[ Three Forms of the Heaven Sword ]?
Sun Fei's Barbarian sixth sense told him that something seemed to have happened between Krasic and Iaquinta, and that the two were far more familiar with each other than most people imagined. The Three Forms of the Heaven Sword was obviously a very prestigious martial art, because even Krasic, who was usually so nonchalant, had a hint of elusive arrogance on his face when he said the name [ Three Forms of the Heaven Sword ].
Sun Fei even keenly noticed that after Krasic mentioned the [ Three Forms of the Heaven Sword ], not only did Iaquinta's expression change slightly, but even the three highest-ranking people among the spectators— Huntelaar, Costacurta, and Gilano— showed expressions of surprise.
Of course, these moments only lasted for a fleeting instant.
Most people's attention was drawn to the suspenseful showdown atop the mountain.
"[ Heaven Judges Sin ]? Hahaha, judgment? Very well, I'd like to see how you, Krasic, will deal with me with the Three Forms of the Heaven Sword!" Iaquinta flashed and stood atop the [ Brown Bear of Flame ], flames flickering and spreading beneath his feet, instantly enveloping the [ Brown Bear of Flame ] completely. The man and the bear transformed into a giant ball of flame twenty or thirty meters high, releasing astonishing heat. The flames seemed to have a life of their own, spinning and roaring, actually surrounding Krasic within them.
Krasic, however, calmly gripped the [ Heaven Sword ] in his hand. The two-meter-long giant sword and his slightly thin figure created a stark visual contrast, yet exuded an indescribable aura of power. He held the hilt in his right hand, pointing the blade at his opponent, while his left index and ring fingers joined together and lightly brushed the blade. In that instant, four streaks of azure light shot out like lightning, easily piercing through the flames blocking his way and entering the twenty- or thirty-meter-high ball of fire.
call out!
Unexpectedly, the four streaks of azure light passed through the flames without any obstruction and disappeared into the dark night sky, like shooting stars that flashed by in an instant.
Clearly, the four sword beams failed to harm Iaquinta and the [ Brown Bear of Flame ]. The man and the bear, now engulfed in flames, seemed to have lost their physical strength and possessed an astonishing immunity to physical damage.
"Hahaha, what a disappointment! Krasic, is this your [ Heaven Judges Sin ]?" Iaquinta's maniacal laughter echoed from within the flames, "If the Three Forms of the Heaven Sword only have this much power, then I am utterly disappointed!"
However, Krasic seemed to have anticipated that his attack would miss.
With a flick of his right wrist, a perfectly formed, enormous circular pattern appeared in the night sky, rotating around the [ Heaven Sword ]'s blade. It resembled a mysterious and magical magic circle. Before anyone could react, countless cyan light swords flashed out from this runic array. In no time, the sky was filled with cyan flames of light swords, and terrifying, Armageddon energy emanated from them.
The energy fluctuations, like a tornado, raged across the night sky, and even the night wind beneath the bright, demonic moon began to carry a scent of gunpowder.
Amidst the wild, unruly flight of his long hair, Krasic slightly raised his head, a chilling glint in his eyes, and softly uttered three words: "Heaven--Judgment--Sin!!!"
Before he finished speaking, his right palm struck the hilt of the [ Heaven Sword ]. The azure light swords that filled the sky instantly changed from stillness to movement, sweeping across the sky and leaving behind a sharp whistling sound as they densely shot towards the ball of flames that was twenty or thirty meters high.
At this moment, the cyan light sword pierced into the flames, but it did not penetrate through. Instead, it vanished without a trace, as if it had disappeared into the sea.
"Aaaaah..." A series of angry roars came from within the flames, and the fierce roar of the [ Brown Bear of Flame ] was clearly audible. The spectators all changed color, clearly indicating that Spartak had encountered considerable Martial Saint this time.
