Chapter 953: [705] Devour the Ultimate Treasure, Life Advances! (5K for monthly votes and subscriptions)_3 Chapter 953: [705] Devour the Ultimate Treasure, Life Advances! (5K for monthly votes and subscriptions)_3 The ground split inch by inch amidst the relentless quaking.
Such might, merely from the unleashed power, had easily claimed the lives of those low-end cultivation martial artists.
Pei Jinye’s expression suddenly changed.
The Sword Intent of this forest was actually collapsing, vanishing in an instant by half…
Was it because the exotic flower had been devoured?
This was not good news.
Pei Jinye’s complexion turned somewhat unpleasant.
The middle-aged man opposite him seemed to have noticed this as well.
A cold sneer appeared on his lips.
“So, your ‘strength’ relies entirely on the Sword Intent here… Although I do not know by what means you can command them, now… without the enhancement of the Sword Intent, what will you use to contend with me?”
A counter-question, exultant and scornful.
“Hum!”
Suddenly, a slender and distant sound of a sword hum rang out, reverberating over the forest.
The middle-aged swordsman’s sword instantly transformed into a blur of light and shadow, whipping up the wind, stirring the surrounding Sword Intent until even the trajectories of their dancing became chaotic.
“Clang, clang, clang–”
Pei Jinye’s Sword Intent was suppressed, and the middle-aged swordsman roared wildly as his Sword Light bore down, his five fingers whipping frenetically, consecutively striking Pei Jinye’s chest.
He thought he could have sent Pei Jinye flying.
But to the middle-aged swordsman’s total surprise, his fingers struck Pei Jinye’s body without leaving the slightest mark.
Instead, it gave Pei Jinye the opportunity to engage at close quarters.
Abruptly!
A terrifying power burst forth from Pei Jinye’s body, his tall figure erupting like a Demon God, his hands reaching out and easily grasping the Sword Light released by the middle-aged swordsman…
Without giving him a chance.
The Sword Light was crushed on the spot by the terrifying force.
The middle-aged swordsman had not expected this at all.
His face showed shock and anger.
His heart, too, was violently shaken, like ceaseless surging waves.
In the blink of an eye, his famously relied upon Sword Light had been directly crushed by sheer brute force by the man in front of him.
“How can this be!”
His face paled.
Pei Jinye uttered two words across from him.
“Rubbish.”
Before the middle-aged swordsman could say anything more, Pei Jinye’s eyes seemed to flash with lightning.
In the fraction of a snap of the fingers, his left hand’s five fingers stretched out, the vast palm disregarding distance, blooming like a lotus flower, and in an instant, clenched into a fist.
Between one sweep and one grip, with this fist as the center, massive currents of air were torn and exploded.
Following closely–
A punch was struck!
Boom!
The explosion, like that of a thunderbolt, resounded in the ears of the middle-aged swordsman.
Along the path of the punch, layer upon layer of ripples visible to the naked eye rapidly diffused outward.
This was Pei Jinye’s first time, after entering the Seventh Rank of the Body Technique System, to utilize all of his strength.
What was more terrifying–
The middle-aged swordsman had not even heard the sound when Pei Jinye’s punch had already appeared before him, displacing all the air and immediately causing him to struggle for breath.
Seeing Pei Jinye’s overpoweringly press down with pure physical might, one thought crossed his mind–
[You’re supposed to be a swordsman, right? How can your flesh be SO strong!!!]
“You–”
The middle-aged swordsman’s facial skin quivered.
Amid his shock, he was hit by a punch.
Instantly, his large body was tossed up like a down feather.
During the course of his flight, fresh blood violently sprayed from his mouth, the terrifying force grinding over his bones… a series of bowstring-snapping sounds exploded.
Until he violently smashed into a distant mountainside, breaking off chunks of rock that burst outwards.
He tumbled down from within.
Even as he crashed to the ground, his body trembled with more blood spurting out.
In the blink of an eye, Pei Jinye’s strength had shattered his physical body like rotten wood.
“Who are… you?” The middle-aged swordsman spat out blood continuously but did not forget to inquire about Pei Jinye’s true identity.
However–
Pei Jinye remained silent as he reached out and pressed his hand against the man’s face.
“Enter dream.”
Heaven God and Wuzi stood behind him.
The crowd that had barged in were all stunned.
Moments later.
As Pei Jinye rose and left, those gathered nearby finally approached.
Seeing the body on the ground, their faces turned pale with shock.
“It’s Lone Sword!”
“Wasn’t he a Quasi-Second Level Swordsman? To be beaten to death… just how powerful is that man from before!”
“Such powerful Sword Intent…”
“He’s skilled in swordsmanship and has such a formidable physical body… How can there be so many terrifying beings in this world?”
Almost within three breaths of Pei Jinye’s departure,
Werewolf Des and Pitan arrived one after the other.
Two factions faced off.
Those who had been reflecting on the scene earlier hurriedly left, not daring to cross paths with these two forces.
“It’s you guys again!”
Pitan squinted his eyes, his gaze sharp.
Halide rushed over, “Father.”
Pitan’s gaze shifted coldly from Des’ face to his, his eyes cold.
He grated his teeth.
“Waste!”
Halide quickly bowed his head, “It is my fault… but that man’s strength is really terrifying, even Lone Sword has fallen here.”
“Don’t make excuses for yourself! When you’re wrong, you’re wrong,” Pitan said coldly.
Halide’s heart tightened, and he did not dare to say anything more.
Across from him.
Werewolf Des walked to where the strange flower had grown, reaching out and touching the giant tree, closing his eyes as if to sense something.
But soon.
When he reopened his eyes, the intense killing intent that burst forth lacked any disguise.
Someone had beaten him to what he wanted!
He spoke in the werewolf language, word by word: “Kill them all!”
The next second.
All the werewolves began to slaughter all around them.
Pitan was immediately filled with shock and anger, “Des, you’re seeking death!”
The slaughter unfolded in an instant, leaving corpses strewn everywhere.
…
Meanwhile.
Pei Jinye was clearing fierce beasts in the mountains with Heaven God and Wuzi.
For every beast Wuzi killed, he devoured its Demon Core.
Heaven God secretly kept two for himself.
Whether Wuzi saw or not, he paid no mind.
Pei Jinye let them be.
Sitting aside, he consumed Spiritual Objects to recover continuously.
Utilizing the last of his Sword Intent, he whittled down part of Lone Sword’s strength and, finally, with the overwhelming might of an Extraordinary Seventh Rank, he left the Nearly Second Level Warrior dead in the mountain forest.
“My strength has clearly improved!”
Pei Jinye felt the power coursing through his body.
It was somewhere between Quasi-Second and Third Level; if he seized the opportunity, he could confront a Quasi-Second just like he had killed Lone Sword.
At least he wouldn’t flee in defeat again!
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Lone Sword’s techniques were assimilated into Pei Jinye’s own Body Technique System, serving as nourishment.
He had to admit, the fellow’s Sword Intent was indeed strong.
It also provided him a wealth of experience in swordsmanship.
…
With a “hum,” the moment of Integrative Understanding arrived, and Sword Intent broke through, gaining an added sharpness!