Ch. 256 - One Hundred Eight Thousand Swords

The sky was filled with sharp golden divine swords, each one exhaling and swallowing sword light as they shot into the heavens. It was a terrifying sea of swords, stretching to the horizon, brimming with a killing intent that shook the world.

One hundred and eight thousand swords!

In the distant sky, many people were horrified. Faced with such a sword forest, anyone trapped inside would tremble in fear.

“This bird-man is too terrifying. How did he forge so many giant swords?” Tu Fei felt things were going badly.

Qing Yi’s expression also changed. “It seems the Leviathan Prince can no longer maintain his composure. In physical combat, he has fallen to a disadvantage and has now unleashed his life-bound Leviathan Feather Swords.”

“These aren’t the ordinary golden feathers he can casually shoot. They were refined from divine Leviathan feathers, one of the most powerful killing techniques of the Leviathan God Race!”

“The Leviathan Feather Sword carries the imprint of his race’s inheritance. As the descendant of the Ancient Leviathan Monarch, its destructive power is hard to estimate!”

Many demon cultivators whispered, believing Ye Fan was in grave danger.

“What’s the big deal? Roast the little bird, burn all his feathers, and let’s see how arrogant he acts then!” the big black dog muttered.

“This crazy bird-man is too unsettling, I think he’s even more dangerous than the Radiant Light Saint!” Tu Fei murmured to himself.

“Fortunately his cultivation is suppressed to the Second Stage of the Dao Palace realm; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable,” Yan Ruyu said calmly. “Once the Leviathan Feather Sword is fully formed, one hundred and eight thousand divine Leviathan feathers can be unleashed at once, shaking heaven and earth.”

“To bring out one’s own Leviathan Feather Sword at this age… truly astonishing.”

In the sky, the Leviathan Prince stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes were sharp like unsheathed heavenly swords, their gaze alone enough to make one’s heart palpitate.

“Thousand Feathers, Thousand Swords, slash!”

With a loud shout, over a thousand golden greatswords in the high heavens slashed toward the same target.

A thousand sword beams struck, splitting heaven and earth, engulfing Ye Fan below. It was an assault that made onlookers tremble, thousands of swords cutting through the sky.

Chi! Chi! Chi!

Brilliant beams, each as thick as a water barrel, impossibly sharp, surged forward like dragons, capable of piercing the firmament.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

Ye Fan raised his hands and feet, executing the War Paragon Art, smashing each incoming sword beam to pieces. Above his head floated the Departing Fire God Furnace, as he charged toward the Leviathan Prince.

It was a breathtaking scene, thousands of feathers and swords slashing across the heavens with terrifying might.

From far away, the spectators felt their spines go cold. Even at such a distance, the chilling killing intent made them feel as if they had fallen into an icy abyss.

If this was the effect from outside the battlefield, one could hardly imagine the killing pressure Ye Fan endured within the sword forest.

The one hundred and eight thousand swords hung in the air, each radiating a terrifying killing intent, which together formed a suffocating aura of annihilation.

Dang! Dang!

Ye Fan fought with wide, forceful movements, like a war god bathed in divine light, shaking the heavens with each strike. Though thousands of swords slashed at him, none could block his advance.

The countless sword beams were smashed apart, such was the unmatched might of the Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique, harder than divine weapons, shattering all before it.

The Leviathan Prince stood unmoving within the sword forest, his eyes brimming with endless killing intent. He shouted, “Three Thousand Swords, Shatter the Void!”

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Three thousand golden divine swords rang out at once, their beams interweaving into a terrifying net of heaven and earth, dense and cold.

Even Ye Fan’s Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique felt a slicing pain under this assault.

The three thousand greatswords tore through the skies, their sword aura soaring, knocking him backward.

Chi chi chi!

Sword light like rainbows pierced heaven and earth, endless and blinding.

Boom!

Ye Fan shattered over a thousand sword beams, then activated the Departing Fire God Furnace.

The furnace rapidly expanded above his head. Its colorful lid clanged as it flew into the sky, and from the dark opening poured a mass of black flames.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Over a thousand greatswords slashed down, but were instantly covered by the black flames. The searing heat was terrifying, one thousand three hundred golden greatswords were melted on the spot.

Golden light flickered in the sky but dimmed within the black fire. The Leviathan Feather Swords turned to ash.

The Leviathan Prince’s golden hair stood on end, wildly flying. His eyes gleamed coldly, losing over a thousand swords pained him deeply, and he let out a long roar.

“What kind of fire is that, to be so terrifying?”

“The Leviathan Feather Swords are unmatched in sharpness, yet he burned over a thousand in one blaze, astonishing!”

“Is it the same fire that burned the Ji Clan’s Supreme Elder to death? No, not that multicolored flame.”

The spectators’ faces all changed. The heat was so fierce that even at this distance, their hearts trembled. If it touched them, the consequences would be dire.

The Departing Fire God Furnace shone brilliantly, radiating five-colored glaze light above Ye Fan’s head. The black flames roared, distorting the void itself.

Wreathed in such fire, his body shone, battle intent soaring, as he strode through the air toward the Leviathan Prince.

The Leviathan Prince’s expression was cold. “Leviathan Feathers, Regenerate!”

His body blazed gold, shooting divine light. The golden greatswords were replenished, returning once more to one hundred and eight thousand.

The killing intent gathered into a sword forest that could drive one to despair. Each sword rang, their song shaking the heavens.

“He’s comprehended the Leviathan God Race’s killing art to such a degree, reaching the realm of Regenerating Leviathan Feathers, where sword intent is undying!”

