Monarch Of Time

Chapter 983 Shun Long vs Xuan Bo (3)

The gigantic black sword in Shun Longʼs hands was slowly getting chipped away after being relentlessly struck by Xuan Boʼs unending sword attacks. Seeing the way Xuan Bo was fighting right now, their fight could no longer be called a test of sword skill, but rather a reckless pursuit of mutual destruction.

Narrowing his eyes, Shun Long no longer hesitated as he dodged one of Xuan Boʼs downward strikes by stepping to the side, before thrusting the black sword in his hands into the young princeʼs chest.

A moment later, a fountain of blood spurt from Xuan Boʼs thorax as his heart was pierced by the gigantic black sword before his vivid eyes turned dim and lightless.

Then, under Shun Longʼs watchful gaze, the young prince staggered before eventually falling to his knees and collapsing on the ground in front of Shun Long.

And yet, not only was Shun Long not happy with the outcome of the fight, but the look on his face gradually darkened as he glanced at the black sword in his hands, before turning his gaze towards Xuan Boʼs ʼcorpseʼ.

In the next moment, Xuan Bo and Shun Longʼs black sword were suddenly lit aflame, as a mysterious, colorful fire enveloped them both before an astonishing scene began to unfold.

Shun Longʼs black sword began to crack under the oppressive, rainbow flames that covered it, and mere moments later, it started to crumble into countless small black pieces of lusterless metal.

The massive steel sword that had accompanied Shun Long for more than a dozen years finally crumbled under the overwhelming pressure of the flames, eventually turning into nothing but dust, with only its hilt left in Shun Longʼs palm.

As for Xuan Bo... the young prince of the Tianxuan dynasty appeared invigorated after being bathed in the colorful flames, his lifeless body slowly getting back to its feet.

The hideous laceration on his chest began to close at a speed visible to the naked eye and even the small wounds that were still lingering on his body vanished under the glow of the rainbow flames.

With his gaze fixed on Shun Long, Xuan Bo revealed his rows of pearly teeth, before he said with a satisfied smile

ʼʼWhat a shame. That attack may have killed a normal peak-stage Dao King and even a peak sixth-stage body refiner, but itʼs still nothing in my eyes. Even if I stay here and let you hack at me all day, you still wonʼt be able to kill me.ʼʼ

Xuan Bo didnʼt say anything else and merely glanced at the crumbling sword in Shun Longʼs hand, but his gaze said everything that had been left unsaid.

The fight was already half-won.

Even if the azure-robed youth in front of him was a monstrous prodigy who had reached the level of sword aura in the Dao King realm, he wouldnʼt be able to utilize even a tenth of that strength without a sword in his hands.

Although it was true that Xuan Bo had been surprised by the level of talent Shun Long had displayed so far, he was still an experienced peak-stage Dao Emperor at the end of the day.

He wasnʼt some sheltered prodigy who had been raised inside the walls of the Tianxuan dynasty but was someone who could easily identify his opponentʼs strengths and weaknesses!

From the moment Xuan Bo laid eyes on Shun Longʼs sword and realized that he had also comprehended sword aura, the young prince had already come up with a plan to deal with this situation.

Although he was confident that he could defeat Shun Long in a drawn-out fight if he relied on both his unique physique and the peak 3-star sword in his hands, there was no reason to do so when there was an easier way to win the fight; just get rid of his opponentʼs sword!

Looking at the flames around Xuan Bo and his black sword that had now crumbled to dust, Shun Long shook his head before he muttered slowly

ʼʼThe ʼDao of Samsaraʼ, huh...? Paired with the ʼTen Thousand Swords unique physiqueʼ itʼs no wonder Jiang Chen would struggle to win his fight against you.ʼʼ

ʼʼHmph!ʼʼ Xuan Bo snorted as he looked at Shun Long, not surprised that the azure-robed youth in front of him seemed to know the origin of his rainbow flames or about his ʼTen Thousand Swords unique physiqueʼ that he had yet to reveal.

After all, as one of the most famous Dao Emperors in the central continent, Xuan Bo knew that information about him was readily available to anyone with enough high-grade spirit stones to spare.

In the next moment, the young prince suddenly took a step forward without exchanging any more words, his sword slicing horizontally at Shun Longʼs waist. Now that his opponent didnʼt have a sword to defend himself, Xuan Bo knew that it was the best time to end the fight.

The resplendent rainbow flames enveloped his dark silver sword soon afterward, enhancing its destructive power even further, as the short sword cut through the air with terrifying momentum before arriving in front of Shun Long.

And yet, in the face of that terrifying sword slash, Shun Long didnʼt step back. Instead, an illusionary purple blade appeared in his right hand, before he opened his mouth and finally uttered two simple words

ʼʼMonarchʼs Domain.ʼʼ

As the invisible figure of an hourglass expanded from his body, Shun Longʼs speed increased by more than ten times, finally surpassing what was possible within the Dao King realm and encroaching on the territory of early-stage Dao Emperors, as he collided with the incoming sword silver sword.

At the same time, Xuan Boʼs terrifying speed slowed down tremendously, and although it hadnʼt come to a halt, the young prince of the Tianxuan dynasty could faintly tell that something was wrong.

In the next moment, an unstoppable wave of sword aura filled the ancient arena, as both Shun Long and Xuan Bo were pushed back once again, their results oddly similar and yet vastly different from their first clash.

This time, both of them had infused their supreme Daos in their attacks, but Xuan Bo had ended up taking more than a hundred steps backward while Shun Long didnʼt even take a dozen. Clearly, the young prince of the Tianxuan dynasty had lost this exchange!