The Demon Sword—Spirit Slayer!

It was a long, pitch-black sword. Its entire body shone with a lustrous dark light, and the blade emanated an incomparably sharp Sword Qi.

The moment it appeared, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi trembled, seemingly thrown into chaos by the terrifying Sword Qi.

VMMMM—

VMMMM...

The experts who wielded swords were horrified to discover that the moment the demonic Spirit Slayer appeared, the battle swords in their hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

The chime of ten thousand swords!

It was as if they had met the monarch of all swords, a pilgrimage of blades paying homage!

"What’s going on? Why can’t I control my sword?"

"Dammit, this is a Profound Tier Intermediate Profound Weapon! Why is it acting like a mouse that’s seen a cat, terrified of that black sword?"

"Just what is that black sword?"

Everyone stared, their faces filled with horror.

In the crowd, Yun Jianshen, who had maintained a calm, unruffled, and almost transcendent demeanor, now frowned. He could feel the Advanced Profound Tier Battle Weapon hidden in his Storage Ring give a slight tremble.

One had to understand, this ancient sword of his was an Ancient Weapon he had obtained from some old ruins!

Among Tier Two Advanced Profound Weapons, it was an absolute king!

But now...

It actually felt the urge to bow down before that black sword.

’This seems somewhat similar to the legendary "Myriad Swords’ Convergence"... But how is that possible? The Myriad Swords’ Convergence is a grand event that supposedly only occurs at the birth of a Supreme Profound Weapon, a weapon that surpasses the Celestial Tier. Could it be... the sword in that kid’s hand is a Supreme Divine Weapon that surpasses the Celestial Tier?’ Yun Jianshen’s gaze couldn’t help but fall upon the Spirit-Slaying Sword.

He was a swordsman!

His life was dedicated to the sword; he even used his own blood to consecrate it.

For a swordsman, besides their Sword Techniques and cultivation, the most important thing was a High-Level Battle Sword.

’No, that’s just an Earth-tier Profound Weapon!’

Yun Jianshen’s gaze was like a torch, fixed on the Spirit-Slaying Sword. A burning greed filled his eyes, and he licked his lips with a scarlet tongue. ’An Earth-tier Profound Weapon! Many experts in the Heavenly Destiny Realm don’t even have one. For such a supreme weapon to fall into that kid’s hands is a complete waste, like a pearl collecting dust. This sword—only I, Yun Jianshen, am worthy of possessing it!’

’But there’s no need to act yet. I’ll let Luo Meng fight the kid first. Let me see just how powerful this Earth-tier Profound Weapon really is!’

At this thought, Yun Jianshen suppressed the urge to strike, but it was impossible for him to tear his eyes away from the Spirit-Slaying Sword.

...

"Hm? An Earth-tier Profound Weapon?"

Luo Meng came from a prominent family and was a Core Disciple of the Saint Martial Sword Sect, so he too recognized the Spirit-Slaying Sword.

A trace of surprise appeared in his eyes, which quickly turned into overwhelming greed. ’Even my Luo Family only has three Earth-tier Profound Weapons. One is with my father, one is in the hands of the Supreme Elder, and the last is my elder brother’s weapon. If I can get this Earth-tier Profound Weapon, I might be able to compete with my brother in the future!’

At this thought, Luo Meng’s heart burned with desire. The corners of his mouth lifted into a cold smile as he said lightly, "I never thought you’d possess an Earth-tier Profound Weapon. However, with your cultivation, you can’t possibly unleash its true power. You’re still guaranteed to lose against me. I can give you a chance to live. As long as you hand over this battle sword with both hands, I, Luo Meng, guarantee that no one will harm a hair on your head!"

Jiang Chen, holding the Demon Sword, Spirit Slayer, glanced at Luo Meng and sneered, "The Spirit Slayer is right here in my hand. You want it? Then let’s see if you have what it takes to steal it from me!"

’Hand over the Spirit Slayer?’

’What a pipe dream!’

Luo Meng’s expression darkened. His face twisted into a ferocious scowl as he glared viciously at Jiang Chen and said coldly, "I gave you a chance, but you were too foolish to take it. It doesn’t matter. After I kill you, this Earth-Tier Battle Sword and Miss Qingyi will all be mine. Hahaha..."

His arrogant laughter still echoed in the air.

Luo Meng’s figure flashed forward, as fast as Flowing Light, his momentum immense, like a clap of thunder.

Sharp glints of saber light sliced through the air.

Jiang Chen raised his arm, and the Spirit-Slaying Sword unleashed a peerless black Sword Qi that howled forth.

The Sword Qi collided with the saber light, effortlessly annihilating the sharp glints.

