Chapter 593: The Sword Saint's Battle Letter and the Seven Great Abilities of the Heaven Dao Infinite

The battle at Baijian Villa shook the martial arts world.

Jue Wushen, along with five thousand Ghost Rakshasa, died.

Yu Liancheng fought a decisive battle against Di Shitian, followed by the forging of a divine weapon, and finally, the great battle between man and phoenix...

As news of these thrilling battles spread, no one dared to harbor designs on Wushuang City anymore. Many revered Yu Liancheng as a god, the new generation's Martial Arts Myth, and even the number one expert under heaven.

Baijian Villa also rose to great fame because of this, returning to the ranks of the top martial arts powers, and the disciples of Baijian Villa were all proud of it.

Outside Baijian Villa, it was still a scene of devastation.

The scene after the great battle, even after more than ten days, was still shocking to the eyes.

Fortunately, during the great battle, the villa was intentionally protected by Yu Liancheng, and with Mo Baisuzhen occasionally deflecting the stray energy, it did not suffer too much damage, except for the Sword Pool.

At this time, a continuous autumn rain fell, and Baijian Villa stood in the midst of the drizzling rain; the mansion was brightly lit, forming a dazzling expanse of firelight, appearing all the more majestic.

Outside Baijian Villa, four disciples of Baijian Villa holding long swords stood apart, their expressions carrying a look of arrogance.

Just at this moment.

A large red figure walked out from the drizzle.

Red as fire, red as the setting sun, walking straight toward the direction of Baijian Villa.

The four Baijian Villa disciples had piercing glints in their eyes as they looked at that fiery red figure, but their facial muscles immediately twitched slightly, and their eyes stung as if pricked by needles.

"An expert."

"A top-tier expert."

The four Baijian Villa disciples had seen the world, so they immediately understood that the person who had arrived was not comparable to ordinary martial arts people.

Among them, a man holding a Left-handed Sword condensed his True Qi into his eyes, only then seeing clearly that the person was an old man with clothes red as fire and hair white as snow. Yet, his whole body exuded a sword intent that seemed to extinguish heaven and earth, causing the rainwater to unconsciously be forced to both sides.

The man had only looked for two glances when that stinging sensation came again. He hurriedly lowered his head, cupped his hands, and bowed, saying: "This is Baijian Villa, may I ask why the senior has come?"

The red-clothed old man had already arrived close by, looking at the four disciples who were on full alert, and said coldly: "Is Yu Liancheng here?"

The man hurriedly said: "Senior, the City Lord went out half an hour ago, and we do not know the City Lord's whereabouts."

"He is not here!?"

The red-clothed old man's eyes narrowed slightly, like swords and light, his gaze looking into Baijian Villa.

"I dare not deceive you, Senior,"

The four Baijian Villa disciples immediately sensed a sharp aura rushing toward their faces, all of them trembling, and a mouthful of fresh blood spilled from the corners of their mouths. But they became even more respectful.

The red-clothed old man's gaze slowly withdrew: "He is indeed not here."

This old man was naturally the Sword Saint Dugu Jian; in his turbid yet deep eyes, he did not see that vast, obscure, and unimaginably terrifying aura: "That is fine, I also need a few days to nourish my spirit and accumulate my intent."

"But my battle with him is inevitable."

Boom!

The next moment.

That astonishing sword intent erupted like a volcano.

The rainwater filling the sky, under this terrifying aura, was actually impacted and surged upward, rolling back toward the sky.

At the same time, with a "clang" long groan, as if lightning had exploded, the dazzling radiance made the four guards unable to open their eyes at all, and a chill pierced their marrow, making their whole bodies cold, and their hearts sank continuously. They only thought that this red-clothed old man, having not seen the City Lord, was about to kill in a fit of rage.

However, that sword light only flashed, tearing through the long sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Tell him, this old man is very much looking forward to this battle."

When the four guards opened their eyes again, that large red figure had already walked far away, like a flame gradually extinguishing.

