Chapter 1327 - 1313: Clash

Inside the grand hall.

Sword Monarch and Baiyu were calmly conversing, not as one would imagine, with two competitors meeting only to fight to the death.

However.

Sword Monarch and Baiyu remained wary of each other.

They exchanged information, and finally, Baiyu concluded that to ascend, one must confront the Divine Spirit nurtured by the Profound Origin Realm.

This was a very difficult thing to do.

Yet.

It had to be done.

After all, they didn’t want to be trapped in this world forever.

"Well then..."

Sword Monarch gently tightened his grip on the long sword in his right hand, smiling: "Are you interested in cooperating with me?"

"How would we cooperate?"

Baiyu raised an eyebrow, looking at him with interest.

Sword Monarch laughed: "Of course, by slaughtering our way through this world, right up to the Divine Spirit!"

There’s no denying.

Sword Monarch’s proposal was very bold.

So bold that Baiyu didn’t expect him to say it at all, it was insanely audacious to slaughter a Divine Spirit, is this something a person can do?

Even if.

It’s a deity still being nurtured, still asleep, it’s not something they can handle.

"Heh, precisely because it’s impossible to accomplish, we need to cooperate. If we continue learning and cultivating according to previous conditions, ascension is impossible; sooner or later we’ll battle that Divine Spirit. Why not gather our strength for a chance of survival?"

Sword Monarch’s voice was cold.

But.

His eyes were shining with determination, clearly confident in his strength. Baiyu didn’t immediately respond; he was weighing the pros and cons.

If sword Monarch is allowed to leave.

His identity might be exposed at any time. No one knows whether Sword Monarch’s words are true, from the beginning until now, Baiyu has heard only one side of it, he must not blindly trust.

If Sword Monarch’s words are false.

Or.

He conceals key information and then, after leaving, sends Baiyu’s identity as an extraterritorial demon into the Profound Origin Realm, Baiyu would be in a passive position.

After all.

There’s no one who can restrain him.

The only restraint is his own morality, but relying on another’s moral standard for safety is definitely not what Baiyu can do.

Therefore.

After a brief consideration, Baiyu chuckled: "Alright, cooperation is simple, but it must be under my surveillance.

In other words.

I need to set some monitoring methods on you.

Of course.

These methods won’t threaten you or affect you, as long as you don’t breach our agreement."

Hearing this, Sword Monarch frowned, coldly saying: "So, it’s not up for discussion then?"

He was certainly unwilling.

To let Baiyu set such surveillance methods, wouldn’t that make his life in someone else’s palms?

Whether it be his pride or consideration for his own safety.

It’s impossible to let Baiyu do such a thing.

"No deal, if you don’t agree..."

Baiyu didn’t continue, but his body began to shine with a golden hue, his Golden Power ready to be unleashed, Baiyu was already prepared for battle.

The other party took a deep breath.

Immediately.

With a clang.

The long sword came out of its sheath, bringing forth a sword light like autumn water.

"It seems, the young ones today are really arrogant. To dare say such things, you think I’m just a paper tiger."

Sword Monarch laughed self-mockingly.

Immediately.

Countless sword lights gathered around, turning this heaven and earth into the domain of the sword.

Sword Monarch’s gaze was as cold as stars, sword like a startling blaze, and he gently swung a sword forward, countless sword lights like a meteor shower crashing down toward Baiyu.

At this moment.

Baiyu hesitated no more, his golden blood boiled within, the Golden Power instantly activated.

Clang.

In a flash.

His body turned bronze.

On it.

Seemed to be cast with gold.

Facing the densely packed Flying Swords coming from all directions, leaving no gaps, Baiyu clenched his fists and slammed them into his chest, the golden blood on his fists exploded instantly, unleashing a terribly powerful impact, shattering the surrounding Sword Qi.

"You’ve just resurrected from this, strength and memory haven’t recovered, the current power is far from the peak, wanting to threaten me is impossible.

To truly kill me.

Show your true abilities.

Exert all your strength in attacking me, leaving no regrets, just be killed by me!"

Baiyu stomped on the ground, using the powerful impact force to leap forward, charging toward Sword Monarch like a cannonball, facing the looming Sword Qi, he neither dodged nor avoided, even the basic evasive actions were absent, letting the Sword Qi strike on the body that was boiling with golden blood.

However.

These Sword Qi, as Baiyu expected, could cause no damage on his body.

Sword Monarch.

Is merely a paper tiger.

The purpose of proposing cooperation is likely to stabilize Baiyu, and once his strength is restored, Baiyu might be his first target.

After all.

Baiyu knows quite a few of his secrets.

To pass through rigorous selection and become a competitor vying for the position of the Bone Boat owner, surely none of them are slackers.

Baiyu.

Naturally, cannot allow the opponent to leave.

"Celestial Sword!"

Sword Monarch’s face turned cold, sword light burst from his eyes as he pointed a sword finger at Baiyu.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Countless Sword Qi gathered around him, but at this moment, instead of aiming at Baiyu, they hovered around Sword Monarch and merged into his body.

Inside Sword Monarch’s body, there was no blood.

Like an empty shell, everything inside has vanished with time.

Sword Monarch knows well.

The person before him, although in the Giant Spirit Realm, might be stronger than any enemy he has ever encountered.

So now.

In a state far from complete, far from peak, he must decisively use forbidden techniques, burning Divine Soul Essence for a deadly strike against Baiyu.

Only this way.

Can he achieve a slight chance of victory.

In an instant of life and death, Sword Monarch made his choice, so many years of life-and-death encounters, skirting death, his intuition and judgment in battle had reached a terrifying level.

His judgment cannot be wrong.

This is the only sliver of hope.

Sword Monarch roared, drawing a sword from within, a sword carrying endless murderous aura and Blood Qi, shaking the space itself!

"Watch me slay the Ghost God with one sword!"