The Sword Named Peerless

"Senior, you're getting impatient, you're getting impatient."

Xiao Chen joked with a smile, his eyes showing no respect or fear whatsoever.

"Boy, you're provoking me!"

As the illusory figure spoke, its aura burst forth, enveloping the entire hall in a terrifying aura.

Xiao Chen used his aura to block the other party's oppressive aura and said, "I just wanted to witness your strength, senior, before deciding whether to stay here. If you're not worth my time, I'll turn around and leave."

The illusory figure was stunned for a moment. He had spent countless years in this hall and had seen many prodigies, but every prodigy treated him with utmost respect, wanting to obtain the supreme inheritance from him. Unfortunately, those guys were short-sighted and only wanted Saint Rank cultivation techniques.

He casually pulled out a Saint Rank sword technique and easily dealt with those guys, but this kid in front of him was completely different from the previous prodigies.

He sneered, "Young man, you have successfully caught my attention. I'm not afraid to tell you, I was once an unparalleled Divine King, who followed His Majesty in conquering countless realms. My God-Slaying Sword Art astounded the world, and I was even revered as the Heaven -Heaven-Treading Divine King."

After listening, Xiao Chen subconsciously asked, "So, senior, you follow the God-Slaying Sword Dao, killing God-Slaying, slaying gods and Buddhas alike in your path."

He became more and more excited as he spoke, his eyes filled with a strong fighting spirit.

Hearing the change in Xiao Chen's tone, the illusory figure's lips curled up slightly. "Boy, your words may be a bit venomous, but you do have some knowledge. That's right, I follow the God-Slaying Sword Dao, invincible among those of the same realm. Even if I encounter Divine Emperor, I can retreat unscathed."

"That sounds really impressive."

Xiao Chen muttered something to himself, his gaze towards the illusory figure growing increasingly intense.

"Hey kid, wanna learn?"

The illusory figure paused deliberately. "I will teach you."

"No, no, thank you for your kindness, senior. If you don't mind, I would like to witness your God-Slaying Sword Intent." Xiao Chen refused without even thinking. Although the God-Slaying Sword Art sounded domineering, it couldn't even be used to challenge opponents of higher levels, so what was the point of learning it?

"How dare you!"

The illusory figure roared, "You brat, you're just a mere Heavenly Origin cultivator, yet you dare challenge me!"

Xiao Chen was not intimidated by the other party and said with a smile, "Isn't Senior curious about who gave me the confidence to not learn your God-Slaying Sword Intent?"

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The illusory figure paused for a moment. Despite his displeasure, he had finally found such an interesting little guy as Xiao Chen and didn't really want to kill him off so easily.

"Boy, since you want to witness my God-Slaying Sword Intent, then I will grant your wish and let you broaden your horizons."

With this sword strike, I will suppress my cultivation to the peak of the Heavenly Origin Realm, and my Sword Intent will only reach the Great Completion level.

I hope the sword in your hand is as hard as your mouth, so that I won't cut you down with a single stroke!

"You're so generous, senior!"

After cupping his hands in greeting, Xiao Chen took a step back and slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

"God-Slaying Sword Art, Slash!"

The phantom shouted, and Dao Sword shot out from its mouth. The sword light was as fast as lightning and as loud as Jinglei, tearing through the air.

There were no unusual phenomena, nor any terrifying aura.

But this seemingly ordinary sword strike made Xiao Chen tremble with fear.

If I were hit by that sword, I would surely die!

He no longer held back, unleashing the full power within him. "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!"

Clang!

The moment Xiao Chen drew his sword, countless Sword Qi suddenly appeared behind him.

These Sword Qi instantly gathered at the tip of his sword, and he thrust it out with his hand.

Rumble!

The two Dao Sword collided in mid-air, creating a tremendous roar.

It nearly shattered the entire temple.

Good lad!

If it weren't for my power supporting this temple, it would probably have collapsed.