It was a long time before the four of them regained their senses, but they were still dazed and their bodies were swaying.

It was only because that sword light which extinguished everything lingered in their hearts; their bodies were unharmed, but their hearts were already wounded.

"Senior brother, look..."

After a long time, the condition of several disciples improved slightly, and one disciple pointed to the wall.

The other three followed his finger and looked, only to see that on the wall outside Baijian Villa, sword marks crisscrossed at some unknown time; the sword marks were like dragons and snakes, and it was a sentence left by the red-clothed old man.

——Seven days later, a meeting at Tianshan.

Besides these eight characters, there was also a sword inserted into the last character "meeting," which seemed to be the very sword carried by the expert earlier.

"That old man seems to have come to challenge the City Lord to a duel?!"

"In these days, there have indeed been many people coming to find the City Lord, but most of them are people fishing for fame."

Ever since the battle with Di Shitian the other day, he had already been revered as the number one expert under heaven. And people in the martial arts world, competing for fame and profit, naturally had no title more attractive than "Number One Under Heaven."

And as long as one could fight this "Number One Under Heaven," regardless of winning or losing, one would become famous throughout the world in one battle.

For some stubborn guys, they would even risk their lives to come and provoke, which was extremely annoying.

"But this old man is clearly not one of them; the depth of his cultivation is perhaps not below that of the City Lord..."

"What nonsense are you talking about! The City Lord is number one under heaven!

"

Just as the other three disciples were talking, the man holding the Left-handed Sword had a look of doubt between his brows and walked toward the wall where the words were carved.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?" a disciple asked.

The Left-handed Sword man frowned and said: "This sword looks somewhat familiar, could it be the legendary Wushuang Sword." As he spoke, he was about to reach out his hand toward the Wushuang Sword.

"Stop, do not touch the Wushuang Sword..."

Just at this moment, a figure in green drifted from afar, letting out a shout.

Besides this old man, a crisp, delicate cry also sounded almost at the same time; it was Di Er Meng in a green dress.

However, the two people's calls were still a fraction of a second too late; the disciple's finger had already touched the Wushuang Sword.

Since he was not a peerless person, how could he have the qualifications to touch this peerless Wushuang Sword?

The next moment, a sharp, peerless, heaven-extinguishing sword qi suddenly erupted from the Wushuang Sword. In just an instant, it ground the man's finger into pulp, followed by his palm, his arm...

Clang!

A blade light suddenly exploded.

This was a blade light faster than lightning.

In an instant, the blade light severed the man's right arm, blood sprayed, and the blade body then swept out horizontally, completely knocking that disciple flying.

As for the severed arm, it had completely turned into a mass of minced meat, and within a three-foot radius of where the arm landed, the ground was also as if shredded by a thousand blades, shattering inch by inch.

From this, one can infer that if not for that blade from Di Er Meng, I fear this disciple would have been turned into a puddle of meat paste by the Sword Qi, his state of death too gruesome to look at.

"What are you still standing there for? Quickly take him to find the Divine Physician."

Di Er Meng sheathed her blade, her moth-eyebrows slightly furrowed.

She knew that although she had saved this disciple's life, with Sword Intent having entered his body, she feared even the Divine Physician would find it difficult to treat him; she could only wait for her master to return before deciding.

"Yes, yes..."

The other three disciples awoke as if from a dream, their backs unknowingly soaked with cold sweat, and they carried the injured, unconscious man, hurrying toward the courtyard.

"Many thanks to Senior Wuming for the reminder, no, that's not right..."

Di Er Meng shifted her beautiful eyes back to the man in green who had spoken the warning earlier.

This man in green looked extremely similar to Wuming, his expression desolate, and both carried an aura of a myth capable of making ten thousand people worship and revere them.

But the person before her was definitely not the Martial Arts Myth, Wuming.

Senior Wuming was filled with righteous Qi, held the world in his heart, pitied all living beings, and could sacrifice his own life for the sake of the righteous path of the Edo.

But this person carried an air of indifference toward all living beings, as if he would slaughter the world for his own selfish ends without the slightest flicker of emotion.

