Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

At this point, very few people dared to underestimate him just because he was an Alchemist.

"What sword are you using?" Huang Ping asked Ling Fei, his expression solemn.

Although he was surprised that Ling Fei had condensed a Cold Dao Mystical Seed, he showed no signs of backing down.

As a genius of the Sword Dao, he possessed his own pride and confidence.

"A sword?" Ling Fei's gaze flickered as he took out a Profound Tier Treasure Sword.

It was the Celestial River Sword.

After arriving at the Lingyun Sect, he hadn't gone to claim a Treasure Sword.

Additionally, while he had obtained many spoils of war from the Dongze Ruins, including Spirit Rank Treasure Swords, he had not yet refined any of them.

During this time, Ling Fei had been focused on Alchemy and condensing his Primordial Pill.

"Good. Since this is a duel of swords, it's best we use Profound Tier Treasure Swords." Seeing this, Huang Ping nodded slightly.

Spirit Rank Treasure Swords greatly enhance a person's combat power, so a difference in swords would affect the fairness of the battle.

The gap between Profound Tier Treasure Swords was much smaller.

With that, Huang Ping flipped his hand over and also produced a Profound Tier Treasure Sword.

All Cultivators started from the Low Tiers, so naturally, they would have such Treasure Swords.

"Please!" Huang Ping said, holding his Profound Tier Treasure Sword.

"Please!" Ling Fei said in a low voice, holding the Celestial River Sword.

The moment the words left his lips, a powerful Sword Intent began to coalesce around Ling Fei.

Naturally, a Sword Intent also began to emanate from Huang Ping.

As the two faced each other on the Martial Arts Platform, a dense Sword Intent permeated the air, causing the atmosphere to change in an instant.

The spectators couldn't help but hold their breath, their eyes fixed on the platform. They were eager to see just how strong this alchemy genius truly was.

Could he...

...truly contend with Huang Ping?

Gale Sword—Tornado!

Suddenly, Huang Ping moved. His body flickered, transforming into a gust of wind as he shot toward Ling Fei, his speed astonishingly fast.

WHOOSH!

A fierce wind even swirled up in his wake.

A sharp Sword Momentum Moved with the Wind.

At the same time, Sword Qi howled from his body, transforming into a raging gale that swept outward.

In an instant, the Sword Qi formed a tornado that sought to envelop Ling Fei. Each strand of Sword Qi was like a razor's edge, incredibly sharp and capable of slicing through gold and jade.

The moment Huang Ping attacked, he unleashed a piercing Sword Intent, causing many of the spectating disciples below the platform to hold their breath.

"Senior Brother Huang's Gale Sword is incredibly fast, emphasizing speed and ferocity. An ordinary person could never withstand such a swift and violent assault."

Some disciples from the Martial Vein whispered amongst themselves.

"Senior Brother Huang is the Sword Dao genius of our Martial Vein. If Ling Fei is really only competing with the sword, can he even take this first strike?" someone said with a sneer.

As for the other geniuses like Cheng Xianwu and Zhou Jian, they simply watched the Martial Arts Platform quietly, their expressions calm.

On the Martial Arts Platform, Ling Fei's Heart Spirit spread out. 'Gale Sword?' He sensed the Mystical of the Sword Momentum contained within the approaching gale.

'Sparring is about constant comprehension, analyzing the Mysticals of Martial Arts of others and comparing them with my own. That's the only way to continuously improve.'

'Swiftness means speed, and wind means agility. It carries Sword Momentum and attacks with an encircling force. It's indeed fierce and sharp.' After a brief analysis with his Heart Spirit, Ling Fei pinpointed the Mystical of the Gale Sword. 'But while his Gale Sword is fast and fierce, it lacks defense. The moment he encounters someone stronger, he'll be at a disadvantage.'

Celestial River Nine Swords!

With a thought, Ling Fei immediately struck.

SWISH!

The Long Sword moved, and Sword Qi whistled forth.

The Sword Qi was like a river, magnificent in its power yet incredibly sharp. It howled as it slashed upward from below, forcefully tearing an opening in the gale of Sword Qi before him and breaking through Huang Ping's attack. Then, the Sword River swept forward, crashing down like a monstrous wave.

The ferocious Sword Momentum made Huang Ping's breath catch in his throat.

'What an overbearing Sword River!' Huang Ping was slightly shaken but didn't panic. With a mental command, Pill Essence flowed out from within his body.

