The countless phantom stars falling from the sky, carrying destructive power capable of tearing the heavens apart, vanished instantly upon touching that invisible Sword Intent, like bubbles being punctured.
Not even a ripple was created!
This is a terrifying sword technique capable of cleaving mountains and shattering stars, yet it appears so insignificant before this world of swords.
At this moment, the Purple Empyrean Immortal Sword Jian Wuchen's hand shone with boundless light, but no matter how he drew upon its power and unleashed countless sharp sword beams, it was as if he had struck an insurmountable chasm, unable to advance even an inch further!
"How... is that possible?"
The absolute confidence and composure that belonged to the geniuses of the upper realm on Jian Wuchen's face were completely crushed and vanished at this moment.
An unprecedented sense of powerlessness surged into his heart, making his hand holding the sword feel slightly stiff.
The Sword Dao is the way of attack and conquest, and everyone's Sword Dao is different.
The Heavenly Heart Sword Immortal's Heavenly Heart Sword Dao is a supreme sword Dao that unites the heart with the heavens, acts on behalf of the heavens with the sword, invokes the majestic Sword Dao of the heavens, and judges all things.
He mastered this Sword Dao and defeated countless opponents, thus earning the qualification to descend to the mortal realm.
However, at this moment, what he "saw," or rather what his mind felt, was a vast, boundless, and ever-renewing world!
In this world, every blade of grass and every tree is a sword, every grain of sand and every stone is a sword, the flowing mountain wind is a sword, the majestic mountains are swords, and even the high-hanging sun, moon, and stars are swords!
Myriad Phenomena in the universe contains the Sword Intent and can be a sword!
The world Wan Hua and full of myriad Myriad Phenomena. But Han Xuanji's Sword Intent is supreme, dominating everything.
His Sword Dao had reached a level that was difficult for him to attain.
"Is this your Sword Dao?"
Jian Wuchen's eyes flashed, and at the same time, a voice cried out in his heart: Could it be that my path... is wrong? He could clearly feel that his proud Heavenly Heart Sword Dao seemed so insignificant in front of the other party's Sword Dao, even... carrying a trace of naivety and ridicule.
"This is my Sword Dao."
Han Xuanji's calm voice rang out, reaching Jian Wuchen's ears.
These calm words exploded like thunder in Jian Wuchen's mind!
He suddenly looked up, the confusion in his eyes replaced by a resolute fighting spirit:
"Then let me see your Sword Dao!"
His descent to the mortal realm was originally intended for training, and challenging powerful enemies was part of that.
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Xuanji's eyes narrowed slightly.
Without any warning, a sword light, condensed to its extreme, suddenly appeared in front of Jian Wuchen's brow.
quick!
It surpasses the speed of thought!
It was as if the sword wasn't thrust at him, but rather it had always been there, waiting for Jian Wuchen to run into it!
boom!
A terrifying Sword Intent swept over him, causing Jian Wuchen's mind to tremble, his legs to go weak, and he to kneel on one knee.
His face turned pale instantly.
hateful!
Why is it so strong?
Jian Wuchen felt a surge of resentment. He didn't hate Han Xuanji, but rather himself for being so weak. The gap in strength was so vast, yet he had actually dared to challenge others—it was utterly laughable.
He had always thought that people who lacked ability but were arrogant and looked down on everyone were ridiculous, but now he was that ridiculous person.
Jian Wuchen felt incredibly frustrated and roared inwardly, wanting his Sword Intent to break free from this constraint.
But Han Xuanji's power was like the collapse of the sky, pressing him down completely. No matter how angry or how much he struggled, it was all in vain.
Not everyone will experience a power spike.
For a moment, there was a deathly silence.
Time seemed to stand still atop the Kunlun.
The howling wind stopped, and even the drifting clouds ceased their movement.
All the spectators, regardless of their cultivation level or their stance, were shocked at this moment.
A prodigy from the celestial realm... wielding unparalleled Sword Dao and a celestial sword, yet he was defeated so utterly, so... predictably?
