Chapter 401: Sun-Eclipsing

"Boom!"

Earth and stone shattered, and a violent wave of air exploded beneath Xu Yang’s feet. Propelled by the recoil, his figure shot out like lightning, his entire being seemingly transformed into a blade of light as he lunged forward.

"Hum, hum..."

As the primordial energy was infused, the Azure Water Blade emitted a trembling hum, the golden blade radiance nearly turning into something tangible.

Behind Xu Yang, the phantom of the Bright King vanished, and the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture roared into operation.

"Puchi!"

A sharp, piercing blade intent erupted from his body, and a phantom of a blood-red blade shot into the sky.

Behind Xu Yang, a blood prison descended, a sea of blood surging to the heavens. In an instant, a terrifying pressure swept outward, the aura of death blanketed the sky, and the power of heaven and earth swarmed toward him like a whale swallowing water.

The Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture at the Great Completion realm!

Xu Yang’s eyes were icy, his killing intent surging. In an instant, he had closed the distance to Liu Qingyuan. With a flash of golden blade-light, the Azure Water Blade tore through the air like a golden bolt of lightning.

"You beast, you want to disturb my mind and ambush me? You’re dreaming!" Liu Qingyuan barked. ===== CHAPTER 659 =====

He was, after all, a veteran Heaven Origin expert, experienced in a hundred battles. In the split second before it was too late, he snapped out of the shock of learning that Xu Yang was the murderer of his only son, frantically shifting his body while swinging his sword to parry.

Xu Yang stared at Liu Qingyuan’s twisted face with murderous intent, his blade-light grazing past Liu Qingyuan’s longsword.

"Puchi!"

The sound of a sharp blade cutting flesh rang out. Driven by the Great Completion Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture, the blade-glow easily sliced through Liu Qingyuan’s protective true qi and cut into his flesh.

This strike was meant to cut him in half at the waist, but because he had shifted, the blade only caught a portion of his body, allowing him to avoid a fatal blow.

Blood sprayed, a string of crimson droplets trailing from the blade-light as it scattered in the air.

A wound two inches long and half an inch deep appeared on Liu Qingyuan’s abdomen, nearly reaching his internal organs.

"Great Completion Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture..." Liu Qingyuan was struck with terror, his gaze locked onto the blood prison imagery behind Xu Yang.

He had thought it would be difficult for Xu Yang to even reach the entry level of the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture, never expecting he had already reached Great Completion. No wonder he had fought to the death without retreating; he actually possessed such a killing move.

This talent made his spine chill once more, a sense of horror rising in his heart.

Xu Yang was too patient; the fact that he had reached Great Completion in the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture had never been exposed. Even when competing for the Ten Talents ranking or fighting the genius disciples of the Yellow Maple Valley, he had kept it hidden. His restraint was terrifying.

He even forgot about the bleeding wound on his abdomen, his mind completely overtaken by shock.

The Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture was a supreme cultivation art; even a genius like Han Yingjie had not reached the entry level after a year of practice.

In the Purple Sun Gate, this art was not weak, nor was it ignored, but it was too profound; those with average comprehension simply had no qualifications to enter.

If his memory served him correctly, no one in the Purple Sun Gate had mastered the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture in over a decade. If this were to spread, the entire Purple Sun Gate would be shaken.

"Puchi!"

Liu Qingyuan was shocked, but Xu Yang was unaffected.

The blade turned, and a sharp blade-glow slashed out once more, sweeping toward the stunned Liu Qingyuan.

There was nothing flashy about this strike, only extreme speed and overwhelming killing intent.

The golden blade-light flashed, and the blade-glow, containing all of Xu Yang’s killing intent, sliced through Liu Qingyuan’s protective true qi and wounded his skin.

"Clang!"

At the critical moment, just as Liu Qingyuan was about to be cut in half, his longsword swept across, stopping the forward momentum of Xu Yang’s blade.

Blade and sword collided, the sound deafening, sparks flying.

Blade-glow and sword-glow exploded together, transforming into a violent force that swept outward. For a moment, blade qi and sword qi crisscrossed for dozens of yards, the earth appearing as if it had been sliced by thousands of blades, covered in dense fissures, everything reduced to dust.

Liu Qingyuan’s muscles and bones groaned, his true qi surged, and blood sprayed from the wound.

His injury was not originally severe, but in this terrifying collision, his body was like porcelain with a crack; its ability to withstand impact was greatly diminished.

The recoil force traveled to the wound, and the power he could have normally resisted now became unbearable.

The result was like a solid dam with a breach, the floodwaters pouring through.

"Hmph!"

A muffled grunt escaped Liu Qingyuan’s lips, a look of pain appearing on his face as he stepped back to dissipate the recoil. Each step left a deep crater in the ground.

He tried to stop the bleeding, only to find a sharp blade intent lingering in the wound, preventing it from closing.

"Little beast, what a scheme."

If Xu Yang hadn't suddenly revealed that he was the one who killed Liu Xunfeng, he would never have shown a flaw for Xu Yang to exploit. This beast had likely planned from the very beginning to use Liu Xunfeng’s death to shatter his composure.

Xu Yang said nothing, pressing his advantage.

Liu Qingyuan needed to retreat to neutralize the recoil, but Xu Yang did not; his physical body could fully withstand this backlash.

Cold light shot from his eyes, the golden blade-light surging like a river flowing backward, enveloping Liu Qingyuan with an aura of killing intent and death.

Before the blade-light arrived, Liu Qingyuan felt as if his body were about to split open, his protective true qi rippling.

He could not afford to disperse the blade intent clinging to his wound, so he wielded his longsword, a scorching sword intent erupting from his body.

His sword-light turned crimson, a great sun rising behind him, emitting a heat capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas.

