Chapter 1208 - Lightning Shadow Sword
The Sovereign's Ascension
Lin Yun had successfully broken the Four Phase Sword Array that was under the control of four Elysium Core Realm experts. At the same time, the brutality that he displayed exceeded everyoneâs expectations.
At the same time, everyone was shocked by the sword holy spirit that Lin Yun displayed. Combined with his talent in the sword, Lin Yun was more monstrous than any of the geniuses present.
With a single thought, the azure sword slowly disappeared into Lin Yunâs body. Then, the terrifying pressure that had permeated the surroundings was slowly disappearing.
As Lin Yun stared at the decapitated corpses on the ground, he began to wonder if he had underestimated the power of the azure sword holy spirit. The holy spirit was too terrifying and he had a feeling that not even experts in the Dragon Pulse Realm could face it after restricting their cultivation in the Heavenly Soul Realm.
He didnât even pair the holy spirit with the Fleeting Cloud 13 Swords, but it was still strong enough to blind the elders. The aura was so sharp that it was hard for people to look at it.
Initially, Lin Yun thought that he would die, but the holy spirit proved him wrong. In fact, if he summoned the true holy spirit of the Fleeting Cloud 13 Swords at the beginning of the battle, he wouldnât have been in such dire straits.
Then again, it was understandable since this was the first time he had used the holy spirit to fight. He also didnât have a chance to bring out the holy spirit before killing Feng Tianyuan. After all, that old geezer was vicious and harassed him right from the start of the fight.
Collecting himself, Lin Yun took another Nirvana Pellet and tended to his wounds. The wounds he received from the eldersâ swords were still bleeding, and the sword intent of the elders were running rampant in those spots. It was so bad that his ribs were turning to dust.
After Lin Yun sealed his wounds, he circulated his origin energy to expel the sword intent left in his body. When the sword aura stained in blood exited through his pores, his complexion started to turn rosy. Then, the Nirvana Pellet revealed its might and started to heal his injuries rapidly.
âWhat the hell was that earlier?â
âIt was too dazzling, I couldnât see it clearlyâ¦â
âYou had the courage to look?â All sorts of exclamations came from the crowd as they looked at the stage where countless swords were lying.
Gongsun Yan was also briefly shocked before he exclaimed, âThatâs the genuine holy spirit of the Fleeting Cloud 13 Swords!â
The Fleeting Cloud 13 Swords was famous in the Eastern Desolation because someone had once used it to sweep through those in the same generation. Many people were attracted to the Sword Saint Mountain because of that, but it was a pity that not many people had success.
Gongsun Yan was experienced, so he swiftly recalled the origin of the azure sword. As for the members of the Feng Clan, their eyes were dull. They couldnât say a single word because what happened today was a huge blow to their ego.
At this moment, countless gazes were on Lin Yun, including the hidden experts from far away.
âThree rounds have passed. I should be able to leave with the Lightning Shadow Sword now, right?â Lin Yun took a deep breath as he turned to look at Feng Xuanzi. After coming this far, he had completely fallen out with the Feng Clan and was prepared for the worst.
âWe canât give it to him! The Feng Clan will be doomed if we do!â
âThe Lightning Shadow Sword has stayed in our Feng Clan for eighteen years. Itâs our signature, and weâll lose our foundation without it!â
âPavilion Master, please reconsider!â The Feng Clanâs elders spoke among themselves. They didnât dare to speak loudly, but their words were still heard by everyone.
Although it was shameless, everyone understood why they were unwilling to hand over the Lightning Shadow Sword. However, they were disputing a rule of the Hidden Sword Manor, it wasnât something the Feng Clan could disobey.
If the Feng Clan didnât hand over the Lightning Shadow Sword, it would be a huge blow to the Hidden Sword Manorâs reputation. At that time, not even Feng Xuanzi could bear the rage of the Hidden Sword Manor.
âYoung Master Luo, what if Feng Xuanzi doesnât hand it over?â Bai Ting asked in a worried tone.
âHe doesnât have a choice,â said Luo Hua with a fluctuation in her emotions for once. The fluctuation in her emotions made Bai Ting feel a chill down his spine because he could sense her killing intent.
Just when everyone was waiting for Feng Xuanzi to make the decision, Feng Xuanzi finally spoke, âI have no right to change the rules set by the Hidden Sword Pavilion. But⦠this is an important matter because my Feng Clan has lost a lot of people and swords. Even my younger brother has died and my Feng Clan needs some time to adjust. What do you think of taking the sword in three days?â
His words instantly disappointed many people. After all, who knew if Lin Yun would still be alive in three days? Then again, they couldnât fault him because the Feng Clan really did lose a lot of people.
