Terrifying Sword Art
"Don’t worry, I’ll only try one strike. If there’s no chance, I’ll retreat." Leon smiled, revealing a confident smile.
The smile was calm.
Too calm.
As if the terrifying Inferno Swift Bird roaring in the heavens was nothing more than an ordinary opponent standing before him.
The blazing winds whipped through the mystery woodland violently. Fire rained endlessly from the sky. Mountains cracked apart while the old earth spiky turtle continued moving slowly through the chaos like an ancient moving continent.
Yet Leon stood there without fear.
His black shoulder-length hair fluttered wildly beneath the storm-filled sky, and those purple eyes of his reflected endless sword intent.
As he spoke, he leaped into the mist.
His figure instantly transford into a streak of athyst light, cutting through the dark battlefield like a divine sword unsheathed from heaven itself.
"Senior Leon!"
Harry instinctively shouted after him, but Leon had already vanished into the burning clouds.
Fiona watched worriedly as he left.
Her fingers unconsciously tightened against her robe.
For a brief mont, she stretched out her hand, wanting to stop him.
But in the end...
She slowly lowered it again.
Her teal eyes trembled faintly beneath the firelight.
She herself did not understand why she felt so uneasy.
Was it gratitude?
Admiration?
Or fear that the man who had just saved her life might disappear forever in that battlefield?
"Sigh..."
Jadis sighed deeply and watched Leon enter the battlefield.
Even he did not know what to say anymore.
That young man...
He truly carried the arrogance of a sword cultivator to the extre.
But strangely enough...
Jadis could not hate that arrogance.
Because Leon actually possessed the strength to support it.
At this mont, in the mystery woodland, everyone was watching this world-shaking battle.
The Inferno Swift Bird spread endless flas through the sky while the Smoke darke Lion roared beneath the thunderclouds. Their clash shattered mountains and split rivers apart. The old earth spiky turtle ignored both monsters completely and continued carrying the mysterious coffin forward slowly.
It was complete chaos.
The ground trembled endlessly.
The sky itself seed ready to collapse.
Just as countless cultivators were engrossed in watching the terrifying battle between the ancient beasts, they suddenly noticed sothing.
A figure.
Soone had rushed upward from below.
That lone figure pierced through the sea of flas and appeared directly in the center of the battlefield.
For a mont...
Everyone froze.
"Who’s that?"
A cultivator exclaid in disbelief.
Another stared upward with widened eyes.
"Does he want to die?"
"F*ck, he actually dared to participate in the intense battle between two ferocious beasts. If he’s not a lunatic, he’s a fool."
The crowd instantly exploded into discussion.
Shock spread across the entire mystery woodland.
Against the backdrop of endless fire and lightning, Leon’s lone figure appeared unbelievably small.
Yet sohow...
Nobody could ignore him.
He stood in the sky like a sharp sword tearing apart the darkness itself.
The blazing fire illuminated his face clearly for a brief mont.
Soone with sharp eyes suddenly gasped.
"Isn’t that Athyst Summit Division’s Division Master, Leon?"
"What..."
The surrounding cultivators instantly turned pale.
"The Division Master of Athyst Summit Division who killed the Purgatory Giant Ape?"
"So it’s him. Why is he there..."
"Moreover, from the looks of it, he wants to fight two ancient ferocious beasts at the sa ti. Isn’t he a little too arrogant?"
The discussions grew louder and louder.
So admired Leon’s courage deeply.
Others thought he had gone insane.
No matter how talented he was...
How could a human challenge two terrifying ancient beasts simultaneously?
That was no longer bravery.
That was madness.
Far away on another ridge within the mystery woodland, Magnus’ face darkened instantly the mont he saw Leon.
Killing intent flashed across his eyes violently.
"Leon..."
His voice sounded cold and bitter.
The humiliation from Ashford City still remained carved into his heart like a scar that refused to heal.
That battle had almost destroyed his confidence entirely.
If the First Elder from Sky Breaker Acedmy had not stabilized his ntal state afterward, he might truly have fallen permanently from his cultivation.
And now...
Leon appeared again.
Like a nightmare that refused to leave.
Beside him, Max wore an ugly expression.
"Why is it him again?"
His face twitched slightly.
Every single ti he encountered Leon, nothing good ever happened.
Every.
Single.
Ti.
The trauma in his heart had already ford completely.
He even began doubting whether Leon was specifically born to ruin his life.
"Hmph."
Magnus sneered coldly.
"He dares challenge the Inferno Swift Bird? He’s simply courting death."
His eyes filled with vicious resentnt.
"It’s best if the Inferno Swift Bird tears him apart completely. That should cure his arrogance."
Max silently nodded.
For once...
He genuinely hoped Leon would lose.
The appearance of Leon caused a massive uproar throughout the entire mystery woodland.
Even powerful elders from various Powerful Sects began focusing their attention toward the battlefield center.
"He’s Leon?"
"So young..."
"I heard he recently beca famous after killing the Purgatory Giant Ape."
"But this is too reckless."
Several elders frowned deeply.
Others remained silent while observing carefully.
Because Leon’s expression...
Was too calm.
A reckless fool would show excitent or fear.
But Leon showed neither.
He simply floated there silently.
As though everything remained within his control.
At this mont, Leon had already entered the depths of the battlefield completely.
The terrifying pressure from the Inferno Swift Bird crashed against him endlessly like tidal waves.
The surrounding temperature rose high enough to lt stone instantly.
Even ordinary cultivators would have burned into ash already.
But Leon rely narrowed his eyes slightly.
His robe fluttered beneath the violent Mana storms.
He was not in a hurry to attack.
Instead...
He slowly raised two fingers.
Sword intent gathered silently between them.
The surrounding air imdiately began trembling.
A sharp humming sound echoed faintly across the heavens.
Buzz—
The atmosphere suddenly changed.
Leon slowly closed his eyes.
Within his body, endless Mana surged through every ridian like a roaring river.
The Font Sword Art...
Second strike.
Sky Split Strike.
Ever since comprehending this sword technique, he had never used it before.
Because no opponent had ever been worthy enough.
But today...
Perhaps this Inferno Swift Bird finally qualified.
Leon slowly opened his eyes again.
The purple glow inside them beca sharper than ever before.
"Inferno Swift Bird!"
His voice echoed across the battlefield clearly.
The Inferno Swift Bird instantly turned its enormous head toward him.
Its golden-red eyes locked onto Leon like burning suns.
The terrifying pressure intensified instantly.
Yet Leon did not retreat.
He looked deeply at the divine bird in the sky, his body covered entirely in sword energy.
At that mont—
His aura transford completely.
The surrounding mist spread apart violently.
A massive blood-red sword slowly appeared above his head.
The sword was gigantic.
Ancient.
Oppressive.
It hung above the heavens like a judgnt blade capable of splitting the world apart.
Countless cultivators below instantly felt their hearts tremble.
"What terrifying sword intent..."
An elder muttered in shock.
Even Fiona’s breathing beca uneven.
Her beautiful eyes stared upward without blinking.
Leon now looked completely different from before.
The current him...
Was no longer rely a young cultivator.
He looked like a true sword sovereign standing proudly against heaven and earth.
The Inferno Swift Bird seed to have sensed danger.
It suddenly spread its enormous wings fully.
A terrifying cry pierced through the heavens.
The Inferno Swift Bird seed to have sensed the threat and let out a long cry.
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