Chapter 928 - Seven Beast Sword

The sword struck like a pecking rooster and shifted into a diving goose. What seemed like a simple move suddenly evolved into several bird forms to catch the opponent by surprise.

When the Golden Flame Strike descended, it only faced a brief resistance from the Seven Beast Sword before it continued to tear through everything in its path, shattering the rooster and goose.

The Heretic Blade had reached an unbelievable level. The Heavenly Star Sword was powerful as a pinnacle dao artifact. However, the Heretic Blade was also a pinnacle dao artifact that had achieved unity with heaven and earth.

The two were still different and weren't on the same level. This was no longer a clash between Liu Wuxie and Liu Sheng but between dao artifacts.

"Crane Style!" Liu Sheng's sword technique changed again. His attack resembled a celestial crane swooping down from the sky this time.

The strength of a crane wasn't in its beak but in its talons, which were razor-sharp and capable of ripping through flesh.

The crane flapped its wings and slashed through the Golden Flame Strike, which caused Liu Wuxie's expression to shift slightly.

However, the tear swiftly closed up as his true essence surged forward.

"Ape Style!" The Seven Beast Sword morphed into a giant ape, brandishing its arms at the Golden Flame Strike.

The spectators could barely keep up with the fight. Each transformation was stunning, like an art performance.

Liu Wuxie took a steady approach to cope with the changes, while Liu Sheng focused on the variations. No one could guess what Liu Sheng would do next.

The ape's arms bulged with explosive power, seemingly capable of tearing mountains apart as it faced the Golden Flame Strike head-on.

"What's going on? Liu Sheng's power seems to have skyrocketed overnight!" Those who had close ties with Liu Sheng began to wonder about the sudden surge in his strength.

They knew Liu Sheng's strength well, and there was no way he could produce such a formidable true essence.

As they whispered among themselves, the Golden Flame Strike descended.

"I don't think Liu Sheng's Seven Beast Sword can last long," someone whispered.

Although Liu Sheng's strength had increased overnight, they didn't think he could overwhelm Liu Wuxie.

"That's impossible. Liu Wuxie's blade technique might be strong, but he's only at the fifth-level True Profound Realm." Some weren't optimistic about Liu Wuxie.

After all, killing Qi Yang didn't mean Liu Wuxie could kill Liu Sheng. As everyone spoke, the Golden Flame Strike clashed with the giant ape.

With a loud collision, the giant ape exploded and dissolved into countless law fragments.

The Seven Beast Sword was a dao technique, but everyone was stunned when they saw how it was easily crushed.

The moment the giant ape exploded, Liu Sheng's expression turned grim. Caught in the shockwave, his face went deathly pale as his dantian churned violently, trembling under the impact.

"Snake Style!"

"Tiger Style!"

Liu Sheng didn't stop and unleashed two more forms of the Seven Beast Sword. His sword aura slithered past the Golden Flame Strike like a snake before unleashing a tiger's roar.

If Liu Wuxie couldn't break through this attack, he could only face it head-on. If he did, it might lead to serious injuries.

"What pitiful tricks!" Liu Wuxie said coldly, his expression unreadable, as if watching a clown's futile act.

With a downward swing, the Heretic Blade's speed doubled. As for the snake-shaped aura, Liu Wuxie didn't even bother with it.

"Get lost!" Liu Wuxie waved his hand and unleashed a barrage of ice arrows, nailing the snake on the spot.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and the snake-shaped aura vanished when everyone came to their senses.

"What a powerful dao technique!" many people gasped with their eyes wide open in disbelief.

Under similar circumstances, Liu Wuxie's dao technique was unrivaled. Of the Seven Beast Sword, Liu Sheng had already performed the Chicken, Crane, Ape, Snake, and Tiger Styles. This meant there were two styles left.

The tiger's roar was loud and nearly ruptured everyone's eardrums, causing the spectators to clutch their heads and grimace in pain.

"Thunderclap!" Liu Wuxie roared.

The Heretic Blade unleashed a loud rumble that manifested into countless thunderbolts, instantly supressing the tiger's roar and crushing Liu Sheng's attack.

The laws surrounding Liu Sheng began to shatter and explode, putting him under immense pressure as the Golden Flame Strike threatened his life.

"Dragon Style!"

"Roc Style!"

Liu Sheng unleashed the last two most powerful forms in the Seven Beast Sword.

His sword aura manifested into a dragon that coiled around the Golden Flame Strike, stopping it from descending while the roc dove toward Liu Wuxie.

"It's just shallow mimicry, and you didn't even capture the beast's essence. Let me show you the true power of a divine beast," Liu Wuxie said with a devilish smile.

"Fiery, the roc's intent is perfect for you," Liu Wuxie said calmly as he drew out his beast pouch.

In an instant, a crimson Qilin emerged, its majestic form blazing with divine fire. It opened its maw wide, and with a single bite, devoured the roc aura whole.

Fiery's appearance caught everyone by surprise. Divine beasts were only in myths; even older generations had never seen one before. So, how could they not be shocked at the sight of an actual divine beast?

Moreover, Fiery was a mutated variant that was even stronger than typical Qilins.

"A Qilin? Liu Wuxie has a Qilin?!" Everyone in the surroundings watched with envy. Anyone possessing a divine beast could draw on its power to cultivate.