The thought had just flashed through the phantom's mind when he suddenly felt a bright light before his eyes. The next second, he saw a faint sword light pierce through his remnant soul.

At the same time, a faint voice sounded in his ear.

"Senior, you lost."

"That's impossible!"

The phantom roared in disbelief.

"If you don't believe me, take a look at the wall behind you." Xiao Chen said, slowly sheathing his long sword.

The phantom merely glanced at the wall behind it with its divine sense and saw a Qianqian sword mark left on it, still bearing traces of Xiao Chen's Sword Intent.

"You... you brat, you're clearly only at the True Fate Realm, and your Sword Intent is merely at the Great Completion stage. How could you possibly break through my God-Slaying Sword Intent?"

Xiao Chen said calmly, "Senior's God-Slaying Sword Intent is very strong, the third strongest Sword Intent I have ever seen. However, compared to the Invincible Sword Dao, it is just a minor matter."

hiss...

The illusory figure instinctively gasped, then exclaimed in surprise, "You... you've already embarked on the path of the Sword Dao?"

"Senior truly lives up to his reputation as a Divine King; his judgment of character is truly accurate," Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"I..."

The phantom figure was at a loss for words; this kid's sword was sharper than his mouth.

"Fine, someone like you wouldn't even deign to attempt my God-Slaying Sword Intent. I have nothing more to teach you. You may leave."

Xiao Chen blurted out instinctively, "Then wouldn't I have come all this way for nothing?"

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The illusory figure stared at Xiao Chen with a bewildered expression. "Which old monster taught you, kid? How come you're like this...?"

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "My master's name is not something that ordinary people can know. Senior, I think this sword in the stone statue is quite good. May I take it with me?"

"You're quite polite, kid."

The phantom said disdainfully, "This sword is a divine weapon; it already possesses its own sentience. What if you could make it willingly acknowledge you as its master and take you away?"

"How can I confirm that the divine sword has recognized its master?" Xiao Chen asked, pressing his advantage.

"As long as you can draw it from its sheath."

The illusory figure continued, "However, I must remind you, this sword can choose its own master. I only truly tamed it and drew it after I became a Great Sage."

Xiao Chen completely ignored the illusory figure's words. "What's its name?"

The illusory figure said, "I don't know the name of this sword either. It was originally a trophy brought back by one of the Immortal Emperor of my Great Void Immortal Sect. After I obtained this sword, I named it God-Slaying."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen slowly walked to the base of the statue, leaped up, and took the longsword from the statue's hand.

He carefully examined the sword in his hand. The sword was three feet and three inches long, with a dark black hilt and clear patterns. The scabbard was the same color as the hilt and was engraved with all sorts of symbols.

These symbols are not merely decorative; they seem to be meant to seal away the sharpness of a divine sword.

"God-Slaying, such a name is unworthy of you. In my opinion, such a divine weapon deserves the title of Peerless. I wonder if you would be willing to accompany me on the path to invincibility?"

As soon as Xiao Chen said this, the illusory figure gave the boy a disdainful look.

He said sarcastically, "Kid, this is a divine weapon; you can't just talk it out of it."

"What you said makes some sense."

Xiao Chen poured all his Sword Intent into the sword. "Peerless, please feel my Invincible Sword Intent! If you wish, then let it roar three times!"

"Hehe."

The illusory figure chuckled, continuing to watch the boy suffer a setback, even already plotting how to mock him later.

But the next moment, the divine sword emitted a long hum.

Clang... clang... clang...

As the three sword cries rang out, a flash of light appeared from the divine sword.

A hint of joy appeared in Xiao Chen's eyes as he slowly drew the Peerless Divine Sword from his hand.

In an instant, the entire hall was enveloped in dazzling sword light.

The illusory figure was completely dumbfounded upon seeing this scene. Holy crap, whose disciple is this kid?

After a long while, he slowly spoke, "The younger generation is truly formidable..."