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Chapter 329: That One Sword Illuminated the Entire Holy Mountain!
Chapter 329: That One Sword Illuminated the Entire Holy Mountain! (Monthly Votes Requested)
When her Dao Fetus was shattered, Lin Qingying felt as if her internal organs were being torn apart, the intense pain piercing deep into her Divine Soul. Yet, she gritted her teeth and did not let out a single cry, refusing to give her opponent the satisfaction.
If Master were here, he would surely notice the abnormality and come to her aid.
Her eyes filled with sorrow as she looked toward the Semi-Saint Elders. She saw a variety of expressions on their faces—pity, regret, indifference—but they all seemed to be looking down on her from a lofty height.
However, those expressions undoubtedly conveyed to her that Hao Yue Holy Son's subtle moves had not escaped their notice.
But why didn't they stop him?
Lin Qingying was stunned, a chill running through her body as if her blood had turned to ice.
Was it simply because she was not one of their Disciples?
Or was it because they were considering the face of Hao Yue Holy Son's Master, the Sword Saint?
Lin Qingying also saw the Sword Saint, the one she had always revered, but he remained unmoved, seemingly oblivious. At that moment, she suddenly understood.
In just that brief moment, the warmth of the past seemed to shatter, and she abruptly grasped the cold, harsh reality of the world, where only interests mattered.
Compared to Hao Yue Holy Son, who had a greater chance of Ascension, was it worth sacrificing herself to be his stepping stone, to forge his invincible Dao Heart?
No wonder he dared to act so ruthlessly on the battlefield; he had seen through this long ago.
He had wronged his fellow disciple, he had violated the Holy Land's laws, but if this battle ended with him rising to a higher level, he could become the Holy Land's third Sage in the future!
And she, once disabled, would be forgotten. She had no powerful backers, and although her grandfather was a high-ranking Potion Master, in this realm, he was virtually negligible.
It seemed that no one cared about right or wrong.
The higher-ups were indifferent, and the lower ranks were blind.
The pain of her shattered Dao Fetus did not make Lin Qingying cry, but at that moment, a tear trickled down her cheek.
She suddenly felt a deep, chilling despair.
But suddenly, a loud, furious roar echoed, as if shaking her very soul!
Lin Qingying looked up, and there she saw the familiar face of the young man, now filled with rage, his hair standing on end.
That face, which usually wore a carefree smile, could indeed show anger.
Seeing the wrath in those dark eyes, Lin Qingying felt a warm current flow through her cold heart, and she suddenly felt the world regain its color.
"Hmm?"
Hao Yue Holy Son heard the roar, glanced over, but then ignored it, withdrawing his sword and suddenly slashing again.
"My beloved, destroying you was a necessity. Not only your Dao Fetus, but also your proud Sword Dao, I must shatter them both to ensure I am deeply wounded!"
Hao Yue Holy Son raised his sword, and the Sword Light condensed into the Vast and Perfect Sword Intent, the Day and Moon Sword Intent, which seemed to reflect Heaven and Earth. The Sword Intent was dazzling, and the Sword Momentum was like the blazing sun, making everyone feel insignificant.
"That's the Day and Moon Sword Intent!"
"This is Hao Yue Holy Son's Sword Intent? It seems to encompass myriad phenomena."
"I see the shadows of Water Sword Dao and Fire Sword Dao within it."
"No wonder he often speaks of Minor Dao; compared to his Sword Intent, mine is indeed skewed."
As the vast Sword Momentum filled the air, countless people were stunned, including the many Holy Sons and Holy Maidens on the Holy Platform, who felt their minds being captured by his power.
It was like holding a withered branch and suddenly glimpsing a lush mountain, making one feel small and insignificant.
The withered branch, once treasured, now seemed utterly meaningless.
Standing before Hao Yue Holy Son, Lin Qingying was now enveloped by the Sun and Moon Sword Intent. This Sword Intent invaded her Sea of Consciousness, like a sharp blade, severing her Utmost Softness Sword Intent.
A sharp, cracking sound echoed in her mind, like a mournful cry.
Her body trembled, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, shuddering all over. Her hand, gripping the sword, shook uncontrollably, and her eyes momentarily lost their focus.
Bang!
A wave of Sword Intent swept across, sending her sword flying. It spun through the air, making dozens of circles before lodging itself diagonally into the battle platform.
"Sun and Moon Ascendant, illuminating all things, Heaven and Earth will reflect the brilliance of my Sword Dao!"
At the same time, Hao Yue Holy Son's entire body was engulfed in Divine Flame, his eyes radiating brilliant Divine Light. The hint of tenderness in his gaze turned cold.
By disabling Lin Qingying's Dao Fetus and Sword Intent at this moment, he had taken a decisive step down the path of detachment. His heart seemed to be refined by the sun and moon, giving him a sense of being an incarnation of the celestial bodies, looking down upon all things and all beings.
This mindset elevated his Sun and Moon Sword Intent to an even higher level, making it more terrifying.
