Chapter 464: Pointing Sword!

Trueorigin got back up on his feet, but his body was swaying left and right with his face smashed by Lin Yun. This was an outcome that no one had expected. After all, everyone thought that Lin Yun would be defeated easily, but who would have imagined that Lin Yun improved so much in just three days? He was a lot stronger than three days ago when he fought Heartcliff. Just what the hell did he go through? Was Trueorigin really going to be defeated?

This was originally a battle without any suspense, but it became weird all of a sudden.

“Tsk tsk, I’ve really underestimated you…” Trueorigin smiled as he wiped the blood on his face. “It looks like I won’t be able to compete for the championship anymore.”

Trueorigin sighed, and when he raised his head back up to look at Lin Yun, his eyes were cold, “Since you’re forcing me to bring out all my strength, then I won’t hold back anymore!”

His face was twisted, and his clothes exploded, revealing his bronze colored skin. There were buddhism runes covering his upper body.

“This is…” Everyone narrowed their eyes into slits when they saw this scene. Shortly after, a torrential crimson radiance burst out from Trueorigin’s body. At the same time, his body began to wiggle weirdly.

“The Raga Battle Physique!” Everyone could see that Trueorigin’s body was undergoing a change under the crimson radiance. The crackling sounds of his bones and muscles being reorganized was eerie, and many people’s faces changed when they heard it.

“Isn’t this fellow from the Heavenly Profound Sect, a Buddhism Sect? Why does this look so demonic…” Li Wuyou frowned his brows.

Trueorigin might be ruthless before, but he was giving off a domineering buddhism prestige earlier whenever he attacked. So his sudden change made everyone baffled.

“The Eight Legions, Mahoraga!” Luo Feng exclaimed. “Legend has it that when Buddha was spreading Buddhism, the Eight Legions were present. The Eight Legions were also known as Eight Legions of Devas and Nāgas. They used to be monsters, but they were infected by Buddhism and became the Eight Legions.”

Luo Feng’s face became grave as he continued, “Trueorigin is currently using Mahoraga’s legacy. Mahoraga is the king of serpents, a demon. Even after being converted into Buddhism, it still can’t get rid of its demonic nature. This is why it looks so eerie.”

Many people among the audience knew about the Eight Legion’s origin, but they had no idea what was Trueorigin doing right now. Only some elders were able to tell something from Trueorigin’s actions.

“I see… Trueorigin have been holding back all along to fight with Qin Yu for the championship. Now that he was forced to use his trump card, this means that he had given up on the championship.”

“I’m afraid Lin Yun is in a tough spot now. He can only hope that Trueorigin isn’t able to convert his body fully. Otherwise, there’s no way he can win the battle.”

“Hell Mode has come to an end here.”

The crimson radiance suddenly dispersed out and a gigantic figure appeared within everyone’s sight. Trueorigin’s body was dyed red with weird serpentine runes covering his body. At the same time, he was also emitting a faint demonic aura.

“I never imagined that you could force me to use this trump card. But I’ve already said that you will die!” Trueorigin’s clenched his fists together. He was sensing his explosive power and murderous intent in his heart. Right now, he was comparable to a Violet Palace Realm cultivator.

As he spoke, the serpentine runes on his body began to recollect together. The moment Lin Yun sensed a movement from Trueorigin, he activated the Dracophant War Armor. The armor also had ancient runes filled with a violent aura.

A gigantic figure appeared before Lin Yun with his fist directed over.

In the name of my sword, bloom!

Lin Yun didn’t dare to be careless even with the Dracophant Battle Physique and Dracophant War Armor. He pushed the Iris Sword Sutra to the limit, and the outline of an Iris Flower slowly took form in the sky. At the same time, Lin Yun’s aura also began to climb.

With the strongest body-refining technique in the Great Qin Empire and the ancient sword sutra, Lin Yun threw out his punch. When his fist collided with Trueorigin’s, cracks began to spread out beneath Lin Yun’s feet.

