Chapter 219: The Sword Domain of Slaughter

The Sword Domain of Slaughter

The tense aura was burning. The two powerful sword intents collided, producing brilliant sparks. In an instant, the wind and grass within a hundred miles gathered under the violent wind, forming a layer of sword energy.

The entire sky above the barren wasteland trembled faintly.

Clouds churned violently like an angry sea. The ground cracked beneath the pressure radiating from the two experts. Every blade of grass, every drifting leaf, every grain of dust seemed to become part of the battlefield.

The spectators watching from afar subconsciously retreated another few hundred meters.

Even then, nobody felt safe.

Harry Taylor’s breathing had unconsciously become heavy. His green eyes stared fixedly at the figure dressed in midnight robes embroidered with thin amethyst patterns.

Leon stood there calmly.

His black hair danced wildly in the storm, yet his expression remained indifferent, almost lazy, as if the terrifying pressure shaking the heavens had nothing to do with him.

Beside Harry, Harrier Taylor swallowed hard.

"This pressure..." he muttered softly. "Even standing this far away feels like suffocation."

Hektor’s gaze flickered with astonishment.

He had already overestimated Leon again and again since arriving at the Forsaken Domain.

But every single time...

Leon shattered his expectations completely.

Meanwhile, Fairy Fiona’s beautiful teal eyes remained locked onto Leon’s figure. Her azure hair fluttered in the wind as the violent sword aura brushed against her robes.

Her heartbeat unconsciously quickened.

This man...

Even she could not explain why her eyes kept following him.

In the sky above—

Dario held his sword in one hand and leaped into the sky, looking down on all living beings. This was a grudge that had existed for many years. However, the former protagonist had evolved from Daoist Zeon to Leon.

The trauma from many years ago was still unforgettable to Dario.

Back then, he had been suppressed by Zeon so badly that he could barely raise his head for decades afterward.

And now...

Another monster from Amethyst Summit Division had appeared.

He looked fiercely at Leon below. He could sense the powerful sword intent emitted by the other party. However, just the sword intent alone was not enough to defeat him.

At least—

That was what he kept telling himself.

His gaze locked onto Leon. Dario looked at the energy sword between his fingers and asked coldly, "Where’s your sword?"

The air instantly became silent. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Everyone stared toward Leon.

Would he reveal the true inheritance of Amethyst Summit Division?

But Leon merely smiled faintly.

He placed one hand behind his back and gently waved his right hand. The condensed purple energy sword instantly erupted with shocking sword energy.

"There’s no need to use a sword to deal with you!"

Boom!

The moment those words fell, the crowd exploded into uproar.

"What arrogance!"

"He actually dares say that to Dario?"

"Has he gone mad?"

"He’s fighting a half-step pinnacle expert without even drawing a real sword?"

Even some elders from powerful factions frowned deeply.

In their eyes, this was no longer confidence.

This was outright humiliation.

Leon did not use any treasures or spirit weapons. Instead, he only used the energy sword condensed from his two hands.

Yet strangely...

Nobody dared laugh.

Because the pressure radiating from that simple purple sword was too terrifying.

Leon’s control over sword energy had long reached the point of perfection after cultivating the Font Sword Art. Even without using a sword, he could still unleash the true power of the Font Sword Art.

The surrounding space itself began to distort faintly.

Tiny cracks silently spread through the air like shattered glass.

Dario’s old face sank as he heard Leon’s casual tone.

"Arrogant!"

His roar exploded across the wasteland like thunder.

The sky darkened further.

Dario was furious. Leon was actually so arrogant in front of an expert like him. He didn’t even use his sword. He was looking down on him.

Veins bulged faintly across Dario’s wrinkled hand gripping the Abyss Sword.

Humiliation.

Pure humiliation.

It wasn’t just him. Even the surrounding crowd felt that Leon was too arrogant. That was the First Elder of Sky Breaker Academy, a powerhouse. Facing such an expert, he didn’t go all out and actually wanted to fight him with his body alone?

"He’s too arrogant. I admit that he’s very strong, but he’s not that strong, right? He doesn’t even use a sword. He’s completely looking down on his opponent."

