Sword Intent Like Laws, Ji Xuanqiu Becomes a Quasi-God

Above the sky, two Sword Intent collided with a deafening roar.

A surge of blood-red energy, carrying boundless killing intent, swept across the sky with crimson Sword Intent.

The other was as fierce as thunder from the heavens, its silvery sword light piercing the sky without any superfluous changes, only an unstoppable sharpness that pierced and destroyed everything.

The moment the two Sword Intent collided, space shattered abruptly, and the thousand-meter -Chang Kong collapsed like a mirror, with dark cracks spreading in all directions.

However, it was clear to anyone with discerning eyes that the silver-white sword light had the upper hand.

The crimson Sword Intent was constantly cut by the silver-white blade, retreating step by step. Each wave of impact was split in two and scattered to both sides.

The silver-white sword light grew increasingly fierce, piercing straight into the sea of blood and heading directly for the source of the Sword Intent.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, crimson light suddenly exploded everywhere.

A man around forty years old, with a slender build and a cold expression, was sent flying out of the exploding blood mist and landed heavily on the ground. He staggered back several steps before regaining his balance.

This person is Ji Xuanqiu's opponent - Xue Wuhen, a Three-Word Battle Armor Master and a level ninety-eight Super Douluo!

He was the person with the highest cultivation level in the Holy Spirit Cult, aside from the God of Slaughter and the Demon Empress.

His Martial Soul is a sword called the Weeping Blood Devil Sword. He is also skilled in Sword Dao and his strength has reached the level of Quasi-Demigod, which is comparable to a powerhouse who has just entered the Limit.

This is also why Ji Xuanqiu approached the other party.

Although not as belligerent and indiscriminate in his love of fighting as Ji Juechen, Ji Xuanqiu's fighting spirit would still be ignited if he encountered a master Sword Dao.

He had seen most of the Sword Dao masters from the Douluo Continent, but this was the first time he had met Xue Wuhen from the Holy Spirit Cult. Driven by a desire to challenge him, he chose him as his opponent.

After their exchange, Ji Xuanqiu had already formed his own judgment.

The opponent's sword was indeed formidable, brimming with killing intent and sharp, powerful strokes; it would be considered top-tier anywhere.

However—this Sword Intent seems familiar.

Ji Xuanqiu held a three-foot-long sword in his hand and glanced at the battlefield between Huo Yuhao and the God of Slaughter in the sky. The murderous Sword Intent there was surging and far surpassed that of the person in front of him.

Then he lowered his gaze, looking at Xue Wuhen who had risen into the air and returned to the opposite side of him, and said in a calm tone, "I observe that your sword—it bears the shadow of the God of Slaughter. You have learned the methods of the God of Slaughter, haven't you?"

Xue Wuhen was surprised that Ji Xuanqiu would talk to him, and he narrowed his eyes, but he did not refuse to answer the question.

"Indeed. I was fortunate enough to witness the cultivation of the God of Slaughter and embark on the Dao of Slaughter."

He is different from other Evil Spirit Master of the Holy Spirit Cult; his background is somewhat special.

He was originally a native Soul Master of the Dou Ling Continent, and was not initially a member of the Holy Spirit Cult. In fact, he had some reservations about the Holy Spirit Cult's control over Dou Ling, but he did not show it.

But all of this changed after the God of Slaughter appeared.

A true deity resides within the Holy Spirit Cult. If one wishes to ascend to God Rank and uncover its God Rank Holy Spirit Cult is undoubtedly an option.

Anyway, he was no match for the Holy Spirit Cult. If he couldn't beat them, he could join them. There was nothing shameful about it.

After joining the Holy Spirit Cult, although he did not come into contact with the secrets of the God Rank, he had an unexpected gain: he witnessed the scene of the God of Slaughter recovering his cultivation.

This was undoubtedly a stroke of luck for him, and perhaps because his Martial Soul was particularly compatible with the path of the God of Slaughter, he entered the sect not long after.

However, because of this, his Martial Soul, which was not originally considered Evil Martial Soul, underwent a mutation and became the Weeping Blood Devil Sword he is today. But by then, he didn't care much.

