Sword Aura to the Heavens-Chapter 429 - 424: Recorded in History

Unrivaled below the Saint Realm?

An Zhiyao was somewhat taken aback, his gaze once again turned to Mu Changqing.

Just a few more years, and it can be achieved?

In the Great Li World, how many cultivators are there? Numerous top prodigies have cultivated for years, and reaching the Seven Realms already marks them as top-tier cultivators.

As for the Saint Realm, how many are left in the world?

Even the elite at White Jade City don't know if there are any remaining saints in this world.

Of course, he understood what being unrivaled below the Saint Realm meant.

Mu Changqing's evaluation by Taibai Sword was akin to that of a heavenly figure.

The White Jade City Cultivators were extremely shocked, instinctively glancing at Xiao Lv, who is now at the peak of the Dao Body Realm but still has a long way to go to become unrivaled below the Saint Realm.

"Those three, they should be senior brothers, all disciples of the Canglan Sword." Xiao Lv whispered, looking at the three cultivators on the battlefield.

Li Fan inquired about White Jade City, aiming to ascend.

Mu Changqing lectured at White Jade City, claiming not to be adept at cultivation, yet with a single move, his words and laws followed, killing Master Wan Xiang.

And that Wen Ruyu...

While Mu Changqing made his move, Wen Ruyu was still sensing Wen Haoran's sword intent.

Centered around his body, the Vast Sword Intent and Slaughter Sword Intent transformed into black and white lightning, weaving into a sword net that wrapped him like a cocoon, causing Wen Haoran's phantom to be surrounded by black and white sword rays.

Wen Ruyu closed his eyes, comprehending on the battlefield, his sword intent still growing stronger. He had already broken through the late-stage Dao Body Realm, but his aura continued to ascend.

Wen Haoran's phantom still remained, its illusory long hair fluttering with the breeze, a soft gaze directed at Wen Ruyu — this was their last meeting as father and son.

When Wen Ruyu was young, he was exceptionally strict with him and rarely accompanied him, leaving some regrets unfulfilled. Now, he hopes only that he will find his own path.

From the phantom figure of Wen Haoran came countless points of light drifting into Wen Ruyu's mind, as if billions of sword dao light points.

Wen Ruyu's eyes remained tightly shut as Wen Haoran's voice echoed in his mind, "Ruyu, Vast Sword Dao and Slaughter Sword Dao are not opposing paths; all things are born to balance and accompany each other. With an exalted mindset and accessible thoughts, the way of all things becomes my sword."

The black and white lightning of the world raged as if it would tear this realm apart.

"He is comprehending the sword dao," a cold voice resonated.

The Taicang Sword moved a step forward, raising its arm and slashing toward the location of Wen Ruyu. Suddenly, a giant hundred-zhang sword appeared above, as if it came from beyond the heavens, cutting space apart, falling to kill below, splitting the sky into two, severing the black and white lightning as it descended toward Wen Ruyu's position.

Wen Haoran's phantom looked up, executing a sword technique with his hand, pointing to the sky.

His finger erupted with overwhelming sword intent, and the phantom of the sword-shaped finger flew out, landing on the giant sword descending from the sky, causing it to tremble and crack, gradually shattering into nothingness.

The Lingxiao Pavilion's Taicang Sword couldn't penetrate the power of a single finger.

This was still the residual soul of the Haoran Sword, returned from death; had it been during the peak time of Haoran Sword, sword cultivators like Taicang Sword would likely be extinguished with a single finger.

"Why didn't Senior Haoran Sword take the initiative to attack?" The crowd gazed at the battle high in the sky, only seeing Wen Haoran sheltering Wen Ruyu without attacking.

Could it be that the power of the residual soul was limited, and launching an overly powerful attack might cause the residual soul to dissipate?

After all, it wasn't the living Haoran Sword.

Unknowingly, most of the onlookers now hoped that Li Mountain would win, perhaps due to the influence of a legendary sword cultivator. At the moment Haoran Sword returned, everyone's mindset changed.