"His Sun and Moon Sword Intent has become purer. Such a Sword Intent is truly top-notch."
"He has only been cultivating for sixty years, yet his Sword Dao talent is monstrous. He even has the potential to achieve Sacrificial Dao Ascension!"
"If he chooses the path of the Sacrificial Dao, it will be truly frightening."
Shanzu and the other six Semi-Saint Elders all grew solemn. The talent of this opponent in the Sword Dao was no less impressive than their own when they were young, making him an extremely gifted rising star.
Yaizu's gaze shifted to the Sword Saint. They all saw that Hao Yue had used Lin Qingying to forge his Sword Dao, but no one mentioned it. After all, the Master was present, and they could see that even the Sword Saint would not miss such a detail, let alone know whether it was the Master who had taught him. This was why they wisely refrained from commenting.
The Sword Saint's expression remained calm, devoid of joy or sorrow, merely observing quietly.
On the platform, Hao Yue Holy Son's Sun and Moon Divine Eyes became even more piercing as his Sword Intent condensed.
After his Sword Intent had been refined and enhanced, he retracted his power back into his body and looked down at Lin Qingying, who lay on the ground like a defeated dog. There was no trace of tenderness in his eyes, as if he were looking at a mere stone.
"You have lost."
He said this as if pronouncing a verdict.
His Dao Domain also retracted, and with his current Sword Intent, he could easily defeat her.
Moreover, Lin Qingying was now crippled, her Holy-Level Disciple combat power lost. Even a top Inner Gate genius could defeat her now.
Hearing those cold words from above, Lin Qingying seemed to snap out of her dazed state. Her mind was filled with the chaotic Sun and Moon Sword Intent, and her original Utmost Softness Sword Intent had been destroyed, unable to be reformed.
She had already conceded defeat, but the way he spoke from his lofty position now felt both ironic and absurd.
In the audience, the disciples erupted in cheers upon hearing Hao Yue Holy Son's cold words.
Aside from the Holy Son, Holy Maiden, and a few top Inner Disciples who understood the true nature of the battle, most disciples only saw Hao Yue Holy Son easily defeating Lin Qingying with a single sword strike, which seemed like a normal attack.
Under the vast Sun and Moon Sword Intent, he appeared as a divine judge, inspiring fervent admiration and cheers from the crowd.
This battle was not just a victory for Hao Yue Holy Son, but an overwhelming one, showcasing his extraordinary Sword Dao!
In the Sword Ancestor Sanctuary, all the Disciples practice swordsmanship. At this moment, Hao Yue Holy Son’s Sword Intent was on full display, leaving countless people in awe.
Only those who have practiced the sword can truly feel the vastness of the Sword Intent of the Sun and Moon, and the insignificance of their own existence.
The Array slowly retracted, and the battle came to an end.
With this victory, Hao Yue Holy Son had consecutively defeated two opponents. There was no doubt that he was now the champion of the Sword God Battle!
The first among the young generation in the Sword Ancestor Sanctuary in a hundred years!
In comparison, the contest for second and third place between Lin Qingying and Ling Huan Holy Son seemed less exciting.
Whoosh!
The moment the Array dissipated, a figure swiftly rushed to the stage. It was Li Hao.
Li Hao quickly arrived beside Lin Qingying, using his Divine Sense to probe her. He saw that the thick Power within her organs had already dissipated.
If the Dao Fetus had been cultivated, and she could undergo a Blood Drop Rebirth like he did, she wouldn’t have to worry about being crippled. However, she had not yet reached the Seventh Peak Realm.
“Does it hurt?”
Li Hao looked at her pale face and the unsteady body, his expression turning grim.
Lin Qingying gathered her thoughts and slowly smiled at Li Hao. “I’m fine.”
Li Hao remained silent, his fingers clenching slightly.
“Let’s go.”
Lin Qingying turned around. She no longer wanted to look at the high stage or hear the deafening cheers. She just wanted to leave this place and tend to her injuries. Second and third place no longer mattered to her.
“Your sword.”
Li Hao raised his hand and summoned the Green Sword that had been knocked away, handing it to her.
Lin Qingying glanced at the sword that had accompanied her for many years, a trace of sorrow appearing in her eyes. Her Sword Intent had been crippled, and the impact was significant. The imprint of the Sword Intent of the Sun and Moon on her soul was indelible. She would never be able to shake off this influence and make further progress in the Sword Dao.
“My current Sword Art is unworthy of it. It is my friend, and you are my friend. I’ll give it to you.”
Lin Qingying didn’t take the sword, speaking softly.
Her eyes were filled with despair. With her Sword Dao cut off, apart from cultivation, she had no hope of making any further progress in this life.
“Don’t belittle yourself. Your Sword Dao is not inferior.”
Li Hao looked at her intently and said.
Lin Qingying’s lips curved in a bitter smile. She knew Li Hao was trying to comfort her, but such words were meaningless now.
Li Hao also knew that words were far less powerful than actions.
“Hey!”