He made rapid progress by studying the path of the God of Slaughter.

Now at forty-five years old, he is already a level ninety-eight Super Douluo, the strongest below the Limit the Holy Spirit Cult. With some more time to mature, he could become the next Limit Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult —if it weren't for today's calamity.

It was truly a case of being both made and broken by the Holy Spirit.

"Oh----"

Xue Wuhen glanced at his fellow Holy Spirit Cult members who were suffering crushing defeats, a mocking smile playing on his lips, but it wasn't for his own sake.

If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening.

He has no regrets.

He quickly gathered his thoughts and looked at Ji Xuanqiu again.

"Your curiosity about my Sword Dao belies your interest in the path of the God of Slaughter? Your Sword Dao is already highly accomplished; why not join the Holy Spirit Cult and seek your path from the God of God of Slaughter?"

Ji Xuanqiu frowned.

Inviting your enemy to join the Holy Spirit Cult at this time—are you out of your mind, or am I hallucinating?

By the way, this person is ultimately Evil Spirit Master; trying to understand the other's thought process is simply because he's attached to appearances.

He didn't reply, but slowly raised the three-foot-long sword in his hand.

Seeing this, Xue Wuhen narrowed his eyes, raised the Weeping Blood Devil Sword in his hand, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"I've often heard that the Ji Clan of the Spirit Pagoda is the number one Sword Martial Soul master family in the world, and that the entire family are a group of people obsessed with the Sword Dao. Now it seems that they are nothing special. If they are truly obsessed with the sword, why should they care about the distinction between good and evil, or their own lives?!"

"Now, God of Slaughter God's Sword Dao is at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent. The future is right before your eyes, yet you show no ambition. How laughable."

What he said was not an exaggeration at all.

Just like most God Rank powerhouses also cultivate the Way of Space, the God of Slaughter, although primarily cultivating the Dao of Slaughter, also possesses remarkable skill in Sword Dao.

After all, both the Asura God and the God of Slaughter lineage entered the Dao through the sword and embarked on a path of slaughter.

A sword is, by its very nature, a weapon of killing.

Therefore, their understanding of Sword Dao is in no way inferior; they just haven't made it their primary pursuit.

As a former Super God Rank being, the God of Slaughter's level of Sword Dao is clearly beyond what Ji Xuanqiu can currently reach.

Ji Xuanqiu agreed with this assessment.

In the battle overhead, the Sword Intent, brimming with killing intent, was indeed far superior to his.

but----

"The path of the God of Slaughter is not my path! The sword of the God of Slaughter proves the Dao of Slaughter. My sword proves my own path. No matter how high his path may be, what does it have to do with me?"

He looked up at Xue Wuhen, his gaze calm yet carrying a condescending indifference. "You don't even have your own Sword Dao, living your whole life in the shadow of others. Do you even deserve to discuss the Dao with me?"

Xue Wuhen's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and the veins on his hand gripping the sword bulged.

Ji Xuanqiu continued to probe his mind, "The reason I asked you these questions is simply to confirm whether your sword is related to the God of Slaughter. If it is, then there's no need to waste time on you."

His original intention in fighting Xue Wuhen was to learn from his strengths and make up for his own weaknesses. But since his opponent was merely a shadow of the God of Slaughter, the battle was meaningless. It would be far better to end it sooner and watch the God of Slaughter's duel with his ancestor.

"Then give it a try and see if you have the ability!"

Before Xue Wuhen's cold words had even finished, the Weeping Blood Devil Sword blazed with fierce light. He held nothing back, and with a flicker of his body, he transformed into dozens of blood-red afterimages, rushing towards Ji Xuanqiu from all directions.

The Eighth Soul Skill – Blood Shadow Clone Slash. Each afterimage carries real killing intent and sword energy, and wherever the sword passes, the void is torn open with streaks of blood.

Ji Xuanqiu held his sword horizontally in front of him, and the silvery-white sword light rippled outwards. Formless sword energy threads spread out from him, cutting and shredding the oncoming Blood Shadow one by one.