"Bang..."

A loud noise reverberated, the void trembled, and next to Princess Taihua, a Seventh Realm Cultivator burst forth with golden divine brilliance, like a deity, stepping forward toward Wen Ruyu below.

"Hmm?"

A powerful aura locked onto him, causing him to frown and look upward, only to see a stream of light shooting out. He raised his arm to smash forward, golden fist radiance penetrating the heavens and earth, only to find a roaring Demon Ape, its gigantic fist smashing down, a storm of destruction raging through the realm.

Xing Feng's figure appeared above Wen Ruyu's, eyes fixed on the two Seventh Realm Great Cultivators above, fearing that Wen Haoran's residual soul could not withstand high-intensity battles.

"Sir, it seems you will need to toil," Ye Yunke spoke to Prince Puyang beside him in the distant crowd, "At least make a gesture to intercept Mu Changqing; no need for a life-and-death battle."

He didn't expect things to develop to this point, with Haoran Sword 'returning' and Xing Feng acting as the protector, Mu Changqing showcasing astonishing talent.

This was initially a hunt against Wen Ruyu, but the scenario reversed, and those participating in the encirclement hunt were likely to be counter-killed here.

If he continued to merely observe without intervention, explanations would be difficult.

"Alright." Prince Puyang nodded.

"Sir, remember, only intervene if necessary," Ye Yunke transmitted, "Focus the aura on Li Fan; thus, he won't dare recklessly move."

He couldn't help but find it amusing while stating this.

Beside him was the renowned Prince Puyang of Da Li, who years ago was forced to retreat by Mo Yang, Li Mountain Sword Master, in Chuzhou City.

Yet now, facing a young cultivator of Li Mountain.

He unexpectedly lacked confidence in Prince Puyang? Using Li Fan to intimidate Mu Changqing?

Prince Puyang stepped forward, arriving at the battlefield high in the sky. With a mere thought, a heavy pressure enveloped the boundless realm.

Mu Changqing naturally sensed the aura, turning to face Prince Puyang, glancing back at Li Fan, then cast his gaze toward Ye Yunke in the distance.

"It should be easier for me to kill him." Mu Changqing said to Prince Puyang.

Ye Yunke smiled, knowing full well that Mu Changqing could easily kill him. With the power to make words become reality, it seemed that Mu Changqing could end his life in an instant.

"Senior Taibai Sword, below White Jade City, dying here would not look good." Ye Yunke looked up towards the Heavenly Gate, seemingly pulling White Jade City into the fray.

In truth, among the powers in Jade City that could truly determine its fate, it was White Jade City, though it had always maintained a stance of observation.

However, if the Emperor of Da Li were to die at the foot of White Jade City... the matter would become quite serious.

"Boom..." As his voice fell, a thunderous tribulation descended from the sky, enveloping his body like a prison of lightning, suggesting that with but a thought from Mu Changqing, he could be killed swiftly.

Mu Changqing was also conveying to Ye Yunke that if he intended to kill him, White Jade City would not have time to intervene.

"Presumptuous." Prince Puyang stepped forward, while the cultivators on the battlefield felt their blood churn. Mu Changqing remained unmoved, protected by the Vajra Venerate, unaffected by the pressure.

"Mr. Mu." Ye Yunke called out, "How about neither of us making a move?"

Mu Changqing quietly watched him, without response.

Ye Yunke smiled and cupped his hands, intending for mutual non-interference, only coercing Prince Puyang to make a show of force under pressure, nothing more.

With Prince Puyang and Mu Changqing standing apart, their blood aura soared to the sky, Prince Puyang's gaze deepened as he stared at the young man across from him. Though Mu Changqing was technically a junior from Li Mountain, Prince Puyang treated him with utmost caution, his blood aura surrounding him formed a colossal figure, resembling Fatian Xiangdi, ready to defend against any attack.

