Chapter 1028 – The True Final Move (1/2)
Chapter 1028 – The True Final Move
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
When the spear point probed out of the void, Chen Changsheng had blocked it with the Stupid Sword.
From the moment he decided to kill the Demon Lord, entered the darkness, and finally when he faced off against the Angel of Sacred Light, he was using the Intellectual Sword.
So for his final move, he naturally used the Blazing Sword.
These were the three swords that Su Li had passed to him in the wilderness.
When it saw that sword glow, the Angel appeared slightly surprised and then raised its left hand.
It seemed to not think that Chen Changsheng's speed would suddenly become so fast, that his true essence would become so powerful.
With a light clap, the Angel used its fingers to snatch Chen Changsheng's sword. Unable to move, it was like a caught mosquito.
The Stainless Sword had an unequaled edge, but when tightly held, it could not cut through the Angel's fingers.
This should have been Chen Changsheng's strongest move, but it was of no threat to the Angel of Sacred Light.
Logically speaking, the Angel should have adopted a crushing demeanor and begun to attack Chen Changsheng.
But for some reason, a hint of fear appeared in the depths of its eyes.
Su Li was probably in the Sacred Light Continent right now, so perhaps it had seen this move before? Or had it sensed something else?
Chen Changsheng did not notice the change in the Angel's emotions. He continued to burn his true essence and push forward.
The Stainless Sword did not advance a single hair.
The fear in the Angel's eyes became anger and its two fingers turned.
The Stainless Sword bent like a rainbow, but it did not snap.
A titanic energy traveled through the sword to Chen Changsheng's hands.
With a few light snaps, his wrist bones were covered in cracks, liable to break at any moment.
Chen Changsheng did not care. The three swords that Su Li had taught were not his true killing move.
These three swords were to help him arrive in front of the Angel.
On the hilt, the five stone pearls, the Heavenly Tome Monoliths, began to revolve, traveling up the sword to the Angel.
The Angel immediately felt that something was wrong.
The laws of the world in the space between it and Chen Changsheng were changing.
What object could change the laws of the world in such a small area?
The Angel's face suddenly went extremely pale, almost transparent. It was like it was made of glass.
Innumerable rays of light shot out of its body in every direction!
An ordinary cultivator of the continent would instantly be burned to death if they touched these light rays of limitless energy.
Chen Changsheng would not. His body was chock-full of the same light, and there was even more, and it was even purer.
The Angel immediately loosened its fingers and retreated into the darkness.
There was a clang as the Stainless Sword snapped back, its edge slicing through space but failing to touch the Angel's body.
The string of stone pearls shot out from the sword, yet they also failed to hit the Angel.
Several streams of light shone in Chen Changsheng's eyes, the marks left by the Angel as it flapped its wings.
With the Angel's speed, as long as it retreated, Chen Changsheng would find it hard to catch up, much less engage in close combat.
He could only watch that spear of light from the distance, leading him to fall into a truly hopeless situation.
Chen Changsheng did not panic, nor did he despair.
Because the Heavenly Tome Monoliths were not his true final move.
With a clack, the Stainless Sword and the Vault Sheath were separated.
Chen Changsheng gripped the top of the sheath and waved it at the darkness.
This action was similar to when Luoluo used the Falling Rain Whip, and it was also like someone sprinkling water.
Countless sword glows spat out of the sheath, a river of stars from which the faint cry of a dragon could be heard.
The Angel's wings incessantly flapped.
The darkness resounded with countless collisions.
It was sword against wing of light, but the sound was the clear and bright clash of metal on stone.
Sparks sputtered in the dark sky, a dazzling display of fireworks even more beautiful than the one previous.
The slashes of countless swords were not able to leave a single mark on those wings of light, so they were naturally unable to wound the Angel's divine body.
The sword glows scattered like fireflies, unable to stop the Angel from leaving the bounds of the Heavenly Tome Monoliths' attack.
Even at this moment, Chen Changsheng was still very calm.
The Heavenly Tome Monoliths were not his final move, and neither was that previous rain of swords.