Xue Wuhen's true form burst forth from the afterimage, the Weeping Blood Devil Sword piercing Ji Xuanqiu's heart.

Before the sword even touched the ground, the blood-red killing intent was already there.

Ji Xuanqiu's eyes narrowed, and instead of retreating, he advanced. He spun his sword horizontally, and the silver light on the blade suddenly subsided—not dissipated, but condensed to its Ultimate.

He held back with this strike.

Sword energy, Sword Soul, Sword God.

Essence, Energy, and Spirit, energy, and spirit are united as one.

On the sword, a barely visible silver line lit up. That was the manifestation of Ji Xuanqiu's Sword Dao, a testament to his cultivation, will, and...

The Sword Intent is compressed into a single line, transcending Soul Skill and techniques; there is only one sword strike.

"Slash!" Ji Xuanqiu uttered a single word, and a silver line slashed out horizontally.

Xue Wuhen only felt a flash of white light before his eyes, and a terrifying power and a deadly sense of crisis came over him - this sword had definitely reached the level of Quasi-God, and it was the most powerful killing move among Quasi-God!

If Ji Xuanqiu's sword energy, unleashed when he was at the Demigod level, could have been resisted to some extent by his raw strength, comparable to someone just entering the Limit of his cultivation level.

He couldn't possibly block that attack. But retreating now was clearly too late.

He gritted his teeth, subconsciously channeling all his Sword Intent to parry, while desperately shifting his body to minimize the damage from the strike.

Finally, a silver line swept past, and the shoulder armor of the Three-Word Battle Armor tore apart like paper. The right arm was severed at the shoulder, blood gushing out, and the severed arm, along with the sword in the hand, spun and flew into the air.

"Ugh!" Xue Wuhen groaned and quickly moved away from Ji Xuanqiu.

However, Ji Xuanqiu naturally wouldn't let him go, and the next sword light was already slashing down.

Seeing that he was about to die, Xue Wuhen's face turned cold.

"I was planning to use this trick in a more suitable situation, but since you're courting death, here you go!"

He raised his left hand, Weeping Blood Devil Sword reappeared in his hand, emanating a terrifying killing Sword Intent.

This was bestowed upon him by the God of Slaughter.

The reason why the God of Slaughter gifted him this Sword Intent was twofold. Firstly, because he had entered the Dao of Slaughter, the God of Slaughter took a liking to him. Secondly, because he was a powerful member of the Holy Spirit Cult and Dou Ling, he had contributed greatly to providing the God of Slaughter with faith and restoring his cultivation, which is why he was fortunate enough to receive this wisp of Sword Intent.

The reason his Martial Soul became Evil Martial Soul was partly due to this wisp of Sword Intent. After all, the God of Slaughter had fallen—his killing intent was too evil, and his Martial Soul, as the place where this wisp of Sword Intent was contained, was inevitably affected.

Since obtaining this wisp of Sword Intent, Xue Wuhen has been using Sword Intent to comprehend the path of the God of Slaughter and continuously improve himself.

But this is not the whole story of this Sword Intent. Even though it was something given casually by the God of Slaughter and did not reach the God Rank, the power of this Sword Intent is no weaker than a full-force strike from a Quasi-God in the Divine Origin Realm. It can easily injure Quasi-God or kill Demigod!

"Go to hell!"

Xue Wuhen roared angrily, wielding his sword with his left hand. The killing Sword Intent surged towards Ji Xuanqiu, who was approaching.

This is what Xiong Jun saw.

Ji Xuanqiu, who was directly in the line of fire, felt completely locked onto by this Sword Intent and couldn't help but frown.

He couldn't block or dodge that sword strike.

But he didn't panic.

Even as the murderous Sword Intent was about to strike him, a sudden realization dawned on him, and his eyes shone brightly.

"So that's how it is! This is the true essence of Sword Intent following the Laws!"

Although he had long understood the path ahead, the Sword Intent, like the Laws, was easy to talk about but incredibly difficult to truly grasp. He had been stuck at this point for many years, unable to find the right approach.

