Chapter 132 : Also Destined to Be the Foremost
Chapter 132: Also Destined to Be the Foremost
“Buzz…”
As the auras of the two erupted, the midday sky suddenly dimmed.
Endless winds and clouds surged, vast as tides, gathering layer upon layer like overlapping mountain ranges, as if countless divine mountains stood in the void, suppressing all living beings between heaven and earth.
Beneath the swirling storm, two figures in white stood tall, with billions of layers of clouds above their heads and the momentum of endless mountains and rivers beneath their feet.
They were clearly small, yet at this moment drew everyone’s gaze.
Though neither had made a move, an indescribable oppression arose in everyone’s hearts, as if the end of the world were about to descend.
For a time, the entire world fell into silence.
Many people bent slightly, as though bearing the weight of heaven and earth on their shoulders, unable to straighten their backs.
“Clang!”
A sudden sword cry shook everyone to their core.
The next moment, the Sword Saint of Cangshan moved.
His figure soared into the air, robes fluttering, hair wildly dancing, as the long sword in his hand was raised toward the heavens and then fiercely slashed down.
“Boom…”
A thunderous roar erupted.
Endless light gathered toward the Sword Saint’s hand, and in but an instant, it transformed into a heaven-supporting giant sword.
Demon-Slaying Sword Art… Sword Ten!
“Rip—”
The giant sword split the air, and space itself seemed like a curtain torn into two beneath its blade.
The boundless clouds were ripped apart, and blazing sunlight poured through the rift like immortal radiance, as if that single strike had torn open another world.
The giant sword cleaved the heavens and descended at extreme speed.
Wherever it passed, even the wind seemed to be silently split in two.
“What a sword!”
The Sword God murmured, divine light blooming in his eyes as fierce winds surged around him.
Without any warning, countless strands of sword qi appeared, forming a vast river.
They coiled around him like a storm of sword qi, lifting Sword God Ying Jiu into the air to face that giant sword head-on.
“Chi!”
In the next moment, Ying Jiu raised his sword and slashed toward the heavens.
“Boom…”
The storm winds and raging clouds—no! The winds and clouds converged into endless sword light, illuminating the entire sky.
The space around him seemed pierced by the sharpness of that infinite sword radiance, cracks appearing as rays of light emerged from all directions.
It was as though the sword light had pierced through the void of heaven and earth, stabbing holes into the immortal realm, allowing endless immortal radiance to flow into the mortal world.
“Chi!”
As the Sword God’s blade fell, the endless sword light gathered with boundless immortal radiance, forming countless luminous swords.
Like tens of thousands of flying swords dancing through the air, annihilating everything.
Myriad Swords Return to the Origin!
One sword as the core, with countless sword forms as support—every strike a killing move.
Each sword carried thousands upon thousands of rivers of sword light, coiling like golden dragons.
“Boom…”
The golden river of sword light collided with the giant sword of the Sword Saint of Cangshan.
At that instant, the sky completely dimmed, plunging into darkness. In everyone’s eyes, it was as though a blazing sun rose—and then exploded.
Billions of rays surged forth like countless flying swords, pouring out in all directions.
Dense white streaks were left across the void, as if heaven and space itself had been pierced through, leaving scars that could never heal.
“Hiss…”
Witnessing this scene, everyone sucked in a cold breath. Their scalps tingled, every hair stood on end, and even their souls trembled.
“So this is the battle between the Sword Saint and the Sword God?”
“If that strike had landed on the ground, it could have destroyed the entire imperial city!”
“Even the aftershock alone would leave me without a burial place!”
“Are they truly Profound Realm Grandmasters, and not supreme Divine Realm experts?”
For a moment, countless people outside the imperial palace cried out in shock.
They could not suppress it—it was an instinctive reaction upon witnessing a scene they would never forget in their lifetime.
With the rise of Myriad Swords Return to the Origin, rivers of sword light surged like golden dragons, shaking heaven and earth.
When Sword Ten was unleashed, the giant sword seemed to split heaven and earth, tearing apart all things.
When the two swords collided, it was like the sun shattering, endless sword qi spreading and piercing everything.
The spectacle was too terrifying.
