Immortal Soaring Blade

After breaking Yan Wenfei’s mirror, the remaining swords that rained down were barely blocked by the light Yan Wenfei released.

Fu Hongling raised her word once more and it released another sharp shrill. This time, it was even louder, and it made everyone’s hair stand up.

This time, Fu Hongling only released one sword strike, but Zhao Jiuge could not comprehend what layer of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Art it was. He felt that it was very mysterious.

The dark-skinned young man enjoyed the fight and gently said, “It looks like Fu Hongling has not only left us in the dust in terms of cultivation, but her sword art is much stronger as well. Although there are only seven layers of the sword art, different levels of understanding display different powers. The fifth layer Fu Hongling just used is much stronger than ours. Also, I have merely just touched the fifth layer.”

From beginning to end, Fu Hongling had only used the Heavenly Phoenix Sword. This was how a sword cultivator should fight. Just two simple attacks had already caused a lot of trouble for the confident Yan Wenfei.

How could a real battle last so long? The higher one’s cultivation, the faster a battle would end, because victory or defeat would be decided in an instant.

The gentle young man nodded, agreeing with the dark-skinned young man that he wasn’t very familiar with but seemed to relate to. However, before he could say anything, his expression changed and he shouted, “Not good!”

After he finished speaking, he quickly surged his spirit force, and the light curtain became brighter. The dark-skinned young man didn’t know what had happened at first. However, when he saw what the gentle young man had seen, his expression changed too. He released his spirit force like crazy and his robe fluttered.

Fu Hongling’s aura had reached a peak with that swing of her sword. The pressure of a late stage Soul Formation Realm cultivator was no joke, not to mention it was Fu Hongling and Yan Wenfei. The spirit force fluctuations from the two of them immediately began crushing the brown and cyan light.

At this moment, the brow and cyan light showed signs of breaking. When the two attacks collided, the shockwave would inevitably break the barrier they had put up. There was no shortage of weaker disciples here that would be injured by the shockwave.

The two of them panicked and desperately injected their spirit force into the light curtain to prepare for the incoming collision.

At this moment, Fu Hongling’s stunning sword strike was flying toward Yan Wenfei like a comet.

Everything lost its color next to this ray of sword energy; it was as if the ray of energy was the only thing that existed. Ripples appeared in the air as if the air itself was being torn apart. Accompanying the dazzling light was a very rapid sound.

Yan Wenfei’s shocked expression calmed down once more. Although her heart ached from losing a treasure she used a lot, it was still acceptable. What was unacceptable was losing against Fu Hongling in front of everyone. This would make her feel like she would not be able to show her face anymore.

After all, she was the one who started this conflict today. If she lost to Fu Hongling, it would be unacceptable, and her mental state might even be affected. That was why she could not lose even if she had to pay a big price.

Earlier, Yan Wenfei held a disdainful attitude and wanted to leave. After all, Zhao Jiuge was a new disciple, so there was no need to bully him. Later, she learned about Zhao Jiuge’s identity and wanted to take this chance to shame the Mysterious Heaven Peak. Finally, Fu Hongling appeared, and she wanted to take this chance to erase her previous shame.

However, after so many years, Fu Hongling had progressed even faster than her. She quickly adjusted her breathing and thought about how to clean up this mess. She could tell from Fu Hongling’s aura that Fu Hongling’s understanding of the sword art was even more profound than hers. She knew that it would be impossible to beat Fu Hongling today. Now she had to think of a way to lose in a way that wasn’t too humiliating, or even better, force a draw.

The sword energy continued to close in. When it reached a certain distance, Yan Wenfei took a deep breath and her eyes were filled with determination. She thought, “Since you feel disdain toward my probing attacks, then I’ll use my most powerful move to decide this battle!”

The Zi Qing Sword also hummed and flew into Yan Wenfei’s hand. She stared at the shining sword, but her hand didn’t stop moving.

As her hands moved, a strange spirit force fluctuation spread, and in the blink of an eye, the technique was complete. There were suddenly three swords before her, and although two of them were illusions, you would be making a deadly mistake if you assumed they weren’t dangerous.