However, in that instant, a flash of azure light appeared, and Zenit Martial Saint Krasich, along with his sword, transformed into a streak of light, following closely behind the dense array of light swords, arriving in an instant. The [Heavenly Sword] pierced into the flames that Aquinta had transformed into.
"Ah... no!" Another fierce roar rang out.
Iaquinta, who was immune to physical damage when in flame form, was clearly careless, and Krasic's sword easily wounded him.
Fortunately, Iaquinta reacted extremely quickly.
With a roar, the blood-red flames surged, and the [ Heaven Sword ] only pierced less than twenty centimeters before encountering a terrible obstacle, unable to advance any further. Krasic gripped the sword with both hands, keeping his body parallel to the ground at a 180-degree angle, his body enveloped in azure flames, which blocked the flames that tried to lick at him from a meter away.
In the next instant, several beams of flame, each over twenty meters long, split off and transformed into two enormous fists, each over ten meters long, on the left and right. These fists, carrying an astonishing heat capable of melting metal and bones, slammed fiercely towards Krasic, who was still in mid-air.
Just as he was about to be struck by the giant fist, Krasic remained incredibly calm. He gave a soft shout, flicked his wrist at the hilt of his sword, and began to spin wildly. The [ Heaven Sword ] was like a giant drill, and terrifying energy shockwaves spread out like a raging storm. Among the spectators on the ground, some with strength around the Four-Star Class couldn't even stand firm under such force. They were blown away like rolling gourds by the overflowing gusts of wind, barely managing to grab onto rocks and giant trees to avoid being swept into the air.
call out!
The light flashed and disappeared in an instant.
A sharp, terrifying, ear-piercing whistling sound came from the air.
Krasic, alone with his One Sword, pierced through the flames that Iaquinta had transformed into in an instant. After a flash of light, he appeared in the void behind him. The center of the 20-30 meter high flame was left with a hole more than two or three meters in diameter, which could not be repaired for a long time.
With a roar like a wounded beast, the blood-red flames began to wane, and Iaquinta's towering figure emerged from the flames. A gaping hole, the size of a bowl, appeared between the waist and abdomen of this Spartak Martial Saint. Blood gushed out like a spring, landing on the Rock beneath his feet, instantly shattering and charring the Rock. Amidst the sizzling sounds, wisps of hot, bluish smoke rose.
"Ah... I am willing to abide by the ancient covenant. If my body suffers wounds, they can be transferred; if my body sheds blood, it can be healed; if my soul suffers shocks, it can be calmed. I am Son of God, noble and merciful..." A series of ancient vows quickly sprang from Iaquinta's mouth.
A strange thing happened--
The [ Brown Bear of Flame ] beneath his feet let out a painful howl, a bloody hole appearing in its massive, mountain-like body. Meanwhile, Iaquinta's injuries vanished rapidly, the horrific, bowl-sized, open wound in his abdomen transferring to the [ Brown Bear of Flame ]. His face, pale from blood loss, instantly regained its color. He had used the ancient Beast Soul Warrior Contract to transfer his injuries to the contracted magical beast.
This is what makes the Beast Soul Warrior so terrifying.
What might seem like terrifying, even fatal, injuries to humans become minor, slightly painful wounds when transferred to massive, powerful magical beasts. For a tenth-tier magical beast like the [ Brown Bear of Flame ], a hole the size of a bowl in its body is like a human being pricked by a needle—painful but not fatal. It absorbed Iaquinta's injuries, Martial Saint Spartak instantly return to his peak condition.
"You have enraged me!" Having been relentlessly attacked and even injured, Spartak Martial Saint, felt a surge of fury. "Bear the roar of the Beast Soul Warrior! Whip of the Flame God!!"
Whips of fire, each containing astonishing energy, appeared from the void. They were only as thick as a finger, yet dazzlingly red, writhing wildly like red snakes forty or fifty meters long. They left illusory marks on the dark night sky, their trajectories unpredictable, as they coiled around Krasic, who was in the void.
