Chapter 257: Chapter 16: The Sword Amazes the Four

Seats, Gaining Fame in the Spiritual Mountain, the Four Leaders of the Heavenly Devil Palace

Translator: 549690339

The history of Limitless Immortal Sect’s sword pavilion dates back to ancient times, a place where generations of sword cultivators have come to meditate and rest.

Once they had passed away, their walking swords were left behind in the sword pavilion.

As a result, the sword pavilion not only contains famous swords from all over the world, but also inherits the sword intentions on the bodies of many Middle Ancient famous sword cultivators.

Back in the Middle Ancient Period, the Limitless Immortal Sect was already renowned as a sacred fountain of sword art and their “Unrivaled Sword Art” was considered a classic in sword cultivation.

The scripture is the result of the Limitless Sword Immortal’s life-long quest to perfect sword art, inherited for over ten thousand years.

Whenever any famous sword cultivator passed by the Limitless Immortal Sect, they would come to pay their respects to this ancient sword pavilion.

Right now, within the sword pavilion, ten thousand swords were resonating in unison, the buzzing sound roaring like a tidal wave.

Zhao Huai, dressed in white, floated in the sky, his sleeves fluttering with the wind. His entire body’s magic power was surging violently, and his purple slim sword was emitting a golden sword qi, which he used to strike at Situ Huan with all his might.

“Clang! ”

The purple sword edge clashed with Situ Huan’s towering Devil Shadow, the sound much like the clashing of gold and stone, emitting a thunderous explosion.

Sword intention surged around Zhao Huai’s body, and his sword song roared like a tide.

This scene was observed by Chen Jianshu, whose gaze revealed amazement. He said:

“This is the third realm of Sword Skill Stage. I didn’t expect the Yan Country’s Crown Prince to achieve this level in his sword skill. He’s probably on par with me.”

“Third realm sword intention?”

Zi Yun’s expression was also one of surprise.

“Exactly.”

Chen Jianshu nodded and began to explain, “There are five realms in sword skill, which is a vague statement. In the ‘Sword Scripture’ compiled by the Limitless Sword Immortal, a new classification method is mentioned – the realm of sword cultivator can be divided into nine levels.”

“Mind Lake, Gazing River, Observing Sea, Concealing Storehouse, Dragon Gate,

Tao-seeking, Four Phenomena, Return to Simplicity, and Limitless.”

“These correspond to the nine levels of the ‘Unrivaled Sword Art’. Even I have only practiced up to the seventh level. The sword intention emanating from the Yan Country’s Crown Prince has already been in the Four Phenomena realm for a long time, and is about to break through to the Eighth Realm. The Ninth Realm is not far off. Once a sword cultivator reaches the ninth level, it’s as if their sword skill has transcended.”

After listening to this, Zi Yun was even more astonished and said with a bewildered face, “You mean that the Yan Country’s Crown Prince’s sword skill realm is already close to Return to Simplicity?”

“That’s right, he’s already extremely close.”

Chen Jianshu looked at the sword pavilion filled with the sound of ten thousand swords, enviously saying, “Once one reaches the Return to Simplicity Realm, it means that their sword skill has reached completion, returning to the true nature of things with perfect sword technique. Once one attains a pure sword heart, as long as the sword heart remains strong, the sword intention will not waver and one will naturally be fearless of anything. The foul aura cannot get close, and all evil demons cannot invade. The Ethereal Form in Sword Skill Realm is within reach.”

In the sky, at this time-

Golden Sun, White Dragon, Sword Saint, and the Honored Shadow appeared, hovering behind Zhao Huai. The Honored Shadow was his own image, looking exactly like himself.

The Sword Saint figure was that of a dignified elder who, upon absorbing the [Sword Skill Grandmaster] destiny, was born with a strong and imposing Aura.

All four figures appeared together, suppressing Situ Huan’s Heavenly Devil Eighth Transformation, the Devil God Whispering.

Situ Huan’s originally calm eyes revealed a touch of surprise.

It was obvious that he hadn’t expected Zhao Huai to be able to manifest four different figures.

These figures represented primordial spirits and were symbols of strength.

Being able to give birth to four figures meant that Zhao Huai’s still-unawakened primordial spirit was very strong.

Situ Huan noticed his Eighth Transformation fading away, and he retreated several dozen feet without getting injured, widening the gap between them.

Zhao Huai didn’t rush to follow up on his success, instead adjusting his stance and resting on a mountain peak, staring at the slim sword in his hand, deep in thought.

The spiritual sword was not his life-bound magical treasure and was not suitable for him. He couldn’t fully utilize it to unleash all his sword skill potential.

His sword technique’s power was therefore diminished.

Situ Huan displayed the Wand of Thousand Bone Hell, his eyes filled with a hint of a smile as he said:

“I didn’t expect your sword skill realm to reach the sword intention level of the third realm. It is quite close to the Ethereal Form in Sword Skill Realm. It seems I underestimated you.”

In the following fight sequence, he dared not underestimate Zhao Huai any further. He planned to use the power of his magical weapon to suppress the latter by force.

“Whoosh!”

Zhao Huai would not give him the chance. His body moved, and six consecutive Shadows were thrown out, each displaying a sword technique.

Each sword shadow formed a fighting stance.

“Form One, The Sun-observing.”

“Form Two, Ya Long.”

“Form Three, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Sect.”

“Form Four, Facing the Heavens.”

The dazzling golden sun, the roaring dragon, the crisscrossing sword qi, and the huge sword in the sky – four sword techniques struck out almost simultaneously.

Feeling the terrifying sword qi in the sky, Situ Huan sensed that something was amiss. The Wand of Thousand Bone Hell in his hand erupted with a gloomy and eerie magical light.

A series of phantom shadows appeared.

It was as if fierce ghosts were screaming, blood-covered mountains of corpses abound, like a purgatorial abyss, and the towering Devil Mountain.

“Boom!”

The two finally clashed, and their strikes collided. The Immortal Peak trembled, and the sound resonated in the sky.

The battle in the sky was fierce, and everyone’s eyes were fixed on the spectacle unfolding before them.

Yu Qinghan’s expression was more composed, clearly confident in Zhao Huai.

During the confrontation, Situ Huan clenched his teeth to hold on. His magic power was quickly wearing down. After a large number of battles and using the magical weapon, which consumed a large amount of magic power, his magic power was also near its limit.

Was it time for the Ninth Transformation?

At that thought, he hesitated for a moment.

Even though the Heavenly Devil Thirty-Six Transformations had many variations, they were ultimately ancient demonic techniques that were profound and abstruse. Each transformation was difficult to learn, and even he had only mastered the ninth transformation.

If he could learn them all, he could be on par with the Heavenly Devil from the Ancient Times. It was important to note that the Heavenly Devil was an existence standing alongside the Taoist Ancestor, Human Immortals, and Heavenly Lord during the same era..