"No matter what, Dario is still an expert at the half-step pinnacle Realm. Even if Mike of Celestis Academy met him, he wouldn’t dare to look down on him like this, right?"

"He doesn’t use a sword?"

Everyone discussed and felt that Leon was being too arrogant.

But unlike the others—

Hektor’s eyes narrowed thoughtfully.

He noticed something strange.

Leon’s calmness did not feel forced.

It felt natural.

As though he genuinely believed Dario was not worthy of forcing him to draw his true sword.

That thought alone made Hektor’s scalp numb.

Leon ignored everyone’s discussion.

His body slowly rose like an immortal.

The wind lifted the hem of his dark robes as purple Mana swirled around him endlessly. His straight body and sharp purple eyes revealed dazzling sword intent.

Under the darkened heavens, he looked less like a cultivator—

And more like a Sword Monarch descending into the mortal world.

He slowly said,

"My sword is everywhere..."

The moment those words entered everyone’s ears—

A chill ran down countless spines.

Even the wind seemed to freeze for an instant.

"Watch carefully!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leon instantly activated his sword energy.

Boom!

In an instant, a violent wind blew over.

The ground shattered.

Countless leaves rose into the sky.

Grass bent violently beneath invisible pressure.

The atmosphere within a hundred miles transformed completely.

Harry’s pupils contracted.

"What... what kind of sword technique is this?"

Even Harrier Taylor’s face turned pale.

He could feel it clearly.

Everything around them had changed.

The grass...

The trees...

The wind...

Even the falling dust in the air—

All of it had become swords.

Dario’s face darkened.

He focused his gaze and saw that all the leaves within a hundred miles had fallen off.

Every leaf floated in the air silently.

Yet each carried terrifying killing intent.

"What sword technique is this?"

Dario was shocked.

The moment Leon activated his sword technique, all the leaves within a hundred miles turned into incomparably sharp swords.

The pressure instantly multiplied.

The surrounding spectators hurriedly retreated again in panic.

Some weaker cultivators were already trembling uncontrollably.

A young cultivator from a small household suddenly gasped.

"My skin..."

Tiny cuts had appeared across his arm.

He had merely stood nearby—

Yet the invisible sword aura had already wounded him.

Fear spread instantly through the crowd.

After calming down, Dario performed a simulation in his mind and he suddenly revealed a shocked expression.

He saw the chaotic killing scene in Leon’s sword technique.

In his mind, that shocking sword gradually appeared.

There were thousands of soldiers and horses.

The trees and plants became soldiers, forming rivers of blood and mountains of corpses.

The heavens collapsed.

The earth split apart.

The entire world transformed into a slaughter domain ruled by endless swords.

Every direction carried death.

Every movement led to destruction.

And standing at the center of that terrifying world—

Was Leon.

Calm.

Cold.

Absolute.

In that extreme domain was a complete killing array. And he was the master of that domain. No one in this domain could escape the fate of being killed.

On the wasteland, violent winds blew!

The storm grew stronger and stronger.

Leaves spun through the air like countless blades.

Even Dario’s robes had been cut open by invisible sword energy.

At this moment, Dario was completely shocked!

In the beginning, Leon was just a brat with some achievements in his eyes.

But at this moment—

He was the undisputed Sword Principal Supreme.

Dario’s breathing became chaotic.

Cold sweat unconsciously slid down his forehead.

His hands trembled slightly around the Abyss Sword.

Impossible...

How could such swordsmanship exist in this generation?

How could Amethyst Summit Division produce another monster after Zeon?

And this one...

Might even surpass the previous generation.

Below, Hektor stared at Leon with stunned eyes.

Even Fairy Fiona had unknowingly stopped breathing for several seconds.

Her teal eyes reflected only one figure beneath the storm-filled sky.

Leon.

The man standing amidst countless leaves and swords looked terrifyingly beautiful.

Like a lonely immortal carrying endless slaughter beneath calm eyes.

Meanwhile, Harry’s entire body trembled with excitement.

His fists clenched tightly.

One day...

One day, I’ll stand there too.