Chapter 1657: Understanding the Sword, Skyless
"Skyless Sword Intent, Lin Feng actually possesses his sword intent." The Great Elder's heart stirred. Could Lin Feng be his disciple?
"That's right, this kid's swordsmanship is indeed somewhat similar to his."
The Sword Mountain Great Elder's eyes flickered continuously, his heart surging with waves. Not only him, but several veteran experts of Sword Mountain also shot sharp gazes when they sensed the sword intent Lin Feng had released in that instant.
However, after that instant, Lin Feng no longer displayed any Skyless Sword Intent. Instead, he condensed sword light in both hands, slashing out one sword after another, as if never-ending, completely suppressing the opponent's Nine Sun Sword Technique. Lin Feng's sword was too fast and too strong. When he decided to end the battle, the opponent's Nine Sun Sword Technique could no longer exert its power. Finally, the young man's figure drifted back, his sword aura retracting. He knew he had lost.
"Following your heart, moving your sword with your will. This kind of formless swordsmanship, when it reaches a certain speed and a certain level of power, without absolute strength, there is simply no way to fight it." The young man revealed a bitter smile. He had intended to overwhelm Lin Feng with the momentum of a thunderclap, but he never expected Lin Feng to be so terrifying when he erupted. His sword was like a vast ocean of thunder, directly drowning the opponent.
"My swordsmanship is not weaker than yours." The young man said to Lin Feng. Lin Feng nodded in agreement: "Indeed, your swordsmanship is already very perfect."
Lin Feng himself understood that if he hadn't mastered so many fused essence sword techniques, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the opponent's chain of killing moves. The Nine Sun Sword Technique—swords exploding like the sun, swords fast as light—and in the opponent's hands, it was extremely perfect.
"But no matter what, defeat is defeat. Without entering the Martial Emperor realm, it's almost impossible to defeat you." The young man said calmly. Many people claimed to be Invincible Sovereign Lords, but at this moment, he might have seen a true invincible existence below the Sovereign Martial Realm. Even an Emperor could be slain. Below the Martial Emperor realm, no one could fight him. A single essence had already reached its limit, let alone fused essence sword techniques—their killing power was too terrifying.
"Lin Feng." At this moment, the Sword Mountain Great Elder called out from above the Sword Valley, causing Lin Feng to turn his gaze upward toward the Great Elder.
"Your swordsmanship is so formidable. You must have been taught by a master swordsman, right?" The Great Elder asked casually, a faint smile on his face.
"I once received guidance from a sword expert, who taught me to understand my own sword. Later, I spent several years tempering my heart in the mortal world, then held my sword to comprehend the sword, which led to my current sword dao." Lin Feng did not completely hide the truth. His earlier exposure of the Skyless Sword Intent was purely careless. In the past, when the Sword Mountain Sect Leader was still Iron Sword Martial Emperor, he had fought against Skyless Sword Emperor. Lin Feng still didn't want to reveal Skyless Sword Emperor's identity, as he couldn't be sure why Iron Sword Martial Emperor and Skyless Sword Emperor had fought back then. Now that the Great Elder was asking like this, it seemed Sword Mountain indeed had a deep connection with Skyless Sword Emperor.
"Oh? Where did you meet him? If there's a chance, the people of Sword Mountain would also like to visit such a sword dao master." The Great Elder remained calm, asking with a smile.
"In a small world, purely a chance encounter. I was lucky." Lin Feng didn't say much, just a casual remark. The Nine Heavens Continent had countless small worlds, so the other party couldn't possibly know which one he meant.
The Sword Mountain Great Elder nodded slightly, then looked at the Sword Mountain disciples and said, "Lin Feng's swordsmanship is extraordinary. If any of you still want to test your swords against him, seize the opportunity."
No one responded. In this Sword Testing Ceremony, the first and second ranked had both lost to Lin Feng. They had also seen Lin Feng's swordsmanship. Defeating him was impossible. As for testing swords, their strength wasn't even enough to test Lin Feng; they would be easily defeated.
"Lin Feng takes his leave." Seeing no response, Lin Feng smiled, soared into the air, and returned to Ruoxie's side. Afterward, some other outsiders came to test their swords, but they could no longer capture the crowd's attention. After Lin Feng's two battles, the other fights seemed less impressive.
After the Sword Testing Ceremony ended, Lin Feng and Ruoxie left alone. On Sword Mountain, at a cliff precipice, the two stood there. Ruoxie said to Lin Feng with a smile, "The Sword Mountain Sect Leader, Iron Sword Martial Emperor, once practiced his sword here on this cliff. Feel it."
Lin Feng smiled at Ruoxie. This guy knew what he needed. His body trembled slightly, and Lin Feng stepped into the void, landing on the cliff. Indeed, a sword intent lingered in the air. Though countless years had passed, the sword intent still remained, showing how powerful it was.
"Besides the heavy feeling of the Iron Sword youth, Iron Sword Martial Emperor's sword intent also has a true kingly sword intent, like a king among swords, capable of crushing even the lawless Skyless Sword Intent." Lin Feng felt this sword intent, thinking to himself. The ancient sword scripture Iron Sword Martial Emperor cultivated was the Sword King Scripture, possessing a kingly aura, as if it could crush the heavens.
After a while, Lin Feng's figure flickered, returning to the cliff. He said to Ruoxie with a smile, "Are there any other sword intents left by other experts?"
