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Chapter 122: Intense Battle with a Half-Step Grand Master, The Land Roars with Dragon's Might
Chapter 122: Intense Battle with a Half-Step Grand Master, The Land Roars with Dragon's Might
A graceful figure descended from the sky, his aura profound and commanding, as if he carried the might of heaven itself.
Hanging three feet above the ground, his feet untouched by the earth, the man gently swayed a folded fan in his hand, exuding an air of cultured nonchalance. Du Yuying and her companions could only stare, their faces drained of color.
Grand Master?
Xuan Yan's expression changed as well, his features turning solemn.
"Grand Master? No, something's not right. Is it because he's too weak? A lousy Grand Master?"
The man in the purple robe exuded an aura reminiscent of a Grand Master, but Xuan Yan, who had crossed paths with Grand Masters before, quickly sensed that something was amiss.
"This aura, reminiscent of a Grand Master's might, is significantly weaker. Although he's still powerful, he's not invincible. However, defeating him won't be easy either.
"Could this be a lousy Grand Master? Are there really Grand Masters this weak?"
As Xuan Yan's thoughts raced, his expression remained grave.
Could there be Grand Masters this weak?
"Even the weakest Grand Masters possess ten times the strength of a regular Master. This man's strength is only about five or six times that of a Master, falling far short of the tenfold mark.
"Even if we take the weakest Master, like Yan Kuan, as a reference, he still doesn't have ten times the strength."
Xuan Yan breathed a slight sigh of relief.
This opponent was not invincible.
However, he was puzzled as to why this Grand Master was so underwhelming.
Du Yuying stepped out of the carriage, her brows furrowed as she regarded the purple-robed man. After a long while, she spoke, "Island Master Yin Hong of Canglan Island?"
"Indeed!"
Yin Hong smiled faintly, "Since Miss Du knows me, why don't you come with me quietly?"
Yan Kuan emerged from the carriage, his face pale, his injuries still not fully healed. In his current state, he could handle a first-rate warrior, but against Yin Hong, he would be crushed with a snap of the fingers.
"Island Master Yin, are you meddling in the affairs of my Du family? Do you not fear that once this matter is settled, my Du family's Grand Master will pay you a visit to demand an explanation?" Yan Kuan said in a deep voice.
"If I, Yin Hong, have taken action, then I naturally do not fear your Du family's Grand Master. Moreover, I have been entrusted by a noble person to bring Miss Du away, and I will naturally handle this matter appropriately.
"Otherwise, how could I, Yin Hong, dare to step into your territory and take away your young mistress?" Yin Hong replied with a casual smile.
"Island Master Yin, you should consider your actions carefully. You are merely a half-step Grand Master. Even if you eventually break through to the Grand Master realm, ask yourself if you can afford to incur the wrath of the head of my Du family!" Yan Kuan glared at him, his eyes filled with anger.
The man had trespassed on Du family land and abducted their young mistress. Given the head of the family's temperament, even if someone intervened to smooth things over, he would never let the matter rest.
Yin Hong's face darkened, and he said coldly, "You, a third-rate Master, have the audacity to spout such nonsense in front of me? Are you tired of living?"
"You..."
Yan Kuan's face turned ashen with rage. If a regular Master had humiliated him like this, he would have taken out a seventh-grade spirit pill and asked Xuan Yan to teach them a lesson, killing them to vent his anger.
But this man was a half-step Grand Master, just one step away from becoming a Grand Master. No matter how strong Xuan Yan was, he was still only a Master-level warrior. Defeating such an opponent might be beyond his capabilities.
Yin Hong's aura became even more sharp and overpowering as he said coldly, "Miss Du, I don't want to kill anyone. Come with me quietly, or else... everyone here, including your bodyguard, will die!"
Du Yuying's heart sank, and she took a deep breath before replying, "Very well, I'll go with you."
"Miss!"
Cui'er was so startled that tears welled up in her eyes.
"Cui'er, remember to give the spirit pills I owe him to this young man," Du Yuying instructed.
"Yes, Miss!" Cui'er replied, her eyes brimming with tears.
"It's best to know when to back down and avoid unnecessary conflict," Yin Hong said with a light laugh.
As he raised his hand to take Du Yuying away, a voice rang out, causing him to feel humiliated.
"You gave me a fright there. I thought you were a Grand Master, but it turns out you're just a half-step Grand Master—a half-baked one at that!" Xuan Yan exclaimed with feigned enlightenment.
Xuan Yan had been wondering why this Grand Master was so weak, unlike any Grand Master he had ever encountered.
Now he understood—this man was a half-baked attempt at becoming a Grand Master. Although he possessed a fraction of a Grand Master's might, he had ultimately fallen short.
With that realization, Xuan Yan no longer feared him.
He had been in the Inner Realm for quite some time, killing one Master after another with a single palm strike. None of them had even come close to bringing out his true strength.
Yin Hong, on the other hand, presented a rare challenge.
"I've comprehended the true meaning of the Dragon's Roar, and my Mountain River Sword Intent is not yet perfect. Just as mountains and rivers cannot be stagnant, I now have a clear direction for improvement.
