Break the Waves

"You've only just mastered the sword?"

If Feng Lin hadn't known that Yi Yun had previously defeated the powerful Jun Yue, and then somehow managed to defeat Qian Shui, making his record truly remarkable, she would have suspected that Yi Yun had lost his mind. He had never used a sword before, yet he dared to use a sword technique he had just mastered to deliver a full-force attack on her.

"In Tai'a Divine City, there is a sacred place for comprehending the art of swordsmanship. I was fortunate enough to enter this sacred place and gained some insights," Yi Yun explained vaguely. Feng Lin was taken aback. Tai'a Divine City, a sacred place for comprehending the art of swordsmanship?

"What holy land of swords and sabers? It's just Blade Tomb and Sword Tomb!" Just then, a voice transmission from one of the Seventy-Two Towers of Cloud Dragon rang in Feng Lin's ears.

The old man knew that there were two secret places in Tai'a Divine City, namely the so-called Blade Tomb and Sword Tomb.

The Blade Tomb and Sword Tomb are regarded as treasures by Tai'a Divine City. Those guys from Tai'a Tai'a Divine City guard this place very tightly, and they believe that it is the relic left by Great Emperor- level powerhouse. They say that the history of the Blade Tomb Sword Tomb is unverifiable and that it is a holy land for all swordsmen and knivesmen in the world.

However, in the eyes of the elders of the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom, this was all deliberate mythologizing and boasting. Although he had never seen the Sword Tomb and the Blade Tomb, he knew that over the years, countless sages from the Tai'a Divine City had entered the Blade Tomb and the Sword Tomb to comprehend the Dao of the Sword and Saber. And yet, weren't those sages who comprehended the Blade Tomb and the Sword Tomb just a bunch of weaklings?

The only thing about the Tai'a Divine City throughout history that made people wary was its city lord.

Regardless of whether the grade of the Blade Tomb and Sword Tomb is as described by the Tai'a Divine City, even if they were relics left by the Great Emperor, so what?

The Sword Tomb, which has been studied for millions of years without any progress, what could a junior Yi Yun possibly do after entering? Could he possibly turn the world upside down?

"Lin'er, this kid is just bluffing. What about not being able to control his power and hurting you? It's all psychological warfare. If he could comprehend that kind of sword technique in the Sword Tomb, the Tai'a Divine Kingdom would have surpassed the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom long ago. Would he be scared by a Shepherd Boy and be begging for help everywhere?"

"You don't need to pay any attention to him. Just go all out. If he really kills Yi Yun, it's his own fault. With us here, you can rest assured. We're in the right too, Tai'a Divine City won't dare to do anything to you."

The white-robed elder who transmitted the message was considered half of Feng Lin's teacher; Feng Lin learned the Water Law from this white-robed elder.

"Lin'er understands. No matter how good Yi Yun's swordsmanship is, I will unleash this sword strike with all my might."

Feng Lin did not underestimate Yi Yun; her aura continued to rise, as if she had become an unapproachable jade mountain peak.

On the elders' seat, Cang Yan tapped his knuckles on the table repeatedly, his thin palms already beaded with sweat.

What is this kid doing? Is he really going to use the techniques he only learned in the Sword Tomb to face Feng Lin?

"Cang Yan, did Yi Yun comprehend swordsmanship in the Sword Tomb?"

Just then, the solemn voice of the Lord of Tai'a Divine City rang in Cang Yan's ears.

Cang Yan felt bitter inside; Yi Yun was engrossed in swordsmanship. But it was he who had brought it with him.

He forced a smile and said, "Yes, this kid insisted on going to the Sword Tomb a few days ago. I originally wanted to curb his arrogance, so I set a condition that I would take him to the Sword Tomb, but who would have thought he..."

"A few days ago...to temper their arrogance..." The middle-aged Scholar repeated these words, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

Cang Yan was utterly exasperated. Why did Yi Yun, who was perfectly good at repairing his sword, have to learn swordsmanship? He's such a worry!

At this moment, Cang Yan had no time to explain anything. The eighteen Feng Lin, along with Feng Lin's Dharma Aspect Totem, raised their Longsword together.

Sword Light intertwined, filling the sky. From afar, it looked as if an endless ocean had appeared in the sky, its waves vast and shimmering.

The ultimate form of water is the vast ocean.

Everyone held their breath. From the start of this competition, Feng Lin's moves had always been breathtaking.

Just then, Feng Lin drew her sword. Eighteen Sword Light, along with the sword of the Dharma Aspect Totem, merged into the vast ocean, causing giant waves to rise. These waves were filled with murderous intent; they were not illusions of primordial energy, but rather formed from condensed Sword Qi.

The waves were not just one, but one after another, each higher than the last, a total of nine great waves, surging towards Yi Yun like mountains.

These waves are filled with terrifying Sword Qi!

At that moment, the martial artists watching the battle below the Divine Desolation Stage, especially those facing the oncoming giant wave, felt as if the Sword Qi was pressed against their brows, filling them with fear. Many of them unconsciously retreated.

The sheer power of the Sword Qi alone was enough to make these prodigies involuntarily retreat; one can only imagine how terrifying Feng Lin's sword strike was!

At this moment, Yi Yun appeared extremely small in the face of the raging sea and roaring waves; he was like a small boat in a storm, insignificant.

