Chapter 1299: Sword City Alive (II)
The most critical key to Sword City was the Sword Sovereign in the end. Li Hao nursed a bit of hope, but not too much. Anything valuable should’ve long been claimed by Li Daoheng. How would there be anything left for those who came later?
At the same time, there were certain things that Li Daoheng couldn’t take—such as the cultivation sites that the Sword Sovereign had comprehended dao at. Perhaps some of the Sword Sovereign’s true sword intent lingered there. That couldn’t be removed, could it?
The city also still stood. Maybe the congregation of the eight main cities would be able to unseal the world!
Sword marks could be seen everywhere in front of him. Li Hao stooped down and caressed an abrasion that still bore lingering sword intent. The sword intent erupted and stabbed into the young man’s hand. A golden light sparkled in his eyes, reading through time and space to peer at the original eruption of the sword intent.
A scene flashed through his mind—a swordsman unsheathed his weapon and cut down everything in sight! Mind and strength became one with his stroke. People died when he brandished his weapon!
An indelible mark was left on the premises!
“A Saint!” Li Hao murmured. That had been a true Saint whose core origin dao was still intact! The stroke came from the depths of space and time. He was certain that Empyrean Kings of this age would not be able to withstand it. They might be shredded as soon as the blow connected!
“Mental strength is depleted with one blow. That level of strength is sufficient to slay an Empyrean King of this age or those even stronger. This is... the sword dao of the Sword Sovereign!”
There was a severe flaw with the sword technique of the Lis—one could not fight for an extended duration with it. If one did not immediately kill the enemy with the initial blow, the wielder would be the one who died. Even the Sword Sovereign had been so.
His sword had been known throughout New Martial, but also the fact that he was doomed if he didn’t kill his enemy with one move. That move wasn’t any casual move from his repertoire, but one that truly depleted his mental qi and strength.
“The Saint counterattacked, but did not harm the enemy...” Li Hao could read the outcome from the sword mark that showed it had landed without being blocked or parried in any way. The mark was very complete!
This meant that the other had easily avoided the stroke. If the enemy had been Li Daoheng, then he was roughly at the Empyrean King level one hundred thousand years ago. Those were frightening implications!