Chapter 1325 - 1324: The Sword Devil’s Potential

Chapter 1325: Chapter 1324: The Sword Devil’s Potential

Ling Chen’s aura, like a long-brewing volcano suddenly erupting, surged up all at once!

"What, this is Ling Chen’s full power?"

On each mountain peak, the young geniuses wore expressions of shock. Just moments ago, Ling Chen and Wei Wuxian were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle. It was such an astonishing and classic fight, and yet Ling Chen was only using eighty percent of his power?

Not only them, but the Illusion Heavenly King, White Night King, and Dragon Spear King were equally astonished.

As this generation’s Sword Demon, Wei Wuxian’s gifted strength was indisputable, yet here Ling Chen, also a swordsman, had been able to suppress Wei Wuxian?

This was simply unbelievable.

"Alright, this is the end."

Activating his full strength, Ling Chen suddenly accelerated, his True Qi endlessly flowing into his arms, infusing into the Thunder Sound Sword, then slashed at Wei Wuxian in a lightning-fast attack.

This strike was so fast it seemed like an illusion.

Clang!

Wei Wuxian accurately blocked Ling Chen’s sword, but his body was still knocked back, without suspense.

"Am I going to lose?"

As his body flew backward, Wei Wuxian’s eyes quickly filled with frustration. Ling Chen’s overwhelming strength created a huge psychological gap for him. He believed he could defeat Ling Chen this time, but the gap only grew wider, plunging Wei Wuxian into despair and madness, suddenly unleashing his potential, as if he had returned to the Sword Devil Cave.

Wei Wuxian’s True Qi surged wildly, and on its surface appeared black flames, enveloping him like a Hell Demon God. His eyes emitted a black light, and his senses dramatically heightened, allowing him to see Ling Chen’s sword trajectory.

"The Sword Demon’s potential has been triggered again!"

The eyes of the younger generation gleamed, recognizing that Wei Wuxian, under dire circumstances, achieved a breakthrough; not in cultivation, but within himself, pushed by Ling Chen’s formidable pressure, taking another step toward becoming a true Sword Demon.

"A freak meets another freak."

No one had expected that Ling Chen had hidden his strength, nor that Wei Wuxian would explode under pressure. These two were anomalies, even the most seasoned Youth Kings concentrated intently, their faces serious, afraid to miss a spectacular moment.

Every move exchanged between Ling Chen and Wei Wuxian was exquisite, worth remembering.

"Ultimately, human potential is limited, so too for a Sword Demon."

Ling Chen’s hands covered in thunder light tightly gripped the sword hilt, slashing at Wei Wuxian repeatedly, each strike twisting space momentarily, reflecting their figures in a mirror-like scatter.

The Sword Demon is indeed one of the most brilliant swordsmen of ever era, but only one of them, not invincible. Human potential is finite; the first burst can pass, but continuously bursting twice, thrice—that’s unrealistic.

Relying on potential outbursts to enhance combat effectiveness can be unexpected, but is not a long-term strategy.

Clink clink clink!

Clusters of sparks exploded, Wei Wuxian’s figure retreated, while Ling Chen advanced aggressively, his momentum unbridled.

Finally, after hundreds of moves, Wei Wuxian’s arms went numb as Ling Chen pierced his shoulder, the sharp Sword Energy penetrating his left arm, throwing his body off balance.

Bang!

Wei Wuxian spat out a mouthful of blood, his figure flew backward, scattering ripples in circles due to the excessive speed.

"Wei Wuxian is defeated; just how strong is Ling Chen? It’s simply unimaginable."

"Even Sword Demon Wei Wuxian cannot withstand Ling Chen, this defies logic! Could he be Sword Lunatic or Sword Unrivaled?"

"No Sword Lunatic, no Sword Unrivaled, Ling Chen is Ling Chen. He is the Ten Thousand Swords King, a fitting title. Other than Ling Chen, no one else is qualified."

Everyone thought Wei Wuxian was strong, terrifyingly strong, but even such a strong Wei Wuxian couldn’t withstand Ling Chen, making everyone gasp.

Even Reversed Sword King was thoroughly convinced, recognizing his Sword Intent couldn’t withstand Wei Wuxian, yet now Wei Wuxian has fallen to Ling Chen. He had wanted to act at Mount Kunlun, but after witnessing this battle, he decided against it.

Ling Chen, showcasing his full power, made everyone truly feel what it meant to be unstoppable for the first time.

"I am the Sword Demon, all become demons!"

At that moment, the retreating Wei Wuxian suddenly shouted decisively, using all his strength and deep potential to unleash a sword. A magnificent and frightening Sword Light exploded, turning into a gray Sword Light with a diameter of hundreds of meters, sweeping toward Ling Chen, within which countless phantoms could be faintly seen, screaming and wailing.

"Ling Chen, you absolutely can’t withstand this sword."

As the sword was swung, a smile appeared on Wei Wuxian’s face. At this moment, he lost even the strength to control his body; the black flames engulfing him dispersed into nothingness, his body plummeting like a kite without a string toward the Snow Mountain Lake below.

In his sight, the gray Sword Light rushed at Ling Chen with lightning speed, making evasion impossible.

Witnesses were evidently shocked that Wei Wuxian, at the brink of defeat, could unleash such an ultimate powerful sword, eyes wide and mouths agape. This moment added variance to the battle’s outcome, possibly turning the tide!

The overwhelming power of the gray Sword Light locked onto Ling Chen, seemingly confining the space around him, making evasion impossible, unable even to move slightly. Under that sword, only one path remained—to face it head-on.

In such circumstances, Wei Wuxian used this move, leaving Ling Chen inevitably astonished, but after the astonishment, his expression calmed. He then returned the Thunder Sound Sword to its scabbard, and in that moment, Flying Swords converged in the Void, and under Ling Chen’s command, they gathered densely in a Sword Flower formation before him.

Ling Chen’s palm pressed on the sword hilt, and at that moment, the gray Sword Light struck fiercely against the Sword Flower created by the Flying Swords. At that collision moment, the center of Snow Mountain Lake exploded, violent splashes of water crazily ejecting outward.

Upon impact, Ling Chen’s body and the Sword Flower both shot back simultaneously, slicing through the lake like a sword splitting it, the sprayed water and remaining sword qi blended, shooting toward the nearest young geniuses watching the battle.