolate and unfathomable as ancient times!
All ten Sword Intents manifested around Shen Daoxing. Then, they converged, like ten intertwining Wandering Dragons soaring into the sky.
"SWISH!"
In a flash of lightning, in the blink of an eye, the ten Sword Intents sliced through Shen Mo Feng.
"BANG!"
The colossal phantom of the Mad Saber above Shen Mo Feng’s head instantly shattered.
Several crimson Blood Arrows shot high into the air from his body.
Shen Mo Feng froze, then opened his mouth and spat out a huge mouthful of blood. His figure trembled a few times before collapsing violently.
Just as his body was about to hit the ground, Shen Mo Feng managed to stretch out a hand, barely propping himself up.
’One move! It was just one move again!’
The crowd on the Cloud Platforms was utterly dumbfounded. ’Just how strong is this Shen Daoxing?’
The developments on the terrace had already exceeded everyone’s wildest imagination.