"Hiss..."
Someone gasped, the faint sound jarring in the deathly silence, as if a switch had been flipped.
"Oh My God..."
An elder from the holy site opened his lips wide, unable to close them for a long time.
Having cultivated for thousands of years, this was the first time I had witnessed a battle of this level. Jian Wuchen's previous attack had already proven that the opponent was no mere figurehead, but a top-tier genius. However, Han Xuanji's performance made it hard to imagine his true strength.
"Is it really that easy?"
Xie Liuyun's eyes widened, her breathing became rapid, and her chest heaved violently.
Although he thought Han Xuanji to win, he never expected that Han Xuan would win so decisively.
"Master!!"
Li Taiqing and the others jumped up in ecstasy, their faces flushed with excitement, their fists clenched, as if they wanted to rush onto the stage.
The overwhelming joy and shock made them almost shout out loud.
The Kunlun Immortal Sect's powerful figures, including True Person Yuchen, Daoist Lingyun, and Feng Xianzi, were also deeply shaken, their faces still showing disbelief.
The powerful figures of the Mount Shu Sword Sect were filled with emotion. Unlike other cultivators, they only realized how extraordinary Han Xuanji was because they practiced the Sword Dao.
That was beyond their understanding of " Sword Dao ".
Xuanzhenzi murmured, "This sword only exists in heaven; it rarely appears in the mortal realm."
Just then...
Han Xuanji withdrew his Sword Intent and smiled:
Since you're not saying anything, I'll take that as a loss.
"I lost."
Jian Wuchen lowered his head and gritted his teeth.
He didn't just lose; he was just trying to get attention, it was utterly ridiculous!
Han Xuanji said softly:
"Cultivate diligently. With your talent, you too will reach my level today. This world still needs you to protect it."
Don't be fooled by the fact that Jian Wuchen couldn't even withstand a single move from him; he certainly has considerable strength.
Having reached the realm of Sword Immortal, coupled with his powerful Cultivation Method, ordinary Earth Immortal might not be his match, especially Earth Immortal level experts from the Devil Realm, whose cultivation levels would be suppressed upon arriving in the Great Void Spirit Realm. With the blessing of the heavens and earth's fortune, Jian Wuchen would most likely win.
In this way, he can ascend to heaven in peace.
Looking at Han Xuanji's gentle face, Jian Wuchen couldn't muster any resentment.
If Han Xuanji's strength were only slightly higher than his, he would only feel humiliated. However, the gap between the two was too great, so these words did not sound harsh to him at all; he only felt a little embarrassed.
Han Xuanji looked at the disheveled but bright-eyed Jian Wuchen, his gaze calm and unwavering, and his words went straight to the point:
"The heavens are vast and boundless, but your sword is tainted by too many distracting thoughts."
These distracting thoughts are an imitation of others' dedication to Sword Dao, and also an invisible shackle placed on one's own Sword Dao.
Upon hearing this...
Jian Wuchen was struck dumb, his whole body trembling violently, and he stood there stunned.
yes!
If Master Heavenly Heart Sword Immortal were here, given his level of cultivation, he might not even have the thought of competing with Han Xuanji. He would only focus on cultivation, waiting for the Devil Race race to descend before drawing his sword.
This has nothing to do with ability, but rather with differences in personality and State of Mind!
Suddenly, he remembered his master's seemingly simple yet profound words:
"Don't get too absorbed in the Heavenly Heart Sword Instruction."
Those who learn from me will live... those who imitate me will die...
His words, like the resounding toll of a great bell, echoed loudly in his chaotic mind.
He muttered to himself, over and over again, the confusion in his eyes replaced by understanding.
A moment later, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes no longer showing any sign of dejection, but instead radiating a sharp, transformed light. He bowed sincerely to Han Xuanji and said in a deep voice:
"Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist. I understand now."
He lost this battle, and he accepted it wholeheartedly.