He turned and suddenly called out to Hao Yue Holy Son, who was about to leave the stage.
Hao Yue Holy Son paused. The voice that had just shouted in anger had irritated him. Now, seeing such rudeness, his eyes turned cold, and he turned to look at Li Hao.
Li Hao casually twirled the Green Sword in his hand and said coldly, “You seem quite satisfied with your Sword Dao. Would you be willing to exchange a few blows with me?”
Everyone in the audience was stunned by this.
Lin Qingying was also taken aback, then she looked at Li Hao with a dazed expression. But she quickly regained her senses, realizing that Li Hao was standing up for her.
But this wasn’t a matter to be decided by a moment of passion.
Even though Li Hao was a Potion Master, Hao Yue Holy Son’s status surpassed that of a Senior Potion Master. If he had dared to cripple her in public, he could certainly do the same to Li Hao.
She became anxious and quickly pulled at Li Hao. “Don’t be impulsive.”
“Did I hear that right? Who is he?”
“How dare he challenge Hao Yue Holy Son? Is he trying to gain fame, even if he loses, people will remember him.”
“Is he a Holy Son too? I’ve never heard of him.”
“He’s not a Holy Son. He’s a Potion Master. You must not know Qingfeng Potion Master, who has recently been highly regarded in the Potion Master community.”
"Master Qingfeng? So it’s him?"
"What’s going on? You mean he’s a Potion Master and he’s actually challenging the Holy Son Hao Yue?"
"Is he standing up for Lin Qingying? Lin Qingying has already been defeated. What can a Potion Master do?"
"Maybe he can’t see how terrifying the Holy Son Hao Yue is. I didn’t expect Master Qingfeng to be such a fool. This is really stupid."
The many disciples in the audience started to murmur and jeer.
On the Holy Platform, the many Holy Sons and Holy Maidens were also taken aback. Many of them had previously sent people to befriend this Master Qingfeng, never imagining that his relationship with Lin Qingying was so deep that he would stand up for her at such a critical moment, and even choose the Sword Dao. Was he so angry that he had lost his mind?
"Clear Wind, what is he doing? Call him back quickly."
"This is foolish. No matter how close his relationship with Qing Ying is, he can’t offend the Holy Son Hao Yue like this."
Potion Masters like Zhao Yingzhen were also anxious. They hadn’t realized that Lin Qingying’s Dao Fetus had been crippled, only knowing that she had lost and lost thoroughly.
But in the disciples’ sparring, wins and losses were common. No one had expected Lin Qingying to win this battle, especially since the Holy Son Hao Yue had already displayed a power that was far too strong.
"He’s going to make a move?"
Among the many inner disciples in the audience, Jiang Yingyue was stunned, but her eyes suddenly lit up.
She didn’t know how Hao Yue’s Sword Dao was, but she knew that Li Hao’s talent was indeed quite good. He had comprehended the Great Dao Sword Art within ten days, and his 97-layer Dao Domain was something she couldn’t forget. If they really fought, she wondered if he could defeat the Holy Son Hao Yue.
"Clear Wind?"
Yaizu was also surprised when she saw Li Hao step forward. She had heard Li Hao’s roar earlier and hadn’t expected that, apart from them, Li Hao could also see through Hao Yue’s little tricks. His challenge out of anger was understandable.
But, challenging the other party with the Sword Dao was a bit irrational.
"Face you with one sword?"
The Holy Son Hao Yue found Li Hao’s words somewhat amusing.
He had heard the murmurs from the audience and had thought it was just another inner disciple. He hadn’t expected it to be a Potion Master. This was absurd.
He coldly said, "Considering you are a Potion Master, I won’t hold this ignorance against you this time. But there can be no next time!"
With that, he turned to leave.
Li Hao didn’t speak. He just glanced at the green sword in his hand and then raised it, as if making a casual slash.
This simple motion, however, unleashed a terrifyingly vast Sword Qi as he swung the sword, which shot straight up to the clouds.
The three-foot-long sword suddenly erupted with a blinding light, cutting through all the jeers from the audience and illuminating countless eyes with its brilliance.
The Sword Qi seemed to stretch for three thousand miles, piercing through the clouds. Following the direction of Li Hao’s slash, it split the cloud layer covering the entire Holy Mountain in two, as if dividing Heaven and Earth!
The entire arena below was split in half by the mere ripple of the Sword Qi!
The Sword Qi grazed past the Holy Son Hao Yue, causing him to freeze in mid-air as he turned to fly away.
The Sword Qi that passed by him made all the hairs on his body stand on end, and his blood seemed to freeze in an instant, giving him a bone-chilling sensation from head to toe.
It felt as if Death had just brushed past him.
If that sword had aimed at him, he might already be severely injured!
The Holy Son Hao Yue’s expression froze, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
The previously noisy Holy Mountain fell into a sudden, dead silence.
The clouds that had been split apart continued to drift slowly, and a gentle breeze blew over the arena, as if everything had become still.
(End of Chapter)
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