But at this moment, the killing Sword Intent of the God of Slaughter was like a key, forcefully prying open a crack for him.

After all, the God of Slaughter followed a similar path! His killing intent had reached a level comparable to the Laws!

Even though his Sword Intent wasn't the Dao of Slaughter the God of Slaughter specialized in, the principle was the same, and his Sword Intent had also reached the level of Sword Intent being like Laws.

Click!

Seeing the sword light, Ji Xuanqiu felt as if he had been awakened by a divine awakening. Something within his body seemed to shatter, and his cultivation broke through again at this moment, entering the Quasi-God level.

At the same time, he raised his hand and slashed out with his sword.

The silver-white sword light suddenly condensed, and a Sword Intent approaching the level of Laws burst forth!

Boom!

The two sword lights clashed. Silver and blood red intertwined to form a pillar of light that shot straight into the sky, tearing a huge rift in the air.

At the heart of this Destruction storm, Ji Xuanqiu's silver-white sword light, though failing to stop the blood-red torrent, tore a gap in his path at the moment of impact.

He withstood the impact of the God of Slaughter Sword intent, using the recoil to slip out of the gap like a fish, narrowly avoiding the main body of the killing Sword Intent.

But the impact was ultimately beyond his complete resistance. By the time he escaped danger, Ji Xuanqiu was covered in injuries.

However, his movements did not falter at all; he transformed into a sword light and directly swept across Xue Wuhen's neck, who was not far away.

A silver line flashed, silently.

"This—how is this possible?!" Xue Wuhen's ferocious smile froze on his face, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

He instinctively reached up to touch his neck, his fingertips brushing against a cold, wet line of blood. A sound escaped his throat.

He made a "ho" sound, but couldn't utter a single word.

"You----"

"Thank you, this wisp of sword energy has clarified the path ahead for me."

Ji Xuanqiu his sword and stood there, his body ravaged by the power of the God of Slaughter Sword Intent. The left side of his Four-Word Battle Armor was completely shattered, revealing torn flesh, and his shoulder armor was nowhere to be seen. Almost no part of his body was intact.

But the light in his eyes was brighter than ever before.

Upon hearing this, Xue Wuhen's eyes widened, his pupils filled with disbelief and resentment.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but the bloodline on his neck suddenly split open, and blood gushed out, silencing his voice.

His body slowly leaned forward and landed with a thud.

Ji Xuanqiu didn't look at him again, closed her eyes, and calmly contemplated the enlightenment brought about by the sword strike.

At this moment, Xiong Jun arrived, landing beside him. He glanced at Ji Xuanqiu, who was covered in wounds, and chuckled, teasingly saying, "You're in such a sorry state—but it's no wonder, the prize you won was far more dangerous than mine. I never expected you to run into the Sword Intent of the God of Slaughter himself."

This matter was not mentioned in the information provided by the Devil Emperor. Clearly, the Devil Emperor was not aware that Xue Wuhen possessed the Sword Intent bestowed upon him by the God of Slaughter. Perhaps Xue Wuhen did not publicize it after obtaining this Sword Intent.

After all, no one would casually reveal such a trump card.

After making a joke, Xiong Jun suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Holy crap, you've broken through to the Quasi-God level?"

He stared wide-eyed at Ji Xuanqiu in disbelief.

After carefully savoring the feeling from just now, Ji Xuanqiu opened her eyes, smiled, and nodded.

"Yes, the God of Slaughter Sword Intent has given me some insights."

"----You guys, you can actually gain some enlightenment from a fight? That's outrageous."

Xiong Jun's lips twitched, and he said speechlessly, "Aren't you afraid that if you do this in battle, you'll get lost in your own comprehension and be killed by the God of God of Slaughter Sword Intent?"

"With the Snow Empress Pagoda Master backing us up, what is there to worry about?"

Ji Xuanqiu smiled and shook her head.

The Snow Empress did not participate in the battle in order to deal with emergencies and reduce casualties at the Spirit Pagoda.

So what just happened, though seemingly extremely dangerous, was actually as safe as a rock.

"That's true."