Longevity Martial Arts: Starting from Inner Core Skill

Chapter 946: Chapter 22: Another Fall and the Space-time Ring

“Then let us battle!”

In an instant, two terrifying auras erupted.

One was like a primordial giant beast, capable of easily tearing apart stars.

The other carried unsurpassed Sword Intent, seemingly able to cut down everything, with nothing to stop it.

The Shattered Star Saint Master, Yuanhua, the most formidable body cultivator of the old land, unmatched in physical strength, more frightening than the stars.

The Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor, the most formidable sword cultivator of the old land, who had ventured far on the path of swordsmanship, could be called the progenitor of the old land’s swordsmanship. Unfortunately, his cultivation was somewhat lacking, not having reached the final step of the Twelfth Realm. Yet now, he poured everything into the ultimate transcendence, forcibly elevating his cultivation, using the battle to give his swordsmanship one last verification.

Victory would mean entering a new realm, defeat would mean being reduced to nothing.

Merely the clash of their auras had already surpassed that of typical Twelfth Realm encounters.

Facing a sword cultivator’s final duel, Wang Sheng gave full respect, not intervening but merely watching from the sidelines.

A battle unprecedented in the entire starry sky was about to unfold.

The clash of body and swordsmanship.

The Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor stood like an eagle spreading its wings, proudly in the void, with fierce winds howling behind him, his robe fluttering ferociously, holding a three-foot longsword whose blade gleamed with a cold light, seemingly containing infinite power.

Just by standing there, one could almost see the surging Sword Qi.

Each sword dance was like a clear song of the heavens and earth, the piercing Sword Intent sliced through the void, producing terrifying energy fissures, akin to the most brilliant light among the vast stars, with Sword Intent rising behind.

The Yuanhua Saint Emperor wielded no weapons, barehanded, his aura like an abyss.

His skin shone with a metallic luster, appearing like steel forged through countless trials, exuding a powerful force as if capable of destroying everything.

In a trance, the battle had already begun.

The Heavenly Sword ascended in an instant, crossing countless distances, countless phantom sword shadows appeared behind him, with a swing of his longsword, a brilliant sword beam split the void, emitting a strong sound of shattering the Void, this sword beam was as swift as lightning, as thunderous as a roar.

But the Yuanhua Saint Emperor did not retreat at all, he showed no fear, his figure flickered, charging towards the Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor at an astonishing speed, he struck out with a punch, as if it contained endless power, instantly reverberating the void.

This punch was like a beast unleashed, unstoppable, inspiring awe.

With one punch, he shattered the sword beam of the Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor.

Then, he unleashed countless more punches.

Each punch was like a meteor streaking across the sky, merging the power of the heavens and earth into himself, like a miracle in the universe.

The Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor remained unfazed, swinging his sword again.

Under the utmost transcendence, each sword contained his heart and soul, carrying the most extreme belief.

Sword Qi and physical strength balanced each other, shattering stars, breaking the Void.

Like ripples of energy, constantly shaking the void.

This was a battle of life and death, neither held back.

Sword light flickered, fist shadows intertwined, the entire universe seemed to tremble within their battle.

Each strike was enough to shake the stars, each sword dance like the lament of the heavens and earth.

It seemed to perform a dance transcending life and death.

“I’ve honed my sword for thousands of years, gathering all my beliefs, just for this day. Yuanhua, regardless of win or lose, I must thank you!”

The attacks of the Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor grew fiercer, even faintly overshadowing Yuanhua.

But Wang Sheng knew that the balance of victory had gradually tilted towards Yuanhua.

In the end, the Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor was relying on heart and belief to transcend, very powerful, but each attack actually weakened himself.

Despite his sharp swordsmanship, despite his dominant Sword Qi, despite his formidable belief, in the face of Yuanhua’s pure strength and formidable recovery, he gradually lost his advantage.

He began to be pushed back repeatedly, then started coughing up blood from the beatings.

“In the end, still quite a margin off!” The Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor’s eyes were filled with unwillingness.

Pushing everything into transcending himself, yet still met with defeat.

“A swordsman forges ahead without turning back, better to break as jade than survive as tile, Yuanhua, this is my final strike.”

The Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor laid his Lifebound Longsword horizontally in front of him.

Then slowly swung out a sword.

Upon seeing this, Yuanhua also halted: “The swordsmanship integrating all… I respect you.”

He marshaled all his strength, delivering a seemingly unremarkable punch.

The two were far apart, more than ten thousand miles, yet sword and fist collided instantly.

The force unleashed by the collision surpassed all previous battles, followed by a deafening crash, a powerful blast of energy rolling through, overturning everything around, causing the starry sky to tremble.

The space ring, which had been enduring for so long, could no longer hold out, dimmed by the clash of two forces, energy exhausted.

This was due to Wang Sheng secretly helping preserve it.

Otherwise, perhaps even the essence would have been damaged.

After a burst of intense brilliance, the Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor’s body began to tremble, thrown back by an invisible force, tracing a parabolic path through the air, finally landing on a star, shattering it before coming to a stop.

His aura also plummeted to its lowest point.

Everyone knew the Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor was now only a breath away from crossing four lines.

Yuanhua approached him.

The Heavenly Sword Saint Emperor lay on the ground, eyes unfocused.

“No wonder you didn’t care at all, you knew all along that I couldn’t reach your realm, didn’t you?”

Yuanhua shook his head: “At first, I truly thought that, but after the battle, I found you were indeed close to succeeding, unfortunately still a step short.”

“Is that so… but it doesn’t matter, failure is failure, you don’t mind if I leave my legacy, do you?”