Chapter 434
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Translator: Ace
Chapter:
Chapter Title: Impossible!
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“Impossible!”
The next second, the sword-bearing youth’s expression changed. He stared fixedly at Patriarch Tingyou.
“You’re already dead! The True Lord personally beheaded you!”
Patriarch Tingyou couldn’t possibly have survived!
Even conceding ten thousand steps, even if he had survived, how could he possibly recover to peak Foundation Establishment in a mere few decades? It completely defied reason!
At the very least, with the cultivation the sword-bearing youth had inherited, he couldn’t comprehend anything happening before his eyes. He could only chalk it up to Patriarch Tingyou being some kind of miracle.
Yet the moment this thought arose, it immediately amplified the heart demon of the Heaven-Receiving Orthodox Virtue True Lord that had transferred onto him.
What the fuck was there left to fight?
But he had no time for further thought.
Patriarch Tingyou’s words hadn’t even finished echoing when he stepped forward. Another divine ability ignited, propping up a vast expanse of goose-feather snow connecting heaven and earth.
Solemn Profound Frost!
This was a Metal divine ability—one of Patriarch Tingyou’s innate divine abilities he had refined. Now unleashed, it far surpassed Lu Yang’s version from back then!
In that instant, snow filled the skies, freezing all things. Countless strands of spiritual qi, spells, and divine abilities fell silent together. Even the normally unstoppable Sword Intent had its edge blunted. The wind and snow then converged, poised to engulf the sword-bearing youth and turn him into an ice sculpture.
Fortunately, the sword-bearing youth reacted swiftly.
Clang clang!
A sword cry rang out. The long sword in his hand finally rose, its edge ripping through the wind and snow. With a single thought, it slashed once more toward Patriarch Tingyou!
Heaven-Receiving Ascending Profound Wonderful Realm Fixing Gaze Sword!
‘This is... a True Treasure!’
Lu Yang’s eyes burned with fervor.
The Heaven-Receiving Orthodox Virtue True Lord’s foundations were evidently deeper than those of the unlucky soul down on his luck for five thousand years. He had actually equipped his response body with a True Treasure!
Almost simultaneously, divine ability radiance bloomed from the sword-bearing youth’s body.
Qi All Hidden!
This was a divine ability Lu Yang had never seen—seemingly Metal, yet fused with Earth, carrying an aura of utter closure and containment.
In a heartbeat, the myriad spectacles of heaven and earth dimmed. All qi signatures vanished entirely. The grand clash of True Persons instantly devolved into a mundane brawl between mortals in some rural marketplace—one a swordsman who had honed his blade for a millennium, the other utterly unarmed.
All qi concealed, no wonders manifest!
Under these conditions, Sword Intent—born beyond all divine abilities—became the decisive weapon. Clearly a killing blow plotted with utmost deliberation!
Crack!
In a flash between lightning and flint, Patriarch Tingyou’s robes tore apart. Yet in that blocking instant, starfire had already sparked at his fingertips.
He pinched a formula, chanted an incantation, and pointed to the profound.
Dang—!
His fingertip flicked onto the sword edge right before him. Endless mud and water surged forth in an instant, suppressing and sealing the blade’s icy gleam.
Edict for Mountains and Moving Mountains Orthodox Art!
This technique from the Saint Sect’s collection specialized in suppression and sealing. Patriarch Tingyou wielded it now only as an emergency measure, lest he be bisected by a single sword.
Bang!
The next second, the sword-bearing youth’s blade solidly struck Patriarch Tingyou, smashing him flying. He landed and staggered back several steps.
Yet upon witnessing this, no joy appeared on the sword-bearing youth’s face. Instead, his expression turned ashen to the extreme.
He had meant to behead Patriarch Tingyou with that strike! But at the critical juncture, the other had locked his blade, turning the chop into a smash—leaving only a red welt behind!
‘No matter what, press the attack while victorious.’
The sword-bearing youth’s mind whirled. He couldn’t possibly let this prime opportunity slip. He stepped forward, instantly shattering the mud and water surging along his sword edge.
But just as he poised to unleash his second slash—
Suddenly, the seal of Qi All Hidden shattered under an overwhelming, irresistible force. Myriad wonders surged back to life, manifesting a fierce sword edge!
Calamity Wave!
Proclaiming Might!
‘Damn beasts... two against one!’
The sword-bearing youth was forced to halt. A trace of grievance twisted his face. He had fixated entirely on Patriarch Tingyou, overlooking Lu Yang completely.
Meanwhile, Lu Yang couldn’t care less.
‘We devilish heretics, talking chivalry with you?’
‘Patriarch, let’s go!’
At the same time, Patriarch Tingyou channeled a spell to shatter the Qi All Hidden seal binding his body. His expression turned peculiar—an ineffable thrill bubbling up.
