Chapter 2043 - Sword of the Saint

Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

Seeing the names of the four sword techniques, Qingfeng Li's expression changed. He could clearly sense the immense power contained in these four strikes.

There was no doubt in Qingfeng Li's mind that, if he were to learn all four sword moves, their power would shake up heaven and earth. Even if he were to encounter the Sky-Breaking Monarch again, he would be able to kill the other with ease.

It was only now that Qingfeng Li realized that, although the Sky-Breaking Monarch had acquired the Yin-Yang Saint Sword, he had never been able to learn these sword techniques. Having never practiced the Yin-Yang Saint Technique, the Sky-Breaking Monarch's spirit energy had been unable to enter the Yin-Yang Saint Sword.

Qingfeng Li clearly recalled that when he fought the Sky-Breaking Monarch, the sword techniques used by the Sky-Breaking Monarch had been weak. It clearly wasn't the Yin-Yang Sword Technique that he had been using.

Qingfeng Li's face lit up with joy. Unable to stop himself, he began to laugh loudly. Beside him, Xue Lin and Mengyao Xu both heard him and each shot him a questioning glance.

Xue Lin walked over and, reaching out, touched her fingers to Qingfeng Li's forehead. "Honey," she murmured, "you don't have a fever. Why are you laughing like that?"

"Heh, heh, heh, heh," Qingfeng Li continued to cackle. Unable to restrain himself, he reached out and pulled Xue Lin into his arms, placing a kiss upon her forehead.

Xue Lin's face went red. Giving Qingfeng Li a shove, she said, "There are so many people watching! What are you doing? Have you no shame?"

Still laughing, Qingfeng Li replied, "What's so shameful? We're among friends here. I have good news for you. This sword contains a set of Saint level sword techniques. I'm going to start learning them now. Once I master them, I'll be even more powerful when we get to the Fire Monarch Mountain."

Hearing this, Xue Lin's pretty face lit up as well. Under her slender brows, her long lashes batted as she blinked. She was happy for her husband.

Even though Xue Lin had plenty of confidence in Qingfeng Li, she knew that her husband's enemy was the Ruler of the Planet, the Crimson Fire Monarch. This was absolutely a supreme master. The slightest slip-up on their part could result in death.

Now that Qingfeng Li had gained a set of Saint level sword techniques, he naturally had another card up his sleeve. Leaving Xue Lin and Mengyao Xu to drive the flying vessel together, Qingfeng Li walked toward the back of the deck.

Qingfeng Li stood still, carefully beginning to study the first strike of the Yin-Yang Sword Technique, the Darkened Skies Strike.

This first strike used the power of Yin, which manifested as a beam of black light.

Grasping the sword gently in his right hand, Qingfeng Li followed the path of meridians outlined in the technique with his vital essence, forming a set of Yin-Yang energy within his body.

He guided the Yin-Yang energy to his hand, his fingers, and finally into the long sword he was holding. The blade lit up with black light, piercing the heavens.

In an abrupt motion, Qingfeng Li swung the Yin-Yang Saint Sword in his hand. With a sharp slicing sound, a long tear spanning from the sky down to the ground appeared in the air before him. Heaven and earth parted before the strike.

Ahead, there had been a ten-kilometer-tall mountain. Its peak had shot into the clouds, straight into the heavens. As Qingfeng Li's sword energy passed, it sliced this massive mountain straight in half.

Demonic beasts, plants, stone, and animals; everything in the black sword energy's path was cleaved in half. None of them could put up any resistance.

Seeing the immense offensive power of Qingfeng Li's strike, the Chief Commander stood beside him, his jaw agape. His eyes were filled with shock. This was the first time he had ever witnessed such a powerful sword technique.

Black Puppy and Sky-Devouring Snake were surprised as well. The power of Qingfeng Li's sword attack had exceeded their expectations. They had no doubt that, had the sword energy hit any of them, they would have been chopped in half.

Seeing the power of his strike, Qingfeng Li shook his head, dissatisfied. "According to what's described in the sword technique, once the sword is swung, heaven and earth should crumple, the ground collapsing upon itself," he muttered. "I still haven't mastered this first strike."

Beside him, the Chief Commander stuck out his tongue, shocked by what Qingfeng Li had just said. To him, this sword strike was definitely astonishingly powerful. Even a master of the half-step saint realm would not be able to dodge such an attack. Yet Qingfeng Li had said that its power wasn't enough.

Qingfeng Li's brows furrowed as he began to study this sword attack anew. His body radiated a black light, this was the light of Yin.

The light of Yin had a unique cold energy. As it entered the Yin-Yang Saint Sword, the blade radiated a dazzling light. However, the light being black, it gave an icy cold impression.

Suddenly, a thoughtful expression appeared on Qingfeng Li's face. He noticed that, as he was circulating the light of Yin within his body, the Mortal Purgatory Body technique was giving out its own black light.

A daring thought surfaced in Qingfeng Li's mind. The Mortal Purgatory Body was a powerful technique that could suppress Hell itself. It, too, held a powerful icy energy, the same as what was contained within the light of Yin.

Qingfeng Li activated the light of Yin within himself. At the same time, he circulated the Mortal Purgatory Body as well. Two streams of black light formed within him. One stream was of a dark, cold energy; the other was the energy of Hell.

As the two streams of energy entered Qingfeng Li's Yin-Yang Saint Sword, the blade underwent a significant change. Upon its surface, black talisman scriptures formed, containing an unfathomable power that seemed to come from the Ancient Era. It was as though a Saint had awakened.

Even Qingfeng Li himself felt the cold as he held the Yin-Yang Saint Sword. To the others, it was even more unbearable.

Qingfeng Li activated his Yin-Yang Saint Technique, releasing a wave of powerful Yin energy from his Yin-Yang Spirit Nucleus into the long sword. Then, he swung it forward in an abrupt motion.

Crack, crack, crack, crack…

A series of crackles sounded in the air. Where Qingfeng Li's Yin-Yang Saint Sword passed, heaven and earth shattered, sun and moon dimmed, the flow of time ceased, and mountains and rivers crumbled.

In the distance, everything had been shattered, sky, earth, mountains and rivers. It was as though the end of days was upon them. Plants and animals had all perished where the sword passed, turning into scattered ashes.

Seeing the power of this sword attack, it was no longer just the Chief Commander who was left in shock. Xue Lin, Mengyao Xu, Black Puppy, and Sky-Devouring Snake all had their jaws agape, awed by the immense power of the strike.

Black Puppy took in a sharp breath. "I'll be damned," it said. "Your sword technique is ridiculously strong. If it had hit me, I'd have been chopped in half for sure."

Beside it, Sky-Devouring Snake also nodded. "That's right," it said. "Even though I've reached the Ninth level monarch realm, I still can't defend against that sword strike. This is the sword attack of a Saint."

Huff, huff, huff, huff…

Qingfeng Li drew in several breaths. His body had been drained of vital essence. He wobbled on his feet, nearly falling to the ground.

Sighing, Qingfeng Li spoke, "Such power… This sword technique requires far too much vital essence. There's no way I can use it twice."

Qingfeng Li felt that he didn't have nearly enough vital essence and spirit energy. After all, the strike he'd just released was the equivalent of an attack from a saint. He, on the other hand, was still at the half-saint realm. It was only natural that he couldn't use it too frequently.