But even so, there was still a gap between their strength, and Lin Yun only lasted a brief moment before he was blown away. Up in the air, Lin Yun circulated his origin energy to destroy Trueorigin’s bizarre energy. When he looked at his right arm, there were cracks on his arm as blood began to flow out.

The Raga Battle Physique instantly gave Trueorigin an advantage in cultivation. Meanwhile, Trueorigin also never expected that Lin Yun was able to block his punch. After all, he had once killed a Violet Palace Realm wandering cultivator with a punch at this state. So he was surprised that Lin Yun could take his attack head-on.

This meant that Lin Yun’s cultivation technique wasn’t simple. Otherwise, there was no way an ordinary sword slave could come this far. So he knew he couldn’t underestimate Lin Yun.

“How many more punches can you take?!” Trueorigin laughed. He knew he had the entire situation under his control, and it was just a matter of time for him to defeat Lin Yun. He charged forth and began to throw out a barrage of punches. Each collision would cause the stage to tremble violently and shockwave spreading out.

Under Trueorigin’s barrage of punches, Lin Yun was constantly forced to retreat. In just a few breath’s time, Lin Yun was already forced to a small corner.

“Your movement technique is futile before absolute strength,” sneered Trueorigin.

“Absolute strength? Your Raga Battle Physique is powerful, but it’s a pity that you’re not strong. I bet you can’t maintain this state for long, right? It looks like I’m right. Let’s end the fight. Since you want to compete in strength, then I’ll fulfil your wish!” A dazzling brilliance exploded from Lin Yun, and a sharp cry soared into the sky.

“Die!” Trueorigin’s face changed. He didn’t want there to be any more mishaps. The crimson radiance on him exploded and took the shape of a gigantic serpent. “Demonic Serpentine Transformation!”

The crimson radiance released a roar, and it charged at Lin Yun. Facing the gigantic serpent, a bright brilliance burst out from Lin Yun’s eyes, and a gigantic figure streaked across the horizon. When it flapped its wings, it enveloped the entire stage in a violent gale. The gigantic figure was staring down at the earth with a pair of cold eyes.

“Great Wind Scripture!” A violent wind began to rise in heaven and earth when that image flapped its wings. When Lin Yun pushed both his palms forth, the heaven and earth had become quiet in that instant.

In the next second, Trueorigin was blown into the sky under everyone’s shocked gazes. The stage was also trembling as if it would collapse any time. When Trueorigin was blown into the air, his body began to shrink back to his original size.

Everyone in the plaza looked at the small dot soaring up into the sky with shock. All of them had widened their mouths with disbelief.

“No!” The Heavenly Profound Sect’s elders and disciples bounced up from their seats. Before they could even exclaim out, the black dot swiftly fell back onto the stage in a huge boom. The power impact left cracks spreading out on the stage.

At the same time, the powerful impact sent a shockwave out from the stage. There were those who couldn’t take the shockwave and threw out a mouthful of blood with their faces turning pale.

When the cloud of dust settled down, a figure was left standing proudly on the stage while another figure was covered in blood, struggling to get back up. But before he could even stand on his feet, he fell down on one knee.

When everyone saw Trueorigin falling down on one knee, all of their hearts began to jump. They knew that the battle had come to an end, and Lin Yun had won.

“I won’t kill you out of Drifting Goblet’s sake. Although your life is spared, that doesn’t mean that you’re spared from your punishment.” Lin Yun’s voice sounded out as if it came from the depths of hell. When he raised his head, the Flower Burial Sword flew into his hand.

“No!” Before Trueorigin could even react, he saw a sword ray shooting in his direction. But it was futile no matter how he yelled. Under the sword ray, he was sent flying out with an arm severed.

Once this was all settled down, Lin Yun slowly turned and pointed his sword at a figure. When everyone followed the direction that he was pointing to, they saw the crown prince, Qin Yu.