The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS-Chapter 1170 - 195: Early Arrival

The winds of Japan are turbulent, and within the Central Plains, a great storm is also about to break.

On the sixth day of June, in Japan, Akechi Mitsuhide issued the declaration, "Attack, the enemy is at Honnoji Temple," leading an army to raise the banner of rebellion against Suzan Ming Venerate.

Above the Central Plains, on the northwestern Buried Sword Peak, a solitary figure slowly descended from the sky.

"Wind Filling Tower, yellow sand sweeping, the sword dances through the annals, name shakes the world. The rain drifts indistinct, weary of this mortal world, returning you the bright pearl, autumn water duckweed."

The poetic line echoed within Buried Sword Peak, and a sky-breaking Sword Qi shot upward.

"Ren Piaomiao."

The Sword God hovered in the air, the Sword Intent on his body surging uncontrollably, "Should I call you Ren Piaomiao, or Qing Yu?"

"It makes no difference."

With black hair turning white, even the face transformed, Qing Yu held the Nirvana Sword, flicking the blade to produce a clear sword ring, "Whether Qing Yu or Ren Piaomiao, it's all the same. No difference."

"Haha, indeed, no difference," the Sword God laughed.

What mattered was the opponent's strength, not their identity. As long as the strength was sufficient, what difference did it make if it was Qing Yu or Ren Piaomiao?

"There are still a few days before Chi You's Banner arrives, have you come today because you couldn't wait?" The Sword God continued, his Sword Intent shooting out even more violently.

"Couldn't you also not wait?" Qing Yu looked at the Sword God's demeanor and shook his head with a laugh.

Even the Sword Intent could scarcely be contained, showing the Sword God's eagerness for this battle. Qing Yu wanted to start early, and the Sword God felt the same.

"Then let's begin."

With those words, the Sword God no longer suppressed his Sword Intent. The Sword Qi split the sky, leaving a deep Heavenly Scar, his exalted Sword Intent radiating for hundreds of miles, all within bowing their swords towards him, quivering.

"The battle with the Sword God did indeed let you seize an opportunity to enter this Ultimate Realm," remarked Qing Yu softly, observing.

The thriving Tribulation Qi provided the Sword God with the best resources.

"After nurturing the swords at Buried Sword Peak for many days, finally, I took this step, but compared to you, still a step slower," said the Sword God.

In a radius of hundreds of miles, all swords bowed to the Sword God, yet the one nearest to him, Qing Yu, remained unmoved, even the Nirvana Sword staying firmly in hand, demonstrating that the other was of the same realm.

"I am not truly a swordsman; there is no need to measure you and me by speed," Qing Yu said.

Though claiming not to be a true swordsman, the sword momentum gathered on his body surpassed far beyond those so-called swordsmen. In today's world, on the Sword Dao, probably only Qing Yu could contend with the Sword God.

"Indeed, there is no need to measure by speed," a flash of Sword Light flickered in the Sword God's eyes, "only by victory or defeat."

The earth-shattering Sword Light suddenly swept out, a Heavenly Punishment Sword descending like divine wrath.

Heavenly Punishment Sword Path.

Upon reaching the Ultimate Realm, the Sword God's Sword Dao transformed again, this Heavenly Punishment Sword Path acting like Heaven's enforcer, akin to a heavenly tribulation, exuding a hint of Heaven's wrath beyond the Supreme Taoist who is the Heavenly Dao's spokesperson.

Before the Sword Light reached, the Tribulation Qi descended, imprisoning the body and pervading the heart.

The Sword God was the least demonic of the Heavenly Demons, integrating the Ten Thousand Tribulations Demonic Qi into his Sword Dao, using not Tribulation Qi against foes, but to aid the sword.

Tribulation Power was Sword Power; the Heavenly Punishment Sword Path suppressed the enemy with might, annihilated the enemy with the sword, portraying supreme dominance, thus named 'Punishment'.

Yet this pressure sufficed for others, but not for suppressing Qing Yu.

