Chapter 54: Sorry, My Sword Intent Is Stronger

The astonishing force and intent of the blade pressed down in madness. Summer Nine Xuan found himself in a storm, the immense pressure cracking the ground into a spiderweb of fissures. He raised his head, black hair whipping wildly in the air. In a half-crouched stance, he suddenly exploded with strength, shooting forward like an arrow.

The Dragon Scale Spear let out a long-lost dragon’s roar.

Boom!

Waves of energy swept across the field, forcing even the three Transcendent Third Realm guards nearby to retreat two steps. The Dragon Scale Spear and the blade clashed, and both fighters were knocked back, their figures quivering from the impact. As Summer Nine Xuan retreated, he rolled his body and thrust his spear in reverse.

Clang!

Liang Yidao, just as frenzied, hacked wildly with his blade. Their weapons collided again, sending both reeling dozens of yards. But Liang Yidao grew only more crazed, his battle spirit surging, his blade intent reaching its peak.

“Slash!”

He shouted furiously, transforming into a blood-red blur as he attacked Summer Nine Xuan once more.

Zing!

The spear’s shadow raged, forming a circular wall of defense around Summer Nine Xuan.

Thunder boomed.

Sparks flew, electric patterns flickered. That strike managed to split open Summer Nine Xuan’s defensive wall.

Liang Yidao, mad and near death, wore a satisfied, icy smile on his lips. The spear intent had been broken—no one, not even the gods, could save him now. At last, he would kill this arrogant wretch.

“I underestimated you,” Summer Nine Xuan said, his expression indifferent and calm, not a hint of panic in his eyes.

The Profound Dragon Spear Intent was merely a peak innate-level technique; only through his own mastery could he resist such ferocious blade intent. That spear intent being breached was entirely within Summer Nine Xuan’s expectations.

“You—die for me!” Liang Yidao’s demeanor grew calm, as if he already saw Summer Nine Xuan split in two by his blade.

“Sorry, my sword intent is even stronger!” Summer Nine Xuan sneered coldly.

At that moment, a black sword shadow erupted from his body, surging toward Liang Yidao.

In an instant, Liang Yidao’s mind reeled in shock.

“Sword intent! You—how can you have sword intent?”

He cried out, as the blade shadow collided with the black sword shadow.

With a metallic ringing, Liang Yidao watched as cracks spread across his war blade, then shattered to pieces!

The black sword shadow pierced toward his chest.

Shhk!

The sword shadow passed through his body, leaving Liang Yidao suspended in midair. Blood gushed from his mouth, his eyes widened as if witnessing the most unbelievable sight in the world.

Liang Yidao, even in death, could not believe that this young man before him had not only mastered domineering spear intent, but also terrifying sword intent!

Despair gripped his heart. He did not fear death, but he feared defeat.

And this time, he had lost utterly; he could not even be compared to his opponent. The difference in their potential was as vast as heaven and earth!

Thunder rolled.

His body crashed heavily to the ground, barely clinging to life.

“Young master!”

Three guards of the Transcendent Realm rushed over, knowing that if their young master died, their own lives would likely end as well.

“Brat, die for me!” One tried to charge at Summer Nine Xuan, but was blocked, “Save the young master first!”

“Yes, yes, young master, you must not die!” The three immediately channeled their vital energy, sending it into Liang Yidao to prolong his life.

Across from them, Summer Nine Xuan’s eyes flashed with murderous intent. He suddenly spoke, “Gentlemen, I have no intention to kill. I have a Life-preserving Pill here, quickly let him take it.”

He walked several yards forward, coming closer to Liang Yidao.

“You’d better not try anything,” the guards almost believed him; after all, if the young master died, Summer Nine Xuan could never withstand the wrath of the Blade King.

“I wouldn’t dare—let me save him!”

Seeing their killing intent subside, Summer Nine Xuan strode forward, now just three feet from the prone Liang Yidao.

Their eyes met, and Liang Yidao’s pupils contracted sharply, as if he saw the Grim Reaper.

Suddenly, a black sword shadow struck, piercing Liang Yidao’s throat.

“You—!”

“Brazen cur, you’re asking for death!”

The three guards were so furious their hearts nearly burst. This brat was so cunning, so mad!

Even now, he dared to come up and kill!

Damn him, he truly deserved death!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

The three figures exploded with reckless force, charging at the retreating Summer Nine Xuan.

Without using advanced footwork, Summer Nine Xuan’s speed was not as fast as the three Transcendent guards. The distance between them was already short; within a few breaths, the guards caught up to him.

In the distance, Han Yu hid behind a stone, trembling as he watched everything unfold.

The scene was utterly breathtaking.

He finally understood: this Head of Summer was not irrationally arrogant—he had the power to back it up.

Especially at the end: facing three Transcendent experts, he still dared to kill. That moment deeply shook Han Yu’s soul.

He suddenly realized: this was what it meant to be a man!

He himself had been too cowardly in the past.

But now, as he watched the three Transcendent experts hunt down Summer Nine Xuan, his heart was in his throat.

To him, Head of Summer was in a death trap, and he felt a bitter sorrow.

“Ah, if only Head of Summer survives, I wish I could follow him for life.”

For nothing else but Summer Nine Xuan’s unstoppable, domineering aura, Han Yu was deeply awed.

On the other side, Summer Nine Xuan was caught by the three guards.

“Dragon Hunter Palm!”

“Heavenly Star Seven-stage Fist!”

Two fists and palms thundered forth, while the third slashed wildly with his blade.

Just as Summer Nine Xuan seemed doomed, his speed suddenly surged, while the three guards’ movements froze for a breath.

“Formation!”

“This brat—how does he know trapping formations?”

All three sensed themselves bound by an invisible force.

“Quick, break the formation!”

The formation Summer Nine Xuan used was not strong; the guards could easily shatter it.

Boom, boom, boom...

Explosions rang out, profound patterns shattered, the formation broke.

“Where is he!”

But the next moment, Summer Nine Xuan had vanished from before their eyes.

“Impossible! How does he have such speed? Could he be using invisibility arts?”

It was unbelievable—a Palace Entry cultivator moving so fast, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

The only explanation was that he had used some kind of invisibility technique!

Slash!

They were certain Summer Nine Xuan was ahead, so all their attacks blasted forward, trying to kill him blindly.

“Ah!”

A scream.

One guard felt stabbing pain in his back; he turned in terror, seeing Summer Nine Xuan’s bloodied sword drawing back and slashing at the other two.

Shhk, shhk...

The backs of the other two split open from sword intent and sword shadow, their internal organs exposed.

As they turned in horror, trying desperately to retaliate, Summer Nine Xuan was already retreating.

“You wretch!”

The three guards, terrified and furious, unleashed unprecedented power, using external profound energy to blast at Summer Nine Xuan.

Three waves of mad force swept toward him; Summer Nine Xuan’s face darkened.

“Damn, a miscalculation.”

His plan had gone slightly awry.

He hadn’t expected their desperate burst of strength to outpace his escape.

Moreover, because he had used advanced martial skills, several channels in his legs had ruptured, slowing him down.

Now, Summer Nine Xuan could not avoid the three deadly attacks.