After all, Mu Changqing's words could become reality; even a thought could unleash an assault, and Prince Puyang dared not to be negligent.

"Second Senior Brother, don't worry about me." Li Fan said to Mu Changqing.

The countless cultivators observing then understood the relationship between them.

They were all disciples of Zuo Canglan.

Mu Changqing ranked second.

Wen Ruyu was third.

Li Fan was the Junior Brother.

But where was the fourth person?

Why was he not present?

However, those outside the Heavenly Gate, the cultivators of White Jade City, the sword cultivators of Lingxiao Pavilion, and Ye Yunke along with Da Li's high-ranking figures naturally knew who the absent person was. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Li Mountain—so hard to kill," Ye Yunke thought. The four disciples of Zuo Canglan were all extraordinary talents.

Given some more time, these four could likely uphold the entirety of Li Mountain.

Li Fan glanced at Ye Yunke once more, fully aware of Ye Yunke's schemes. He clearly doesn't want to make a move nor dare to, yet joins the battlefield in this manner only to give an explanation to those above.

After all, his Highness the Seventh Prince stood on the battlefield. They couldn't just watch the court's affiliated forces be annihilated, could they?

Li Fan did not expose Ye Yunke. He turned and walked straight into the battlefield.

In today's battle, he intended to deter any forces in the Great Li World from coveting Li Mountain.

His body resembled a sword, accelerating within the battlefield, filling the air with a sword's wail. Two figures dashed towards him at the same speed, sword brilliance dazzling.

A sword scar appeared in the sky, accompanied by a light of blood, two bodies were severed, but that sword continued its path forward, not pausing for even an instant.

The two killed individuals were all cultivators of the Middle Realm of Dao Body.

Crossing realms, the sword achieving a double kill.

Having witnessed the Haoran Sword and seen Mu Changqing, people seemed to have forgotten that this 'Junior Brother' had ascended to the pinnacle of White Jade City days ago.

That streak of sword light plunged into the midst of the cultivators, appearing stained with blood, like strokes of crimson ink criss-crossing each other, each stroke breathtakingly stunning.

A high sight showed a Black and White Sword Intent intertwining, flowing like the taijitu, swirling in the spaces between heaven and earth.

Above Wen Ruyu's body, apart from Wen Haoran's phantom, a black illusory figure appeared.

The black and white figures converged and merged, Wen Haoran and Wen Ruyu's faces seemed to blend as one.

The Vast Sword Intent no longer represented an absolute sword of righteousness, the Slaughter Sword Intent lacked its previous wrath.

Wen Ruyu opened his eyes, and in this moment, the Vast Sword and the Sword of Slaughter transformed into a single Sword Intent, an interwoven Black and White Sword Intent.

The Black and White Sword Intent flowed among the heavens and earth, the distant cultivators sensing its appearance felt a heart-palpitating sensation, causing Taicang Sword's pupils to contract. This was...

"Ruyu," Wen Haoran's voice gently conveyed, "You take up my sword and fulfill your desires."

"Father, let's hold the sword together," Wen Ruyu replied.

"Very well," Wen Haoran answered.

As the words fell, the overlapping phantom simultaneously extended hands without distinction, the Black and White Sword Aura in the world rampaged, condensing into a sword within their palms.

At that instant the sword was formed, Taicang Sword's heart pounded, an indescribable fear surging forth.

Even outside the Heavenly Gate, the sword cultivator Guan Shanyue felt a heart-palpitating sensation, stating, "Master, this aura, which Sword Dao is it?"

"Wen Haoran cultivates the righteousness of heaven and earth; the Haoran Sword is a sword of light, while Wen Ruyu cultivates the ultimate Slaughter Sword Dao, yet at this moment he has broken through the shackles, uniting the two Sword Daos, already transcending the Vast Sword Path and Slaughter Sword Dao."

Taibai Sword sighed with emotion, "Today's battle will surely be etched into the annals of the Great Li Cultivation World."