After all, divine beasts weren't bound by the laws of heaven and earth. This meant that if they continued to grow, they would eventually ascend to the Immortal Realm.

If someone could form a soul contract with a divine beast, the master would also bask in glory when the divine beast ascended. As a result, everyone looked at Fiery with greed, wishing they could seize it for themselves.

"This is interesting...there's no soul contract between them," said a disciple at the pinnacle of the Spirit Profound Realm, stepping forward with narrowed eyes. With a single glance, he could tell that Liu Wuxie and Fiery weren't bound by a soul contract.

This meant Fiery didn't have a master, and it would belong to whoever could subdue it.

With a roar, the roc vanished as Fiery returned to the beast pouch.

A divine beast was part of the cultivator's strength, and Liu Wuxie didn't violate the rules to draw upon its help.

Only the Dragon Style remained, still coiled around the Golden Flame Strike. The two forces ended up in a stalemate, and Liu Sheng managed to restrain Liu Wuxie's attack.

"You call that the Dragon Style?" Liu Wuxie mocked. He continued, "Let me show you the true power of a divine dragon."

The next moment, the artifact spirit in the Heretic Blade emerged and transformed into a divine dragon in the sky, manifesting the divine dragon's intent. This instantly caused the Dragon Style to freeze as it was being suppressed.

"A divine dragon! Liu Wuxie possesses the bloodline of a divine dragon!" someone exclaimed, their voice trembling with disbelief.

The crowd was left speechless. One shock after another, Liu Wuxie had shattered every expectation.

Over at the White Dragon Peak's gathering area, more than a hundred disciples stood frozen, dumbfounded. They had come with the hope of watching Liu Wuxie fall in disgrace. Instead, they were forced to witness a display of power that defied everything they thought they knew.

Who could have imagined it? Not only had Liu Wuxie survived, but he had revealed strength far beyond anyone's comprehension.

Various phenomena began to appear in the sky, and the dragon conjured by Liu Sheng now looked hollow and illusory.

A divine dragon's aura erupted from Liu Wuxie and unleashed an overwhelming pressure, instantly suppressing Liu Sheng's aura. The fake divine dragon couldn't withstand the pressure and began to shatter, dissolving into dragon laws that Liu Wuxie devoured.

With the Seven Beast Sword defeated Liu Sheng's face turned ashen. He could only watch as the Golden Flame Strike descended upon him.

The surroundings fell into a deathly silence as everyone stared with wide eyes, eager to see how Liu Sheng would resolve this crisis.

"Break!" Liu Sheng roared, and the Heavenly Star Sword descended, unleashing a grim radiance.

The Heavenly Star Sword carried a law that had been nurtured by the former city lord of Heavenly Star City for centuries. Each use slowly consumed that power. Once gone, it would never recover. But Liu Sheng had no other choice.

With a deafening rumble, the sword released a grim light that clashed violently with the Golden Flame Strike, halting its descent. The surrounding space fractured, and the ground erupted violently, turning the entire Astral Moon Valley into a wasteland. Miles around were scorched into desolation, reduced to rubble and scorched earth.

Liu Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood, wounded by the lingering force of Liu Wuxie's blade aura. Liu Wuxie, too, took a step back, his face slightly flushed from the clash.

Liu Sheng alone wasn't enough to pose a real threat to Liu Wuxie. It was only the grim energy within the Heavenly Star Sword that had forced him to take a step back.

"What terrifying combat strength. Liu Wuxie is something else," praised the other peaks' disciples, especially those who had joined the academy last year. Some struggled at the Nascent Transformation Realm, and Liu Wuxie had long surpassed them.

A powerful shockwave rippled outward, causing everyone's clothes to flutter.

"You can't kill me even with borrowed strength. But if you're willing to tell me who helped you, I will consider sparing your life," Liu Wuxie said.

Killing Liu Sheng was a trivial matter for Liu Wuxie, and the gap between their strength would only grow wider with time. Even if he didn't end him today, he could do so in the future when the opportunity presented itself.

What mattered more to Liu Wuxie was to uncover the mastermind. He wanted to know who wanted him dead and who had issued the Soaring Bloom Order.

After all, once the Soaring Bloom Order was issued, he would be targeted until he died. Otherwise, the bounty would only rise each month.

The Black Plume Pavilion would cover the increased amount, which had never failed in its missions. The moment they set their target on someone, even someone at the Earth Profound Realm would die, not to mention Liu Wuxie was only at the True Profound Realm.

Then again, no one at the Earth Profound Realm would stoop so low as to act against someone at the True Profound Realm for one hundred million spirit stones. If such a deed were exposed, it would be considered a disgrace across the entire True Martial Continent.

As for cultivators at the Spirit Profound Realm, Liu Wuxie naturally wouldn't fear them.

"You won't get to find out," Liu Sheng said. He took a deep breath and retrieved a porcelain bottle from his interspatial ring before tipping out a pill.

"A Primordial Spirit Pill!" exclamations erupted from the crowd.

The Primordial Spirit Pill was forged from the primordial spirit of a cultivator at the pinnacle of the Spirit Profound Realm. It was a method both brutal and inhumane.

Liu Wuxie frowned, making him even more curious about the mastermind who would stoop so low just to kill him.

The surrounding disciples also felt fear at the sight of the Primordial Spirit Pill.