Yi Yun gripped the Qi Guang Sword tightly. In Yi Yun's vision, time seemed to stand still, and the surging waves seemed to slow down immensely.

He stood there silently before the giant wave, and in his mind, the huge sword mark in the Pure Yang Sword Palace became clearer and clearer. He seemed to see the scene of the Sword Palace Master making that sword strike back then.

And then there was the World-Ending War that took place in Alternate Dimension/Space-Time, where the Bronze Giant wielded a giant halberd and cleaved off a corner of the world, yet the Sword Palace Master still almost severed his head!

Yi Yun could not reproduce the sword moves of the Pure Yang Sword Palace Master, but he did capture a trace of the sword move's essence in the image.

This subtle artistic conception gradually merged with the sword techniques that Yi Yun had comprehended in the Sword Tomb.

Suddenly, Yi Yun was enlightened, as if something had been touched and understood.

He closed his eyes, seemingly oblivious to the roaring sea. Unconsciously, Yi Yun raised his Longsword and gently swung it downwards!

In that instant, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was drained, and all the energy condensed into Sword Qi. These Sword Qi roared in from all directions and condensed into a huge phantom of a divine sword in the sky!

This sword is extremely similar to the sword wielded by the Sword Palace Master back then! But now Yi Yun is using a sword technique from the Sword Tomb.

However... Yi Yun added an indescribable artistic conception to the sword moves of the Sword Tomb.

This is the artistic conception of the sword mark of the Pure Yang Sword Palace. This artistic conception is like a god descending to earth, looking down on all living beings!

"Buzz--"

In the audience, some of the sword-wielding contestants' swords began to whistle and emit clear Longsword cries. Some even vibrated violently and, without their masters' control, flew out of their sheaths!

"My sword!"

Some people hurriedly pressed down on their swords. The weaker the cultivator, the more their swords were affected!

In the void, the enormous divine sword that Yi Yun had condensed with a single swing of his sword had already struck the raging giant wave!

It was very strange; such a violent collision occurred without a sound, as if all things in heaven and earth had collectively fallen silent at that moment.

The giant wave was split apart by this sword, just like a mountain being cut in two by a divine sword!

After cleaving through the first giant wave, the divine sword continued its unstoppable momentum, advancing with unstoppable force.

One giant wave after another was cleaved in two, and the divine sword's edge pierced straight at Feng Lin's brow!

"What!?"

As the powerful Sword Qi approached, Feng Lin was terrified. At that moment, she truly felt the danger of death!

"Lin'er!"

At this moment, an elder in White Robe suddenly stood up from the elders' seat!

At the same time, Feng Lin pointed her sword, and behind her, seventeen Water Mirror, along with Feng Lin's Dharma Aspect Totem, rushed straight towards the Sword Light.

"Boom!"

The violent impact caused all seventeen Water Mirror to explode simultaneously, turning into countless water mists and disappearing. Even Feng Lin's Dharma Aspect Totem was cleaved in two by the Sword Light.

Feng Lin's body shuddered violently. A sword mark ran diagonally from Feng Lin shoulder to her thigh, and her body was sent flying backward!

As she was being thrown backward, Feng Lin felt as if her body was about to be torn apart by the Sword Qi!

If the body is torn apart, death is inevitable!

Just then, her body suddenly felt light, and an old man in White Robe appeared behind her like a ghost. The White Robe man took Feng Lin with one hand and waved his sleeve with the other!

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the giant sword phantom formed by Sword Qi was shattered by the White Robe elder's single strike!

However, the shattered giant sword still generated many tiny Sword Qi, which spread out freely, making a hissing sound. These Sword Qi lingered in the air for a long time...

"That Sword Qi!"

The White Robe elder's gaze sharpened; this Sword Qi actually carried a trace of immortality.

Even though his strength far surpassed Yi Yun's and he could instantly shatter the Sword Qi, the shattered Sword Qi still possessed lethality, which was truly alarming.

At this moment, Feng Lin, who had been rescued by the White Robe old man, was as pale as paper.

She had a shocking wound on her body that almost cleaved her in two. If the White Robe old man hadn't suddenly appeared, Feng Lin might have been killed by Yi Yun's sword.

The entire audience fell silent upon witnessing this scene.

Feng Lin's terrifying final killing move, the nineteen swords combined into one, was broken by Yi Yun? And broken so decisively?

Even Feng Lin herself was almost killed by Yi Yun!

What kind of move is that? It's terrifying!

An elder from Tai'a Divine City recognized the move as a sword technique from the Sword Tomb, but how could a move from the Sword Tomb be so powerful?

"How could this sword strike...?"

The Lord of Tai'a Divine City felt incredulous. He vaguely sensed that this sword strike was different from the moves in the Sword Tomb.

He couldn't quite put his finger on the slight difference; could it be that Yi Yun added it?

As for Cang Yan, as the person who personally led Yi Yun to the Sword Tomb, he looked utterly astonished upon seeing Yi Yun's final sword move.

He still doesn't understand what happened.

"This kid... he..."

Cang Yan looked at Yi Yun, her eyelids twitching slightly.

At this moment, Yi Yun's right hand, which was holding the sword, was covered in blood.

On his arm, veins burst open, and blood flowed freely, as if he had been pulled from a pool of blood—a horrifying sight!

Yi Yun's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, as if he could barely hold the sword.

This sword strike actually caused all the blood vessels in Yi Yun's right hand to burst!

...(To be continued~^~)