"This is Sword Mountain. The predecessors naturally left treasures for their descendants." Ruoxie said with a smile, then his figure flickered. Soon, he brought Lin Feng to a natural chasm, surrounded by mountain walls. Within it, various sword intents seemed to permeate the air. Just standing at the periphery, one felt thousands of sword intents rushing into the body, causing one's own sword intent to go berserk.
"Many of Sword Mountain's predecessors came here to practice their swords, cleanse their sword hearts, and leave behind their sword intents, making the sword intents here increasingly chaotic." Ruoxie said with a smile. Lin Feng pondered for a moment, then understood. This place of chaotic sword intents could easily trigger a berserk reaction in others' sword intents. But precisely in such a chaotic place, if you could hold fast to your own sword dao, it would strengthen your sword intent and cleanse your sword heart.
Lin Feng stepped forward, directly entering the thousands of sword intents. Immediately, he felt an illusion of being pierced by ten thousand swords. Heavy sword intent, sharp sword intent, death sword intent—endless sword intents surged at him, making his own sword intent seem to go berserk along with them. If his sword intent was unstable, it could backfire. This place was not easy to step into.
Lin Feng closed his eyes amidst the endless sword intents, quietly feeling them, letting the sword intents pass through his body, accepting them all without rejection, savoring them carefully.
Seeing Lin Feng's actions, Ruoxie revealed a smile, standing with his hands behind his back in the void, his spine straight like the backbone of the sword dao.
Ten days later, the two left this land together. That day, at the foot of Sword Mountain, Lin Feng turned back and said to Ruoxie with a smile, "No need to see me off. If I have the chance, I will come back to Sword Mountain to see you."
Ruoxie, however, shook his head slightly and said, "The Nine Heavens Continent is filled with powerful experts. None of us know whether we will live or die in the next moment. In the near future, I also plan to go out and train, to roam the prosperous lands of this Qingxiao Continent. If I stay on Sword Mountain forever, even if I achieve something, it will be hard to become a Great Emperor. What meaning would that have?"
Surviving among countless experts, wandering on the edge of life and death, constantly pursuing the peak of martial dao—only then can one continuously break through the shackles of one's talent and embark on the heaven-defying journey of martial dao.
Hearing Ruoxie's words, Lin Feng nodded in agreement. The Heavenly Terrace had eleven disciples. The first he met was Hou Qinglin, who had gone to the Qian Domain at that time, giving him a feeling of brilliance and power. The second he met was Ruoxie, back in the Wasteland Sea. Ruoxie walked alone across the Wasteland Sea, comprehending the Time Essence on an island. His first impression was that this person had great martial ambition, and his will was unyielding and indestructible.
Many people spend their lives pursuing the Martial Emperor realm, and some aspire to become a Great Emperor. Even if they dare to think higher, they feel it's a fantasy, an unrealistic hope, just casually imagining. However, some people truly dare to think, dare to fight for what they want, and forge ahead with all their might. Ruoxie was undoubtedly the latter.
"When will we meet again?" Lin Feng asked Ruoxie with a smile.
"If not by chance, perhaps when the Heavenly Terrace becomes famous, we might meet again." Ruoxie smiled. Lin Feng nodded, then directly stepped forward, waving his hand behind him, and left with ease.
"Even if the Heavenly Terrace rises in the Great World, if our strength is insufficient, how can we protect it?" Ruoxie looked at Lin Feng's back, murmuring softly. "The Heavenly Terrace has eleven disciples, none of them cowardly. In this vast world, each will have their own chapter."
On the boundless earth, Lin Feng ran wildly, surging sword intent erupting from his body. The void echoed with the sound of sword explosions. Wherever he passed, the earth split, and grass and trees were severed.
Moreover, Lin Feng's sword intent constantly changed—now the heavy earth sword intent, now the enduring immortal sword intent, now the cold death sword intent. Over a dozen types of sword intent flowed through Lin Feng's body without pause. At the same time, a powerful demonic aura rose like clouds, wildly intertwining and coiling with the sword intent, as if trying to merge with it.
Thus, as he ran and roared, Lin Feng continuously tried various transformations, sometimes fusing several sword intents, seeing if they could align with the demonic technique, constantly seeking the most perfect point of fusion.
Flame sword intent merged with demonic energy, becoming a demonic fire sword; earth sword intent merged with demonic energy, becoming a heavy demonic sword... He kept trying, kept merging. Lin Feng's body seemed never to stop, never to rest.
"Boom!" Finally, the moment Lin Feng's steps halted, the earth was torn apart by deep fissures. Everything around was swept away and cleaved. In the void, a terrifying, silent, sharp demonic aura surged endlessly, as if never ceasing.
At this moment, the sword intent and demonic intent on Lin Feng's body seemed to merge together, indistinguishable. The sword intent integrated into his demonic body.
"Roar..." Lin Feng let out a long howl. Boundless demonic light seemed to transform into countless terrifying demonic swords. Countless beams of demonic sword light slashed toward the sky, reaching a terrifyingly powerful level. In that instant, a terrifying storm of demonic swords appeared in the void.
"Sword dao slashes the heavens, demonic dao slaughters the heavens. If the heavens block my path, there is no heaven but me." Lin Feng raised his hands, slowly intertwining them. Instantly, the endless demonic light in the void converged, forming a colossal demonic sword. The terrifying power it contained seemed as if it could truly slash and destroy the heavens. There is no heaven but me.
"This sword, I name it Skyless." Lin Feng uttered a sound. The sword slashed out, and a terrifying demonic storm surged in the void, rising against the heavens. Lin Feng's steps did not hesitate as he strode forward, without any attachment, leaving only the destructive power of the demonic sword in the void!