Chapter 98

Above the Sword Pool, the scene descended into chaos.

The degree of chaos exceeded Huang Zong's control.

Huang Zong now has no mind to control this crowd's riot; he wants to carefully appreciate the artwork he himself carved.

"Ah! Hahaha! I, the God Sword Mountain Villa's Number One Divine Sword, have finally emerged! My great task is accomplished! My great task is accomplished! Hahaha!"

The God Sword Mountain Villa's thousand years of effort have finally borne fruit today.

The crowd of masters, like thugs, were envious of the Heavenly Opportunity Sword.

The Heavenly Opportunity Sword hovered in midair, like a solemn deity, looking down upon the masses fighting for it below.

Duan Sheng shouted, "Can we talk reason?" He flung his greatsword forward, landing before the foremost people, blocking their path: "The sword goes to those with affinity; if you have none, no matter how you contend, it's futile!"

The Western Desert Sword Demon and Luo Qing Kui were locked in fierce combat! Blood-red sword qi and cyan-green sword qi surged in the air! Yet the sword qi they emitted never reached each other, instead being swiftly absorbed by the Heavenly Opportunity Sword.

Not only did the Heavenly Opportunity Sword absorb their sword qi, it absorbed all sword qi emitted by everyone present.

Even those like the Sword Lord who came without a sword, the Heavenly Opportunity Sword directly drew the sword qi from their bodies.

The Sword Lord frowned tightly, able only to let the Heavenly Opportunity Sword do as it pleased with him: "This demonic sword, if kept in the Sword-Leaning Tower, my other hidden swords will eventually have their sword essence drained by it, becoming a pile of scrap iron."

Finally, Feng Yi Chu, under Luo Qing Kui's cover, was the first to touch the Heavenly Opportunity Sword.

At the moment the Heavenly Opportunity Sword entered his hand, Feng Yi Chu felt as if a deity had possessed him, his spirit jolted; he raised the divine sword high, then laughed wildly: "Hahaha! Ah hahaha! Ah hahaha!"

All eyes were fixed on Feng Yi Chu.

Feng Yi Chu could actually hover in midair! Sword qi radiated from his entire body, his white hair and beard standing on end! The Heavenly Opportunity Sword blazed with light in his hand, endless power continuously flowing into his body!

Feng Yi Chu finally laughed his fill, lowered his head to gaze at the Heavenly Opportunity Sword, admiring its beauty and strength.

"Bang!" A tremendous sound!

When everyone could see clearly, they saw Feng Yi Chu flung backward, his whole body like a kite with its string cut, falling far away, rolling several times on the ground, finally spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

And the Heavenly Opportunity Sword returned to its original place.

Once again hovering above the center of the Sword Pool.

Feng Yi Chu's defeat dealt a stunning blow to everyone! Everyone sobered up; those fighting ceased.

"Elder Brother Feng!" Feng Yi Chu's fall distracted Luo Qing Kui, and the Western Desert Sword Demon seized the chance to deliver a fatal blow!

The slender bloodthirsty sword thrust forth like a rainbow!

The blood droplets flowing from Luo Qing Kui's shoulder had not yet dispersed in the air before being sucked up by the bloodthirsty sword.

Yet the bloodthirsty sword's sword qi was continuously being absorbed by the Heavenly Opportunity Sword, not under the Western Desert Sword Demon's control.

The Western Desert Sword Demon did not continue the pursuit; the Heavenly Opportunity Sword's strangeness made even someone like him feel uneasy.

The sword seeks those with affinity.

It is the sword that chooses the person, not the person who seizes the sword.

Feng Yi Chu is not the one it chooses.

Several more people stepped forward to seize the Heavenly Opportunity Sword, but their fate was even worse than Feng Yi Chu's: some lost an arm, others had their sword qi drained alive by the Heavenly Opportunity Sword and fell into the Sword Pool's raging flames.

The prolonged standing made the Heavenly Opportunity Sword impatient.

It began to tremble again.

The brilliant sword qi began to go out of control.

The body of God Sword Mountain began to shake.

