Chapter 148 The Blood-Red Sword Gleam (1/2)

It was impressive for the clash on a spiritual level to have such a powerful effect.

The Huanzhen from Guang Qing Celestial Sect and the Xingzou from Ming Wang Temple had a grave expression on their faces. Regardless, the survivor of the battle would be infinitely closer to being a land immortal or the Golden-Bodied Arhat. Moreover, with Baoguang’s accumulation, he might be even to become an Arhat on the spot.

It was as though Chen Jianmei’s spirit was being placed within the waves, and there was no sword aura that came through till now.

The great techniques of the spirit used by Monk Baoguang were an inheritance from the Moonlight Buddha. Moreover, he had studied the Baoyue Guangwang Scripture left behind by his Senior Apprentice-Brother, Baoyue the Venerable. This allowed him to form a Baoyue Guangwang body through the aid of moonlight. He was as clean as the colored ceramic glaze, and as he used the moonlight as part of the spell, he had shape but not matter. His entire spirit was melted in the moonlight, and he planned to take on Chen Jianmei’s Shapeless Sword with this colored light.

This was why Chen Jianmei decided to prioritize defense instead of offense, and repeatedly, he had the most basic form of Dao discussion with Monk Baoguang.

Dao discussion essentially meant the complete and unreserved spiritual clash between the both of them, and it was a determined strike at the opponent’s heart.

Chen Jianmei was not who he once was. All he wanted was supreme swordcraft, and longevity was not part of his final goal.

With a lifetime worth of cultivation, he struck brilliantly with his sword.

As the spectators observed the repeated spiritual clashes, Chen Jianmei stood and walked towards the Baoguang void.

Affected by the aftermath of the spiritual clashes, the waves rolled fiercely. However, none of them managed to get close to Chen Jianmei’s foot. His Daoist robe remained dry. It was as though an invisible force was keeping the sea waves at bay.

When both of them were at a distance of three hundred meters, they retracted their gaze, and the sparks from the spiritual clash disappeared. Calmness returned to the sea. It was the calm before the storm.

Out of a sudden, the world was filled with moonlight, rendering it clearer than the sea.

Even with his great sight, Shen Lian could not see Monk Baoguang clearly. He could not tell what Chen Jianmei was felling, and the response that was about to follow.

Countless little arrows with the color of moonlight shot out from the void. Only the greatest spells could exorcise the demon.

Baoguang Zen Master sat at the lotus seat and was as still as the Mount Tai. The moonlight had spirituality and offered him protection.

Dao was akin to the moonlight, it was endless and could reach anywhere.

The little arrows made from moonlight did not have friction against the air. Though, they did not travel as fast as the moonlight. The maximum limit of speed in this world was that of light, once exceeded, it would be an entirely unknown realm altogether.

Moonlight was condensed due to divine thoughts and was made into spells.

In the void, countless little arrows that only had shape but not matter were formed. They seemed so far yet so near, and all of them flew towards Chen Jianmei.

When they were ten feet away from Chen Jianmei, they dispersed and formed a silver stream.

Shapeless Sword Formula, Shapeless Sword Aura.

If he wanted to, Chen Jianmei could emit Shapeless Sword Aura from any of his acupoints, and he could do so speedily. If it was not for the disappearance of the little swords, no one would have known that he had unsheathed his sword.

Sword aura existed without shape. However, Chen Jianmei’s sword aura was so unnoticeable that even after it was emitted, not even a hint of the sword aura could be sensed.

In the void, it seemed that a long dragon was flying towards Baoguang after the little arrows were wiped off.

The long dragon was the accumulation of shapeless sword aura. Everyone could not see it, and they could only sense it. Yet, that was sufficient for them to feel the enormous pressure emitted by it.

Baoguang Zen Master murmured some Buddhist mantras, and the moonlight in front of him condensed into a blade. The moonlight that had shape but not matter was emitting buzzing sounds, and this was plainly unimaginable.

In Buddhism, there was the saying of ”laying down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the spot”.

This blade of moonlight was the butcher’s knife in Baoguang’s heart; it originated from his thoughts and took shape in the physical realm.

Countless moonlight and Qi of heaven and earth converged into it, completely overpowering the volume of Qi of heaven and earth invoked by the previous fight between Shen Lian and Shi Daoist.

In fact, this was of a different magnitude altogether.

It was as though all of the moonlight were absorbed completely by Monk Baoguang, and were converged onto the intimidating blade.

The blade seemed to have a demonic spirituality, and there were hints of blood.

The hatred of all the demons and monsters that Monk Baoguang had exorcised over the years seemed to be within it and the bellows of the evil spirits could be heard, causing one’s heart and soul to waver.

Even with one’s eyes closed and five senses shut, one could still feel the endless killing intent and hatred of the sword.

Him being merciful was the reason why he could control the butcher’s knife and not the other way round.

Shen Lian started to worry for Chen Jianmei; this form of swordcraft was not something that could be rivaled by human force.

Baoguang Zen Master did not only unleash his blade, he had released the demonic thoughts into his heart at the same time. He tried to utilize Chen Jianmei’s supreme sword aura to extinguished his demonic obstacles and thus, attaining Dao.

This was an unexpected yet ingenious move.

Regardless of whether Chen Jianmei won or lost, Baoguang would be able to overcome the demonic obstacles within him.