The Nirvana Sword adorned with golden patterns, its imposing sword momentum boundless, negating Heavenly Punishment, instead suppressing the Heavenly Punishment Sword Light. This was the Piaomiao Absolute Style - Twelfth Sword.

"Weiyang."

The Sword Intent instantly filled the universe, striking below to above, counter punishing Heaven's division.

"Clang——"

The clash of two powerhouses, the Heavenly Punishment Sword Light crashing into the limitless Sword Twelve of Weiyang, an extreme clash of Sword Intent, an infinite collision of Sword Power, sharp Sword Lights leaving countless sword scars on the Heavenly Vault, as if intending to carve it apart, shatter the universe.

"Well then, once more."

The Sword God descended in a howl, Sword Light splitting into countless threads, encircling layer by layer, each thread perilous to the extreme, full of lethal intent.

Soul Trapping Sword Path.

This Sword Path was famed for its peril, not walking the Righteous Path, but taking the unorthodox. However, taken to the extreme, who could say this wasn't the Righteous Path?

Paths of the Great Dao vary, but to reach the extreme, that is the Righteous Path. Though the path may be unorthodox, if brought to the extreme, it too is the Righteous Path.

Now, this extreme unorthodoxy was to test Qing Yu's ability.

"Excellent swordsmanship," Qing Yu looked up at the magnificent yet perilous sword threads, the Sword Light dividing, many sword shadows overlapping, "True Mysterious Void·Flying Annihilation, eight styles united, Autumn Water Duckweed Ren Piaomiao."

"Zing——"

The Sword Ring piercing to the extreme, the eight styles manifesting simultaneously, countless sword shadows exhibiting the Piaomiao Absolute Style's capability, within the numerous Sword Rings, all these thousand sword threads were utterly intercepted.

"Since reaching the Ultimate Realm, under Endless Forever, in terms of skill, I am never inferior to anyone."

Qing Yu swung a sword horizontally, the countless sword shadows converged, forming three Sword Wheels overlapping together, "Take this strike of mine as well."

Endless Forever, with thought sped to the extreme, Sword Qi and swordsmanship were already the fastest.

Under this move, all Sword, Sword Technique, and Palm Technique in the world, Qing Yu could break, aside from a frontal overpowering, there was no other way to harm Qing Yu.

Moreover, Endless Forever not only assisted in breaking moves, but could also attack the enemy.

"Clang clang—"

The sword wheel shattered the sky and broke through the heavens, with ultimate sharpness and ultimate speed, bringing the ultimate power to split the world.

The sword wheel instantly slashed at the Sword God, and amidst the ringing sword sounds, pushed the Sword God into the clouds above, which had unknowingly risen.

'Has the Sword God fallen behind in the Sword Dao...'

Someone hiding in the shadows watched, their thoughts wavering, 'Qing Yu seems to still have strength in reserve. If I act now, it's highly possible to fall into his trap. Better to see what the Sword God can do.'

He knew that extreme warriors are not so easily defeated; at least, the Sword God now appearing to fall behind doesn't mean he will lose.

The full strength of the Sword God has yet to be revealed.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the clouds above darkened further, and faintly visible chaotic undercurrents flowed within.

"The calamity reaches its peak, the Ten Thousand Tribulations arrive—"

The voice of thought, along with the notion of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sky Demon, which had transformed into calamity clouds, spread throughout heaven and earth, "Today, I, Yu Chen, shall wield my sword to open the calamity, the sword sweeps across the universe."

"Boom—"

Endless Tribulation Qi came from all directions, like hundreds of rivers meeting the sea, surging incessantly.

"The great calamity begins at last. This arrangement of decades, pushed to its true start with the combined efforts from the Nine Heavens to me!"

Qing Yu waved his sleeve, and a red dragon burst forth, formed of sharp blades, ferocious and bloody, full of slaughter energy, with claws and teeth bared, filling the sky with too much malice.

Upon its appearance, this dragon sucked in innumerable Tribulation Qi, contending with the Sword God for resources.

