Chapter 116 - 5,000 is Hardly a Challenge!
The dead didn't get lines, did they?
“Whoever's sword claims his dog life will be rewarded 10,000,000 Spirit Stones!” After the extermination of an entire family, the Sword Lord sure was straightforward! His chilling proclamation sent the hearts of five thousand elite Sword Cultivators racing, their eyes bloodshot with greed.
A sum of 10,000,000 Spirit Stones! Such wealth could enrich them for ten generations! Especially those from Sword Heaven. They had come to the Forbidden Tower precisely for these Spirit Stones.
"Why don't the Sword Lord or the Tower Lord kill him themselves?"
"Nonsense! Yun Xiao is so dangerous. With five thousand swords, we can reduce him to bits in an instant. Why should they risk it personally?"
The Sword Lord and the Tower Lord weren't isolated figures. They were leaders of great powers. Even in their utmost fury, they'd act with reason, choosing the safest methods.
And so, numerous Sword Cultivators from the Sea of Swords who had come to witness this historical event arrived just in time to see those five thousand, each looking as frenzied as the next, eyes bloodthirsty, faces twisted with rage, all charging at Yun Xiao.
People died for riches, birds perished for food. Could five thousand top-notch Sword Cultivators be afraid of a mere greenhorn?
"Watch out!" Many shouted in alarm.
Both sides had a deep-seated hatred. No words were wasted when they met, only clashing swords!
HUM HUM! The rear formation of these Sword Cultivators, all at the Late Divine Sea Realm or higher, channeled their magic power to control their Sword Souls. In an instant, they displayed thousands of Flying Sword techniques.
WHOOSH! Those dazzling Flying Swords tore through the air, turning into a dense downpour of Sword Aura, all converging on the flesh and blood form of Yun Xiao.
The savagery of this sword formation made even the most hardened spectator blanch.
However, the youth in white, the focus of tens of thousands of eyes, still had that age-old indifference on his face. He suddenly recalled the azure Sword Soul he'd just unleashed.
A tempest surged, and to the shock of all, the sword in his hand was now enveloped by a tornado-like storm of deep blue and black! This tempest howled and whirled, extending hundreds of meters, turning walls and tiles it touched into dust.
ROAR! Yun Xiao seemed to wield a hundred-meter-long azure and black dragon!
"How has his Sword Soul become even stronger?"
"It feels a bit terrifying..."
Many ordinary Sword Cultivators who were neither from Sword Heaven nor the Forbidden Tower just arrived and were immediately startled by the scene before them.
"What the heck?" From a hidden spot, Madam Qian stared at Yun Xiao's sword and exclaimed, "How does that Sword Soul have the power of a Sword Heart?"
Swift, precise, and ruthless, a recipe for wholesale slaughter.
THUD THUD THUD! All the elite Sword Cultivators who tried to flee with their backs to Yun Xiao found swords piercing them from behind, reduced to charred bones mid-flight.
At least several hundred took to the air, attempting to escape on their Sovereign Swords.
BOOM BOOM BOOM! Yun Xiao's Flying Sword transformed into an azure dragon, spiraling in the sky as it accelerated explosively mid-air, as if it were a stone skipping over the water's surface.
Ten-Step Scale!
With just one aerial slash, hundreds of heads went flying. In an instant, the decapitated heads soared outside the Forbidden Arena, while the bodies plummeted to the ground, turning into squashed pulp upon impact.
"AHHHH!!" Seeing this, the remaining combatants were paralyzed with fear, their faces ghostly pale.
"How can he be so strong?"
"Not even ten Tower Lords possess this kind of killing power!"
They had no clue about what had transpired with Yun Xiao's Sword Soul. But that was now irrelevant. In mere moments, he had reduced the five thousand elite Sword Cultivators to a mere thousand.
"Kneel!" Yun Xiao bellowed.
"Yes!" The last thousand, in their panic, hurriedly knelt, their voices trembling with terror, "P-please... Please spare us!"
"You're thanking me prematurely! I'm just making sure you all die in a neat row!" Yun Xiao, his white robes fluttering, suddenly landed before them.
Gazing at these fearful Sword Cultivators from Sword Heaven and the Forbidden Tower, whose very souls seemed shattered with terror, he didn't hesitate for an instant. With a swift grip, his long sword whooshed and slashed.
Sun Moon Divine Light, Gentle Breeze Bright Moon!
The Sword Lord's legendary sword technique, once wielded beyond the Azure Kite Sea, emerged again!
But this time, Yun Xiao's slash surged with a dark azure tempest of sword energy, even mightier and more ruthless than before. An azure crescent sword beam arced toward the kneeling heads.
THUD THUD THUD! Over a thousand heads took flight with just a single sweep! These heads rained down on the Forbidden Tower like a fierce storm, causing echoing thuds. Blood splattered across its entirety. Inside, the once-promising geniuses, in their final push, were probably having a rather unsettling moment.
In Yun Xiao's vision, a multitude of headless bodies bled profusely, remaining on their knees, unmoving. Indeed, their end had come prematurely. "Anyone I decide to kill shouldn't dream of living!"
So with that swing, Yun Xiao poured every ounce of the Sword Heart's power to achieve such explosive devastation. The concluding tempest collided with the Forbidden Tower, sending the dark structure into wild tremors.
From that moment, all five thousand elite Sword Cultivators from Sword Heaven and the Forbidden Tower met their end in less than twenty breaths.
Factoring in last night's losses, Sword Heaven's numbers dwindled by two-thirds. As for the renowned Forbidden Tower, of the original thousand geniuses and powerhouses, fewer than five remained!
Leveling the Forbidden Tower wasn't just wishful thinking anymore. It had actually happened! Yet, Yun Xiao wasn't representing Sword Heaven any longer. He stood for himself and his sword alone!