Li Qingshan swung his right hand, and the wall shattered loudly. Fu Qingjin turned into specks of green light and flew around Li Qingshan, condensing into Fu Qingjin's face. He said, "You think you're already powerful enough, but you're actually alone and without help."
"Fu Qingjin, you sure like to talk nonsense. How can the strong and the weak, life and death be determined by your mouth? Speak with your sword!" Li Qingshan laughed aloud. He swung the blood-red blade about, striking every speck of green light with great precision. The green light split into two again, becoming even more chaotic. The light from the blade followed it like a shadow, striking it at the same time. The green light split into four again, and the light from the blade split as well.
The light from the blade burst out wildly, but Li Qingshan's eyes remained calm, shining with a faint blue light. Time seemed to be being pulled, becoming extremely slow. The trajectory of every speck of green light became extremely clear.
Clang! With a metallic clang, the Green Ruins sword condensed from the specks of green light collided with the blood-red blade. Fu Qingjin flew backwards, slightly surprised. He finally lost his composure. "The realm of Intricacy!"
Fu Qingjin's strength did not come from the Green Ruins sword alone. It also came from the Sword Collection palace's deep heritage and the elite education it provided to the disciples carefully selected.
If the Hundred Schools of Thought and small sects were akin to regular schools, then the Sword Collection palace was akin to training for geniuses. In regular schools, students who could memorise the formulas and use them flexibly could be considered good students. The latter, on the other hand, had to understand the formulas themselves under the guidance of a teacher to be considered qualified. At the same level of cultivation, their strength was completely different. Even if Fu Qingjin only wielded a regular spiritual sword, it would be very difficult for regular Foundation Establishment cultivators to defeat him.
"The realm of Intricacy. Is that what you call it?"
After reaching the fourth layer of the spirit turtle, Li Qingshan could experience life and death with a single thought. He could experience endless, profound changes in extreme stillness. If he used it on the spirit turtle's daemon core, he would be able to detect danger with even greater sensitivity. If he used it on the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell, he would be able to reflect an enemy's attack. Just Now, he used it on his blade style to force back Fu Qingjin. He couldn't tell if it was talent or something else. Today … Finally, Fu Qingjin gave an explanation.
"I have to admit that you are indeed an enemy that can threaten me. Towards such an enemy, I usually show some respect. However, this is not your fortune." Fu Qingjin's gaze was as sharp as a sword, and the fingers of his left hand formed a sword. The Green Ruins sword in his right hand pointed backwards.
Li Qingshan slashed down with his saber, and the blood-red saber aura that resembled a waterfall was deflected. Blood splattered everywhere. The Green Ruins Illusory Realm was dyed red.
"The Green Ruins Tribulation. Wan Jiansheng! " Fu Qingjin chanted in a low voice and stabbed out with his sword. The green radiance and the saber aura clashed fiercely. The green radiance flashed and pierced through the saber aura, heading straight for Li Qingshan's forehead.
Li Qingshan tilted his head and dodged it. He took a step forward and was about to land on the ground. Suddenly, a Green Ruins sword rushed into the air. He turned around. He leaned back and the sword light brushed past his face. Before his feet had even landed on the ground, streaks of green light burst out of the earth. Each sword was faster than the last.
Li Qingshan's footsteps changed gracefully, weaving through the light like a vicious tiger through the jungle. He strode forward steadily, his gaze fixed on Fu Qingjin the entire time.
The light became even denser. He casually swung the blood-red blade, carving out a path in the jungle. He mocked loudly, "Is this my misfortune? Then I sure am lucky. "
Fu Qingjin smiled. "The show has only just begun." He formed a seal with his hand and pointed at the sky. The Green Ruins swords flew into the air one by one, hovering there. They turned around together and pointed their tips at Li Qingshan, turning into a rain of swords. They thrummed as they descended rapidly.
Li Qingshan frowned. He turned around quickly and swung the blood-red blade around like a wheel, knocking away the rain of swords. The intense sounds of metal colliding rang out without end.
