My Informative Cultivation Life

"Now take my sword strike!"

Yang Ji thrust his longsword forward fiercely, locking in the Qi of the area, and unleashed endless Sword Qi infused with an inexplicable force. Like before, the Sword Qi seemed to carry a heavenly pressure, enveloped in overwhelming power and an even more piercing sharpness as it surged forward.

This sword strike was swift, imbued with ten percent Sword Intent of the Shocking Sword Dao.

Boom!

The strike collided directly with Jian Chuan's Straight Line Killing Sword, with dazzling sparks flying about and a terrifying spiritual wind sweeping out.

Confronted by Yang Ji's Shocking Sword Dao, Jian Chuan's unparalleled Sword Qi was like a servant meeting a king, utterly powerless to resist and instantly obliterated.

In the blink of an eye, man and sword were sent tumbling away.

Thump!

He hit the ground!

Jian Chuan was not only defeated, but he also fell directly onto the ground, even more disheveled than Ren Tianjing had been.

Yet no one looked down on Jian Chuan, and no one dared to underestimate Yang Ji; everyone's eyes were filled with shock as they sensed from Yang Ji's sword strike a terror far greater than before, both in sharpness and Sword Intent.

"The Sword Qi conceals endless sharpness, yet suddenly it transforms into the intangible, as if it doesn't exist... and yet as if it's omnipresent..." Jian Chuan suddenly spoke, "Is this... ten percent Sword Intent?"

"Yes," Yang Ji nodded in acknowledgment.

"You cultivate Great Divine Power and still you've grasped ten percent Sword Intent," Jian Chuan couldn't help but feel shocked.

Being a swordsman himself, he knew what that meant.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Chuan spoke with an envious and admiring tone, "Great Divine Power is complex and difficult to comprehend. It's truly enviable that a swordsman of your age has entered the threshold and even grasped ten percent Sword Intent."

"I consider myself to be of not bad comprehension, but compared to you, I'm like a firefly against the bright moon."

"You are very strong too. If I did not employ ten percent Sword Intent, I wouldn't have been able to defeat you," Yang Ji said indifferently, giving him a glance, "So next... do you still want to fight?"

"No more fighting," Jian Chuan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Hmph, not embarrassed enough? Get back here!" Granny Tianshang said sternly.

Jian Chuan bowed respectfully and then returned to Granny Tianshang's side.

"Jian Yuanzi, I didn't expect you to have taken another disciple with exceptional perception, but his Spiritual Root is too weak. It will be difficult for him to be of great use in the future," Granny Tianshang said with a sardonic tone.

"You needn't worry about that," Jian Yuanzi replied with a slight smile, looking quite pleased.

Granny Tianshang huffed and glanced sideways at the elder standing behind her.

The elder smiled faintly and stepped forward.

His hair was grey and white, his features ordinary, yet his gaze was exceptionally sharp, like that of a hawk, intimidating others from meeting his eyes.

"I am Yin Zhi True Lord of the Changqing Gate. It seems somewhat unfair for me to fight a younger one," he chuckled, but his aura kept pressing out, bearing down on Li Changxiao.

Li Changxiao smiled and said, "Watching for so long, I've gotten quite itchy to join, so let's have a match." With one step, ripples of Sword Qi spread out, shattering Yin Zhi True Lord's Qi, who immediately changed his expression.

"Although this young man is a genius, you are a Nascent Soul True Monarch who can suppress him with your realm. It's not so easy to fight across levels like this. Remember to strike hard when you make your move and show Jian Yuanzi something special," Granny Tianshang sneered through a voice transmission.

"Very well! Don't worry, master, I will certainly blunt this young man's sharpness," Yin Zhi True Lord responded with a cold laugh.

Although Yin Zhi True Lord talked tough, he did not dare to take Li Changxiao lightly, the famous genius. His outward demeanor was relaxed, but his pupils betrayed his seriousness and caution.

Yin Zhi True Lord stood there as wisps of Netherworldish mist emerged from his body, coalescing behind him into a Divine Demon of the Nine Netherworlds towering over thirty feet tall.

