Chapter 898 – Unity Sword Art (1/2)
Chapter 898 – Unity Sword Art
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Wuqiong Bi could not think of an answer, could not understand how the combined might of these two juniors was able to resist the attack that was the sum of all her cultivation.
Though the attacker, even she had not been able to understand, so those people on the plateau who had not gotten a clear picture would naturally be even more confused.
In truth, not even Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong themselves completely understood what had happened.
They glanced at each other. They had some guesses, but they didn't dare voice them.
”This is impossible!”
Furious and unwilling to the extreme, Wuqiong Bi swung her horsetail whisk down once more. The green lotus leaves madly swayed, unleashing countless waves of silent extinction. Massive waves rose up on the surface of the sea and rampaged towards the cliff, as if the laws of the world were enveloping this plateau.
The weaker cultivators couldn't even think about resisting. The mere sight caused their Dao hearts to crumble into fine powder and drained them of any intent to fight.
Gou Hanshi, Hu Thirty-Two, and the others knew that there was no longer any hope of breaking apart this battle, so they stopped at the perimeter.
The battle had entered its most crucial moment. Tang Thirty-Six could not restrain his emotions, and tore his gaze away from Bie Yanghong to look over.
The disciples of South Stream Temple, the experts of the Imperial Court, the Guardians of the two great clans, the elders of the sects of the south… everyone was watching.
The cultivators on the plateau had their own standpoints and biases, but at this moment, everyone miraculously felt the same anticipation.
This sort of matter had never occurred before. It was such an astonishing matter that even the thought of it was absurd.
But today, everyone had personally witnessed such a sight. Since it had already happened once, would it happen again?
The wind crazily howled as Wuqiong Bi's horsetail whisk brought that seemingly real yet unreal sea of lotuses in a wave of extinction towards Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.
The temple sword flew through the sky, shining countless rays of holy light on that sea of lotuses, a radiant and enchanting sight.
At the same time, or perhaps only at certain brief moments, the Stainless Sword flew behind those shards of light, following close behind the temple sword, blazing with countless flames, a bright and beautiful image.
The two sword glows complemented each other, illuminating the gloomy lotus sea.
The two sword intents resonated with each other, growing even more powerful than before, their awesome might cutting out a gap in the aura of extinction enveloping the plateau.
The two sword techniques of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong seemed to combine into one. To put it another way, their swords seemed to become one.
Their sword energy grew many times more powerful, even able to cut open the true laws of the world imbued in the lotus sea!
Dust suddenly rose and gradually settled.
Chen Changsheng stood in front of Xu Yourong, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and his clothes sporting several new tears. He had suffered significant injuries.
Xu Yourong's hair was somewhat disordered. Several strands of black hair were drifting in the wind, half-obscuring her beautiful eyes.
Wuqiong Bi was also in a rather sorry state. The front lapel of her Daoist robe had been cut off, her topknot had been loosened, and her hair dropped onto her shoulders, blown to and fro by the wind.
None of this was important.
The important thing was that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong had not retreated a single step.
Wuqiong Bi had not advanced a single step
The two sides had fought to a draw.
Everyone could see this, but no one could believe it, even though this was the second time they had seen it.