"All I need is an opponent who can withstand my sword intent and engage me in battle. Through that, I will undoubtedly perfect my technique and gain enlightenment, mastering a sword path based on sword intent!"
At that moment, Xuan Yan's heart raced with excitement.
Yin Hong's cultured expression turned cold. What did he mean by a half-baked attempt at becoming a Grand Master?
In an instant, murderous intent loomed in the air.
"Boy, you're asking for death!"
Yin Hong snapped open his folding fan, and a majestic might descended. Layer upon layer of power, like surging waves, rippled out from him.
Amidst the rumbling, the sound of waves could be heard.
Du Yuying's face paled.
Xuan Yan was eager to join the fray, but he hadn't forgotten that this was Du Yuying's enemy, and he wouldn't intervene without payment.
"Miss Du, I'll help you out of this fix. This half-baked Grand Master is no pushover; he's much stronger than an ordinary Master. It'll take more than one seventh-grade spirit pill!" Xuan Yan said earnestly.
Du Yuying was overjoyed. If Xuan Yan was willing to intervene, it meant he could stand up to a half-step Grand Master.
After all, he had killed Masters with a single palm strike, so his strength was probably not far off from a half-step Grand Master.
"Five seventh-grade spirit pills!"
Du Yuying eagerly offered a delicate white palm.
"Deal!"
Xuan Yan was delighted.
Another five seventh-grade spirit pills—these pills didn't seem that hard to come by!
"Good, good! Today, everyone but Miss Du will die!" Yin Hong roared in anger.
They were negotiating right in front of him, thinking that five seventh-grade spirit pills would be enough to deal with him?
Was he, Yin Hong, that cheap? This was too much!
If it weren't for the noble person backing him, insisting that Du Yuying be brought back unharmed, he wouldn't spare anyone here!
"Trying to scare me?"
Xuan Yan was unfazed.
As long as it wasn't a Grand Master, he had nothing to fear! Even if a Grand Master showed up, he could always escape if he couldn't win.
Du Yuying and her companions quickly retreated, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
Boom!
Yin Hong made his move, waving his folding fan. In an instant, a terrifying power, like surging waves, swept toward them, its might awe-inspiring.
Xuan Yan drew his sword, and his Mountain River Sword Intent surged forth. Amidst the rumbling, he cleaved through the rolling waves, overturning mountains and rivers, and destroying all in its path! Yin Hong's expression changed drastically!
What kind of sword technique was this? Why did it exude such a terrifying killing intent that made his bones chill?
"Don't be careless!"
In that moment, Yin Hong put aside his contempt and grew solemn.
He waved his folding fan, and a wave of power descended from the heavens. With a loud rumble, a deep gorge was gouged into the ground, and dirt flew as the fan flipped in his hand.
Yin Hong unleashed the full might of a half-step Grand Master, and his power, like relentless waves, crashed down on Xuan Yan.
"Amazing!"
Xuan Yan felt the pressure.
His sword intent surged, and his sword energy flowed like a thousand rivers, endless. At the same time, he struck out with his left palm, and a golden dragon flew out, roaring as it clashed with the waves.
"Who will win this battle?"
Far away, Du Yuying watched with a worried expression.
From the intensity of the fight, it seemed that Yin Hong had the upper hand. The rolling wave power surged in all directions, dirt flew, and deep gorges appeared in the ground.
"Uncle Yan, what do you think?"
Du Yuying asked anxiously.
"Hard to say!"
Yan Kuan's expression was grave.
But inwardly, he felt helpless. "I can't tell either. The fight is too intense; I can't see the details clearly!"
Du Yuying took a deep breath and said to one of her bodyguards, "Go back and get reinforcements!"
"Yes, Miss!"
A bodyguard immediately sprinted away, not even bothering to ride a horse. With his strength, he was faster than a horse.
"I hope they can hold on!"
Du Yuying's face was filled with worry.
"Miss, I'm afraid our family's Grand Master is tied up with other matters."
Yan Kuan sighed.
Du Yuying remained silent.
She knew that too, but even if a Master came to their aid, it could still turn the tide of the battle.
Xuan Yan went all out, continuously using his Mountain River Sword Intent and the Dragon Subduing Palm. However, he couldn't break through the wave-like power.
"Since breaking through to the Innate Realm, I haven't had such a thrilling battle. A true warrior understands the essence of martial arts through combat!"
Xuan Yan's mind was clear, and his gaze was determined.
Even though he was slightly at a disadvantage at the moment, he wasn't worried.
"My Mountain River Sword Intent is sufficient in stillness but lacks vitality. If it's meant to represent mountains and rivers, how can it be devoid of life? Mountains and rivers without life are nothing but wastelands."
Xuan Yan quietly realized this.
As the battle intensified, Yin Hong also wanted to end it quickly to avoid any unexpected twists. After all, this was the Du family's territory.
If the Du family sent a Grand Master, he would undoubtedly die!
"Die!"