Di Er Meng could perceive that the cultivation of the man before her was definitely not below that of Senior Wuming. If he were willing to act, he might have been able to save that disciple earlier, but he did not do so.

Yet he had specifically warned that disciple not to touch the sword.

This was truly a contradictory person.

Rather than calling him heartless, it would be better to call him indifferent...

"Little girl, your blade technique is fast, what is your name?" said the man in green who looked exactly like Wuming.

"Instant Dream Blade."

"A good name, a good blade, and you, little girl, are also very good." The man in green nodded; he rarely praised people, but this little girl before him was indeed worthy of praise.

The man in green turned his gaze back to the characters on the wall, examined them slightly for a moment, and let out a cold, mocking laugh: "That old thing, Sword Saint, has a strangely low perspective; I never thought he would actually manage to comprehend that 'Jian Twenty-Three' which destroys heaven and earth, but his essence, Qi, and spirit will also be consumed by this sword, and in the end, he will still die under this sword; it can be considered getting what he sought."

The tone of the man in green carried a hint of disdain for Sword Saint, and then his expression became slightly solemn: "However, this 'Jian Twenty-Three' is indeed a sword that exterminates all life; even I do not have the confidence to take it."

"May I ask for Senior's honorable name..." asked Di Er Meng.

"Me? Heh? I am just a traitor to the country..."

Yu Liancheng had gone out together with Mo Baisuzhen.

The reason they went out was also very simple, and that was to test the power of this "Ten Thousand Daos Boundless".

The battle with Di Shitian that day was only an initial test of Ten Thousand Daos Boundless, and he had not fully understood the characteristics of the divine weapon in his hand.

Over these past few days, Yu Liancheng had become increasingly familiar with the divine weapon in his hand, and his hands were becoming increasingly itchy, wanting to test its power.

However, he lacked a sparring partner, so he pulled Mo Baisuzhen over.

Mo Baisuzhen was also very interested in this Peerless Divine Weapon, so she gladly agreed.

The two arrived at a patch of grassland; the surroundings were empty and deserted, allowing them to display their own martial arts to their heart's content.

One could see two figures flashing like lightning, sand flying and stones rolling.

In Yu Liancheng's hands, Ten Thousand Daos Boundless changed incessantly, becoming a saber, a sword, a spear, a halberd...

And no matter what weapon it transformed into, it was the most perfect and flawless, reaching the pinnacle of that weapon.

Regarding this, Yu Liancheng gave a name to the most prominent ability of "Ten Thousand Daos Boundless" — Shape-Shifting Myriad.

The power of extreme Yin and extreme Yang gathered in Mo Baisuzhen's hands; black Qi gathered on those fair hands, which was precisely the Death Crossing of the Six Great Demon Crossings driven by Immeasurable Maha.

Back then, Yu Liancheng had absorbed 1,700 years of Di Shitian's internal energy; this energy was truly too vast and profound, and if he were to fully make it his own, it might break the balance of the True Qi within his body, risking the danger of a True Qi backlash.

Therefore, he absorbed a small portion of the energy, while the rest was stored within the Evil Emperor Relic.

And a portion of that, which contained the "Heavenly Level Maha" True Qi, was absorbed by Mo Baisuzhen; now, Mo Baisuzhen, like Yu Liancheng, possessed Earthly Mahamudra.

Now, this "Death Crossing", combining Yin and Yang, without beginning or end, was several times stronger than its initial power.

Yet the palm strike that could split mountains and crack seas landed on "Ten Thousand Daos Boundless" but was completely unable to shake the latter, let alone strike out the slightest crack.

This was precisely the second ability of "Ten Thousand Daos Boundless": Immortal and Indestructible.

Simply put, it is not easily destroyed.

In reality, the divine weapons of the Feng Yun world are not particularly sturdy. In the original path, the Hero Sword, Wushuang Sword, Snow Drink Saber, and others had all been broken.

