Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 1937: Chapter 1936: Sword Dao of Slaughter

What is a sword?

A sword is a weapon, a tool of war, a piece of scrap metal.

Success, and it becomes a weapon, a tool of war.

Failure, and it becomes scrap metal!

What is Dao?

The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the Dao of Emotions, the Dao of Cultivation, the Dao of Slaughter...

Dao is a path, and yet not a path.

Dao is feelings, and yet not feelings.

Dao is substance, and yet not substance.

Dao is the soul, and yet not the soul!

A stroke of Sword Dao, a stroke of sorrow.

A stroke of Sword Dao, a stroke of desolation!

Speak of what Dao is, and it becomes what it is!

At this moment, Xin Leng creates his own Sword Dao of Slaughter, the First Move—

If he says it is sorrow, then it is sorrow!

If he demands sorrow, then it must be sorrow!

Emotions are swayed, unstoppable, the gap in Cultivation Base too vast, impossible to resist.

This is the true Sword Dao, the Sword Dao of Slaughter that Xin Leng created over five thousand years!

As he charges forth, his figure transforms into a dazzling Jin Yang, as if between Heaven and Earth, only he remains, only that blood-red Longsword remains!

No Sword Light appears, no great name in red letters, merely Xin Leng himself, rushing into the Seven-Colored Radiance, his figure unstoppable, swiftly passing through until bursting forth!

”Hiss!!!”

The sound of many people drawing in a cold breath spreads at this instant.

They have all heard of Xin Leng’s legend, but Xin Leng has always been low-key, focused solely on Sword Dao, unaffected by worldly temptations and provocations.

Hence, the reputation of Sword Dao Divine Child has gradually faded with time.

The ones with distinguished renown are always those who enjoy traversing Lower-Class Star Regions, making a big deal out of minor things, the so-called Heavenly Talents!

And today, they witnessed the power of the Sword Dao Divine Child!

Far stronger than the Dark Night Divine Son, by an unknown margin.

At least, Xin Leng did not pause, his eyes were not confused, nor did his expression struggle.

Walking calmly as if on flat ground, his heart occupied only by the sword, resisting any temptations and illusions!

Even when Su Han saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly.

Heavenly Talent!

These two words burst forth from Su Han’s heart.

This is the true Heavenly Talent; compared to all those other so-called Heavenly Talents around him, Xin Leng is the true Heavenly Talent!

Seven-Colored Radiance is a Forbidden Curse illusion; it’s Su Han’s condensation of an Illusion Realm with Magic Power to hinder the opponent.

Guang Qingye’s aptitude is there, his comprehension present too; after initial struggle and confusion, he charged out.

But here with Xin Leng, his expression remained unchanged, seemingly indifferent to everything, his gaze fixed on the sword in his hand, as if the Illusion Realm did not exist!

”If this child does not perish prematurely, in the future, apart from guarding a domain, he will surely become renowned throughout the Milky Way!”

Su Han took a deep breath, a fondness for talent unconsciously rising within him.

How long has it been...

How long since encountering such a genius...

Those with special physique, like Ling Xiao, are indeed geniuses, but entirely different from Xin Leng.

Ling Xiao and others are born with special physiques, gifted by the Heavenly Dao, unchangeable.

But Xin Leng relies on his own comprehension, his own aptitude, his own State of Mind!

In comparison, if asked who might achieve greater success, Su Han might not be able to say, but if asked whom Su Han might admire more, it’s undoubtedly people like Xin Leng!

”He burst out!”

While Su Han thought about these matters in his heart, an excited shout came from the crowd.

But seeing Xin Leng’s figure already completely emerging from the Seven-Colored Radiance, arriving before the Forbidden Curse Trapped Dragon without a pause, he shouted once more—

”The Second Form of the Sword Dao of Slaughter—Joy and Slaughter!”

As Xin Leng’s words fell, the previously desolate atmosphere at this instant made people become excited!

As if countless beautiful maidens danced before them, as if endless treasure was laid out before them...

Many Heavenly Talents, upon looking up, seemed unable to see those Four Great Forbidden Curses or Xin Leng; they could only see vast Spirit Crystal Veins, extremely precious Miraculous Elixirs and Pills, extraordinarily rare Rare Spiritual Herbs, and brightly colored supreme weapons!

This is an illusion, an illusion originating from the Sword Dao of Slaughter, an illusion bestowed upon them by Xin Leng!

However, Forbidden Curse Trapped Dragon, performed by Su Han, presents an illusion ineffective against him!

”Boom!!!”

The immense palm descended once more from the void, aiming straight to slap at Xin Leng.

Xin Leng’s expression, consistent until now, finally trembled slightly; lifting his head, the Longsword soared, clashing fiercely with the palm!

”Slash!”

At the first instant, that immense palm was directly pierced by the blood-red Longsword, tearing into two halves!

”What?!”

”Oh my... Is this real? Am I seeing things?”

”A palm that could shatter the First Divine Son’s body from across a Netherworld Artifact has been... torn apart by the Sword Dao Divine Child?”

”Turns out, among the Top Ten Divine Sons, the strongest is the Sword Dao Divine Child...”

”During the first stage, Sword Dao Divine Child didn’t rank, but unexpectedly, he’s so terrifying!”

The crowd was in uproar!

Even Mu Shenling, World Without Equal, Lin Qisha and others at this time drew a deep breath, hard to believe.

Their backgrounds are not shallow, daughters of Emperor Mu Hua, Direct Disciples of the Destruction Empress, the First Genius of Blood Spirit Sect...

Their mastery of methods and secret techniques are no weaker than Xin Leng!

Yet, at this moment, looking at Xin Leng’s somewhat frail figure, they felt... the gap is immense!

Equally Divine Sons, Young Masters, peers in renown, but Xin Leng’s Sword Dao of Slaughter has left them far behind!

”Boom!!!”

As everyone was staggered, the second palm descended once again from above.

”Brother Xin Leng.”

Su Han spoke: ”Forbidden Curse Trapped Dragon, one greater than another.”

This is a warning, but Xin Leng paid no heed; his Longsword in hand surged a zhang, not Sword Light, but a tangible Longsword!

Su Han witnessed countless blood pouring into the Longsword, causing it to surge.

And Xin Leng’s already frail figure, following the blood’s emergence, became even more emaciated.

Even from the blood, Su Han sensed a hint of Lifespan.

”Reckless!”

Contemplating all this, Su Han couldn’t help but criticize internally.

To study Sword Dao with Lifespan and life, even if reaching the Peak, what of it?

Without the support of Lifespan and life, no matter how strong the Sword Dao, it’s just nonsense!

”The Third Move of the Sword Dao of Slaughter—True and False!”

Submerged in concentration, Xin Leng spoke for the third time.

This time, the word ’Kill’ vanished, and with it, Xin Leng’s figure!

”Rustle!”

That huge palm swept by; the Longsword was gone, Xin Leng was gone, as if everything had dissipated between Heaven and Earth.

Yet, in that silence, a blood-red Longsword suddenly flashed forth, emerging from behind the palm, abruptly slashing down!