The Elven Cultivator

The Dragon Race currently possessed more Legendary Combat Power than the allied forces.

On many of the smaller battlefields, the Legendary Powerhouses of the allied forces were fighting one against two, or even one against three, and were so overwhelmed they could barely catch their breath.

Upon discovering Anton’s identity, three Giant Dragons instantly abandoned their opponents and, with a tacit understanding, charged toward Anton to kill him.

The lead Giant Dragon had dark red scales, with streams of crimson-gold lava faintly visible between them. It was a Radiant Ash Dragon.

Its aura was dense and scorching, leagues beyond that of Isaac. It was clearly a senior Legend-level being.

Following close behind it were two lesser Giant Dragons: a Stoneheart Dragon and a Crystal Dragon.

They also possessed Legendary Combat Power.

Three against one.

”This is bad!”

Ignatius wanted to break away to provide support, but his opponent had him completely tied down.

Alvin’s brow furrowed. He, too, was unable to disengage.

The other Legendary Powerhouses who saw this also frowned, their hearts sinking.

Someone had just managed to boost their morale. If Anton were to fall now under this combined assault, the blow to their spirits would be devastating.

Yet, facing the three menacing Giant Dragons charging at him, Anton’s expression remained unchanged. He commanded his sword light and met them head-on without a shred of fear.

The Stoneheart Dragon’s charge was the swiftest.

It swiped a claw forward, and the ground instantly buckled. Countless enormous rock spikes erupted from the earth like inverted swords, forming a towering tidal wave of stone that surged toward Anton.

With a casual wave of his hand, a profound, dark Water Curtain spread silently around Anton, like a descending night sky.

The Water Curtain swept forward. The moment the torrent of rock spikes slammed into it, they vanished without a trace, swallowed whole by the dark waters without so much as a splash.

Its momentum unbroken, the Water Curtain continued to sweep toward the Stoneheart Dragon.

The Crystal Dragon attacked from the side. The crystal clusters on its body suddenly lit up, unleashing a storm of countless deep blue rays that shot toward Anton.

The light of the Primordial True Gang flared around Anton’s body. The rays struck his Gang Qi, creating ripples, but they could not penetrate it.

A stream of dusky yellow energy shot up from above his head, transforming into a colossal hand that could prop up the heavens as it ruthlessly slapped down toward the Crystal Dragon!

BOOM!

The Crystal Dragon had no time to dodge and was slammed viciously into the ground, sending a spray of blood, flesh, and bone fragments into the air.

At the same time, Anton flicked a finger. A wisp of six-colored, layered flame shot out. It grew in the air, instantly transforming into a monstrous wave of fire that collided violently with the Dragon Breath from the Radiant Ash Dragon. Both were annihilated on impact.

In the span of a single breath, Anton had struck three times with three different Divine Techniques, suppressing one and blocking the others, completely neutralizing the three Giant Dragons’ coordinated assault.

His one hundred twenty-eight streams of sword light did not pause either.

They converged on the three Giant Dragons from all sides, weaving an inescapable web of death that enveloped them completely.

For a time, even while facing the combined assault of three Legendary Giant Dragons, Anton seemed to be handling it with ease, not losing any ground.

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

”This... this is...”

”What is that Law? The Elemental Power of Water? Earth? Or Fire?”

”It doesn’t look like any of them. The manifestations of this Power of Law are far too varied...”

Ignatius stared, his eyes wide, and his movements slowed for a fraction of a second.

Fortunately, the Giant Dragon he was fighting was also distracted by the shocking scene and failed to capitalize on the opening. Otherwise, he would have paid for it.

Alvin was equally astonished.

He had seen Anton slay a Dragon Soul and had tried to estimate his strength as highly as possible, but he never expected Anton’s true combat power to be even greater than he had imagined.

’Just how many trump cards is Anton hiding?’

Ignoring the reactions of those around him, Anton was completely immersed in the battle.

Under the control of his Divine Sense, the streams of sword light moved like an extension of his own limbs, raining down on the three Giant Dragons from every direction.

Through his Divine Sense, the trajectory of each stream of sword light as it cut through the void was clearly reflected in his mind.

He could clearly feel his control over the sword light growing more agile and swift.

This wasn’t merely due to the boost from his Sword Pill advancing to a mid-grade Profound Artifact. It was also because his years of accumulated insights into Swordsmanship were being further refined in the crucible of a true life-or-death struggle.

When the Stoneheart Dragon’s spikes thrust up from the ground, he didn’t need to consciously direct them; the streams of sword light would automatically alter their trajectory, weaving through the gaps between the spikes to leave a gash deep enough to show bone on the dragon’s foreleg.

When the Radiant Ash Dragon’s breath attacked from the side, the sword light again moved on its own, narrowly avoiding the attack’s path to strike the dragon’s flank from an awkward angle.

The streams of sword light grew more agile, more unpredictable, their coordination as seamless and precise as a Sword Array.

Immersed in this feeling, Anton felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration welling up inside him.

He could feel the threshold that had held him back for so long beginning to give way.

The cultivation of Light Splitting and Reunification grew more difficult in its later stages.

He had long been stuck at the step of splitting one stream of light into one hundred twenty-eight, unable to reach two hundred fifty-six.

It was as if he were separated by a thin sheet of paper that he just couldn’t pierce.