The Saint Sect’s ways were stifling when facing enemies, like choking down a massive lump. But allying with them felt entirely different. Being on the receiving end of their lack of martial virtue could drive one insane, but turning it against others? Utterly exhilarating.
Boom!
The next second, Lu Yang’s long-gathered Calamity Wave plunged straight into the sword-bearing youth’s brow. Roiling sword light, wrapped in Sword Intent, howled forth!
Newly Refined Dao Feather Nirvana Sword Art!
The sword light descended like Mount Tai crashing down onto the sword-bearing youth. A massive boom echoed as flowing fire scattered and boiling spiritual qi detonated around them.
Far from alarmed, the sword-bearing youth rejoiced inwardly.
‘Knowing full well this is a True Treasure in my hand, and still daring to clash? Even if my Heaven-Receiving Ascending Profound Wonderful Realm Fixing Gaze Sword is but a spell sword augmented by divine ability—not a true weapon—it still dwarfs your paltry spiritual treasure sword light. Perfect chance to make you regret it!’
But soon, his expression shifted.
No matter how he poured in magic power, he couldn’t shatter the sword light clinging to him. Worse, it grew fiercer with every passing moment!
All because the Sword Intent contained within was like grass upon the plains.
Endless. Ever regenerating!
“You...” The sword-bearing youth’s face paled slightly, incredulity gleaming in his eyes.
“Could you be a True Person of my Sword Pavilion!?”
Lu Yang said nothing, pouring all his power into pressing down the blade.
By contrast, the sword-bearing youth’s own sword light weakened, his divine abilities dimming. Ebb and flow turned into a cleaving rift!
Crack!
The next second, sword light drove straight through!
Almost simultaneously, Patriarch Tingyou recovered his momentum. He unleashed Solemn Profound Frost to its limit—skies filled with snow like a flurry of razor-sharp blades.
‘Dreaming of killing me?’
Even now, the sword-bearing youth remained composed. He circulated Heaven-Receiving Ascending Profound Wonderful Realm Fixing Gaze Sword to its peak, then lightly traced his foot.
He cultivated Wall Earth, its essence “qi dwelling in closure, things yet concealed”—wonders of concealment and protection, inner and outer never meeting. Now amplified by this True Treasure’s profundities, he drew a prison upon the ground. One sword stroke carved a heavenly chasm!
Lu Yang’s sword light. Patriarch Tingyou’s divine ability. All sundered apart!
The myriad foreign forces assailing him were swallowed whole by this chasm. It appeared a mere short sword mark, yet stretched as vast as a celestial cliff.
Strictly speaking, it had half-stepped beyond the Foundation Establishment realm.
This was Wall Earth’s fruition power!
When the Heaven-Receiving Orthodox Virtue True Lord had forged this response body, he had deliberately reserved a portion—as a trump life-saving card for dire straits.
‘With this profundity, who can slay me?’
The sword-bearing youth sneered inwardly, biding his time. He awaited the moment Lu Yang and Patriarch Tingyou missed their strike, qi and strength spent—then he would counter and reclaim his lost momentum.
But the next second, he froze.
Clearly, their attacks had been blocked. At worst, stray sword qi left a few negligible scratches upon him.
Yet in this instant, wordless dread surged in his heart.
The golden essence from the Heaven-Receiving Orthodox Virtue True Lord within him screamed warnings.
‘This is...!?’
Before the sword-bearing youth could react, an intangible imagery descended from the void, blurring his vision. He seemed to become a dying true dragon.
All he saw: the True Lords of various sects.
A thousand cuts, ten thousand dismemberments—devoured by the masses.
Dragon-Slicing Platform!
The first strand of sword qi to breach the sword-bearing youth’s dharma body triggered an avalanche. His entire form began to crumble!
Puchi!
Sounds of rending flesh rose and fell. Scalding blood sprayed forth. In a blink, the sword-bearing youth became a wretched blood-soaked figure.
Amid the crimson haze of his vision, one silhouette stood in crystalline clarity.
Patriarch Tingyou.
‘For Witch Ghost Dao... vengeance!’
This final sect master of Witch Ghost Dao—ever refined and composed before Lu Yang—now wore a face twisted with savage murderous fury.
In this moment, no spells. No divine abilities.
Just a fist.
A solid, unerring punch smashed squarely into the sword-bearing youth’s face. It warped his features, sent him flying sideways—his mind clearing in the process.
‘One day, the main body may perish by his hand.’
The thought flashed and faded. The next second, the sword-bearing youth’s already ravaged body could no longer withstand Patriarch Tingyou’s punch. It burst apart mid-air!
‘Martial Uncle... Master, senior sisters, junior brothers...’
In that instant, a torrent of emotions flooded Patriarch Tingyou. A millennium of rage finally vented in cathartic release.
Boom!
Incense-fire qi dispersed. Patriarch Tingyou felt divine ease suffuse him. The fifth divine ability splendor ignited upon his body...
He had directly recovered to peak Foundation Establishment!