If we continue like this without finding the sword's master, God Sword Mountain will be unable to withstand the Heavenly Opportunity Sword's sword qi and will shatter and collapse!

"Quickly go ask why Shangguan Yunyi hasn't acted yet!" Zhou Ke whispered to Situ Qing, the sight before him leaving even someone as worldly as him momentarily at a loss.

Whether God Sword Mountain or God Sword Mountain Villa fares well is irrelevant to him; all he wants is that Heavenly Opportunity Sword.

"Falling Cloud Long River!" Who knows who shouted that!

All that could be seen was a hazy sword qi coiling around a layer of thin mist, rising from the foot of the mountain upward!

It appeared as light clouds and gentle breeze, but in fact its momentum was magnificent!

The mountain body that was already shaking now shook even more violently!

Though the shouter was still down the mountain and his figure had not yet landed, in the blink of an eye he appeared before our eyes.

"Shangguan Yunyi!" Zhou Ke exclaimed excitedly. The person he had summoned has finally acted!

Shangguan Yunyi is the universally recognized contemporary Sword King of the martial world, a swordsman rare throughout the ages! He has secluded himself for years, not concerning himself with worldly affairs, yet his legend has always circulated in the martial world. The older generation knows that he rarely acts, but when he does, he never fails, whether killing or dueling with swords.

He, Shangguan Yunyi, is said to have reached the fifth heaven as an invincible Dao master.

Above the peerless masters stands the invincible master.

Invincible, endless and boundless, it is hard to find an opponent.

Even hovering in the air, flying on swords, flying on knives, flying on qi, and so on, is not a dream.

A single step can cross a mountain, needing only the blink of an eye. Speed can no longer be judged by the naked eye.

A single punch can destroy a mountain, without expending the slightest effort; an invincible Dao master has already stood on the far shore of martial cultivation.

One person can withstand a city; taking a general's head from a million enemy troops is trivial; a single finger can shatter ten thousand troops, and even that is effortless in casual talk.

When he acts, it is true qi; true qi solidified, he has reached the pinnacle.

The measure of invincibility is not on the horizontal plane of the martial world, but in the vertical span of history; masters of such a realm are rare even after hundreds of years.

Invincible, he has long looked down upon the world.

Such a master has long ceased to concern himself with worldly affairs.

The fleeting prosperity of life is, to him, merely passing clouds.

All kinds of trivial matters are, to him, nothing more than a soft sigh.

Without seeing through the world, how could one break through to such a realm?

The Three Heavens are the breaking of the body's shackles.

The Fifth Heaven is breaking the prison of heaven and earth.

Only by breaking through heaven and earth can one fly; only by fearing nothing in nature can one attain the Dao.

I never expected that today, for the sake of the Heavenly Opportunity Sword, I would actually appear.

Whether or not the Sword King has reached the legendary Fifth Heaven of martial arts, Zhou Ke's prestige is already great enough.

Among ten thousand swords, he is king. The king of swords, Shangguan Yunyi.

He devoted his life to the sword, once declaring that in the latter half of his life he sought only an opponent who could match him in a single sword.

In the blink of an eye, several decades have passed, and he still hasn't found such an opponent.

Gradually, as his legend was about to be forgotten, he stepped forward again, refreshing people's understanding of him.

That sword qi called Falling Cloud Long River swept from the mountain's base to its summit, enveloping everyone present within its reach.

It formed a confrontation with the Heavenly Opportunity Sword.

Before the person arrived, the sword had already arrived.

He feared nothing, not even the slightest.

After a long while, the crowd finally saw Shangguan Yunyi himself.

He was like a cloud, formless and colorless, yet could be seen clearly.

With his hands clasped behind his back, his white robe fluttered, his long beard fluttered, he was truly like an immortal.

He moved one hand forward, extending two fingers to point at the Heavenly Opportunity Sword.

The mountain trembled, the crowd trembled, but the Heavenly Opportunity Sword and he stood unmoving.

He was like a mountain suppressing God Sword Mountain, opposing the Heavenly Opportunity Sword, the mountain-splitting divine sword.

His sword qi was like a river in the clouds, endless, enveloping the Heavenly Opportunity Sword.