" Heaven Sword Second Form... Heavenly Question-Punishment!"
At the same time, Krasic's terrifying attack also arrived. He turned around, raised his One Sword high, and instantly slashed vertically. A giant blue sword, a hundred meters long, occupied the center of everything in the world, carrying layers of terrifying arcs of light, and silently slashed down.
The greatsword's downward slash wasn't fast, but it carried an irresistible, overwhelming force.
Silently, tongues of fire were easily severed by the giant sword and extinguished in the air. Despite Iaquinta's desperate Resist and the continuous creation of more Whip of the Flame God, these terrifying flame whips, which could annihilate Six-Star Class expert with a single sweep, were as fragile as tofu under the hundred-meter-long azure giant sword and could not withstand the slightest resistance.
"Damn it!"
Unable to withstand the attack, Iaquinta Avoid, and the [ Brown Bear of Flame ] beneath him sensed the immense danger and Leap up...
puff!!
The azure greatsword appeared slow but was actually swift, severing a section of the [ Brown Bear of Flame's ] forelimb amidst a spray of blood.
Amidst the beast's roar, fiery blood rained down. Several Spartak warriors watching the battle Avoid guard and drenched in the blood, letting out bloody screams of agony. They fought desperately but were Resist to ashes.
Boom!!
Before the giant cyan sword could react, it struck the mountain peak with One Sword, causing the earth to shake violently. The more than 100-meter-high cliff was split in two, and huge Rock tumbled down. The entire mountain peak seemed about to collapse, and a crack more than ten meters wide appeared!
What a terrifying sword technique!
What a magnificent [ Heaven Questions Punishment ]!!
Heaven Sword Heaven Sword, Heavenly Sword, truly worthy of being called the Heaven Sword!
Everyone's expression changed drastically; Krasic's strength far exceeded many people's expectations. What was originally thought to be a closely fought duel between two peak powerhouses now appeared to be a complete stalemate for Iaquinta against Krasic. Although he had subdued the tenth-tier magical beast [ Brown Bear of Flame ], it was like a wild dog fleeing in panic when faced with Krasic's [ Three Forms of the Heaven Sword ], posing no threat whatsoever to Zenit Martial Saint.
Once he gained the upper hand, Krasic showed no mercy. Wielding the [ Heaven Sword ], he flashed to Iaquinta's side and unleashed a furious horizontal slash, the sword wind leaving no room for the attacker.
Iaquinta gripped the void with his backhand, and two longswords formed from condensed flames materialized, their blade energy like rainbows and their crimson flames like blood, meeting the [ Heaven Sword ] head-on.
Ding ding ding ding!!
Sparks flew everywhere and sword energy filled the air. The duel between the two Martial Saint had entered a heated stage of close combat. The Heaven Sword and the Fiery Blade clashed continuously, and the two figures became entangled. One was red and the other was green. The killing intent and surging Dou Qi intertwined to create a terrifying storm of swords.
A blood-red aura of sword energy overflowed, causing boulders to collapse continuously. Deep sword marks, several meters deep, appeared on the towering stone peaks, like an invisible carving knife sculpting disordered patterns.
A cyan sword light swept across the sky, a destructive sword aura. Although it was close combat, the sharp sword aura continued to be emitted, and streaks of sword light were imprinted in the void, constantly flashing, filling the entire space with terrifying killing intent.
This scene left those below the peak mesmerized, their minds captivated, completely immersed and unable to contain themselves.
" Iaquinta, go all out and seize a chance to live!" Krasic's fighting spirit finally erupted.
At this moment, Zenit the Martial Saint was no longer as calm and icy as he had been at the beginning. He wielded his Heaven Sword horizontally, unleashing a terrifying killing intent. The sharp blade pierced through the blockade of the Fire Blade, leaving terrifying sword marks on the body of Spartak the Martial Saint.
