At the peak of the mountain, Ling Xian and the God of Swords were drinking and chatting happily.
After three rounds of drinking, the two of them were a little tipsy. Luckily, it didn't affect their battle.
"Your alcohol tolerance matches your capabilities. Not bad." The God of Swords complimented. He tossed away the jug of alcohol and stood up.
Ling Xian did the same.
The wine was finished. Next, it was time for the battle.
"Come at me. I don't want to win this battle. I just want one of us to break through the void." Ling Xian's gaze was deep. Like a God, he looked down on the world.
"Pay attention."
The God of Swords erased his smile and pointed out a finger. There was no power and no technique. However, the sword's intent was enough to change the color of everyone's face.
Ling Xian was unfazed. He too pointed out a finger. Similarly, there was no power and no technique. There was only sword's intent.
His sword's intent roared and rolled out in all directions, shocking everyone.
Nobody thought that Ling Xian also had sword's intent and that he was on par with the God of Swords.
"Haha, you really didn't disappoint me."
The God of Swords laughed out loud, "I have created three techniques in my life. The first, the Howling Wind."
As soon as his voice trailed off, his sword's intent was like the wind and rain. It was violent and endless.
This level of prowess made even the tyrant's expression change.
"It is no wonder you are the number one God of Swords. This technique alone makes you worthy of your title."
Ling Xian exclaimed. He used one sword to defend against the wind and rain.
The two of them didn't move and they didn't draw their swords. However, the feeling they gave off was that they were fighting in close combat. It was dangerous and exquisite.
"Sadly, this technique cannot defeat you."
The God of Swords softly grinned, "The second technique, Crack the Heaven and Earth."
As soon as he spoke, his sword's intent changed.
If it could be said that before, it was endless and heavy, not sharp, then at this moment, it was sharp, splitting the earth and splitting the heavens.
This extreme sharpness changed the color of everyone's face.
Even Ling Xian was shaken. This technique was terrifying. If the God of Swords was born in the Taoism community, this technique would be unparalleled.
At this moment, he used all his strength. His Qi roared and shook up all directions.
HOMMMM!
Waves of Qi soared into the sky, and dust swirled around. Even though they were far away, everyone's faces turned pale, and their blood boiled.
It was far too terrifying. The battle between Ling Xian and the God of Swords, even if it was just the shockwave, could not be blocked.
"Haha, this feels great! It has been a long time since someone was able to block my second sword move!"
The God of Swords laughed out loud, "Ling Xian, I was right about you. Our battle will for sure shatter the void."
Hearing this, Ling Xian softly grinned and revealed his anticipation.
At once, his Qi climbed. Like the awakening of a God, his Qi swallowed all nine levels of heaven and all 10 levels of hell.
It was the same for the Sword God.
In the blink of an eye, his aura rose to its peak, and it caused everyone to shudder with fear and astonishment.
Furthermore, this was under the condition that they were very far away from each other. If they were in the middle of the two, they would be smashed to pieces in an instant.
"Whether or not I can shatter the void will depend on this move."
Watching Ling Xian and the God of Swords, the Conqueror squinted his eyes, knowing that the next move will decide the winner.
Everyone realized this as well, so they widened their eyes and stared at the two of them.
"The third move is called the Undefeatable Heart."
The God of Swords looked at Ling Xian in a serious manner, "After this move, I cannot control it. Be careful."
"Come at me. After this move, one person will shatter the void." Ling Xian's gaze was deep and his Qi continued to surge.
"The last person who forced me to use this move was the Conqueror. It's been 10 years since then."
The God of Swords stared at Ling Xian, "I have trained this sword for 10 years. Please comment."
At those words, a ray of light shot through the sky. It wasn't a sword's intent, it was a real sword's light.
In a world without Qi, to be able to materialize a sword's light was without a doubt unbelievable.
What was even more shocking was that this sword's light not only contained spiritual energy, it also contained spiritual energy.
"What a shocking person." Ling Xian's expression changed. For one, it was because of the power of the sword's light. For two, it was because the God of Swords was stunning.
If this person was born in the Taoism community, this move of his would be a forbidden technique. This person had the potential to become a God!
At once, Ling Xian called out to the Art of Fortune and used his spiritual energy to defend against the Sword of the Heart.
HOMMMM!
Following an earth shattering rumble, the Mountain of the Heavenly Sword completely crumbled. Countless pieces of rocks scattered in all directions.
What was even more terrifying was that the shockwave caused everyone to puke out blood and stagger back.
Even someone as powerful as the Conqueror took two steps back.
"My god, was this really caused by a human? One strike and the Mountain of the Heavenly Sword crumbled! "
"This is terrifying. Luckily I was far away. Or else I would've died for sure."
"Who won? The lonely God of Swords or the young master who appeared out of nowhere and challenged for the number one spot? "
Everyone stared at the center of the explosion without blinking. They desperately wanted to know who won.
Right at this moment, the sky split open, and a deep and pitch-black hole appeared, revealing the boundless starry sky.
This scene shocked everyone. Even the Conqueror fell into a daze.
"Shattering the void! It's the shattering of the void! "
"Oh my god, am I dreaming? I can't believe I will be able to witness the shattering of the void in my lifetime!"
"They really did shatter the void. These two are far too powerful."
Everyone chimed in. The way they looked at the black hole was of shock and passion. The grandmasters, in particular, were so excited they could barely contain themselves.
However, nobody moved.
Only the person who shattered the void, or the winner of this battle, can enter the galaxy. If anyone else steps in, they will be crushed into pieces.
Everyone stared at the dust and wanted to know who was the one who could enter the galaxy.
"Ehem … ehem … to be able to witness the shattering of the void, I have no regrets."
The dust dissipated and revealed the God of Swords' silhouette. His white robe was dyed with blood and his body was covered in wounds.
Ling Xian was also covered in blood. But compared to the God of Swords, he was much better.
This meant the winner was him.
"Defeated, the lonely Sword God sitting alone in the tall building has actually been defeated!"
"My eyes must be playing tricks on me. How could the God of Swords lose?"
"Unbelievable. Someone who has been training for such a short period of time defeated the God of Swords!"
Everyone was shocked to the extreme. The God of Swords was the publicly recognized number one in the world. He was a living legend. Even the tyrant paled in comparison to him.
Yet at this moment, he lost to Ling Xian. Of course, nobody could believe it.
"I lost …" The God of Swords puked out blood. There was bitterness and happiness.
"I was lucky." Ling Xian couldn't bear it. To the God of Swords, who stood at the peak, losing was the most painful thing in the world.
"There is no such thing as luck. Not one bit."
"Losing to you, I accept wholeheartedly."
The God of Swords smiled. Staring at the black hole in the sky, he said, "Sadly, I am not the one who shattered the void."
"There is still a chance."
Ling Xian looked at the God of Swords in a serious manner, "With your capabilities, it is not impossible to shatter the void."
"Thank you for your kind words. To be able to meet you in this life is my greatest fortune."
The God of Swords smiled, "Alright, let's go in. Don't miss the hour."
Hearing this, Ling Xian shifted his gaze towards Lin Yingmei, "I cannot help you with the matter of reclaiming your country. I hope you get what you want."
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