A surge of Sword Intent followed, pouring into his sword, and his aura suddenly skyrocketed.

Vortex Seven Slashes!

The low words escaped Huang Ping's lips as he brought his Long Sword down through the air.

Sword Qi immediately howled from the Treasure Sword, accompanied by gusts of a hurricane.

The Sword Qi, now a vortex, slashed toward Ling Fei's Sword River.

As the vortex churned, the Sword Qi acted like saw-toothed blades, tearing Ling Fei's Sword River apart piece by piece.

With just the first slash, Ling Fei's Sword River collapsed.

However, the second slash followed right behind it.

"This Vortex Seven Slashes is an ultimate technique Huang Ping comprehended. Once all seven slashes are unleashed, few can break them," Cheng Xianwu muttered from below the platform, his gaze flashing as he stared at Ling Fei. "If Ling Fei can't even handle the Vortex Seven Slashes, then there's no need for him to spar with the likes of us." His eyes drifted, intentionally or not, toward Zhou Jian beside him.

Zhou Jian remained impassive and silent, his gaze fixed on the Martial Arts Platform ahead.

'Tornado Sword... a fusion of wind and sword. The rotation of the wind makes it extremely fast, and the attacks are relentless, wearing down the defender. The Sword Momentum is sharp enough to break anything. The wind borrows the Sword Momentum, and the sword borrows the wind's power. Their fusion is indeed far more powerful than an ordinary Sword Dao Mystical.' Ling Fei understood clearly as he felt the might of this attack.

'An isolated vortex would never be this powerful.'

'An isolated Sword Momentum couldn't be this terrifying either.'

'Only by combining the two does it become so strong.'

'This is the advantage of a Mystical.'

'My Sword Momentum also fuses multiple Mysticals, like the True Dragon Mystical Technique, the Sword Dao Mystical, and even the Cold Dao Mystical. The principle is similar, though the paths we've taken are different.' Ling Fei mused. Through this exchange, his understanding of the Sword Dao Mystical grew clearer.

"Celestial River Nine Swords, the Second Sword!" As his comprehension of the sword clarified in his mind, Ling Fei's eyes flashed, and he unleashed his Long Sword.

SWISH!

The second form of the Celestial River Nine Swords was unleashed!

This form was even stronger than the last, now containing the added might of True Dragon Momentum.

BANG!

The Tornado Sword slashed down, crashing against Ling Fei's Sword River.

BANG! BANG!

The two exchanged blows continuously. In an instant, Ling Fei had unleashed eight swords, while Huang Ping had executed his seven slashes.

BANG!

On just the eighth sword, Huang Ping's Tornado Sword was shattered.

The overbearing Sword River surged forward, like a pouncing True Dragon. The sheer force of its momentum made Huang Ping's brow twitch as a look of dread crossed his face.

'Ling Fei's Sword Momentum contains another kind of power.' Huang Ping had also noticed the extraordinary nature of Ling Fei's strike.

"Where the will moves, ten thousand swords are born," Huang Ping muttered. His eyes flashed, and the Sword Qi around him erupted toward the sky, transforming into countless hurricane-like swords. They formed a dragon of Sword Wind that shot toward Ling Fei, its momentum like a torrential Sword Rain, completely inescapable.

"Senior Brother Huang was actually forced to use his Sword Intent!" many people exclaimed in surprise.

Anyone who understood Sword Intent knew that Huang Ping had just unleashed his Absolute Kill Strike.

An attack of this magnitude was enough to slay numerous Celestial Spirit Realm Cultivators.

SWISH! SWISH!

The endless Sword Qi raged forward, tearing apart and neutralizing Ling Fei's Sword River piece by piece.

Finally, Ling Fei's eighth sword was vanquished.

But at the very moment his eighth sword dissipated, Ling Fei moved.

Celestial River Nine Swords, Ninth Sword—True Dragon Emerges from the Sea!

SWISH!

The Ninth Sword was unleashed. The Sword Qi was like a rainbow, and Ling Fei's body merged with it, transforming into a Sword River that was also like a True Dragon pouncing forward.

Although he had utilized his True Dragon Momentum.

In Martial Arts, being able to borrow power and fuse multiple Mysticals was an extremely rare feat.

Many people couldn't even manage to fuse an additional Mystical.

"This Ling Fei's aura has gotten stronger." The moment this sword strike appeared, Cheng Xianwu's pupils abruptly constricted.

The perception of a Primordial Pill Realm expert was so powerful that they could capture the slightest fluctuation.