Chapter 882: Tianhe and Shenxiao, Twin Swords Merge into One

HUM!

An invisible Sword Intent quietly permeated the world. In an instant, a multitude of cultivators couldn’t help but shudder. It was as if tiny sword edges had brushed past their skin, sending a chilling fear down their spines.

WHOOSH!

In a flash, the Sword Intent blotted out the sky and covered the earth. The clouds in the sky shattered into pieces, replaced by a magnificent, boundless phantom of a giant sword. The Sword Intent solidified into tangible substance, its sharp edge completely exposed, terrifying the soul. Many elder experts at the Late Stage of Golden Immortal were chilled to the bone, their scalps tingling with dread.

“Too terrifying.”

“Is this the strength of the third ranker on the Dragon and Tiger List?”

“A cultivation base at the Middle Stage of Golden Immortal… yet this might makes even me, who stepped into the Late Stage of Golden Immortal years ago, feel completely powerless to resist.”

“The first chief of Celestial Sword Mountain truly lives up to his reputation.”

Situ Ke, Liou Xueyan, Jiang Yue Long, Hong Qi, and Yu Fengtai—these top ten prodigies of the Dragon and Tiger List—desperately tried to suppress the panic in their hearts. However, they found that as the Sword Intent grew stronger, they couldn’t suppress it at all. Looking at Yv Feng, they trembled from the depths of their souls. He was simply too strong.

Yang Yuan was trembling even more noticeably. He didn’t pay attention to Yv Feng; instead, he stared fixedly at Xu Yang. He eagerly anticipated Xu Yang’s defeat, wondering how he could possibly be a match for such an expert. But after suffering so many losses, he didn’t dare to be certain this time.

Xu Yang’s expression was solemn. Yv Feng was strong; this was an instinctual perception. However, he was no slouch either. He quietly activated his Twelfth-Grade Immortal Foundation, and a formless might surged out to contend with the oppressive Sword Intent.

SWISH!

Two ancient swords abruptly materialized in front of Yv Feng. The moment the ancient swords appeared, the world changed color, the clouds twisted, and the surroundings fell dead silent. Celestial Sword Mountain’s Four Great Celestial Swords were the strongest, but below them, there were dozens of ancient swords with countless years of heritage. Every single one was exceptionally powerful.

Celestial River and Shenxiao.

Yv Feng said solemnly, “I wield Celestial River and Shenxiao, two great ancient swords, and cultivate the Double Sword Skill.

“Celestial River represents majestic boundlessness and limitless capacity, while Shenxiao signifies supreme divine might.

“For the past two years, I haven’t left Celestial Sword Mountain. To this day, I have successfully cultivated the ultimate unifying art of the two swords.

“Today will be my first time using it since mastering it.”

As his voice fell, everyone was horrified. Celestial River and Shenxiao, either one alone was incomparably powerful, let alone both swords together. Yv Feng’s Double Sword Skill was obvious to all. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have dominated the third rank of the Dragon and Tiger List from the moment he left the mountain until now. And now, he had actually mastered the unifying art of the double swords. It shocked the world.

“Be careful.” Yv Feng smiled faintly. The two ancient swords in front of him suddenly clanged.

BOOM!

The world seemed to explode, and countless spatial fragments forcefully stagnated in midair. The ancient swords shot into the sky, tearing through the clouds. Like a harmonious union of a dragon and a phoenix, or entwined flood dragons and serpents, they emitted a crisp, melodious sword cry.

In an instant, winds surged across the vast azure sky as the two ancient swords suddenly vanished from everyone’s sight like ghosts.

“Where are the swords?”

“How did they disappear?”

“Hiss, even with my cultivation at the Late Stage of Golden Immortal, I can’t detect them? How is that possible?”

Cries of horror and astonishment rang out endlessly.

Hong Xiaoxing’s eyes went wide, the hairs all over his body standing on end.

RUMBLE!

The void collapsed with a deafening blast, as if the firmament itself was shattering. At this moment, the terrifying Sword Intent reached its extreme, drowning the world. It was completely invisible to the naked eye, but if one expanded their Primordial Spirit, they could clearly perceive that every inch of this realm was covered in dense, fine Sword Qi. It was endless, vast and surging like a mighty ocean.