Then he flew into the brow of the Demon God.

Li Changxiao floated up into the air, as storm clouds gathered, and from within him spread wisps of light blue Spiritual Power. He looked like a Heavenly Immortal from the Nine Heavens descending to earth, and clearly, he too had cultivated the Ling Water Technique, his Spiritual Power tinged with light blue hues.

The Netherworldish mist collided with the light blue Spiritual Power midair, creating a splendid and radiant light.

Boom!

A deep, muffled sound spread in all directions.

Waves of immense spiritual might spread from the point of collision between the two types of spiritual mist.

Ripples of spiritual might undulated, causing the spiritual power within everyone present to stagnate and clog.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Where the two streams of spiritual power met, snakes of lightning slithered and sparks of fire scattered, thunder clapped as if the Heavenly Tribulation was brewing above the Nine Heavens.

All this was merely the buildup to the battle of the two combatants, and already it was terrifying.

No one knew what kind of epoch-defying shock their actual confrontation would create.

The crowd was astounded, utterly in shock.

No longer daring to stay, they flew to the edge of the sky and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A Nascent Soul True Monarch and a genius at the pinnacle of Golden Core, their collision at this moment was destined to be as epic as a saga.

Where the two mists intersected, the spiritual light shattered explosively.

Stream after stream, strand after strand, it surged in all directions, causing the surrounding space to crackle and snap.

Just as the two mists were about to detonate.

The Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth behind Yin Zhi True Lord roared into motion, pointing fiercely at Li Changxiao.

What seemed like a light touch was, in fact, imbued with the mighty force of heaven and earth.

Li Changxiao, without a word, soared forth on his sword, swift and merciless, his violent aura shooting straight up to the Sky Firmament, scattering the clouds and mists.

A glorious sword, soaring through the void, unfolded its divine might, the howling Sword Qi enveloping the Flying Sword, like the waters of the Yellow Springs bursting forth, seeking to completely crush Yin Zhi True Lord's Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth.

A cold smirk flickered across the corners of Yin Zhi True Lord's mouth.

"The Dharma Aspect can unleash the great momentum of heaven and earth, carrying its mighty force. Today, I will let you witness the power of a Nascent Soul True Monarch."

"Nether King Fist!"

Yin Zhi True Lord stimulated the Dharma Aspect and casually hurled a punch.

A solid black fist flew through the air, expanding tremendously in the sky, instantly obscuring the sun.

In the darkness, only the Flying Sword commanded by Li Changxiao roared.

The Flying Sword seemed poised to pierce through the black fist.

The sword's brilliance slammed between the black fist's fingers, the Sword Qi explosively spreading, seeking to obliterate it completely.

One could see a Longsword transform into a roaming dragon, rampaging unchallenged within, devouring and shredding the black nether mist.

"Ants trying to eat an elephant, amusing!" Yin Zhi True Lord sneered coldly, his eyes glaring fiercely as the Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth behind him violently shook, scattering the vast Sword Qi, even causing the Flying Swords inside to falter.

Then, the black fist bore down, instantly shattering the Sword Qi, and the Flying Swords within let out a clang, unable to stop falling.

"Nascent Soul True Monarchs are indeed somewhat powerful, but it ends here," Li Changxiao said, grinning as he leaped upward, caught the Flying Sword, and unleashed a torrent of intense Sword Intent that straightaway scattered the black fist.

A sword strike went forth, scattering the Demon God's Dharma Aspect.

"What?" Yin Zhi True Lord turned pale with surprise, with a fine layer of cold sweat covering his forehead. His hands formed seals, attempting to regather the Dharma Aspect of Heaven and Earth again.

But he still couldn't stop his decline.

Boom!

The potent Sword Qi blew his face into a twisted deformation, rippling like the surface of water, rendering him unable to open his eyes.

Spurt!

A point of bloody light suddenly appeared.

Li Changxiao held the Flying Sword, thrusting the sword tip directly into his forehead.

"If my Flying Sword advances another half inch, your soul will be damaged!"

(There will be updates during the day; I'm staying up tonight to write.)