# Chapter 231: Overlord's Wrath (Part 2)
Yun Che's stance made Ling Jie widen his eyes, and the paired Tianyuan and Tianyang swords he had already lowered were once again crossed before him: "As expected of someone who once made me, Ling Jie, admire—you truly have such boldness. Even if you must lose, you will fight to the very last moment! Very well, I will grant you, my future little brother, a most dignified defeat!"
"Heh." The corners of Yun Che's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes flashed with dangerous light. "Kid, it seems you've completely misunderstood something. I'm raising this half of a heavy sword not to lose with dignity, but to defeat you."
"Defeat me? Uh... are you sure?" Ling Jie's eyes widened even more.
Yun Che said calmly, "To be honest, during our earlier exchange, I wasn't using my full strength. When there's no need, I habitually hold back some power, especially in full view of others. Because my many experiences have taught me that every bit of strength you reveal before others, every card you show, makes you that much more vulnerable. However, the fact that you not only inflicted minor wounds on me all over but also broke my heavy sword genuinely caught me off guard. You have indeed earned the right to make me take you seriously... With this half of a heavy sword in my hand, I'll let you witness firsthand what a true heavy sword is!!"
Yun Che's words were spoken casually, but they greatly stung Ling Jie's pride, stirring up both strong defiance and a hint of anger. He growled, "Fine! Let me see your full strength then. If you can defeat me with that broken half of a heavy sword, forget calling you boss—I'll call you 'Dad' if I have to!"
Although they were a hundred zhang apart, Ling Yuefeng's hearing was exceptional. The moment Ling Jie blurted out that impulsive and heated remark, the muscles on Ling Yuefeng's face twitched involuntarily.
"...Forget calling me 'Dad'! If people knew I had a son as big as you, how would I ever pick up girls? Prepare yourself... to properly receive this sword strike of mine!!"
Ling Jie was about to speak, but the words died in his throat, and a deep look of astonishment gathered between his brows.
Holding the half of the heavy sword, Yun Che unhesitatingly activated the Celestial Wolf Prison God Scripture. In an instant, his communication with the heavy sword reached a flawless state, his aura perfectly merging with the broken Overlord Giant Sword. The sword was no longer merely a weapon in his hand but had become a part of his very body.
This sensation of perfect aura fusion was extremely subtle, and achieving it was as difficult as ascending to heaven. After Ling Jie had tamed the Tianyang Sword, his ultimate wish was to completely conquer it and fuse his aura with it. Although he was highly talented, he knew reaching that ideal would take at least a decade, perhaps even several decades. As for others, most would never achieve it in their entire lives.
When Yun Che had first picked up the heavy sword, his aura was vast and majestic, like an unshakable mountain. But now, Ling Jie clearly could no longer feel the heavy sword's presence. In his sight, the half sword was clearly in Yun Che's grasp, yet his instincts told him the heavy sword no longer existed—it had completely merged into Yun Che's power and soul... seamless, flawless!
This was the greatest harvest Yun Che had reaped from hunting tens of thousands of powerful profound beasts on the endless plains of the Dragon God trial!
This very sensation was the perfect realm Ling Jie had prepared to spend his entire life pursuing. Now, it was displayed fully before his eyes, causing his soul to tremble violently.
"Take... this sword!"
This time, Yun Che attacked first. He leaped lightly, swinging the half-heavy sword with both hands in a most ordinary jumping slash aimed at Ling Jie.
Ling Jie had faced Yun Che's heavy sword strikes many times before, but this time, the moment the sword was raised, he felt utterly suffocated. As Yun Che's body jumped, it was as if he saw a mountain towering beyond sight, carrying the might of heaven and earth as it crashed down upon him. An overwhelming pressure filled every inch of the space around him, making it impossible for him to breathe or move.
He couldn't dodge, nor could he retreat. This sword strike had locked onto him tightly, leaving no room for evasion. The only choice was to meet it head-on with all his might.
"Tianyang Sword! Tianyuan Sword—Dual Sword Fusion!!"
With a shout, the Tianyuan Sword and Tianyang Sword flew from Ling Jie's hands, floating to his left and right respectively. Their blades emitted an incredibly intense sword light—a radiance that broke limits and defied common sense. The sword light swelled, growing ever more dazzling. From afar, it was as if two suns, one cyan and one orange, had suddenly appeared in the sky.
A sharp, extreme sword aura descended from all directions, vaguely forming a vast sword array. Yun Che's position was the center of the formation. Yun Che lowered his raised head and clenched the broken Overlord Giant Sword tightly with both hands, the power of Falling Moon and Sinking Star ready to be unleashed. At that moment, the Overlord Giant Sword suddenly trembled. A faint black light flickered across its surface, and simultaneously, fragments of soul images from an unknown source surged into Yun Che's mind.
These fragments recorded the bearing of a battlefield hero, an earth-shaking Overlord. Amidst thousands upon thousands of troops, he swung his sword down, generating a wave of energy like a mountain collapse and tsunami. Hundreds of ferocious enemies turned into bloody pulp beneath that single strike, becoming skeletal remains on the battlefield. Every swing of his sword seemed capable of shaking the heavens and the earth. The enemy troops stretched endlessly, yet not a single person could enter within ten zhang of him. His heavy sword swung freely, cutting through the myriad army as if entering an empty land.
And the sword he wielded was none other than the Overlord Giant Sword now in Yun Che's hand.
These soul fragments were the scattered images recorded by the sword's faint spirituality. They were the glory of this Overlord's sword, never to be forgotten for all its existence.
The power of Falling Moon and Sinking Star dissipated. Yun Che closed his eyes and, following the posture of the Overlord from those soul fragments, raised the half of the Overlord Giant Sword. An overwhelmingly domineering sword momentum slowly gathered upon the heavy sword.
"Old friend, thank you for this precious gift you've given me at the very end. This sword strike shall be named—Overlord's Wrath!!"
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