Chapter 130: Sword Energy Condensation into Aura, Slaying a Mighty Foe

Chapter 130: Sword Energy Condensation into Aura, Slaying a Mighty Foe

Killing intent erupted abruptly, sweeping forth like a raging storm.

Chen Feng snapped out of his profound sword Dao epiphany and turned around instantly. His gaze fell upon a black-clad young man, his face cold and furious, his sharp eyes brimming with murderous intent—as if they shared an irreconcilable vendetta.

Zhao Rui roared, drawing his sword in a flash. The black blade gleamed with a dark sword light as his overwhelming killing intent coalesced. His vast and tyrannical internal energy erupted without restraint, causing his black robes to billow as if they might tear apart. Around him, a Qi Sea Phantom spanning twenty meters materialized, exuding an awe-inspiring pressure.

A profound aura permeated the air.

"Heart-Sword Unity!" Chen Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. He was all too familiar with that aura emanating from the other.

Though his cultivation was at the Qi Sea Realm, his sword Dao had reached the Second Realm, Heart-Sword Unity. This person… was no ordinary foe.

Of course, Chen Feng didn’t know that Zhao Rui had originally been at the Condensing Truth Realm but had suppressed two realms of cultivation.

After all, once one reached the Divine Wheel Realm, the focus shifted to spiritual power, which in turn enhanced comprehension, making it easier to grasp the mysteries of martial arts. Upon breaking through to the Condensing Truth Realm, one’s understanding and mastery of martial arts ascended to new heights.

Thus, those at the Condensing Truth Realm could at least comprehend the First Realm of martial or sword Dao. The more talented could reach the Second Realm, while the truly exceptional might attain the Third or even Fourth Realm.

However, those who reached the Third Realm of martial or sword Dao while still at the Condensing Truth Realm were exceedingly rare—each one a peerless genius comparable to possessing a top-tier Saint-Grade Divine Trait. As for the Fourth Realm, only those with a God-Grade Divine Trait stood a chance.

Advancing through each realm of martial or sword Dao was as difficult as scaling the heavens, with each step becoming increasingly arduous.

With sword in hand, Zhao Rui’s killing intent surged to its peak, erupting in full force.

His figure blurred into a straight black streak, like a bolt of lightning, as he shot toward Chen Feng in an instant.

Under Heart-Sword Unity, all his power was perfectly concentrated, and he could perceive every detail about Chen Feng.

His sword struck like lightning—a fatal blow.

Chen Feng’s pupils constricted.

"So fast!"

Immediately, he realized this was no ordinary Qi Sea Realm cultivator. This was a foe who could rival those on the Huntian Sect’s historical Strongest Qi Sea Ranking, his cultivation at the absolute peak of the Qi Sea Realm.

His Invincible Heart trembled—not with fear, but with soaring Combat Intent.

"Though I’m at the Meridian Forging Realm, a full major realm below you, my strength may not be inferior. Perfect. I’ll use you to test my sword Dao…"

With that thought, Chen Feng neither dodged nor retreated. The Flowing Cup Sword left its sheath in a flash.

The power of the Eighth Layer Huntian Sword Body erupted without restraint. His acupoints vibrated, his energy channels surged with internal energy, and starlight shimmered across the blade, dazzling and magnificent. Then, arcs of fine electricity crackled, enveloping the sword as all internal energy was harnessed, condensing into a razor-sharp sword energy. The Flowing Cup Sword’s form blurred, its terrifying sword pressure suffusing the air.

Clang—!

A piercing metallic screech erupted as the two blades collided. The shockwave exploded outward in all directions.

Chen Feng’s body shuddered, but he stood firm, not retreating a single step.

Zhao Rui's body trembled as he was sent flying several meters, staggering back a few more steps, his face filled with indescribable shock.

"You…"

"I suppressed two realms of cultivation, yet you still forced me back…"

The turmoil in Zhao Rui’s heart surged like a raging tide, disbelief overwhelming him as he couldn’t help but exclaim.

Even though he had suppressed two realms, his swordplay and combat experience were still at the level of the Condensing Truth Realm.

Yet… he had been forced back by someone in the Meridian Forging Realm.

Who would believe it?

What he didn’t know was that Chen Feng’s combat experience and skills had been honed to an extraordinary level through repeated battles with the projections of the Huntian War Emperor, in no way inferior to his own.

"Suppressing two realms… So this person’s true cultivation is actually at the Condensing Truth Realm…"

Hearing Zhao Rui’s words, Chen Feng’s heart jolted. Suppressing one’s cultivation was no ordinary feat—it was a secret technique, difficult to master, and even if one did, almost no one would willingly do so.

After painstakingly cultivating, to willingly cut down one’s own realm—wasn’t that a waste of time and resources, falling behind others?

