Chapter 1024: Chapter 1023: Slaughter Sword Spirit

The Sword Controlling Technique is divided into three levels.

The sword drawn from the sheath is one level.

Controlling the flying sword, changing direction is one level.

Flight of the sword is one level.

And the final level is the level of controlling gift of hundred swords!

Condensing as many as a hundred flying swords, controlling the flying swords to kill the enemy, the power of that is terrifying just to imagine.

"Impossible, when did this kid reach the realm of controlling gift of hundred swords?"

On the Ling Family side, Ling Ba’s eyes were filled with disbelief. As far as he knew, Ling Chen had only been in the Ancestor Pavilion for a few days, and yet, in such a short time, this kid had elevated the Sword Controlling Technique to the level of controlling gift of hundred swords?

How is this possible?

"Controlling gift of hundred swords!"

Ling Yi and Ling Tianzun were both shocked. They were well aware of how difficult the realm of controlling gift of hundred swords was, but they never expected that the current Ling Chen could already elevate his Sword Controlling Technique to this level.

This child truly lives up to being a once-in-a-millennium Sword Way prodigy.

In fact, given Ling Chen’s own realm, it was naturally impossible to achieve controlling gift of hundred swords. To achieve that, one must first have the cultivation to support it. If it weren’t for relying on the power of the Human Emperor, Ling Chen’s own cultivation wouldn’t have been enough to allow him to unleash controlling gift of hundred swords.

And it was precisely because he had the power of the Human Emperor that Ling Chen dared to attempt it, and unexpectedly succeeded on his first try.

In midair, Ling Chen’s controlling gift of hundred swords clashed brutally with Ling Tianzun’s Silver Snow Crossing Sky Sword Formation. Hundreds of sword qi collided and sliced through the sky like a brilliant starry sky, with the space quaking and brilliance radiating everywhere.

Ling Tianzun and Ling Chen confronted each other, one controlling the Silver Snow Crossing Sky Sword Formation, the other the controlling gift of hundred swords. The two appeared not to be dueling with swords but playing a game of chess, each sword qi and flying sword being a chess piece, maneuvered by them, grappling and battling.

Every sword qi and every flying sword, their flight trajectories were all different in this confrontation, undoubtedly consuming a great deal of mental energy. For an ordinary person, they might have already succumbed to exhaustion before their power ran out.

But Ling Tianzun, at the Fourth Realm as a Sword Saint, his sword intent was formidable beyond words, and as for Ling Chen, his sword intent was also incredibly strong, reaching the intermediate level of the King, having condensed a Sword Spirit Embryo early on, and thus Ling Chen was not afraid to contend with Ling Tianzun in such a manner.

"I want to see how long you can hold out!"

Ling Tianzun snorted coldly. Even though Ling Chen was exceptionally talented, the current challenge was not about talent, but about willpower and stamina. He did not believe that a junior like Ling Chen could stand on equal footing with him, an ancient monstrosity aged hundreds of years.

Since it was a game of chess, he would proceed cautiously, slowly eroding Ling Chen’s offensive.

But soon he realized his mistake, for Ling Chen’s flying swords were not so easily eroded. Every flying sword, whether in power or durability, was far superior to that silvery-white sword qi, and thus Ling Chen took advantage of his openings and fiercely counterattacked.

As a result, his losses were even greater than Ling Chen’s.

"Good boy."

Ling Tianzun never expected to suffer such a setback, and he naturally wouldn’t allow Ling Chen to extend his advantage indefinitely. His eyes shot forth a fierce light, and in the next moment, the Silver Snow Crossing Sky Sword Formation went into an abrupt turmoil, sweeping open with a roar, transforming into a dragon of swords, raining down a dense storm of sword showers like locusts, like an epic blizzard, shaking the skies.

"Sword Formation, Annihilation!"

With Ling Tianzun’s loud shout, the sword rain descended like a blizzard, covering the skies, appearing extremely spectacular.

"Sword Controlling Technique, Hundred Swords in Bloom!"

Ling Chen did not retreat or evade, and suddenly brought his sword fingers together. In the void, dozens of flying swords gathered to form the shape of a flower, with lengthy stems and petals spreading out in all directions, forming a sword flower.

As soon as the sword flower was successfully condensed, it started rotating on the spot, expanding its affected area tenfold, twentyfold, like a propeller, as the sky-covering sword rain descended, all falling upon the sword bloom, causing extremely bright sparks.

This scene looked like countless fireworks being set off, continuously blooming and exploding across the firmament.

Although the sword flower seemed to be on the brink of falling apart under such fierce bombardment, almost breaking down at any moment, to everyone’s surprise, all the sword qi was actually blocked, reduced to ash and annihilation. In the end, only then did the sword bloom collapse, fulfilling its mission.

Whoosh!

A fragment of silvery-white sword qi scraped past Ling Chen’s face, leaving shallow blood marks on his cheeks.

However, Ling Tianzun’s entire sword formation had been completely neutralized.

"He actually neutralized the Great Elder’s Silver Snow Crossing Sky Sword Formation."

The shock on Ling Tingfeng’s face grew even more intense. Despite Ling Tianzun treating the matter with utmost seriousness, it seemed, in the end, he still couldn’t overcome this tough bone that was Ling Chen?

"What a pity, such a genius no longer belongs to our Ling Family."

Not far off, Ling Yi let out a heavy sigh, having witnessed Ling Chen’s performance firsthand. He even felt a bit regretful, regretting not summoning Ling Chen sooner, and even if he had wanted to borrow the Saint’s Soul Niche, it wouldn’t have been impossible. The family rules weren’t set in stone, and if they could have retained Ling Chen, it might have been possible to find a compromise.

But, there were too many deciding factors, and now that things had come to this, there was no room for redemption.

A genius that did not belong to his Ling Family was of no benefit left.

Ling Yi’s eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

As if sensing Ling Yi’s gaze, Ling Tianzun lightly nodded, and his eyes also suddenly filled with a solemn resolution, as if he had made a certain decision.

"Be careful."

As if sensing the change in Ling Tianzun’s aura, the Human Emperor’s voice suddenly resonated in Ling Chen’s mind.

Upon hearing this, Ling Chen’s pupils slightly contracted. He knew the Human Emperor would never say something without reason; this must mean a real danger was brewing.

Ling Tianzun’s momentum suddenly condensed, and between his brows, a horrific aura of slaughter was released. His brow split open, and an extremely fierce, black, transparent sword shadow shot out. In an instant, the aura of slaughter filled the sky and earth, causing everyone’s pores to involuntarily stand up, hair-raisingly intense.

"Slaughter Sword Spirit!"

Ling Chen’s eyes suddenly showed a trace of shock. This was the aura of a Slaughter Sword Spirit, and unlike his Sword Spirit Embryo, this was a complete Sword Spirit.