"Thinking you can defeat with the strength of the Gui Xu Realm..." Calmly watching Ye Qiu lying on the ground in the distance struggling to get up, the Thousand Illusion Sage revealed a cold smile.
Ye Qiu suppressed the surging energy and blood within him. The strike from Thousand Illusion Sage was very dangerous; had he been a fraction slower, he wouldn’t be standing here unhard.
Though Thousand Illusion Sage is old, he remains formidable.
Ye Qiu patted his waist and took out the Bahuang Sword. It was not the ti to hide one’s strength; he couldn’t afford to conceal his trump card any longer. Otherwise, he might very well lose his life to the opponent.
The Bahuang Sword emitted a sword cry, and the Sword Spirit responded to Ye Qiu. Aside from the previous battle with five Gui Xu Realm masters, he hadn’t used the Bahuang Sword again, which had frustrated the Sword Spirit greatly.
"Good sword!"
The Thousand Illusion Sage stared at the Bahuang Sword in Ye Qiu’s hand, especially when he heard the crisp sword sound and saw the sword’s innate agility, his eyes radiated affection.
"Such a fine sword falling into your hands is truly like the pearl covered in dust. This kind of treasure sword should belong to the strong."
The Thousand Illusion Sage did not hide his delight as Ye Qiu took out the Bahuang Sword, feeling as if he had found a treasure, eager to grab it and wield it.
It was no wonder that the Thousand Illusion Sage admired the Bahuang Sword; this sword was one of Ge Tian’s prized possessions, a divine sword stained with countless blood. Many individuals from the ancestral land desired it, nurous as stars, and had Ye Qiu not acquired it, it would have long fallen into their hands.
However, Thousand Illusion Sage did not actually recognize the Bahuang Sword; he rely sensed it was extraordinary.
Zheng zheng...
The tip of Bahuang Sword trembled, and the Sword Spirit naturally disliked others coveting it. Its only master now is Ye Qiu; the Sword Spirit’s sole thought toward those who covet it is to kill them all.
Feeling the Sword Spirit’s anger, Ye Qiu spoke to the Bahuang Sword: "Together, let’s kill this formidable opponent before us."
The Sword Spirit nodded, and the sword sound rose again.
Ye Qiu directly raised the longsword, ready to attack with it.
The Thousand Illusion Sage beckoned Ye Qiu with his finger: "Today, I will seize the sword in your hand and use it to kill you."
Kill!
Murderous intent flashed in Ye Qiu’s eyes, and the Bahuang Sword itself began to emit an intense killing aura. The two fused together, almost becoming tangible, like flas dancing around.
One sword cuts through the heavens, one sword pierces the void, one sword shatters rules.
Ye Qiu unleashed nine consecutive sword strikes, each with a distinct charm and supre sword power, transforming into a terrifying attack encircling the Thousand Illusion Sage.
Each sword strike released transford into a flower of swords.
Each flower of swords emitted a breathtaking aura.
The Thousand Illusion Sage plucked the sword flowers single-handedly, directly grasping each in his hand, watching as they fully blood in his grasp, emanating destructive power—all of which were enveloped by the sage’s palm and then completely vanished.
One by one, the sword flowers perished, the whole process appeared slow but was in fact incredibly fast, almost instantaneous, as all nine sword moves vanished.
After several ineffective sword strikes, Ye Qiu continued brandishing the Bahuang Sword.
This ti, the Bahuang Sword unleashed a massive Sword Qi, unstoppable, cleaving everything ahead into two.
The entire world seed divided into two parts by this sword.
Razor-sharp Sword Qi filled all around, Ye Qiu refused to believe the Thousand Illusion Sage could still disarm the blade and collapse such sharp Sword Qi.
Squinting, the Thousand Illusion Sage extended two fingers, and suddenly flashed to beneath the erging Sword Qi, clamping it between his fingers.
Zizizi...
The Sword Qi was stalled, even the surrounding air changed—such sharp Sword Qi was blocked by just two fingers from the sage, demonstrating the terrifying might of a Saint.
Ye Qiu was deeply shocked, even though he was just one realm away from the Saint Realm, it was a gap he couldn’t bridge in a leap.
A Saint is terrifying indeed, even a simple hand strike is fiercer than any divine weapon.
This powerful Sword Qi was ultimately destroyed by the Thousand Illusion Sage, who continued to coldly watch Ye Qiu.
Leaping forward, Ye Qiu refused to believe the Bahuang Sword’s sharpness couldn’t harm the Thousand Illusion Sage at all.
"Asura Bowing to Earth!"
"A Sword to Heaven!"
"Sword Shattering Mountains and Rivers!"
Ye Qiu, in a unified state with his sword, executed multiple sword moves, each unique, presenting various powerful sword presences.
The arena was filled with sword shadows, as Ye Qiu’s speed was incredibly fast, especially the Bahuang Sword in his hand, each strike accompanied him closely, spreading attacks to every corner.
No one could evade such dense sword strikes; the Thousand Illusion Sage didn’t dodge because he was confident he couldn’t be hurt. It’s the self-belief of a Saint; though he wielded no weapon, every part of his body could be a weapon.
Nurous sword moves attacked like a storm, yet the sage’s expression didn’t change, both arms starting to move instead of relying on just one hand earlier—a sign Ye Qiu’s attacks had their effect, for otherwise, he wouldn’t resist using both hands.
Break, break, break!
Once the Thousand Illusion Sage engaged, countless sword moves were smashed apart, instantly, nearly all attacks dissipated.
A constant sound echoed in the air, similar to bubbles rising from underwater then bursting.
Bang bang bang...
"Even with higher swordsmanship, the Gui Xu Realm remains the Gui Xu Realm; you cannot harm ."
"A Saint is an unsurpassable chasm. You fantasize about defeating , but it’s impossible. Despite your extraordinary talent, the gap is evident, so concede to fate."
"Maybe given ten or twenty more years, you could reach my level, but unfortunately, I never let the tiger back to the mountain. Do you have any last words?"
The Thousand Illusion Sage appeared to sentence Ye Qiu to death, speaking flatly, as if the reality was truly inescapable for Ye Qiu.
"Your statents seem premature; how could you know without trying?" Ye Qiu suddenly spoke, the Bahuang Sword glimring coldly in his hand.
"I, Ye Qiu, never believe in the heaven and gods. My life is controlled by , not the heavens; no one decides my fate, not even you, Saint."
"If gods try to kill , I will kill gods. If demons try to extinguish , I will eliminate demons. If you seek to kill , I will kill you!"
Ye Qiu’s words were stern and earnest, revealing his unyielding nature through his unwavering speech. Even against invincible foes, he wouldn’t relent.
A Saint? I’ve slaughtered them before. Down on Earth, didn’t I destroy several Saint spirit phantoms? Now, the difficulty has rely increased, facing a real Saint.
Listening to Ye Qiu’s rhetoric and particularly his defiant deanor, a chilling glare appeared in the Thousand Illusion Sage’s eyes: "Let’s see whose judgnt prevails over your life and death."
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