She completed her actions in only a few breaths of time. Her eyes contained no trace of panic and she was as calm as water. She ignored the discussions of the crowd and what would happen if she lost. She completely focused on her most powerful attack, the Yangguan Three Fold.

The reason she didn’t use the Mysterious Sword Art was because she was already at the disadvantage, so it would only put her behind Fu Hongling. She also knew that her understanding of the sword art was below Fu Hongling’s, so there was no point. It was better to go all out with her most powerful move. Both moves were very simple and practical.

Although the Yangguang Three Fold was a spell, it complemented sword energy well. The sword energy would layer upon itself three times, one layer more ferocious than the last. However, the consumption was great and she would temporarily lose all offensive power for a while after. That was why unless it was a critical moment, or she planned to drag the enemy down with her, she wouldn’t use it. It was powerful, but she would suffer a lot as well.

Their attacks were about to collide. Fu Hongling and Yan Wenfei looked at where their attacks were going to collide, and their gazes became sharp.

“What nonsense. All of you, stop.” A hysterical and hoarse voice suddenly echoed. A black-robed man who looked like an elder rushed out in full force. From the pressure of his spirit force, he was at the mid stage of the Soul Formation Realm.

The grey-haired old man rushed out with an anxious expression, glaring at everyone and shouting. However, the two goddesses were extremely angry—how could they bother listening to his words?

The grey-haired old man could only helplessly stare at them. This was the difference in strength. He was only the lowest rank of elder, being at the mid stage of the Soul Formation Realm. His cultivation couldn’t even compare to that of the top disciples. He even had to be polite toward them because those people would inevitably soar.

An elder’s status was distinguished by strength, and this one could only guard the Duty Hall and stop fights between disciples or other small matters. However, these two goddesses were figures on the Sword Pavilion Ranking, and both were stronger than him. This was his first time facing something like this, and he suddenly felt like wanted to cry, but he had no tears.

There were many disciples with low cultivation here, and if anything happened, he wouldn't be able to escape responsibility. The two goddesses were too riled up to care about anything else.

Fu Hongling and Yan Wenfei both heard this cry, but they both came to a tacit understanding of ignoring it. They both looked at the collision of their attacks.

A thunderous roar echoed. Fu Hongling’s ray of red sword energy slashed forward like it was going to cut down everything in its path. Yan Wenfei’s Yangguan Three Fold was displaying its full power as well.

A ripple of purple light spread out and collided with the ray of red sword energy. The sword energy broke through this layer of purple light and continued forward. More ripples of purple light appeared, and this purple light was clearly more dense than before. There was a faint, white fog mixed into the purple light. It seems like Yan Wenfei had also tempered her body inside a cold-attribute spirit vein.

Boom!

An even louder sound than before echoed. This time, the sword energy collided with the even denser purple light. It was stopped for a moment, but after a brief struggle, it broke through the purple light once more.

After the second collision, this ray of sword energy continued flying toward Yan Wenfei, but it was obvious that its power and speed had been reduced greatly.

The brown and cyan spirit force that had been protecting the crowd had disappeared during the first collision. During the second collision, the grey-haired elder gritted his teeth. He felt anxious and helpless and was forced to make a move.

Black spirit force surged out like a fishing net It was small and then grew until it protected all the spectators.

There was a subtle rupture sound, but even when he went all out, the light curtain created by the elder broke. However, he was able to successfully block the second shockwave.

When the shockwave touched the black light, ripples spread across the black light and then it shattered.

The grey-haired elder was completely shocked by this. Although he had managed to block this shockwave by going all out, the next collision was certainly going to be even stronger. With his cultivation, he would not be able to stop it!

There were so many disciples here—was he going to watch them all get injured? The grey-haired elder panicked and felt helpless. Eyes wide, he watched the third collision that was going to decide this battle.

The Yangguan Three Fold could only overlay an attack three times, so this was going to be the last collision. The grey-haired elder and the two young men were all anxiously watching for the incoming shockwave!