Now, that sheet of paper was being torn, bit by bit.

A realization dawned on Anton.

’I need pressure.’

’More pressure.’

In a flash of insight, Anton made a decision that no one could have anticipated.

He maintained his Primordial True Gang, but dismissed his Beiming True Water and Six Ding Divine Fire. He also stopped using the Profound Yellow Dragon-Grasping Hand.

He would rely solely on his one hundred twenty-eight streams of sword light to face his foes.

The pressure on Anton instantly skyrocketed.

Those watching the battle quickly noticed something was wrong and were baffled.

’What is Anton doing?’

The three Giant Dragons also quickly noticed what Anton had done. But instead of being pleased, they were enraged.

’This damn Elf... How dare he look down on us!’

In their fury, the three Giant Dragons’ attacks grew even more ferocious. They frantically channeled the Power of Law, intent on crushing this arrogant Elf!

However, Anton’s expression remained unchanged. The corners of his mouth even turned up in a slight smile.

The streams of sword light circled rapidly around him, weaving into an impenetrable golden web.

The rock spikes crashed against the web of light and shattered, like rotten wood striking a sharp blade.

The rays struck the web and were diced into countless tiny specks of light that scattered and vanished.

The Dragon Breath slammed into the web and was vaporized by the searing sword light.

The movement of the sword light became faster and more fluid.

And then, in a single instant.

All the streams of sword light shuddered at once.

It was as if something had broken. The shackles binding the sword light shattered.

VMMMM!

A clear, resonant hum from the swords echoed across the entire blood-soaked wilderness.

It was a sound that seemed to emanate from the depths of the soul, causing everyone present to tremble.

In that instant, all one hundred twenty-eight streams of sword light split simultaneously.

In a flash, the amount of Profound Gold light in the sky above the battlefield doubled.

Two hundred fifty-six streams!

This sudden development stunned friend and foe alike.

Staring at the two hundred fifty-six razor-sharp streams of Profound Gold Sword Light in the sky, an unbelievable thought surfaced in everyone’s mind.

’Did he... just have a breakthrough in the middle of a battle?’

The three Giant Dragons besieging Anton were momentarily stunned.

It was the first time they had ever encountered an opponent who achieved a breakthrough during combat.

’How is that even possible?’

But they soon had no time to dwell on it.

The sword light was coming for them again!

Two hundred fifty-six streams of Profound Gold Sword Light tore through the void like lightning, converging on the nearest Crystal Dragon in a thunderous assault.

The Crystal Dragon’s pupils contracted.

It tried to dodge, but there were too many streams of sword light.

Two hundred fifty-six streams of light attacked from all sides at once, sealing off every possible escape route.

SHINK! SHINK! SHINK!

In a single exchange.

The Crystal Dragon’s massive body was shredded by the sword light, erupting into a cloud of blood mist.

The blood mist billowed in the air, but before it could even spread, it was completely consumed by the sword light.

Seeing this, the pupils of the onlookers contracted.

An instant kill!

A Legendary Giant Dragon had been killed, just like that!

Only now could they be certain: Anton really had achieved a breakthrough in the middle of the battle.

The remaining two Giant Dragons looked at Anton with gazes devoid of anger and arrogance, filled only with utter shock and terror.

Anton let out a long breath, feeling an unprecedented sense of release as a wave of emotion washed over him.

A bottleneck of over a decade, shattered in a single moment.

The two hundred fifty-six streams of sword light danced and spiraled around him, humming as if in response to the joy in his heart.

Anton looked up, his gaze falling upon the two remaining Giant Dragons.

The Radiant Ash Dragon and the Stoneheart Dragon both shuddered, a flash of primal fear in their slitted pupils.

The next moment, all two hundred fifty-six streams of sword light moved as one.

A Profound Gold torrent swept toward them.

Before, the three Giant Dragons combined had only been able to fight Anton to a standstill.

Now that Anton had broken through and one of their number was gone, the remaining two Giant Dragons were no match for him.

Facing the torrent of two hundred fifty-six streams of sword light, the two Giant Dragons only lasted for about ten minutes before they were shredded.

Two more clouds of blood mist exploded in the air, only to be devoured by the sword light.

Anton took out a few Pills and put them in his mouth.

The Pill’s power dissolved in his stomach, and a warm current surged through his body, rapidly restoring his depleted Magical Power.

Then, he raised his gaze and swept it across the battlefield, his eyes landing on the Giant Dragons that were still fighting the allied forces.

Without hesitation, his sword light shot out once more.

The two hundred fifty-six streams of sword light blotted out the sky, descending like a golden plague of locusts. Wherever they passed, Giant Dragons let out bloodcurdling roars, falling one after another after only a moment’s resistance.

Every few moments, the blood mist of another Giant Dragon would explode in the air.

In just a short time, counting the three Giant Dragons he had just slain, a total of thirteen Giant Dragons had now fallen to Anton’s sword.

The gap in Legendary Combat Power between the two sides was shrinking at an astonishing rate.

On the battlefield, the Legendary Powerhouses of the allied forces, who had been struggling against two or even three opponents, suddenly felt the pressure on them lighten.

They could finally breathe, and some even began to launch counterattacks.

As for the remaining Giant Dragons, they were all terrified.

This wasn’t a battle. It was a one-sided slaughter.

They had never imagined that something like this could ever happen to them.