Chapter 17: Demon King Lun Ri (1) (1/2)
On the battle stage surrounded by spectators, Xu Hui was h.e.l.l-bent on destroying Li Qiye. He wanted to pull out his muscles, flay his skin, and smash his body into a thousand pieces.
Nan Huairen and Protector Mo wanted to believe in Li Qiye. Although the chance of him winning was slim, he had continuously performed miracles.
“Hey, can he really beat Senior Xu?” Ever since Li Qiye went through the Chaotic Heart Forest in one go, the disciples of the Nine Saint Demon Gate considered him a real opponent.
An older senior shook his head: “The difference between them is too great. It is a mortal versus a Heaven’s Mandate cultivator. Li Qiye won't be able to win unless he was somehow given an Immortal Emperor True Treasure, but even that isn’t realistic. Even with it, he wouldn’t have enough blood energy to activate its power.”
“That's right, a mortal cannot activate an Immortal Emperor True Treasure. The ‘Fierce Slaughter Sword’ technique of Junior Xu is overly powerful due to its mysterious truths. A life or death battle with that technique would not bode well for his opponent.” A disciple that had previously sparred with Xu Hui offered his opinion: “And don’t forget about his Golden Hawk Physique. Although it is only a Houtian Physique, it has considerable speed. If you combine both his speed and power, you can say that his offensive power is nearly unmatched in our generation.”
Cultivators valued physiques very highly. There were six stages of physiques — Mortal Physique, Houtian Physique, Xiantian Physique, King Physique, Saint Physique, and lastly, the Immortal Physique.
The majority of the world had a Mortal Physique, including Li Qiye. It was the weakest both in terms of physical strength and blood energy.
Xu Hui roared. Sword energies began to rotate around his body in an upward manner. They became a giant, impenetrable fortress of visible, radiant swords, all pointing towards Li Qiye. The technique served as a defensive measure as he was channeling his energy.
“Open!”A heavenly sword came out from Xu Hui’s mouth and split into eight different heavenly swords. These swords were gigantic, towering at two hundred meters each. A single strike could split the earth itself.
A disciple couldn’t help but voice their jealousy: “Fierce Slaughter Sword, Heavenly Sword Yan Jin!”
“Xu Hui’s true energy is formed by Yan Jin’s Heavenly Sword due to its completely magical pattern. Yan Jin's Heavenly Sword for offense and Fierce Slaughter Sword for defense. Within our generation, he is nearly unbeatable.”
Witnessing the scene, Protector Mo was humbled. Xu Hui proved to be more powerful than expected, especially when he had the possession of the Yan Jin sword. Protector Mo himself wouldn’t be able to penetrate Xu Hui’s defenses. After his failed attack, the Yan Jing sword formation would immediately counterattack when he was the most vulnerable.
Xu Hui maneuvered his swords at Li Qiye and maniacally yelled: “Come here you b.a.s.t.a.r.d. Today, I will slice you into a thousand pieces!”
“Phoo, phoo!” Li Qiye spat into his palms and then rubbed them together. This rather crude gesture was completely different from his normally elegant bearing.
Li Qiye repeated: “A thousand pieces?”
Then he slowly took out the Serpent Punis.h.i.+ng Stick: ”You, alone, are not enough. Let me beat you into a pig’s head. Even your parents will not recognize who you are after I am done.”
Nan Huairen almost went unconscious. Wasn’t that the stick from the Cleansing Incense Ancient Sect's grand chamber's fireplace? He was expecting Li Qiye to use the “Invisible Dual Blades” technique, maybe its miraculous power would help him tie the fight.
However, Li Qiye wasn’t using the blades but a wooden stick instead… The Yan Jin sword would split that thing in half in a mere second.
Protector Mo’s only thought at this moment was to save Li Qiye’s life the moment it was in danger, no matter the cost.
“Using a wooden stick to fight against the Yan Jin sword? Could it be an Immortal Emperor weapon?” Yu He squinted his eyes and opened his heavenly eye in order to see through the wooden stick. He was indeed worried that the stick was a treasure made by an Immortal Emperor.