“One hundred and eight thousand swords, if the sword intent does not perish, the divine swords will not perish. Unless all are destroyed at once, they cannot be broken!”

Far away, no one remained calm. Such immortal swords would trouble any opponent, wearing them down until they were slain.

“Ten Thousand Swords, Move as One!”

The Leviathan Prince shouted. Over ten thousand greatswords trembled, sword aura dazzling, piercing the void, weaving a terrifying net of blades.

Ye Fan expanded the Departing Fire God Furnace to a hundred-meter tall, like a mountain in the air.

Now was no time for holding back, the endless black flames surged in all directions.

This was black fire taken from the outer layer of Sunfall Ridge in the Primordial Mine. Though from the surface, it still possessed a terrifying temperature.

Boom!

Black divine flames filled the skies, devouring over ten thousand greatswords, slowly burning them away.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Leviathan Prince shone with light, replenishing the swords into the sword forest again.

“This freak!” Tu Fei was shocked.

“At this rate, the black flames will eventually run dry, but his Leviathan Feather Swords are immortal. Ye Fan’s fate will be grim,” Qing Yi said gravely.

“Not necessarily. Constant regeneration of the Leviathan Feathers also has a cost. Over time, he may not be able to bear it,” Yan Ruyu said.

One hundred and eight thousand swords moved together, tearing through the sky, engulfing Ye Fan. Using the Departing Fire God Furnace to clear a path, he charged toward the Leviathan Prince.

Boom!

Black flames raged in all directions, striking the swords.

The one hundred and eight thousand swords all trembled. Their killing intent surged together, forming a colossal divine sword towering into the clouds, this was the concentrated killing intent of all the swords!

Chi!

The thousand-meter sword cleaved down. Even Ye Fan felt a chill, one hundred and eight thousand swords as one, boundless killing intent!

Bang!

He was blasted away. Such a killing technique struck even his Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique with terrible force.

“Monstrous! Is this really a battle of the Dao Palace Second Stage?!”

“The Leviathan God Race’s killing art is terrifying. If not for the Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique, anyone else would have been obliterated!”

…

The distant spectators were restless.

Boom!

Ye Fan urged the Departing Fire God Furnace to burn in all directions, sweeping toward the swords.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Some golden swords shot like rainbows, appearing behind the Leviathan Prince, avoiding the flames.

Though he had reached the realm of Regenerating Leviathan Feathers, even he could not withstand such terrible flames without damage.

The two faced off.

The Leviathan Prince hadn’t expected his innate killing art to be restrained. The black flames in Ye Fan’s furnace were a grave threat to his swords.

“The Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique truly can dominate peers, he even vaguely suppresses the Leviathan Prince,” Tu Fei said with delight.

Qing Yi shook his head. “It’s too soon to say. The Leviathan Prince has the potential to become an Emperor. In all aspects, he’s not much weaker than the Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique. This is just a matter of weapon restraint.”

“There’s still a difference. His body was tempered in the Four Pillars Realm,” Tu Fei replied.

“Is the Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique really so fearsome? One who gives my Demon Race hope to reach the Emperor realm is losing ground at the same level!” several demon cultivators whispered.

Boom!

Suddenly, an extremely savage aura appeared between heaven and earth, making both body and soul tremble uncontrollably.

It was as if an ancient fierce beast had broken its seal and entered the world, endless killing intent surging in the skies.

“This is…” Everyone was shocked.

In the Leviathan Prince’s hands appeared a pitch-black weapon, shining with cold black light, exuding a chilling aura, it was the source of that savage presence.

“The Grand Desolate Halberd!”

Many faces changed. Some lesser demons turned pale and nearly knelt.

This weapon, forged from black metal, seemed alive, its killing aura overwhelming, its presence terrifying.

“It’s truly the Grand Desolate Halberd, the murderous weapon wielded by the Ancient Leviathan Monarch!”

“Yes, it’s the Grand Desolate Halberd. Its slaughter was endless, rivers of blood, mountains of corpses. Countless lives were taken by it!”

The black weapon’s murderous aura soared, gleaming with cold metallic light, like a savage ancient beast exhaling lethal intent.

“This isn’t fair, Leviathan Prince! You’re wielding the weapon of a Supreme Giant, how can this fight be balanced?!” Tu Fei shouted.

“Rest assured, it’s sealed and does not have the full ‘Grand Desolate’ power,” the Leviathan Prince replied coldly.

The Grand Desolate Halberd was a weapon forged by a demon powerhouse over a lifetime. Though it could not compare to a Paragon Artifact, it was still terrifying.

“It is sealed. The Ancient Leviathan Monarch wouldn’t let him rely too early on such a weapon,” Yan Ruyu nodded.

No one knew exactly how fearsome the halberd was. Rumor had it that it was as heavy as a mountain, difficult for even Four Pillars realm cultivators to wield.

Perhaps only the Leviathan Prince, and Ye Fan with his Primeval Desolate Sacred Physique, could use it at a lower realm.

The Leviathan Prince stood, golden from head to toe, holding the pitch-black halberd. The contrast was stark. Together, their killing intents surged like a vast ocean.

Behind him, the one hundred and eight thousand swords all stood skyward, their sword qi piercing the clouds, making him look incomparably fearsome, his powerful body exuding a wild killing nature.

Boom!

Ye Fan summoned his own cauldron. The two-inch-tall vessel expanded to over a meter, replacing the Departing Fire God Furnace above his head.

This cauldron was simple and natural, without killing aura, giving a sense of the Dao’s natural law, as if explaining the “Way” and “Principle” of heaven and earth.

Within it, strands of motherly energy flowed down, protecting him completely, making him seem as if he had merged with the Grand Dao itself.

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