Chapter 207: The Great Radiance Arrives
Chen Changsheng did not enter the Green Leaf World, nor did he enter the Zhou Garden.
He was not certain whether the Radiant Angel could see through the workings of spatial laws like the Demon Lord had back then.
He would not make such a choice until the very last moment.
So, faced with this dire situation, what should he do?
He made an unexpected move.
He closed his eyes.
This was not contempt.
Nor was it surrender.
It represented only focus and his attempt to find a way to break the deadlock.
The Radiant Angel’s figure stood outside the rain of swords, a spear of light in hand thrusting toward him.
He knew this was not the true picture.
In the real scene, determined by time rather than sight, the Radiant Angel was constantly in motion.
A moment ago, he was deep in the night; the next, he arrived at the weakest point of the sword formation, then returned to his original spot.
In an extremely brief span of time, the Radiant Angel had launched countless attacks against the sword formation in the night sky.
But his speed was too fast, like lightning without a flash; to the naked eye, his movements were utterly imperceptible.
Chen Changsheng’s gaze could not keep up with his speed either; he could only rely on the sword formation to defend while sensing.
In such a situation, he simply could not determine the opponent’s position.
Thus, the means he had prepared for the Radiant Angel—those stone beads transformed from the Heavenly Book Stele—naturally could not touch the opponent’s body.
Since that was the case, he simply closed his eyes, no longer trying to track the opponent’s trajectory with his sight, but instead dispersing his spiritual sense.
The spiritual sense spreading into the surrounding night was like a net.
He still could not pinpoint the Radiant Angel’s location, but he could already clearly perceive the traces left by the opponent’s movements within the spiritual sense net.
Those straight lines that could abruptly turn were so striking.
Chen Changsheng, eyes closed, head slightly lowered, held his sword with both hands, waiting for those traces to gradually reveal a pattern, or to slow down.
The Blind Qin Master guessed what he intended to do and tilted his head slightly. The broken strings, trembling with blood-drenched fingers, drifted out of the sword formation like countless ethereal serpents in the void, trying to intercept those rays of light and slow the Radiant Angel’s speed.
Unfortunately, the gap in their cultivation levels was an insurmountable chasm.
The Radiant Angel stood expressionlessly outside the rain of swords, countless residual lights flaring up and then extinguishing in all directions.
No matter how calm and powerful Chen Changsheng’s spiritual sense was, it could not truly bind him.
The Blind Qin Master’s strings could not even catch up to his figure.
In battle, he was true light and lightning.
The spear of light, possessing infinite might, continuously stabbed toward the Nanxi Zhai sword formation.
The sword cries grew sharper and more piercing; Chen Changsheng’s face gradually turned pale, his sea of consciousness churning, and he had already suffered not insignificant internal injuries.
Yet he still did not give up, because it was clear that the power transmitted by each spear of light had diminished greatly.
—The power diminished because he was pursuing the ultimate in speed.
The Radiant Angel’s choice was cautious.
Caution came from vigilance.
That meant Chen Changsheng’s countermeasure was reasonable.
But it was still a pity.
A pity for the same reason as before.
The gap in their cultivation levels was too vast.
Hundreds of residual light rays flickered in and out of the night, like stars blinking behind thin clouds.
In an incredibly brief fragment of time, the Radiant Angel thrust his spear of light more than four hundred times into the rain of swords filling the sky.
At the same time, the spear tip that had pierced through the void to arrive before Chen Changsheng, blocked by his horizontal sword, advanced half a foot toward his eyes.
Countless swords were knocked flying, emitting sword cries of anger, unwillingness, and helplessness.
That spear of light, seemingly slow but inexorably unstoppable, broke deeper into the rain of swords.
It looked like a great river bursting through a mountain.
Or like a brilliant light breaking through the clouds.
The Nanxi Zhai sword formation was about to shatter.
Chen Changsheng and the Blind Qin Master were about to die.
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Suddenly.
An even brighter light appeared in the night.
It was a flame from ancient times, as if it could burn everything.
Even the night and the Radiant Angel’s light could become its fuel.
Then, a sword light like the Heavenly River came into everyone’s view.
If the Radiant Angel’s spear of light was a great river breaking through a mountain.
Then this sword light was the Heavenly River falling from the sky.
The calm water surface reflected that golden flame, dazzling with countless bright and brilliant rays.
Countless sparks suddenly appeared in the night sky, then dripped toward the ground.
If one looked closely, they could see those sparks connected into a straight line.
A battle was being fought at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
Those sparks were the traces left by this battle.
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Outside the rain of swords filling the sky, the Radiant Angel’s figure vanished.
The spear tip before Chen Changsheng’s eyes also disappeared.
Countless sparks appeared in the night sky, looking like fireworks, breathtakingly beautiful.
What was truly breathtaking was that this proved the Radiant Angel had been forced to reveal his true position and had begun to fight.
Whose sword light was this, arriving with infinite radiance?
What kind of flame could ignite even the night?
And who on this continent could keep up with the Radiant Angel’s speed?
Chen Changsheng did not need to analyze these things.
In fact, the moment he sensed that radiance, he knew all the answers.
That radiance was too bright; even the Radiant Angel’s figure seemed somewhat dim, and that spear of light had turned into an iron rod.
Only one sword technique in the world could shine with such great radiance.
And only Chen Changsheng had truly seen this sword technique.
That was Nanxi Zhai’s true ultimate sword technique, arguably the most powerful sword technique on the entire continent.
The Great Radiance Sword.
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The one who could wield the Great Radiance Sword was, and could only be, Xu Yourong.
Only she possessed speed no less than the Radiant Angel’s, and the True Phoenix Fire capable of burning away the night.
Among the powerhouses below the Divine Domain, only she could force the Radiant Angel to reveal his true form.
Xiao De could not, Xiao Zhang could not, Liang Wangsun could not, and the Blind Qin Master could not either.
From this, Xu Yourong truly lived up to the name of the True Phoenix.
Her appearance suddenly changed the situation on the field, yet it was still not enough to alter the final outcome.
The Great Radiance Sword was indeed absurdly powerful, but it still could not bridge the gap in cultivation levels.
Not everyone could be like Wang Po, comprehending the blade under the ginkgo tree for over ten days, then splitting heaven and earth with a single slash on the Luo River.
An indescribable pressure fell from the sky to the ground, like a real mountain.
The Radiant Angel might not be able to break the Great Radiance Sword, but he could directly suppress it with the laws and principles of heaven and earth.
The radiance suddenly dimmed by several degrees.
Yellow sand danced wildly, fierce winds howled, and terrifying power and aura splattered everywhere like a tangible substance.
In the wind and sand, a white-clad girl could be faintly seen drifting backward, like a white flower leaving its branch.
At such a critical moment, Chen Changsheng still had his eyes closed.
His spiritual sense had been tracking the Radiant Angel all along. Countless intricate lines gradually filled the picture, turning it into a lake.
The entire courtyard was within this lake.
When Xu Yourong’s Great Radiance Sword fell, he sensed it.
He sensed the Radiant Angel’s position.
All the snowfields burned simultaneously.
All his true essence erupted violently.
A moment ago, he was still in the rain of swords filling the sky.
The next moment, he appeared before the Radiant Angel.
Then, he thrust his sword forward.