Sun-Eclipsing Sword Art!

A supreme sword art that only disciples of the Heaven Authority Peak could practice, and one of the Purple Sun Gate’s unique skills, second only to the Great Sun Sky-Splitting Sword that only the Sect Master could practice.

In fact, these were all supreme martial arts recorded in the Purple Sun True Scripture, but a certain generation had favored the Heaven Authority Peak lineage, opening the Sun-Eclipsing Sword Art to its disciples.

Liu Qingyuan’s sword qi was like a rainbow, his longsword seemingly transforming into a scorching sun as it crashed into the golden blade-light Xu Yang had slashed out.

The clash of weapons was far more dangerous than a brawl of fists and feet.

A few punches or kicks were of little consequence, but if struck by a spiritual weapon, his physical shell could not withstand the assault of a spiritual weapon bolstered by the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture.

"Clang!"

Blade and sword collided, sword-glow and blade-glow exploding together, turning into a violent wave of air that swept in all directions. For a time, mud surged, smoke and dust rose like dragons, and the ground was covered in crisscrossing sword and blade marks. Only the deafening sound of the spiritual weapons themselves colliding remained, throwing off large strings of sparks.

The longsword wailed, the blade trembling violently. Liu Qingyuan felt as if the web between his thumb and forefinger were about to split, his blood feeling as if it had congealed, half his arm losing all sensation.

A terrifying recoil force traveled from the hilt, rapidly spreading through his entire body.

Even though he tried his best to suppress it, his muscles and bones could not help but roar, blood spraying from his wounds.

"Not good!"

He knew that if this continued, even if Xu Yang couldn't kill him, he would bleed to death.

He never expected that in the blink of an eye, he would become the disadvantaged party, facing a life-threatening crisis.

But before he could even think of a countermeasure, Xu Yang’s sharp blade tore through the air again.

The golden blade-glow cut through the air, bringing with it a piercing shriek, the aura of death enveloping him.

Liu Qingyuan wanted to counterattack, but Xu Yang’s blade was too fast, like lightning.

Given the hardness of Xu Yang’s body, he might not be able to kill Xu Yang with one sword strike, but Xu Yang could definitely kill him with one blade strike.

Yet, if he kept clashing head-on with Xu Yang, he might bleed to death.

"Clang, clang..."

In an instant, the two had exchanged four or five moves. Xu Yang’s blade technique was as swift as thunder, each strike faster than the last; he sought neither overwhelming power nor a quick execution of Liu Qingyuan.

As long as this continued, Liu Qingyuan would eventually bleed to death. Therefore, his current strategy was simply to entangle Liu Qingyuan, not giving him a chance to escape.

Blade qi and sword qi crisscrossed; the area within a hundred yards where they fought had turned into a massive pit, the deepest parts reaching several meters.

Liu Qingyuan was constantly spraying blood; the blade intent condensed by the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture had not been expelled because he had neither the time nor the focus to do so. Xu Yang gave him no opportunity, slashing one strike after another.

His unique skill, the Sun-Eclipsing Sword Art, was originally a supreme offensive technique, but now there was no room to deploy it; he could only defend passively.

"I absolutely cannot let this continue; I must fight for my life!" Liu Qingyuan’s eyes turned cold, his heart hardening.

In an instant, ignoring his bleeding wounds, the blood and qi in his body surged like a dragon, his true qi erupting.

"Boom!"

A tyrannical aura swept out from him, violent air waves surging. The great sun imagery behind him emitted a brilliant light, rumbling and shaking.

In an instant, the originally crimson great sun imagery turned black, emitting a heart-stopping aura.

The sun hangs in the center of the sky, the sword eclipses it!

One sword strike, and eternal night descends!

Liu Qingyuan’s aura was violent, the sunlight filling the sky seemingly transforming into his sword. One could see the power of heaven and earth exploding, the air twisting, countless sword-glows condensing.

The sky darkened, the black sun seemingly capable of swallowing the sunlight.

Liu Qingyuan completely ignored the blade-glow Xu Yang slashed at him, a great sun condensing on his sword, striking directly at Xu Yang’s head.

This move was both a counterattack and a move of mutual destruction.

He dared to risk his life, but he didn't believe Xu Yang would. Xu Yang was so cautious; he was definitely not the type to risk his life.

Xu Yang could certainly kill him with one blade, but if his sword struck Xu Yang’s head, even a body of indestructible diamond could not withstand the ultimate killing move of the Sun-Eclipsing Sword Art: Eternal Night Descends.

Such a terrifying genius could not possibly trade his life for his. If they really traded, dying would be worth it.

"Old dog!"

Xu Yang had not expected Liu Qingyuan to have such courage and audacity, to want to trade lives with him. This old thing had lived for decades and had lived enough. In terms of talent, in a hundred years he would be nothing but a pile of dirt; he was going to die sooner or later. Trading his life for his was not a loss; it was even a gain.

He was immortal; he didn't want to trade his life for Liu Qingyuan’s cheap one.

He helplessly turned the blade, the golden blade-glow surging, meeting the sword-light that resembled a great sun.

"Boom!"

Blade and sword collided, the sound earth-shattering, violent force exploding, instantly submerging an area of over a dozen yards, the earth rumbling and cracking.

This sword strike possessed the momentum of splitting heaven and earth; it was unyieldingly fierce, as if a mountain of ten thousand jun was crashing down.

Xu Yang’s muscles and bones groaned, his muscles bulging, the Azure Water Blade wailing, nearly slipping from his grasp.

He couldn't help but feel his body sink, his legs unknowingly sinking half a foot into the ground, buried in the mud.

Fortunately, although he had fallen into a disadvantage, his physical shell was strong; he only felt his blood and qi surging, but he was not injured. ===== CHAPTER 660 =====