Chapter 189 - 141: Sword Saint
When discussing the most talked-about figures in Song Country as of late,
the Saint Demon Sect Master was undoubtedly the most prominent, the very focus of the nation.
In the battle at the Capital Region, the Saint Demon Sect Master displayed terrifying Combat Power and shot straight to the top of the Celestial Tier rankings.
Lu Changfeng’s abrupt rise to prominence even influenced the Daliang Army’s strategy.
The Emperor of Daliang had no choice but to accept greater losses and quicken the pace of his attack.
Ever since Lu Changfeng revealed his true power, Pei Yuanshi had consistently regarded him as his hypothetical foe.
Pei Yuanshi’s own strength surpassed that of Li Zongdao, the former second-ranked master on the Celestial Tier. He was confident that even if he fell short of Yang Jingtian at his peak, the gap was not a large one.
This was why he was confident he could face Lu Changfeng.
According to the secret reports from Daliang spies in the Capital Region, while Lu Changfeng’s saber strike was terrifying,
Lu Changfeng himself had also broken an arm.
The Combat Power he displayed was terrifying, but his own flaws were also obvious—for instance, his speed and the durability of his physical body.
’If I play my cards right and find a way to dodge or block that one strike, I should be able to survive, even if I can’t defeat him.’
Within Pei Yuanshi’s field of vision, an Ancient Fire Qilin slowly approached, treading on clouds.
Pei Yuanshi’s body tensed, and his hand rested lightly on the longsword at his hip.
Lu Changfeng stood atop the Fire Qilin.
Facing the Daliang Sword Saint, even Lu Changfeng dared not get too close.
Getting within the ten-meter detection range of his interface was out of the question.
Just as in the previous Rebirth Realm battle in the Capital Region, the combatants had begun their exchange from over a hundred meters apart.
For Rebirth Realm Martial Artists, the moment they came within ten meters of each other was likely the moment that decided life and death.
"Saint Master, you have appeared here and slaughtered my Daliang soldiers. Do you intend to go to war with Daliang?" Pei Yuanshi demanded, his hand on the hilt of his sword.
He looked ready to draw his sword at the slightest provocation.
Lu Changfeng stood upon the Qilin’s back, his purple robes billowing in the wind.
Lu Changfeng knew that war with Daliang was inevitable, but the Saint Demon Sect had not yet fully consolidated its resources. Now was not the time to fight.
However, since Pei Yuanshi had already taken this stance, with all eyes upon them, Lu Changfeng naturally couldn’t afford to lose face for the Saint Demon Sect by revealing his true purpose.
"People have long been comparing me to you, the great Daliang Sword Saint."
"Today, I’ve come to see if you’re worthy of the name."
Lu Changfeng opened the Ba Snake Space, and a Profound Iron Long Saber appeared in his hand.
Pei Yuanshi’s pupils contracted. ’He appeared in Jiangzhou Prefecture City for no reason other than to test me with a single move?’
’This Saint Demon Sect Master is just as the legends say—completely unpredictable!’
The midday sun was intense.
Pei Yuanshi slowly drew his sword.
Opposite him, Lu Changfeng angled his long saber toward Pei Yuanshi, his imperious gaze granting the Sword Saint ample time to prepare.
His slow draw was, of course, a deliberate act to give his soldiers enough time to retreat.
He trusted that the Saint Master would not be bothered by this small delay.
Once he saw the soldiers had mostly retreated,
Pei Yuanshi breathed a sigh of relief and fixed his gaze entirely on Lu Changfeng.
This man was the foremost expert of Song Country, a grand title, but Pei Yuanshi had his own reasons for daring to stand against him today.
Pei Yuanshi.
The Daliang Sword Saint, born in the Daliang Capital, possessed the blood of the Daliang Royal Family.
After he displayed his unparalleled Sword Dao Talent, the Daliang Royal Family gave him their full support.
For the first half of his life, he was devoted to the sword and knew nothing else.
At fifteen, he comprehended Sword Intent.
At twenty, he comprehended Intermediate Sword Intent.
At thirty, he forged an Advanced Sword Intent—Unrivaled Sword Intent.
Now sixty, his cultivation has reached the Spirit Body Realm, and the refinement of his Martial Arts True Intent is second to none.
Pei Yuanshi believed that, with the exception of the saber master Yang Jingtian from three hundred years prior, no one for centuries could have been his match.
Until Lu Changfeng burst onto the scene.
Lu Changfeng’s saber strike clearly utilized a different form of energy.
It was a power completely distinct from Advanced Martial Arts True Intent—the very power *beyond* it that Pei Yuanshi had been desperately pursuing.
Lu Changfeng’s appearance gave him a glimmer of hope.
Pei Yuanshi hoped to catch a glimpse of this power through Lu Changfeng’s attack.
"Then please, Saint Master, show me that saber strike."
Pei Yuanshi’s longsword left its sheath. This was a Spiritual Energy Long Sword, a weapon of the Spiritual Artifact Level that could only be forged by a rare Swordsmith of the Rebirth Realm.
The Spirit Sword shimmered with a cyan light. Using the Spirit Sword to attack could amplify the power of Pei Yuanshi’s Sword Aura.
Pei Yuanshi gathered his Unrivaled Sword Intent. This Martial Arts True Intent, which he had refined to its absolute limit, was terrifyingly powerful.
Pei Yuanshi poured his Martial Arts True Intent and a massive amount of Spiritual Power into the Spirit Sword in his hand.
The Spirit Sword rose into the air, instantly swelling to dozens of times its original size! Gusts of spiritual wind howled around its blade!
"This is my strongest attack, the True Unrivaled Spirit Sword! Li Zongdao himself fell to this very move!"
Pei Yuanshi sought to take his manifested Martial Arts True Intent a step further, to give it true physical form.
This had led to the creation of his Spirit Sword, and this method of attack: infusing his Martial Arts True Intent into the sword to guide it.
Lu Changfeng’s expression didn’t change.
Inwardly, however, he was lamenting. ’Doesn’t this old guy know when to back down?’
’Looks like I’ll have to endure the pain of a broken arm again today.’
’What a waste. It took six months for this right arm to heal.’
’Hmm, I can’t just keep letting my right arm take all the damage.’
To be fair, this time, Lu Changfeng raised his left arm.
Lu Changfeng looked at his interface.
Supreme Talent [Annihilation Saber Domain (Annihilation Value: 240/∞)].
In half a year, the Annihilation Value had risen to 240.
’More than enough for now.’