"Hahaha, Krasic, what a pity, even your Heaven Sword can't kill me!" Amidst the maniacal laughter, Iaquinta changed his sword style, no longer pursuing defense, and used a mutually destructive sword move. As he was pierced by the sword's edge, the fire blade swept past, leaving a shocking wound on Krasic's shoulder.
With a contracted magical beast to share and absorb injuries, as a member of the Beast Soul Warrior lineage, Iaquinta can recover quickly at any time and maintain his combat strength.
However, as a member of the Dou Weapon Warrior, Krasic cannot transfer his injuries like Iaquinta does; each time he is injured, his fighting ability diminishes.
"Hahaha, Krasic, you're the one who should be stealing my life! Hahaha!"
Amidst his maniacal laughter, Iaquinta fought desperately, employing a style that resulted in mutual destruction. Although he was soon covered in sword wounds and looked like a bloodied man, the damage was quickly transferred to the [ Brown Bear of Flame ], allowing him to maintain his fighting ability. The result of his desperate efforts was that he left five or six wounds on Krasic.
Krasic suffered serious injuries to his shoulder, arm, and leg. Flaming energy emanated from his wounds, constantly invading his Dou Qi channels, and there was even a faint indication that his Dou Qi circulation was obstructed.
"One move decides the outcome, the final One Sword!"
Krasic unleashed One Sword strike, forcing Iaquinta back a hundred meters. He stood frozen in mid-air, his Heaven Sword spinning rapidly, emitting a series of whooshing sounds. Azure light continuously emanated from the blade of the Heaven Sword. Then, the Heaven Sword spun like a hurricane in front of him, guided by Krasic's sword techniques.
" Heaven Sword Third Form... Heaven--Pardon--Sin!!!"
An invisible and formless azure mist emanated from Krasic's body, causing the Storm Riders heavens and earth to change, thunder to rumble and azure light to emerge. The clouds in the sky began to swirl around Krasic's body like a vortex, and a light gray pillar of cloud stirred the heavens and earth. Krasic's sword aura seemed to connect with the heavens.
A shimmering azure mist rose as Krasic gently reached out and grasped the wildly spinning Heaven Sword. A faint, ethereal voice drifted out. "Selfless and without desire, without self or existence, forget yourself and preserve the sword... Heaven forgives all sins, go!!"
The Heaven Sword was gently swung out, and the azure mist spread out like a fog of martial power.
Iaquinta was the first to be hit by the mist. Despite his frantic efforts to resist, he was powerless to resist and was sent flying backward, coughing up blood. The enormous fire beast [ Brown Bear of Flame ] beneath his feet, as large as a mountain, was shrouded in the blue mist and let out a frantic roar of fear. It struggled desperately, but in the end, like a deflated balloon, its huge body exploded with a bang, and blood and bones flew everywhere.
"Ah, the Brown Bear of Flame..." Iaquinta was utterly horrified.
The third move of the Heaven Sword, [ Heaven Pardons Sin ], slew the tenth-tier magical beast [ Brown Bear of Flame ] with One Sword, which is equivalent to cutting off more than half of Iaquinta's strength.
With the death of the Brown Bear of Flame ], the outcome of the battle is already decided.
Iaquinta was severely injured by the [ Heaven Pardons Sin ] and could no longer fight Krasic. The battle of the Martial Saint was clearly over. The young Zenit warriors watching from below, though in a sorry state, couldn't help but cheer wildly at this moment...
However, at that very moment, another unexpected change occurred—
call out!
A silver sword light ripped through the void, disappearing in an instant like a shooting star. It pierced through Krasic's right chest, which was slightly weakened after using the super finishing move [ Heaven Pardons Sin ]. Blood spurted and sprayed in the air, and Krasic's figure swayed, about to fall from the sky.
This is a long chapter. I owe 1500 words, plus yesterday's chapter, which I will definitely make up for.
I've been a bit busy these past few days.