Yin Hong roared, his folding fan snapping open. It transformed into a cold light that shot out amidst the surging waves.
It was extremely fast, and in an instant, it reached Xuan Yan's throat.
His clothes were sliced, leaving a gash on his shoulder.
Yin Hong's expression shifted, and he was startled; "What kind of movement technique is this? So tricky and bizarre!"
*Swish!*
Xu Yan vanished again, reappearing in another direction.
Yin Hong's face turned gloomy, and the folding fan returned to his hand. He leaped into the air, and with a double palm strike, a torrent of power resembling surging waves poured down. The earth erupted as dirt exploded in all directions.
The rolling dirt transformed into a tidal wave, crashing down from all sides.
Xu Yan unleashed a palm strike, and eighteen golden dragons roared forth. His Mountain River Sword Intent surged, clashing with the wave-like power unleashed by Yin Hong.
*BOOM!*
Terrifying might, akin to a towering mountain, bore down upon them. The surrounding dirt waves ensnared the golden dragons, dragging them into a quagmire.
Xu Yan's figure flickered as he retreated.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Yin Hong's killing intent surged, and with each flip of his palms, a torrent of power crashed down.
The ground churned, giving rise to a tidal wave of dirt that resembled a swamp of lava, trapping the eighteen formidable dragons within.
"Young Master!"
Du Yuying, watching from afar, was beside herself with worry.
It was evident that Xu Yan was at a disadvantage and in constant peril.
However, Xu Yan remained calm and unfazed. He thrust his sword again and again, manifesting his Mountain River Sword Intent and spreading a murderous aura that permeated the surroundings. Even as the eighteen dragons crumbled, his expression remained unwavering.
Suddenly, a sense of deathly stillness emerged, engulfing the battlefield in a peculiar, lifeless atmosphere.
The grass beneath their feet seemed to wither, devoid of vitality.
Yin Hong's eyebrows furrowed, and he was taken aback; "What kind of sword technique is this? Why is it so bizarre?"
"Die!"
Yin Hong's aura exploded, and the dirt waves surged, threatening to bury Xu Yan entirely.
"Now!"
Xu Yan's eyes gleamed with determination. The stagnant mountains and rivers suddenly burst with life.
A dragon's roar reverberated through the mountains and rivers.
*ROAR!*
This dragon's roar seemed to contain the might of the heavens, causing the sky to change color and the mountains and rivers to appear. A golden dragon whirled in the sky.
Xu Yan's sword stabbed forward, as if enveloping the world in mountains and rivers. The golden dragon roared like thunder, and his sword intent obliterated everything in its path. The dragon's roar shook the soul.
In an instant, the tidal wave collapsed, and the countless flying clods of dirt seemed to become part of the mountains and rivers. The golden dragon soared, and with a dragon's roar, the wind and clouds churned as if the power of the heavens were unleashed.
*BOOM!*
A sword that broke through the relentless waves, a sword that swept across the mountains and rivers.
Yin Hong felt a dragon's roar resonate in his mind, shaking his spirit. His breath hitched, and what was even more terrifying was that he seemed to see the endless mountains and rivers, and the roaring golden dragon.
The dragon's roar seemed to pull him into the realm of mountains and rivers, where he experienced the endless vitality of nature and the grandeur of the landscape. He saw the golden dragon soaring in the sky.
The beauty of the mountains and rivers was mesmerizing... but it was also a terrifying killing intent!
"Not good!"
After all, he was a half-step Grand Master, having faced countless battles and escaped deadly crises.
In that instant, Yin Hong roared, biting the tip of his tongue and spraying blood. His aura exploded, and a terrifying wave of power enveloped his body.
The folding fan opened, its wide surface protecting the upper half of his body.
At the same time, his figure retreated explosively.
The tidal wave of power surged, seemingly breaking through the mountains and rivers, tearing him free from the majestic landscape.
*BOOM!*
He felt an impact on his chest, shaking his internal organs, and he barely managed to hold back a mouthful of blood.
*Szz!*
Even with the protection of the treasure fan guarding his throat, he still felt a tingling sensation, as if an invisible force had pierced through the fan and pricked his throat.
He was almost pierced by that sword!
Yin Hong's figure retreated, his heart trembling as he stared at Xu Yan.
He had come dangerously close to perishing at the hands of his opponent!
That sword was too terrifying, especially that roar, which shook his spirit and seemed to pull him into a realm of mountains and rivers.
If he hadn't reacted swiftly, he would have been a corpse by now!
"What kind of sword technique is that? How can it induce an illusion?"
Yin Hong's face alternated between pale and flushed.
Xu Yan, on the other hand, was thrilled; "I finally understand the way of the sword. This is the path of the sword, not just a sword technique. It is a killing art based on sword intent.
"So, I have truly comprehended the way of the sword.
"Let's call this sword technique 'Mountain River Dragon's Roar'."
Mountain River Dragon's Roar transcended the realm of sword techniques and entered the realm of true sword mastery!
It was a killing art manifested from sword intent.
(End of Chapter)
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