Heavenly Dao-like Sword Intent

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Heavenly Dao-like Sword Intent

Yu Xinlang stared at Wang Ritain, who had suddenly appeared over the sea.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Wang Ritain, I must admit, the stir you've caused in the martial world is truly admirable," Yu Xinlang's voice was deep and powerful, carried clearly to everyone's ears by the sea breeze. "But you've challenged the honor of my Wudi City. Today, I will surely make you fall before me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura emanating from Yu Xinlang surged dramatically, reaching its peak in an instant. The surrounding air seemed to be compressed by this powerful presence, emitting a "buzzing" sound. Countless martial artists felt the oppressive force and their expressions changed drastically, causing them to involuntarily retreat. Those at the Profound Finger Peak were even more shaken. "Although Yu Xinlang is in the Profound Finger Realm, the strength he's displaying can actually contend with the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm! If we were to join forces, we'd likely be defeated within a hundred moves," one elder at the Profound Finger Peak said, his face pale and voice trembling.

Hearing this, everyone nodded, their worry for Wang Ritain growing heavier, and their conviction that Wang Ritain would surely lose today becoming even stronger.

Wang Ritain, hearing Yu Xinlang's words, tilted his head back slightly and let out a hearty laugh. "Yu Xinlang, your talent is indeed extraordinary. But do you really think you can overwhelm me with just this aura? Isn't that a bit too naive?" Wang Ritain's voice held a hint of mockery, yet it was filled with confidence. With that, Wang Ritain circulated the Three Points Return to Origin Qi within his body. He slammed his right hand down, and a powerful surge of energy instantly poured into the sea. The previously calm sea erupted into a tempest, and a massive whirlpool rapidly formed. The whirlpool spun faster and faster, its diameter expanding, as if it were about to swallow the entire ocean. Immediately after, a powerful pillar of water shot up from the center of the whirlpool, steadily lifting Wang Ritain into the air. Standing on the water pillar, Wang Ritain moved like lightning, charging at Yu Xinlang at high speed. As they approached, their auras collided like two meteors, emitting a dazzling light. This light illuminated the entire sea and everyone's eyes. The clash of their auras churned the sea into a frenzy, with waves crashing wildly against the shore. However, Wang Ritain skillfully controlled the seawater, preventing it from rushing towards Wudi City. The onlookers marveled at the scene. "Wang Ritain can actually control the seawater while confronting Yu Xinlang's aura? This strength is truly astonishing!" a martial artist said, his face full of shock. "Indeed, looking at this situation, their auras are evenly matched, and Wang Ritain even seems to have a slight advantage," another martial artist chimed in.

Seeing that his aura had failed to suppress Wang Ritain, a surge of anger rose within Yu Xinlang. "Good for you, Wang Ritain, you certainly have some skill. Then let me show you my sword intent!" Yu Xinlang roared, and his long sword was instantly unsheathed. In that instant, a sword intent as heavy as a mountain erupted from his body. This sword intent was completely different from the sharp ones Wang Ritain had encountered before. It was like Mount Tai pressing down, heavy and powerful, instilling an invisible pressure. Martial artists with weaker cultivation, merely sensing this sword intent, turned pale with fear, daring not to experience it further lest their Dao heart shatter. Even the experts at the Profound Finger Realm changed their expressions, their eyes filled with shock and awe. "Yu Xinlang's sword intent is too terrifying! If he takes one more step, he'll surely enter the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm!" one Profound Finger Realm expert said, his voice trembling. Many martial artists, unable to withstand the pressure of this sword intent, fled the battlefield one after another, seeking safe places to hide.

Wang Ritain looked at Yu Xinlang's sword intent, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes. "Finally showing your true colors? Then I can't hold back either," Wang Ritain said softly. With that, Wang Ritain also slowly drew his long sword. The moment the sword left its scabbard, a terrifying sound exploded in the depths of everyone's minds. This sound was like the roar of the Heavenly Dao, filled with infinite majesty and power. Everyone felt a tremor in their hearts, as if grasped tightly by an invisible hand. Deng Tai'a and Cao Changqing, along with other powerful figures, also changed their expressions upon hearing this sound. Cao Changqing secretly marveled, "Wang Ritain's sword intent is like the gaze of the Heavenly Dao. If he achieves the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm, with this sword intent unleashed, even a Land Sword Immortal might not be able to suppress him." Those who had previously thought Wang Ritain weaker than Yu Xinlang began to waver. They looked at Wang Ritain, their eyes filled with increasing doubt and astonishment.

The two sword intents confronted each other in the air, like two slumbering behemoths about to awaken. Yu Xinlang felt the power of Wang Ritain's sword intent and was inwardly horrified. "This Wang Ritain's sword intent is so terrifying! Even before clashing, I'm already at a disadvantage." Yu Xinlang inwardly lamented, but as a top expert, how could he easily retreat? "Hmph, even so, I will not lose!" Yu Xinlang gritted his teeth and made the first move. He swung his long sword, and a sharp sword energy cut through the sky, slashing towards Wang Ritain. This sword energy was like a bolt of lightning, incredibly fast and immensely powerful. Where it passed, the sea was instantly split in two, and a deep chasm appeared on the water's surface. Following that, Yu Xinlang unleashed several more sword energies in succession, each imbued with immense power, forcing even the Profound Finger Realm experts to brace themselves.

Wang Ritain looked at the incoming sword energies, a cold smile appearing on his lips. "A mere parlor trick!" Wang Ritain said softly. With that, Wang Ritain unleashed "Sword One." He lightly swung his long sword, and a sword energy instantly met Yu Xinlang's. "Boom!" With a loud explosion, the two sword energies collided in mid-air, releasing a powerful wave of energy. This wave lifted the surrounding seawater tens of feet high, creating a massive spray of foam. However, Yu Xinlang's sword energy did not dissipate; instead, it continued to attack Wang Ritain. Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Wang Ritain's eyes. "Then take another of my swords!" Wang Ritain roared, unleashing "Sword Two." This strike was even more powerful than "Sword One." The sword energy was like a giant scythe, carving an arc through the air as it slashed towards Yu Xinlang's sword energy. "Crack!" With a crisp sound, Yu Xinlang's sword energy was instantly shattered by Wang Ritain's "Sword Two." Upon seeing this, Yu Xinlang's face turned instantly pale. "This Wang Ritain's swordsmanship is actually this formidable!" Yu Xinlang marveled inwardly. But he did not give up, and once again swung his long sword, unleashing his most powerful sword moves. For a time, sword energies crisscrossed the sea, and the water was almost torn apart by the sword energies.

The battle between the two intensified, reaching a fever pitch. For fifty moves, their sword energies continuously clashed, and the scattered aftermath flew out like cannonballs towards the surrounding sea. If any of the Profound Finger Peak experts were struck by this residual energy, they would instantly be pulverized into dust, leaving no corpse intact. Many martial artists, witnessing this terrifying battle scene, turned pale with fright and dared not watch any longer.