Chapter 516 – Half a Bridge of Rain, Half a Bridge of Snow (1/2)

Chapter 516 - Half a Bridge of Rain, Half a Bridge of Snow

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”This sword technique is somewhat out of the ordinary.”

Linghai Zhiwang stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the stone bridge a li away covered in snow. Upon sensing that sword intent, his emotionless face finally showed a little change.

Daoist Siyuan commented, ”Principal Shang's disciple is naturally out of the ordinary.”

The sword intent Chen Changsheng was releasing was very powerful, but this alone was not enough to shock experts of this level. The reason for the change in mood was from the two flavors merged within the sword intent.

This sword intent was burning hot.

Chen Changsheng was very much aware that in both quantity of true essence and strength of spiritual sense, he was far from reaching Xu Yourong who possessed the blood of the true Phoenix. As a result, he did not hesitate to ignite the ball of fire in his heart.

This battle had just begun and he had not yet made a genuine attack. The attack he now made was by necessity his most powerful one.

A strand of his spiritual sense fell upon the vast plain of snow surrounding his Ethereal Palace. Immediately, the vast plain of snow began to blaze. The Bridge of Helplessness also began to blaze, and although not an ember of flame could be seen, one could feel the temperature rise.

In a flash, all those pieces of snow falling towards his body melted, transforming midair into water and splashing onto his body and the bridge. As a result, all the snow he had endured from the exchange just a moment ago was completely washed away.

The sword intent was very straight, sharing some similarities with the technique he had used to block Xu Yourong's mighty avalanche of a sword. However, it was even straighter, not a mountain cliff or a river dam, just a straight line.

Solely because it was straight, it was unyielding. The Stainless Sword was still in his hand, not moving to strike, but amidst the freezing wind and snow of the Bridge of Helplessness, a perfectly straight line appeared on the surface of the bridge.

This line divided the Bridge of Helplessness into two completely different worlds.

He was on this side, Xu Yourong was on that side.

Rain was on this side, snow was on that side.

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The sword intent enveloped the stone bridge, giving birth to rain and dispersing the snow.

Chen Changsheng raised the Stainless Sword, his eyes calm and resolute.

This was the first time after learning the Blazing Sword from Su Li that he had attempted to ignite his true essence to such a frenzied extent, but the amount of true essence and energy on his sword was still less than that of Xu Yourong's great avalanche. However, it was more brimming with spirit, sharper and more focused.

Mao Qiuyu suddenly took a step forward. Staring at the distant bridge, he wrinkled his brow in disbelief, ”Why does it feel a little like Po's path of the blade?”

Tang Thirty-Six replied, ”It's precisely Wang Po's path of the blade.”

As he spoke, he had a very solemn expression. Previously, he had said that since this battle only decided victory and defeat, not life and death, he didn't care that much about it. Now, however, upon seeing Chen Changsheng's sword intent, he began to lose faith in his judgment. And then, he began to get worried.

Once those people standing at the bow of the ship heard Mao Qiuyu and Tang Thirty-Six's words, they were all rather shaken. Soon after, they very naturally began to think of that battle in the rain at Xunyang City. As for Xue He who similarly walked the path of the blade, his mood was complex. His eyes were fixed on the Bridge of Helplessness, not wanting to miss a single detail of the following action.

Xu Shiji expressionlessly commented, ”For this child to have the opportunity to study from so many experts, his luck is extremely good.”

”This has nothing to do with luck.” With a dignified expression, Mao Qiuyu declared, ”To learn Wang Po's path of the blade, to walk his path of the blade, this isn't something that just anyone can do.”

This statement was correct.

Chen Changsheng's previous use of the sword style of South Stream Temple, his display of the Descent of Heavenly Music, could be explained as a result of him being widely-read. Moreover, he had the assistance of the Orthodoxy and had also had many fortuitous encounters in his cultivation of the path of the sword.

But to learn Wang Po's path of the blade was not so simple.

He needed to believe in Wang Po's path of the blade, to practice it with absolute confidence.

And this was precisely what concerned Tang Thirty-Six.

Wang Po's path of the blade rested on the word 'straight'.

No matter how powerful the enemy before the blade, even if it were an expert simply impossible to defeat, the hand holding the blade had to be steady, and the direction the blade edge pointed still had to be straight.

To accomplish this, the heart of the wielder had to be as straight as the edge of his blade.

That seemingly poverty-stricken middle-aged man had used his countless battles, in Tianliang County, at the Wenshui Tangs, in Scholartree Manor of the south, and in Xunyang City to demonstrate this point.