However, the rain of swords seemed endless. With Li Qingshan at the centre, countless Green Ruins swords lined up neatly in a sword formation, flying over from every angle and direction. Even when they were knocked away, they would only adjust their direction and rearrange themselves.
Fu Qingjin only smiled faintly. Li Qingshan's figure was gradually swallowed by the Green Ruins swords.
The roar of the tiger demon pierced through the clouds. The sword formation paused, and Li Qingshan unfurled his wings of wind and broke out of the formation. He arrived above Fu Qingjin in a flash and swung down.
Before the blade could land, Fu Qingjin turned into green light and dispersed, merging with the Green Ruins swords. The countless Green Ruins swords gathered into a long dragon, flickering with green light as it lunged over.
With the green light imbued in the swords, even with the blood-red blade in hand, Li Qingshan struggled to injure him. In the Green Ruins Illusion, Fu Qingjin's power could be replenished endlessly, while Li Qingshan's connection with the spiritual qi of the world was completely cut off. Every bit of daemon qi he used would be a bit less.
Fu Qingjin was in an undefeatable position right from the beginning, which was why he could converse with Li Qingshan so easily, like a hunter looking at prey in a trap. As for Li Qingshan, he was unable to even use his innate ability of the Strength of the Earth. He really did seem like he had fallen into a trap.
In the face of danger, Li Qingshan's eyes suddenly cleared up. The blood-red blade that he relied on to clash with the Green Ruins swords drooped down, as if he had given up on clashing with Fu Qingjin. It was an ordinary punch, and with every inch it moved forward, it seemed to have to pause for a moment and grow a bit larger. At first glance, it seemed to have a kind of sluggish feeling.
Fu Qingjin smiled inside. He was using his body to face the Green Ruins swords. Was this the final, frenzied struggle of a cornered beast?
The moment the fist and the swords collided, something unexpected happened. The Green Ruins swords shattered one by one. Before the tips of the swords could even touch Li Qingshan's fist, they were shattered and destroyed by an invisible force. The moment the swords shattered, even the green light that resided within them was extinguished bit by bit.
Cracks spread rapidly, and everywhere they passed, the broken walls collapsed and shattered into pieces of green light. The rumble reached hundreds of kilometers away. It was even louder than the Tiger Demon's Furious Roar, as if an invisible bell had been struck.
The corner of Li Qingshan's lips curled up. He had never used his most destructive power, the power of tremors, precisely for this opportunity. With his realm of intricacy, he layered the power of tremors on top of each other. Even a mountain could collapse.
Li Qingshan completely destroyed the sword dragon in a single stroke. In a single moment, all the swords were destroyed, revealing the original form of the Green Ruins sword. Li Qingshan sneered and converted all of his daemon qi into the power of tremors, pouring it into the Green Ruins sword viciously.
The Green Ruins sword thrummed and flew back into Fu Qingjin's hand. His tattered, green robes were in tatters, no longer graceful at all. His face was completely drained of blood. He was heavily injured. In the Green Ruins Illusion, he had dispersed his original body into specks of green light to avoid damage, which instead allowed Li Qingshan's power of tremors to unleash its full potential.
However, the damage the Green Ruins sword suffered directly reached his mind, which made him extremely surprised and furious. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What is this power?"
"Ask the king of hell!" Li Qingshan lunged over and turned into his original form over thirty meters tall. He had a head of bronze and a forehead of steel, with sharp teeth and claws. He was like a black, demonic tiger, roaring madly. The tiger's tail swept up the blood-red blade, turning into a blurry Blood Shadow and swinging it towards Fu Qingjin's waist. The tiger's claws lunged out, ready to be unleashed with the power of tremors. His entire body was a weapon for killing.
"Wretched daemon!" Fu Qingjin bellowed out, and the surrounding ruins twisted into green light. The entire Green Ruins Illusion turned into a sea of sword Qi, surging towards Li Qingshan and surrounding him.
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