"To pay such a steep price… with such intense killing intent toward me… Could he be from Tianyuan Sacred Land?"

Chen Feng’s thoughts raced like lightning, quickly considering numerous possibilities before arriving at the most fitting conclusion.

For a moment, Chen Feng couldn’t help but feel that Tianyuan Sacred Land truly valued him highly.

They actually had a Condensing Truth Realm cultivator suppress two realms, paying such a price just to kill him.

How… touching.

"Aside from you, how many others have suppressed two realms to kill me?" Chen Feng couldn’t resist asking.

"Hmph, since you’re about to die, there’s no harm in telling you—there are ten," Zhao Rui sneered. Even though he had been forced back by Chen Feng, he only felt shock, not the slightest fear. On the contrary, his killing intent was razor-sharp, brimming with confidence. "Meeting me is both your honor and your misfortune."

As his words fell, Zhao Rui shuddered, and strands of black lightning erupted from his body, crackling outward.

Each strand was as thick as a chopstick, carrying an extremely terrifying force and an aura of death, as if it could annihilate all life—this was the Saint-Grade Divine Trait Power he possessed.

Black Lightning Death Force!

At the Condensing Truth Realm, the development of one’s divine trait power reached astonishing heights, far beyond what the Meridian Forging or Qi Sea Realms could compare to.

In an instant, Zhao Rui’s aura surged by more than twofold, the murderous glee on his face growing even more pronounced.

This… was the source of his confidence.

Chen Feng’s eyes narrowed as he immediately felt an overwhelming pressure bearing down on him.

"This sword… will kill you!"

With those murderous words, Zhao Rui’s figure blurred, transforming into a streak of black lightning—more than twice as fast as before—crossing over a dozen meters in an instant. His terrifying killing intent erupted like a volcano, like a divine thunderbolt descending from the heavens.

A single sword strike, carrying absolute lethal intent, aimed to sever everything.

The profundity of that sword was extraordinary—it was none other than a supreme-grade sword technique.

A faint tremor ran through Chen Feng’s body and mind, as if an electric current surged from deep within him, coursing through his entire being in an instant. An indescribable excitement and exhilaration flooded his senses.

Sword energy cycled through the Flowing Cup Sword, an astonishing sword pressure radiating outward.

Slash!

The air was split apart, torn asunder, the sword light cleaving the heavens and earth into distinct halves.

Absolute Sword Fifth Form!

The swords clashed once more, unleashing a terrifying explosion of sound.

Chen Feng was sent flying back over ten meters, his sword trembling violently as his sword energy nearly dissipated. The Flowing Cup Sword emitted a faint, strained hum, as if on the verge of breaking.

"You—"

The murderous intent and ferocity on Zhao Rui's face froze. His all-out killing strike, meant to finish Chen Feng in one blow, had been blocked—merely pushing him back instead of slaying him.

"My sword Dao has already reached the Third Realm, 'Sword Energy Manifestation.' Did I ever boast about it?"

Chen Feng stabilized himself mid-air, dispersing the overwhelming force with practiced ease, a faint smile playing on his lips as he spoke unhurriedly.

"What?!"

Zhao Rui's expression twisted in shock, his entire body trembling violently.

The Third Realm of Sword Dao!

Chen Feng's sword cultivation was actually higher than his own!

"Not quite..."

Chen Feng spoke again, and the moment his voice rang out, his formidable physical strength and internal energy erupted like a volcano, unleashing an astonishing surge of power in an instant.

Endless sword energy enveloped the Flowing Cup Sword.

Man and sword seemed to merge completely as he thrust forward with a single, devastating strike.

Absolute Sword—Sixth Form!

Crossing the distance of over ten meters in an instant, the sword light, condensed with unstoppable killing intent, shot toward Zhao Rui with such speed that his eyes instinctively narrowed.

"If one sword strike can't kill you, then I'll just use another!"

As the words fell, Zhao Rui also erupted into action, pouring every ounce of his strength into another overwhelming killing strike.

Chen Feng's gaze sharpened, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips. His sword trembled slightly, emitting a resonant hum as the sword energy surging along its blade gathered and condensed in an astonishingly profound manner—solidifying into a silvery sheen that fused seamlessly with the blade. The sword pressure radiating from it grew even more terrifying.

"My current sword Dao realm is actually the Fourth Realm..."

The words reached Zhao Rui's ears just as the swords clashed again.

Zhao Rui's pupils contracted violently.

The Fourth Realm of Sword Dao: Sword Energy Condensation into Aura!

Before he could even process the revelation, the two swords collided. Zhao Rui immediately felt an unstoppable, devastating force crashing into him, shattering the meticulously refined internal energy gathered on his blade.

A single point of condensed, silvery radiance—unyielding and indomitable—shot toward him like an unstoppable force.