Gale Break!

Wind Fluctuation...

Sunset Slash!

Fiery Sun Strike...

CLANG CLANG CLANG—

Both of them were moving with incredible speed.

In the blink of an eye, they had already exchanged dozens of blows.

The black light from the Spirit-Slaying Sword in Jiang Chen’s hand intensified as he fought with growing vigor, while Luo Meng grew more and more shocked. ’Dammit, the disadvantage in our weapons is too great. I can’t gain any ground clashing with him head-on.’

SWOOSH!

Luo Meng’s figure flashed and shot backward, only to suddenly accelerate and charge at Jiang Chen again. The Tiger Demon Mountain-breaking Saber in his hand erupted with a peerless crimson light as he roared, "Jiang Chen, take this—Burning Flame Nine Waves Slash!"

The crimson saber light cut through the air, splitting into three, then six, and finally nine terrifying waves of blazing fire.

They slashed toward Jiang Chen in a fan-shaped formation.

Each wave of saber light carried intense heat, and wherever they passed, the ground was sliced open, leaving nine hideous scars in the earth.

"Divine Wind Extreme!"

Jiang Chen was fearless. Gripping the Spirit Slayer, he thrust his sword forward. "Break for me!"

WHOOSH—

The wind is everywhere. The wind is endlessly swift!

This single thrust stirred up sheets of Sword Qi, which formed a sky-curtain of Sword Qi that rushed toward the nine waves of saber light!

The Sword Qi and saber light collided.

BOOM—

With overwhelming force, the peerless Sword Qi shattered the brilliant saber light, causing all nine sharp waves to explode. The Gale Sword Qi continued onward, undiminished, reaching Luo Meng in an instant.

Luo Meng’s expression changed slightly, a flicker of shock in his eyes.

He was, after all, a battle-hardened expert at the Peak of the True Martial Realm Ninth Stage, and he instantly thought of a countermeasure!

He gripped the saber hilt with both hands, holding it horizontally before him while twisting his wrists.

SWISH SWISH SWISH—

Wave after wave of saber light sliced through the air, fanning out like a peacock’s tail. The peerless saber light formed a barrier in front of him. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

The Sword Qi struck.

CLINK CLINK CLINK—

BANG BANG BANG—

The clang of metal and the crackle of exploding energy were endless!

Everything finally fell quiet.

Luo Meng gasped for breath. A crater dozens of meters deep had appeared in the ground before him. He glanced down at the torn skin between his thumb and forefinger, his eyes filled with horror. ’Is this the power of an Earth-tier Profound Weapon? It’s terrifying...’

The thought of what would have happened if his defense had been breached—if that terrifying Sword Qi Storm had struck him—sent a wave of lingering fear through Luo Meng.

Not far away, Jiang Chen was also slightly surprised.

’I knew the Spirit Slayer was powerful, but I never expected that wielding the Spirit-Slaying Sword would increase my combat prowess several times over!’

’Looks like I need to find a way to repair the Spirit-Slaying Sword,’ Jiang Chen thought to himself.

’The Spirit-Slaying Sword is severely damaged right now, yet it still has such terrifying power. If the Spirit Slayer were at its peak, wouldn’t it be invincible?’

Jiang Chen looked up at the panting Luo Meng and grinned. "Luo Meng, I haven’t even used my full strength yet. Are you already at your limit?"

"Hmph!"

Luo Meng snorted, his gaze icy. "Jiang Chen, don’t get cocky. You’ve only gained the upper hand by relying on the power of an Earth-tier Profound Weapon. For a Martial Artist, weapons are ultimately just an external path. Today, I’ll show you that even if my weapon is inferior, you’re still nothing but an ant before me."

"Oh? If you have any other tricks, go ahead and use them," Jiang Chen said indifferently.

"Fine! You forced my hand!"

Luo Meng’s face was grim, his eyes flashing with boundless fury and extreme coldness. He growled, speaking each word with chilling deliberation, "Since I stepped into the True Martial Realm Ninth Stage, you are the first person to force me to use my Martial Soul Talent. Jiang Chen, you should be proud, even in death!"

Before his words had even faded, Luo Meng’s body suddenly turned crimson. A red light flared, and like an active volcano, he erupted with terrifying plumes of Blazing Fire.

Streams of Blazing Fire shot from his body, soaring into the sky and coalescing above his head into a massive crimson saber that radiated a monstrous Demon Flame!

It was a Ghost Head Saber, wreathed in roiling flames that pulsed like a breathing Fire Dragon.

A Profound Tier Ninth Grade Martial Soul—the Fiery Demon Blade!

Luo Meng had finally been forced to use his Martial Soul Talent...