Although Feng Xuanzi didnât show any fluctuation in his emotions after Feng Tianyuanâs death, everyone knew that a dog who doesnât bite was the most terrifying.
Lin Yun was briefly stunned before his face was full of disdain. He was completely stunned by Feng Xuanziâs shamelessness. The Feng Clan didnât want to hand over the Lightning Shadow Sword and they also didnât want to be questioned by the Hidden Sword Pavilion. Did Feng Xuanzi think he was a fool?
âFeng Xuanzi, are you done messing around?â Luo Huaâs cold voice sounded out. âImmediately hand over the sword. I donât wish to repeat myself twice. No more tricks.â
Everyone held their breaths when they heard the tone of Luo Huaâs voice. They were also shocked by her temperament.
Feng Xuanziâs lips twitched because he was furious. But when he thought about Luo Huaâs origin, he had no choice but to swallow his pride. At the same time, he began to wonder what kind of relationship Luo Hua had with Lin Yun. So he probed, âThis is between the Feng Clan and Lin Yun. Young Master Luo, do you have to be involved?â
âAre you really trying to figure out what kind of relationship we have? His business is my business. Anyway, he passed all three rounds, so hand over the sword. He might be willing to talk about the rules with you, but Iâm not. If we did things according to my temper, you would be dead right now. Keep in mind that the only reason why youâre still alive is because of him.â Luo Huaâs words made Feng Xuanzi feel a chill down his spine.
The other elders of the Feng Clan looked at Luo Hua with annoyance and fury. They didnât think that Feng Xuanzi had to be afraid of her, not to mention that the business of the Feng Clan had nothing to do with an outsider.
Lin Yun also looked at Luo Hua and fell into deep thoughts when he heard that.
âRetrieve the sword!â Feng Xuanzi gritted his teeth.
âPavilion Master!â The Feng Clanâs elders all tried to stop Feng Xuanzi.
âEnough! Itâs just a sword. As long as Iâm still alive, the Feng Clan wonât fall!â Feng Xuanzi said coldly. Technically speaking, he was correct. As a heavenly spiritualist, the Feng Clan wouldnât fall as long as he was still around. Then again, it was certain that the Feng Clan would decline after he died in the future because they would no longer have the Lightning Shadow Sword.
Under Feng Xuanziâs insistence, the Eight Ominous Soul Locking Array that had disappeared into the ground had appeared once more. All of this happened so quickly that no one could react to Feng Xuanziâs decision.
Feng Xuanziâs decisiveness made many people wonder about Luo Huaâs origin.
âItâs impossible for a saint clan to subdue the Feng Xuanzi. At the very least, it has to be an ancient saint clan!â Gongsun Yan looked at Luo Hua with fire blazing in the depth of his eyes.
Any clan with a saint would be a saint clan. But only those with a deep foundation that had existed since the chaos era could be called an ancient saint clan. However, there werenât many sects or clans that lasted through the golden era.
Even though a few of them made occasional appearances, they were all practically legends now. No one really ever saw them and they only existed by rumor like the Mo Clan.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Gongsun Yan looked at Zhao Yan and asked, âIs there an ancient saint clan that goes by the surname Luo?â
âThere is, but thereâs no one in that clan with her name. Thereâs also no one in the powerful sects that goes by her name.â Zhao Yan shook his head. Gongsun Yanâs origin was related to the Sword Emperorâs lineage. So if Gongsun Yan had no idea who Luo Hua was, he definitely wouldnât know either.
Gong Haoran beside the two of them sighed, âLooks like no one will dare to touch Lin Yun with her around. After all, not even the elders from the Sword Emperorâs lineage can change Feng Xuanziâs mind with just a threat.â
Gongsun Yan was briefly stunned because Gong Haoran was very logical. But for some reason, Gong Haoranâs words were full of jealousy.
Right at this moment, the shackles on the Eight Ominous Soul Locking Array began to snap like an avalanche. When the statues broke apart, the gigantic sword crumbled. An ancient sword hovered in the air that emitted immense pressure despite being sheathed.
There was no question that this was the famous Lightning Shadow Sword. At this moment, Feng Xuanziâs face became much older as he powerlessly spoke, âTest the sword.â