Chapter 717: Volume 21: The Dark Path - 3: Ultimate Showdown (1)
Seeing that the evil spirit he had released from the Soul Refining Sword did not achieve the expected effect, and his opponent merely showed a hint of surprise before launching a powerful Cold Fighting Energy that solidified and shattered the evil spirit, Kaiserlon for the first time felt the troublesome nature of his opponent.
The evil spirit sealed within the body of the Soul Refining Sword was no ordinary spirit. Although he had not released the demon sealed by his Master during an adventure on the Continent, it was a millennia-old evil spirit he had conquered in his adventures. Its powerful erosive force had been somewhat strenuous to deal with even when he had not used the Soul Refining Sword, so he was surprised that his opponent had easily nullified it, showing a skill far superior to his own. The ease with which his adversary dealt with the assault from the evil spirit of the Dark Abyss indeed shocked Kaiserlon.
The rebounding force from the opponent’s Knight Spear also led Kaiserlon to gingerly inspect his Soul Refining Sword, relieved that it was undamaged by the opponent’s materialized fighting qi strength, although it did make his arm quite sore.
In fact, Solonberg did not have it as easy as Kaiserlon imagined. The bone-clinging devouring of the evil spirit nearly caused Solonberg a great loss at one point, but having immersed himself in the Dark World for so long, he had a lot of experience with such undead beings. To deal with these undead, one must either use Light Magic or pure Dark Magic, as only these two kinds of magic can achieve the best restraining effect. The counteracting Dark Magic immediately suppressed the crazed undead, having a strangely similar but effective approach to the undead magic of the Pan-dark series. However, what the opponent released this time was not undead magic, but an actual undead entity, a millennia-old evil spirit summoned with a special magic and sealed within the Soul Refining Sword!
After being suppressed momentarily, the millennia-old evil spirit immediately launched a counterattack, absorbing the Dark power of the Dark Magic, which further increased its strength. The charging evil spirit even took on an almost tangible shadowy form as it rushed toward Solonberg, who barely evaded its assault.
But after all, Solonberg was Solonberg. Twenty years of experience in the Dark World were not in vain. Suddenly exhaling and shouting, the fierce core energy burst forth from a mouth that had been built up over a lifetime. The powerful breath was enough to pierce metal and crack stone, blowing away much of the deadly energy from the frenzied evil spirit. Ice Cold Fighting Qi instantly petrified the millennia-old evil spirit in a moment, and with a light shake, all was reduced to petrified dust and vanished into the air as negative energy.
The frenzied strike made both parties realize that their strengths were not as simple as they had imagined, especially Kaiserlon, who understood that if he wanted to subdue this foe, he might have to reveal his true killing moves. Once he made up his mind, Kaiserlon did not hesitate—decisiveness was the nature of a soldier.
The Soul Refining Sword was raised again, swirling upward like a flowing black light. Under Kaiserlon’s full effort of Sacred Fighting Qi, the entire blade seemed to become elusive and undulating, like an elastic ribbon of light. With a gentle flick, it transformed into countless blades of light and shadow, spreading out into a magnificent fan shape.
Such a beautifully tragic sword technique! This was truly the ultimate skill of Aristotle, unpredictable sword shadows that even in Solonberg’s darkly radiating eyes were elusive. This was the first time Solonberg had faced an opponent with sword shadows so capricious that it was impossible to guess the point of attack, the frenetic Sacred Fighting Qi pulled inwardly in a deliberate suppression, its inner cohesion making the piercing sword cries secretive, and Solonberg could even feel the looming explosion of the opponent’s strike that would not cease until death.
The fierce onslaught from his opponent did not scare Solonberg but rather ignited his endless fighting spirit and interest. What could be more enjoyable than battling against the heavens, which is eternally elusive, or against others, which is dazzling and brilliant? Such intense refinement was exactly what he needed on his journey in pursuit of the pinnacle of the Martial Dao.
A faint black mist rose from Solonberg’s body and quickly poured into the hands gripping the Knight Spear. Since his opponent had already opened the gate to unscrupulous tactics, there seemed to be no reason for him to keep adhering to Knight Principles any longer. The Dark Corrosion Magic was activated immediately, and with Komer’s magic enhancement, Solonberg’s Dark Magic was released twice as fast as usual. In the blink of an eye, a thick black haze had already enveloped the trembling blade of the Knight Spear, pressing forward toward his opponent!