Legend of Swordsman

The strongest opponent remained Kuilang.

With 600,000 divine powers, Jian Wushuang felt a certain pressure.

Though he possessed numerous trump cards, he knew now wasn’t the time to reveal them all.

He hadn’t even witnessed the Wanliu yet, let alone the Infinite Great World. Revealing his hand prematurely would be a costly mistake.

He opted to stall when possible and evade when necessary.

As an Emperor, he saw no need to play the hero in such a situation.

If he wanted recognition, he would earn it within Wanliu.

The entire Ancient Wood Continent would remember him then.

“You think killing a few weaklings makes you my equal?” Kuilang’s aura surged as he boldly intercepted Jian Wushuang’s strike, his grip on the blade fierce. “I’ll show you the strongest secret technique of the Celestial Wolf Clan!”

“You can still power up?” Jian Wushuang’s expression shifted slightly as he quickly drew the Wanjie Sword, retreating rapidly.

Beside him, Tanlang was also taken aback. Although they hailed from the same realm, they were only familiar with their own secret techniques.

True trump cards were not to be shared, even among kin or partners.

Kuilang clenched his fists, his aura erupting once more, his eyes almost bursting.

“Sky Rupture!”

Hum!

The surrounding space began to collapse.

The sheer force of his presence alone could tear space apart.

Indeed, it was a sky rupture.

While Kuilang’s divine power remained constant, the technique he employed had changed.

Jian Wushuang felt a hint of panic.

A Universe Master of the Fourth Tribulation was evidently not as straightforward to deal with as he had assumed.

With such strength, he already possessed the power of a Fifth Tribulation.

Yet, that was merely a threshold.

Just like the Emperor’s limit.

They said he had 100,000 divine power, but there were still many geniuses who could reach 150,000, even 200,000.

The Universe Master was no exception.

Kuilang’s eruption was enough to rival the Universe Master of the Fifth Tribulation.

If Jian Wushuang shone too brightly, it could also cause quite a stir.

“Kid, it’s over!” Kuilang stretched out his hand, two fingers pointing upwards. A force that swept through heaven and earth instantly flattened the nearby mountains into plains.

Jian Wushuang struggled to resist with the Beast God Wings.

He knew his opponent hadn’t truly made a move yet.

The previous attack was just an appetizer.

This time, he had truly overestimated himself.

But because of the opponent’s eruption, he now felt a surge of fighting spirit boiling within him.

“Come on, let me see your true secret technique of the Celestial Wolf Clan!” Jian Wushuang flicked his robe, holding the Wanjie Sword upside down, determination gleaming in his eyes.

If it’s a battle, then let it be a battle.

Kuilang grinned, and a black force began to rise on his hands, or rather, his claws.

“Illusory Sky Transformation!” Kuilang spread his arms, his entire body submerged in the black force.

Merging with the black mist, he charged directly at Jian Wushuang.

His speed was even faster than before.

The space he passed through began to collapse directly.

He could already destroy the space of the Infinite Great World.

If it were a Fifth Tribulation powerhouse, they might have been able to damage the foundation of the Infinite Great World.

Jian Wushuang’s wings trembled behind him as he distanced himself from Kuilang, continuously unleashing the Wanjie Sword’s shadows to pull against the opponent.

However, the sharp sword shadows couldn’t shake the power on the opponent’s body.

In other words, his current primal strength was not enough to break through the defense.

“Starry Sky Chronicles!” Seeing this situation, he didn’t delay any longer and directly displayed the Starry Sky Chronicles.

A huge scroll covered the sky.

The Wanjie Sword also buzzed.

A powerful force of the Starry Sky amplified onto Jian Wushuang’s body.

“The First Sword Move!”

Jian Wushuang raised his hand, and the sword shadows of the Wanjie Sword turned into the firmament, a green sword shadow slashed out from the myriad swords.

Sword of Life!

The sword move he had once been proud of.

He didn’t believe that the opponent could still withstand this sword.

Kuilang, facing this sudden true sword move, did not dodge, treating it as an ordinary sword shadow, and raised his hand to block.

But when he touched this sword, the vitality in his body crazily reversed, and then he felt reverence for Life.

He began to tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing that this sword move had an effect, Jian Wushuang continued to slash out hundreds of sword strikes in succession.

Hundreds of Swords of Life thoroughly drained the Life power within Jian Wushuang’s body.

In the past, using one sword move would leave him exhausted. Now, using a hundred sword moves in a row had reached his limit.

For him now, Life power was more than sufficient, but the power of Death was too little.

If he were to unleash the second sword move of the Starry Sky Chronicles, ‘Death’, he could only unleash it ten times at most.

Moreover, to restore the power of Death, he would need to reverse Life, which was extremely troublesome.

But restoring Life was much simpler.

The power of All Things could be condensed at any time.

In just a breath’s time, he had recovered a bit.

The hundred Swords of Life, when used against Kuilang, even if they couldn’t kill him, could severely wound him.

Seeing Kuilang struggling, Jian Wushuang thought it might be over for him.

But Kuilang’s divine power hadn’t diminished; instead, his vitality was ebbing away.

“Get out of my way!” Kuilang roared in frustration under the harassment of the Swords of Life. Faced with the subsequent onslaught, he erupted once more.

This time, his divine power began to surge.

A terrifying aura burst forth in an instant.

Kuilang’s divine power skyrocketed to 680,000 in a blink of an eye.

This sight startled not only Jian Wushuang but also made even Tanlang retreat involuntarily.

Because he knew that if Kuilang used his secret technique now, he would lose his sanity.

The transformation of the Celestial Wolf Clan had two forms.

One was Kuilang’s current form, which could enhance his divine power. However, the drawback was that his temperament would become increasingly violent, and he couldn’t maintain it for long.

The second form also enhanced divine power, but the amplification was even stronger.

However, the drawbacks were more terrifying.

He would lose consciousness and enter a completely berserk state.

He would continue in this state until his divine power was exhausted, then fall into a deep sleep.

Tanlang understood that Kuilang, in his current state due to his first transformation, coupled with his inherently violent nature, had completely abandoned restraint, solely aiming for Jian Wushuang’s death.

For a moment, he was somewhat puzzled. After all, Jian Wushuang had initially killed his underlings, so why was Kuilang so furious?

But then he remembered something and let it go.

Kuilang’s mother was once the Holy Maiden of the Celestial Wolf Clan but had run away because of a powerful individual from the Yue Kingdom, reportedly even a patriarch of one of its clans.

So Kuilang’s extreme anger towards the strong of the Yue Kingdom was understandable.

Within the clan, Kuilang had been shunned because of this incident.

Fortunately, Kuilang had grown stronger over time, and fewer people knew about this matter.

Those who did know dared not bring it up again.

Because anyone who mentioned it would pay a hefty price.

Clutching his head with both claws, Kuilang, in his complete transformation, would endure brief torment.

It was meant to erode his consciousness.

Now, only a trace of consciousness remained in Kuilang. He shook his head frantically, and the remaining consciousness made him look towards Tanlang.

“Tan… Tanlang, don’t… forget… the promise!” Kuilang’s intermittent voice fell, and he completely entered a state of frenzy.