“Worthy of being the Sword God and the Sword Saint!”
“Their Sword Dao has likely reached its absolute peak. For the next three hundred years, no one may surpass them!”
“With such a strike, even a lower-tier Divine Realm martial artist would have to avoid its edge!”
Even the Divine Realm observers hidden in the shadows could not help but sigh in admiration, their praise spilling out instinctively without thought.
“So strong! This is the Sword God and the Sword Saint!”
“How favored they are by the heavens… If only such sword techniques were mine…”
Before the Fengtian Hall of the imperial palace, Yu Taiyan’s body trembled, his eyes filled with shock.
Sword God Ying Jiu was at the middle stage of the Profound Realm, not far from his own strength.
The Sword Saint had only recently broken into the Profound Realm after forming his Sword Heart, merely at the lower stage.
Yet once their sword techniques were unleashed, it was likely that no Profound Realm Grandmaster in the world would dare fight them.
The sharpness of the Sword Dao was simply unreasonable.
No—or rather, blades, spears, staffs, fists, arrows… every path, once pushed to the extreme, surpassed imagination.
Some could suppress mountains and rivers with a single punch, stir the nine heavens with a single staff, or pierce the nine underworlds with a single spear… It was not the weapon that was strong, but the person.
Such individuals were called peerless geniuses—stunning in talent and brilliance.
Fighting across realms was as easy as eating and drinking for them.
“Why can’t it be used by me?”
“If I possessed such sword techniques… who in the world would dare oppose me!”
“At that time, I would be destiny itself!”
Yu Taiyan’s heart was filled with unwillingness.
Though he was also a Profound Realm Grandmaster, at this moment, he could not muster the courage to face the two.
“Myriad Swords Return to the Origin… with one sword, ten thousand swords are born; rivers of sword qi suppress the heavens!”
“Sword Ten—its power depends on the vastness of the heart; one sword can split the heavens!”
Watching the scene in the sky, Li Yunqing’s eyes were filled with shock.
The Sword Dao of the two had surpassed imagination.
“So this is true swordsmanship!”
“Compared to it, my Pacify the World and Pacify All Living Beings are like child’s play!”
At this moment, Li Yunqing fully understood the gap.
Yet she did not despair—rather, she felt boundless longing. After all, she had only cultivated for three months, and her contact with martial arts was just as brief.
Even with the ability to multitask tenfold, the difference in time, experience, and comprehension was difficult to erase.
“Buzz!”
Brilliant light burst forth from Li Yunqing’s brow as the sword techniques of the two replayed in her mind like a high-definition film.
Her powerful photographic memory gave her the chance to truly perceive the essence of swordsmanship.
For a time, her comprehension of sword techniques rose at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“Boom…”
The moment the sword qi in the sky dispersed, the two attacked once more.
The Sword Saint of Cangshan raised his sword and pointed it at the heavens. Endless sword qi surged upward into the vast sky.
The next moment, a giant sword descended from above, as if the heavens themselves had grown furious, opening their eyes to unleash a sword of the Heavenly Dao.
Ying Jiu did not retreat in the slightest. Beneath his feet, rivers of sword qi surged, like endless mountains and rivers gathering, lifting him into the air.
The sword in his hand slashed once more, seemingly calm and effortless.
Yet the golden rivers of sword qi suddenly solidified, transforming into tens of thousands of swords that shot into the sky.
One sword as the core, with countless sword forms as support.
At that moment, the sky dimmed, and stars appeared within the void.
Endless starlight transformed into sword qi, guarding Sword God Ying Jiu and the sword in his hand, as if to defy the heavens, slay gods, and destroy the world.
“Truly worthy of the long-inherited Myriad Swords Return to the Origin!”
“Truly worthy of Sword Heart as Heavenly Heart—using sword momentum to replace the momentum of heaven…”
Witnessing this scene, everyone fell into complete silence, unable to utter a single word, their eyes wide as they watched.
All their minds were immersed within it.
Only those few Divine Realm martial artists could spare the attention to speak in admiration.
“The Sword Dao talent of these two—if placed in the Age of Immortals and Gods, they would also stand as the foremost!”