This is the Doomsday Myth, the Tribulation Device forged by Qing Yu.

After Qing Yu forcibly embedded the King Bone transformed by the Ghost Demon Blade into the Doomsday Myth with astonishing Divine Skill, this Tribulation Device transformed again, gaining a mysterious power different from before.

"Rumble—"

The Tribulation Device and Tribulation Demon, both calamities emerged, and at the start of the final calamity reached a zenith; in the tribulation clouds above, thunder roared, the dark red lightning carrying an apocalyptic aura.

"Hmm? What's this?"

The Sword God within the tribulation clouds suddenly sensed a red light pierced through the clouds, illuminating the heavens and earth, adding a trace of vivid color to the gloomy world.

But this vivid color is not vitality; it's an ominous sign of the end.

The Sword God ascended into the sky, breaking through the tribulation clouds to reach even higher.

It was at this moment that he finally saw the source of the red light.

"Chi You's Banner, arriving earlier than expected." The Sword God looked toward the red demon star streaking across the sky, speaking softly to himself.

The red light spanning the heavens undoubtedly proved that Chi You's Banner had arrived early by several days.

'Qing Yu truly didn't come without a plan. His arrival today to start the battle was to take advantage of the twin calamities to accelerate the arrival of Chi You's Banner.'

Streams of Xuan Yuan One Qi converged, revealing the figure of the Supreme Taoist. Gathering True Yuan, he was ready to intervene at any moment.

'Even if the Sword God gains the Sixth Heavenly Demon's Energy, it's better than Qing Yu obtaining it.'

Choosing the lesser of two evils, though the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sky Demon has a restraining effect on Heavenly Dao Power, it's still lighter than the threat Qing Yu poses.

In truth, according to the Supreme Taoist's plan, the stronger the enemy, the better. Only the enemy's strength could force the Heavenly Dao to open the gate for him to break through.

But now, Qing Yu's strength seemed on the verge of losing control. The Supreme Taoist figured if Qing Yu's might swelled again, he could directly trigger Tribulation Qi and break open the Limit of Human and God.

'Simply an anomaly.'

The Supreme Taoist kept a close eye on Qing Yu, ready to strike at any time.

Meanwhile, after realizing Qing Yu's intentions, not only was the Sword God not angry, but his fighting spirit grew even more intense.

He slashed through the tribulation clouds with one sword, looking at the white-haired figure surrounded by red dragons, and said, "Let us continue."

"Clang clang—"

The Heavenly Talent Sword emitted Sword Light, sharper than before, the slaughtering Sword Qi sweeping down, endless slaughter purging the world.

After fully initiating the final calamity, the Sword God's power swelled again; if not for the presence of the Tribulation Device splitting resources, his strength might have grown even further.

The slaughter sword energy swept over, maliciously covering the sky, but was intercepted in front of Qing Yu.

The red dragon formed by the Doomsday Myth blocked the path, its scales like raised blades swirling and grinding, shattering and obliterating the slaughter sword energy.

"Then let us continue."

Qing Yu spoke, his right hand holding the sword reached forward, the red dragon emitted a cold, sinister sword sound, enveloping it.

The dragon's head adhered to the Nirvana Sword's blade, its body wrapping around a third, the sharp blades protruding, adding a vicious, eerie aura to the Holy Nirvana Sword.

The rest of the dragon's body bypassed his sword-wielding hand, wrapping above the wrist, dragon tail reaching to the shoulder, entwining the right arm.

Tiny blades pierced Qing Yu's arm, absorbing blood, making the red color more vivid and bloodier.

Qing Yu moved his arm slightly, confirming that the Doomsday Myth wouldn't affect his swordsmanship, revealing a satisfied smile, "Very well!"

He raised his sword, pointing directly at the Sword God, the wicked yet ethereal sword momentum skyrocketed to break through the clouds, revealing the shadow of the red dragon.

The battle to decide the ownership of the Tribulation Qi was about to commence.