Ling Tian Sword God

”Damn, Shadow Tianhe!”

The old man in the black robe roared fiercely, pushing his True Qi to the extreme. Dazzling black crystalline brilliance erupted around him, containing extremely dense invisible hidden weapons. His hands stretched out, and the boundless True Qi transformed into a long river, pressing towards the incarnation of the Human Emperor’s Will, as if pushing an enormous millstone, aiming to obliterate the incarnation of the Human Emperor’s Will.

”Is this all you’ve got? I overestimated you.”

Facing the surging thick black river, tearing apart the void, the incarnation of the Human Emperor’s Will remained indifferent, launching a simple punch.

Boom!

A punch imbued with the aura of the king’s path was fiercely unleashed, shattering the black river. Black water splashed everywhere, resembling a massive fountain erupting between the two.

The power of one punch from the Human Emperor reached an unimaginable level, astounding throughout the ages.

”Impossible, how can a mere incarnation of will be so strong?” The old man in the black robe looked terrified. He had never seen an incarnation of will so powerful before; the might of this incarnation could easily crush him, a Saint. What kind of strength would the original body possess?

Peak Saints? Or perhaps Supreme Experts?

”Supreme Expert! Who are you, the Human Emperor, Ba Wang, or the Martial Emperor?”

The old man in the black robe shouted fiercely.

”I’ve already told you, you’re not worthy of knowing who I am.”

The Human Emperor replied indifferently.

”Don’t be too arrogant, your era has long passed, the deceased are gone, let me send you away.” The old man in the black robe’s hair fluttered as strange black lines appeared on his hands, covering his entire palms. As the black lines formed, the aura of the old man in the black robe surged significantly, with terrifying True Qi fluctuations causing even the space to tremble, densely covered in black patterns.

”Heavenly Cunning Spell.”

Ling Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly. He had seen Tang Ze use the Heavenly Cunning Spell before, so Ling Chen immediately recognized this Tang Sect Secret Technique at first glance.

However, the Heavenly Cunning Spell used by Tang Ze was naturally incomparable to that of the old man in the black robe. The transformation in the old man’s body was not substantial, but the power of the secret art he unleashed was clearly much greater than Tang Ze’s.

”Die.”

The old man in the black robe didn’t care who the opponent was, anyone who blocked his way had to die. He struck with a palm, sending a deeper shadow palm imprint towards the incarnation of the Human Emperor’s Will.

This palm seemed to imprint on the void, pressing onto the Human Emperor’s body, aiming to obliterate the latter’s will incarnation.

The Human Emperor remained unchanged in expression, his figure flickered, seemingly disappearing, retreating a few miles away in an instant. The dark palm imprint fell on the Human Emperor’s original position; at first glance, it seemed to hit the Human Emperor, but in reality, it did not touch him at all.

”The Human Emperor is indeed the Human Emperor, even if it’s just an incarnation of will!”

For the first time, Ling Chen witnessed a battle above the Saint level. The old man in the black robe’s strength was astonishing, capable of distorting the void, deforming space. This palm was powerful enough to imprint on the void, while the Human Emperor was even more terrifying, acting calmly from start to finish, with an eerie Light Skill. In a flash, he could traverse the sky and earth, making it unimaginable how powerful the Human Emperor’s original body would be.

The old man in the black robe was a hundred times more shocked than Ling Chen. He was well aware of the power of the Heavenly Cunning Spell; now, under its enhancement, one palm could annihilate a Saint who had just entered the Saint Realm. Unexpectedly, the Human Emperor dodged it with ease. The crucial point was that this palm could lock onto the Human Emperor’s aura, relentlessly pursuing the target until it hit it, but somehow, the Human Emperor managed to evade his attack, unharmed.

”It’s about time to settle this, sword come.” The Human Emperor, ten miles away, gestured with a stretch of his hand. The Red Sky Sword at Ling Chen’s waist unsheathed automatically, landing in the Human Emperor’s hand before Ling Chen could even react.

”The Red Sky Sword is so obedient.”

Ling Chen was startled, knowing well that it was due to the teachings of the Red Sky Sword Saint that the Red Sky Sword submitted to him and was under his control. However, the Human Emperor had never touched the Red Sky Sword, yet it complied obediently, serving him automatically.

”King’s Path Sword!”

Holding the Red Sky Sword, the Human Emperor’s gaze became slightly sharper. With a single-handed wave, the invisible void surged, filled with the intent of the king’s path. The Red Sky Sword emitted an invisible sword qi, slashing towards the body of the old man in the black robe.

”Ah!”

The old man in the black robe let out a roar. He couldn’t sense the trajectory of this sword, but instinctively, being hit directly would mean certain death.

”Skywalking Nine Flashes!”

The old man’s body flickered in a phantom-like manner, akin to twinkling stars, avoiding the sword light seemingly spanning across the void from the Human Emperor.

Slash!

The invisible sword qi struck the phantom body of the old man, seemingly missing, but Ling Chen thought otherwise as blood sprayed forth, accompanied by a muffled groan.

Sure enough, the phantom body shattered, and a real arm detached, crushed into a bloody mist by the sword qi, then vanished into nothingness.

In the distance, the figure of the old man in the black robe appeared, his face pale and his right arm gone, looking extremely unbalanced.

”Why, why was I hit?”

The old man in the black robe was horrified. The Skywalking Nine Flashes was his proud martial art, performed to its limits, making him untouchable. Even the Tang Sect’s Great Elder couldn’t achieve that, yet the opponent was able to lock onto his trajectory precisely, striking him accurately.

He thought this technique would allow him to avoid calamity, yet his arm was cut off.

Moreover, as a dignified Saint, with an indestructible Saint Body, ordinary people couldn’t even breach his defenses, let alone sever his arm.

His Saint Body, in front of the Human Emperor, seemed as fragile as paper, easily torn apart.

”It’s not just that your movement technique has flaws; even if you were twice as fast, it would be useless.”

The Human Emperor lifted the Red Sky Sword, pointing it at the old man in the black robe, locking onto his aura.

”This sword, to behead you.”

The words gently carried, as the Human Emperor lightly swung the sword.

”No good!”

The old man in the black robe fled in terror. The previous sword broke his Skywalking Nine Flashes, severing an arm. What’s more, being decapitated this time was not surprising. However, under the pursuit of the King’s Path Sword, the distance of several miles was closed in an instant. Ling Chen could even see the frantically fleeing old man in the black robe, in utter disarray and terror, as if wishing he had more legs.

But the sword was too fast, leaving the old man with no chance to ponder. On the brink of being killed by the sword, desperation ignited within him. He retrieved a black talisman from his storage ring, bit his tongue fiercely, and spat out a mouthful of blood, splattering it on the black talisman.

On the black talisman, the blood-red words ”Heavenly Cunning Spell” were clearly inscribed.

In an instant, the blood-colored talisman swelled madly, drawing vital energy from the old man’s body. The next moment, a powerful force emanated from the blood-colored talisman. In conjunction with the Heavenly Cunning Spell, the old man’s body temporarily surged to a height of about four or five zhang, and his ferocity exponentially increased.