Volume 3 - Chapter 370: Sixth Stage of the Sword Dao - Part 2
"That guy!"
Shen Wuji was shaken. His fists clenched in disbelief. That man had actually held back so much power earlier!
The true essence of the Nine Sequences Immortal Seal—was this its true strength?
His heart roiled with shock, but also an immense fury and humiliation. He felt as though no sword strike from those two could be blocked by him.
"What terrifying sword intent. What Sword Dao do they practice? Why do I feel like... their Sword Dao is close to catching up with the Nine Sequences itself?!"
Gui Lingyue was just as stunned, murmuring to herself in disbelief.
Beside her, Gui Lingshuang’s eyes were grave. Her fingers curled slightly, betraying her tension. Though both men remained at the True Immortal Realm, the techniques they had just displayed demanded her full concentration to face.
"That guy's sword..."
Bo Ya Xuejian had also seen it. He was a sword cultivator himself—albeit one with an extreme path, fusing only the Dao of Water into his sword. No one knew, but his mastery of the Dao of Water had reached the fifth layer, and so too had his Sword Dao.
Dual fifth-layer mastery—the resulting power was unimaginably terrifying!
Yet right now, the Sword Dao that Jianxin was unleashing was also at the fifth layer. Only his Nine Sequences power lagged slightly, seemingly at the fourth layer.
Even so, it was already monstrous.
What truly shocked him, however, was that Li Hao’s Nine Sequences power had also reached the fourth layer across the board!
One had to remember—Jianxin was a personal disciple of a Supreme Being. He had likely received countless treasures, possibly even Dao Fruits from Origin Divine Trees. Reaching the fourth layer in Nine Sequences was acceptable for someone like him.
But Li Hao? To catch up in under a hundred years was downright terrifying.
Although Li Hao’s Sword Dao seemed only at the fourth layer, somehow... it didn’t feel any weaker than Jianxin’s. If anything, it felt even more fearsome.
"Impossible... how can that guy's sword momentum reach such a level?"
Mingyue’s eyes widened in disbelief. At this moment, the Sword Dao might radiating from Li Hao far surpassed any other True Immortal Realm cultivator—he was evenly matched with Jianxin!
While the crowd reeled and murmured in awe, the two atop the Imperial Platform had already charged up their second strike.
"Die!!"
Jianxin suddenly stepped forward. Wherever his foot landed, sword shadows exploded outward. His Dao Domain flowed like water, countless sword lights swirling as he forcibly invaded Li Hao’s Eternal Dao Domain.
Jianxin’s Dao Domain was also an Extreme Eternal Dao Domain.
His sword carried an overwhelming pressure—like a dark rift in the void, gripped in his hand. It also resembled a black lightning bolt pulsing with devouring energy!
"Nine Sequences Extreme Sword!!"
With a thunderous boom, the sword light slashed forward, directly tearing through Li Hao’s Eternal Dao Domain!
That black sword aura made Li Hao’s divine blood-gold hair whip wildly. His pupils reflected that sword entirely. The boundless pressure seemed to halt the flow of blood in his veins.
Under that crushing force, his own sword howled forth in answer.
That strike wove together Azure Sky Sword Technique, the Dark Sword God Art, and countless sword techniques from ancient dynasties he had absorbed.
Then, fused with the power of the Nine Sequences and the Sole-Self Sword Dao—his sword intent was his and his alone. When his blade moved, all others bowed before it!
With a roar and a sweeping strike, dazzling sword light thundered downward like an ancient wrathful deity cleaving open the heavens.
Under Li Hao’s hundred-zhang frame, the full weight of the strike enveloped Jianxin completely. Even within that shadow, Jianxin’s light remained brilliant—but the moment the two forces collided, wave after wave of sword might erupted. Countless layers of sword intent pierced downward with Li Hao’s blow!
Within that strike were traces of the Dark Sword God Art, traces of Azure Sky, echoes of ten thousand sword techniques.
Only after mastering all the swords of the world... can one cut down all the swords of the world.
Amid the deafening blast, the Imperial Platform shook violently. The dark sword light in Jianxin’s hands shattered. His body was flung backward, crashing into the sealing formation barrier.
Meanwhile, the towering Li Hao couldn’t fully hold his footing either. He staggered back, the skin between his thumb and forefinger torn open, blood trailing from his lips. Though it appeared a single strike, it was, in truth, a strike of ten thousand blades. Behind him, the All-Heavens Star Vein surged to its limit, his meridians channeling immortal power with explosive force—it felt like he was being ripped apart from within.
Yet in that moment of absolute eruption—his sword had suppressed Jianxin!
When the crowd saw that white-clad figure slammed into the formation wall, silence fell across the entire Southern Region.
Even the mountain ranges beyond the Imperial Platform were quiet as death.
Countless onlookers simply stared, dazed.
That overwhelming sword pressure, like the breath of an enraged god, spread across the peaks. Outside the Imperial Platform, chills crept over all who stood watching. Their minds conjured phantom sword shadows hurtling at them.
"How... can this be?"
In the mists outside the platform, Mingyue stood frozen, her eyes dazed.
She knew how powerful Jianxin’s sword was. She knew how freakishly talented her senior brother was in the Sword Dao. And yet—he had just lost to someone else’s strike?
Since the day he’d become a disciple, she had never seen him lose.
And now... he had lost.
And in swordsmanship, no less!
"That child’s sword..."
Down below, the Great Dream Master and other top cultivators from various sects—whether at the peak of the Immortal King Realm or even beyond—were all grim-faced.
This battle had already transcended the True Immortal Realm.
Yet it wasn’t just Jianxin who was a monster—Li Hao’s performance was what truly left them speechless.
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