But after five years of tempering, Ten Thousand Daos Boundless had fused the Four Great Divine Stones and the Great Evil King into one, and with the addition of peerless blood, it finally allowed its defensive power to surpass all divine weapons in this world.

If nothing else, at least in this world, its strength is incomparable.

And after Mo Baisuzhen's palm struck Ten Thousand Daos Boundless, a powerful and mellow force merged into Yu Liancheng's body, becoming a part of his True Qi.

This was the third ability of Ten Thousand Daos Boundless: Transforming Others into Self.

Simply put, this Ten Thousand Daos Boundless has the ability to absorb Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, as well as the power of an opponent's attack, and turn it into one's own use. Having this ability made Yu Liancheng, who already had astonishing recovery power, even less afraid of any war of attrition.

Boom!

The next moment, Yu Liancheng turned his wrist, and "Ten Thousand Daos Boundless" slashed out horizontally; a chilling blade Qi swept across, turning the surrounding several dozen zhang into a world of ice and snow.

Among the Four Great Divine Stones, because Ice Soul, Black Cold, and White Dew all possess Yin-cold power, using Ten Thousand Daos Boundless to drive martial arts related to ice and cold yields twice the result with half the effort.

This fourth ability is called: Ice Capturing All Life.

Mo Baisuzhen blasted through the massive ice-cold power with a single palm; this woman's palm power had also reached an incredible realm!

"Be careful!"

Yu Liancheng's expression tightened slightly; a surge of evil and baleful Qi emerged from Heavenly Dao Limitless, transforming into countless figures, endless and covering the sky. They were not just wandering knights and martial artists, but also farmers, laborers, scholars, monks, and Daoists... regardless of gender, age, wealth, or status, all were included. Each one was filled with resentment and hatred, rushing toward Mo Baisuzhen like a tidal wave.

Every rushing demonic phantom contained an evil, strange technique. Their momentum and postures were all different; some were as swift as meteors and lightning, some as elegant as floating clouds on the horizon, and others as fierce as a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering strike, exhausting all changes and manifesting a myriad of phenomena in an instant. The convergence of countless forces was becoming increasingly violent and terrifying. And Mo Baisuzhen, located at the center of the demonic shadows, was like a small boat in a stormy sea.

This was the fifth ability of Heavenly Dao Limitless; because this move evolved from the demonic nature of the Great Evil King, it could control people with demonic Qi, and could also use demonic Qi to manifest all living beings.

Yu Liancheng directly used the name of the ninth tribulation from the Ten Tribulations of the Evil King, calling it—Myriad Evils Floating Life.

The power of this move was extremely terrifying, with demonic Qi running rampant.

Fortunately, Yu Liancheng did not use his full strength, and those demonic shadows were merely superficial.

Mo Baisuzhen unleashed the Snow Crossing of the Six Great Demon Crossings, condensing countless ice thorns to pierce through the demonic shadows, causing the demonic Qi to scatter.

Having fought to this point, there was no point in continuing; Heavenly Dao Limitless still had two more abilities, respectively called "Annihilation of Body and Soul" and "Heavenly Dao Limitless".

"Annihilation of Body and Soul" meant that while injuring the opponent's physical body, it could simultaneously cause heavy damage to the Primordial Spirit.

"Heavenly Dao Limitless" was to utilize Heavenly Dao Limitless to erupt with five times, or even ten times, the power.

Naturally, these two moves could not be allowed for Mo Baisuzhen to experience.

Thus, Yu Liancheng had mastered the seven extremes of Heavenly Dao Limitless, which were: Shape-Shifting Myriad, Immortal and Indestructible, Transforming Others into Self, Ice Capturing All Life, Myriad Evils Floating Life, Annihilation of Body and Soul, and Heavenly Dao Limitless.

Of course, perhaps Heavenly Dao Limitless had other abilities that Yu Liancheng had not yet delved into.

However, with Heavenly Dao Limitless in hand, his combat power had indeed surged significantly. Even if the Great Demon God saw him, he would likely have to say: This person is not beneath me.

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