Volume 3 - Chapter 370: Sixth Stage of the Sword Dao - Part 3
This battle had already surpassed the realm of True Immortals, yet the true monster wasn’t just Jianxin. What stunned everyone even more was Li Hao’s performance.
They could clearly tell—although Li Hao’s Sword Dao was only at the fourth layer—his sword intent in that strike had been overwhelmingly powerful. That single slash contained countless sword moves. It may have looked like a solitary strike, but in truth, it was a fusion of thousands.
And for such a fusion to occur, there was only one possibility: Li Hao had cultivated every one of those sword techniques to the level of perfection!
But Li Hao’s soul lifespan had only lasted a mere century!
Even if he mastered one sword move to perfection per month, that would only amount to about twelve hundred in total. Yet the sword just now contained thousands—among them, they even recognized the shadows of top-tier sword techniques from various Immortal Dynasties!
To master even one top-tier sword technique—like Blue Sky or the Dark Sword God Art—at the True Immortal level, would require at least half a year to enter its threshold, even for someone with exceptional talent.
To reach perfection would take at least three to five years!
Even Jianxin himself had not mastered so many sword moves.
“His Sword Dao even draws from our dynasty’s Heaven-Piercing Sword Technique.”
Within the swirling mist, Emperor Tianzhao spoke softly, light flickering in his eyes.
“And our Star-Piercing Sword as well,” murmured the Empress of the Yuanzun Immortal Dynasty. That too was one of her dynasty’s top True Immortal sword techniques.
Aside from them, even the Royal Sword Techniques from other Immortal Dynasties had been woven into Li Hao’s Sword Dao.
All these had been obtained by Li Hao through trades on the Heavenly Dao Bridge.
But at this moment, the gazes of Emperor Tianzhao and the others drifted uneasily toward the Supreme Emperor. Just this display of swordsmanship alone made it hard not to suspect that the boy was a monstrous talent raised by the joint efforts of all Seven Dynasties.
Which, in turn, implied something else—that the Seven Dynasties had joined forces.
That was a grave taboo.
They forced a bitter smile, unsure of where Li Hao had learned these top-tier sword techniques from their realms. Not only had he learned them all, but he had also perfected and fused them into his own Sword Dao. They could only say: this was all a misunderstanding.
But clearly, such a matter could only grow worse the more it was explained, leaving each of them helpless and uneasy.
At that moment, atop the Imperial Platform, Jianxin rose into the air from below the barrier, his expression dark and shaken.
That sword… He had thought it would be enough to suppress the entire True Immortal group. He hadn’t expected defeat. He hadn’t expected to lose.
“Your Sword Dao…”
A glow flickered in Jianxin’s eyes. From their recent clash, he had sensed the nature of the other’s Sword Dao—an astonishingly domineering path.
His own Sword Dao allowed for nothing but the sword in his heart. The sword reigned supreme, and even the Nine Sequences were merely its auxiliaries.
In such extremity, he had considered his Sword Dao to be peerless. Yet that young man’s Sword Dao was equally domineering—yet vast, oceanic. Not limited to the Nine Sequences, it seemed capable of embracing all swords under heaven!
“That’s two exchanges now.”
“Jianxin had the upper hand in the first strike. The second… he lost.”
“Could it be that Haotian really might win? That last strike—they’d both used their strongest techniques, right?”
The crowd erupted in shocked discussion. They had expected a one-sided crushing—after all, Jianxin’s identity and aura were overwhelming. But to everyone’s disbelief, Li Hao had seized victory in the second strike.
Yet both fighters had already revealed their trump cards. That last exchange must have been the pinnacle.
“I had thought the Southern Domain’s tournament wouldn’t need revealing this move. I’d planned to save it for the Primordial True World, to face off against the prodigies of other domains and uphold the honor of the Southern Domain. Never thought I’d have to use it on you!”
Jianxin fixed his gaze on Li Hao, his eyes holding not just killing intent, but something deeper.
Before, he had thought Li Hao arrogant. But that last sword—he had acknowledged it. Still, this was the end.
As his words fell, sword intent radiated from his body, transforming into transparent sword qi that circled around him. The very air trembled, Immortal Dao laws collapsing, severed by those translucent blades.
The sword qi was terrifyingly sharp—like thousands of fish darting through the sea. Wherever they passed, even the natural Immortal Dao laws of the world were cut clean in two.
Seeing this, the onlookers who had believed Li Hao had a chance were now stunned.
Across the Southern Domain, all the Immortal Lord-level experts widened their eyes.
Even the participants of the Immortal Lord group standing outside the Imperial Platform, their faces previously solemn, now had their pupils contract, as though seeing a ghost. All eyes locked in horror on that white-robed youth.
“This is… Sword Dao—Sixth Layer?!”
In the clouds above, Emperor Jin murmured, unable to suppress the shock in his gaze.
Even the Empress of the Yuanzun Immortal Dynasty and the others changed color. Though they were emperors, well-acquainted with countless trials, even they couldn’t conceal their astonishment.
Within the True Immortal Realm—Jianxin had actually reached the sixth layer of Sword Dao origin?!!
“How is that even possible?!”
Outside the platform, Gui Lingyue stood dumbfounded. Beside her, Gui Lingshuang’s gaze contracted, her face paling.
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