Chapter 6513 High Heaven Sword Sect - Ling Han

Little Nine had taken control of the Golden Endless Staff, relieving the pressure on his front. However, more enemies wielding legacy Divine Sovereign magical items got on the battlefield.

They were no ordinary cultivators. Each was a peerless genius of their race, not only the strongest but also the most cunning. After witnessing the Dragonblood Legion’s might, they held back while other factions suffered devastating losses.

They only made their move now because Long Chen was absorbing the power of heaven and earth to condense his essence rune. It was too frightening for them to ignore.

Even so, they did not rush in blindly. They advanced together, step by step. After all, the battle for the Earth Cauldron was not only about personal glory. The rise and fall of their race was at stake here.

Whoever forced the Dragonblood Legion to reveal its trump cards first would grant their competitors the upper hand, letting them prepare their counters. In other words, whenever someone tried to act smart, the progress would be much slower.

Now, they couldn’t scheme against each other and had to maintain a similar pace. They knew that when their joint attack landed, the Dragonblood Legion’s defense would fracture. That would be their best shot at tearing the Dragonblood Legion down.

Gu Yang, Li Qi, Song Mingyuan, Xia Chen, and Bai Xiaole each fought an expert armed with a legacy Divine Sovereign magical item. Behind them, the Dragonblood warriors fought with their dragon manifestations fully unleashed, their blood energy erupting like volcanoes.

The moment both sides finished their preparations, killing intent filled the air.

Yue Zifeng alone stood before the path of the High Heaven Sword Sect. His entire being seemed like a drawn blade, his aura sharp enough to cut the sky itself.

“You are Yue Zifeng, the Dragonblood Legion’s number one sword cultivator?” A cold voice echoed. “Then today, I, Ling Han, will kill you first.”

A man in blue robes charged toward Yue Zifeng, and the High Heaven Sword Sect’s disciples naturally revolved around him. Three hundred thousand sword cultivators stood in formation, their gazes as sharp as their blades.

Their sword intent resonated in rhythm, flowing through the air like a living current. It was similar to how the four Dragonblood captains had once charged into the Heavenly Demon Golden Monkey race’s army.

“Heavens, the power of all these sword cultivators seems to gather on Ling Han! Once he makes his move...” gasped Zhao Yue.

In the spirit-gathering formation, Zhao Yue was holding a sword seal with one hand, and a sword-shaped rune flashed on her forehead. While others meditated to complete their essence runes, she absorbed karmic luck through her sword intent, refining her own rune while focusing on Yue Zifeng’s will as her guide.

She was also a master of the Sword Dao. But the moment she saw Ling Han, her soul ached. Ling Han’s Sword Dao will was ferocious and domineering.

Backed by the combined will of hundreds of thousands of sword cultivators, his strength was overwhelming. No wonder he was so arrogant. He had earned the right to be.

Zhao Yue couldn’t help but feel worried. However, she was at the final step of condensing her essence rune, and she couldn’t stop halfway.

Yue Zifeng was the strongest sword cultivator she had ever seen in her lifetime, yet even he seemed overshadowed by Ling Han’s boundless sword will. The thought of watching him fall was unbearable for Zhao Yue. While she wanted to help, she hadn’t finished condensing her essence rune. There was no way she could help with her current level of power.

As the experts of the various races approached, their auras started to clash and mix. They were about to reach the point where they would have no choice but to attack.

At this sight, Zhao Yue felt suffocated. Gu Yang, Li Qi, Song Mingyuan, Yue Zifeng, and the others didn’t have legacy Divine Sovereign magical items, so how could they stop the enemies?

Suddenly, a resonant sword cry split the heavens.

Yue Zifeng and Ling Han moved almost in unison, drawing their blades and unleashing them in the same instant. Two beams of Sword Qi met in midair.

BOOM!

The colliding Sword Qi transformed into billions of sword-images that shot out like a firework, splitting the world between them in two.

“What terrifying Sword Qi...”

The half-step Sovereign Lords were appalled, as the shockwaves of the colliding Sword Qi were enough to annihilate experts of their caliber.

Those who had previously crossed blades with Yue Zifeng trembled. Only now did they realize how much he had been holding back. This was his true power, and only under Ling Han’s overwhelming might could they experience it.

Yue Zifeng’s cold voice rang out through the chaos. “The High Heaven Sword Sect doesn’t understand the sword. In their hands, swords are no different from firewood.”

His words cut deeper than any blade, almost causing their Dao-hearts to collapse. Sword cultivators were proud beyond measure, their entire existence built upon the sharpness of their edge. To call their swords firewood was the greatest insult imaginable.

When Ling Han heard this, his expression darkened.

“Fool,” he said icily. “You will pay for your ignorance. None of you shall interfere. I’ll kill him myself!”

He stepped forward, and the void itself seemed to bend beneath his stride. A mark of intersecting swords glowed on his forehead as he raised his blade.

When his sword fell, the world screamed, and the void parted like cotton before the edge.

Immense Sovereign might raged on his sword, while runes of divine law flickered in endless succession. That sword seemed capable of cleaving time and space apart.

Countless experts shuddered. Although this sword was not aimed at them, the sharp sword will reached the entire battlefield, giving them the misperception that it was slashing toward them. This was a sword that had reached the point of condensing everything about the sword into one move.

Even before the sword fell, people felt like their souls and wills were sliced apart. They couldn’t even summon the will to defend.

“You have the form but not the soul. You don’t understand what the true Sword Dao is,” Yue Zifeng muttered.

As he casually swung his sword, a clear sword cry rang out. A flash of light rippled over his blade as he struck.

BOOM!

Before millions of eyes, the two swords met—two wills, two worlds—colliding in an explosion that split heaven and earth.

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