“Shenxiao Celestial River Unifying Sword!” Yv Feng suddenly roared.

A fierce, piercing sharpness tore through the heavens and split the earth. The restrictions shrouding the edges were like they had been struck by lightning, trembling violently and rattling loudly. Those were restrictions set by experts at the Golden Immortal Extreme Realm.

CRACK!

The sky overturned as a shooting star plummeted downwards. Its speed was indescribable. It was like a supreme immortal deity casting judgment upon the world, ready to destroy everything and crush any obstacle in its path.

RIP!

A pitch-black rift slowly appeared trailing behind the shooting star, unable to heal.

WHOOSH!

The void around the shooting star twisted madly, dragging along a terrifying tide of swords like a celestial waterfall. It looked as if the Milky Way of the Nine Heavens was capsizing, pouring backward into the world.

At this moment, the world let out a sorrowful wail. Countless cultivators felt their minds go blank. They fell as silent as winter cicadas, unable to stop trembling. The cultivators who were still standing found their legs shaking, bending involuntarily. The image of the shooting star was deeply branded into their eyes.

“So strong.” Hong Qi trembled ceaselessly, his inner awe reaching its peak.

Yu Fengtai’s throat bobbed. Blood trickled from the corners of his eyes, and he didn’t dare look directly at the attack. He held on desperately, but in a split second, he could no longer bear it and involuntarily averted his gaze.

“Is this the strength of the third ranker?” Yu Fengtai’s face was filled with utter misery. “I don’t even have the qualifications to look directly at his sharp edge.”

Jiang Yue Long and Situ Ke both let out muffled groans in unison. Their faces turned deathly pale, blood trickled from the corners of their mouths, and they lowered their heads in terror, shaking like leaves. In all directions around them, countless cultivators had much the same reaction.

The shooting star fell. Shenxiao directed the strike while Celestial River entwined around it. The resplendent sword light illuminated the entire Hongtian Ancient City. Countless cultivators looked up in awe, only to vomit blood and collectively lower their heads. The sword hung above the ancient city, its chilling light striking fear into the minds of millions of cultivators.

“So strong.” Xu Yang’s body tensed. Gripping the Daluo Saber tightly in his hand, he stared fixedly at the sky. He saw through the celestial river, saw through the shooting star, and saw the two ancient swords that had almost blended together like the black and white of yin and yang, yet still remained distinct.

They were exceptionally blinding. The glare stung his eyes, making them ache as if they were about to bleed. But Xu Yang did not dodge in the slightest. As the sword light rushed toward his face, Xu Yang tilted his head back and let out a long howl at the sky.

“Wind Falling on the Immortal Wilderness!”

BOOM!

Slashing upward with his saber, his Twelfth-Grade Immortal Foundation completely erupted, and endless immortal essence surged out. Although he hadn’t activated the source of the Wind Department, this single strike drained more than eighty percent of the immortal essence in his body. The consumption was almost no less than when erupting the source of the Wind Department.

At the same time, his saber intent propped up half the sky. Above the boundless storm of saber energy, dense layers of Heaven-Locking Divine Chains suddenly appeared. Thirty thousand Heaven-Locking Divine Chains fused with the ‘Wind Falling on the Immortal Wilderness’ strike.

RUMBLE!!

The world-shocking saber strike and the world-shocking sword strike violently collided.

HUM!!

The world violently shuddered, and all sound was completely lost. In reality, the explosive resonance had exceeded the limits of what everyone’s eardrums could withstand. Except for a few top-tier experts, everyone went deaf. They felt dazed as if in a dream, trembling uncontrollably.

The resplendent light was clearly divided into two distinct sides: a saber and a sword. It was as if they were enveloped by two massive suns, burning brilliantly and spreading out in all directions amidst the eruption. The sky above the entire Hongtian Ancient City was completely engulfed by countless strands of saber energy and Sword Qi. The winds surged and the clouds roiled, intimidating millions of cultivators.

This lasted for nearly ten full breaths.

RUMBLE!!

A thunderous explosion finally echoed through the world once again. An endless storm plummeted from the sky, impacting the restrictions and causing them to rattle fiercely.

The phantom saber and sword shattered simultaneously. Immediately after, Xu Yang tumbled and fell. The moment he landed, his body shuddered.

The ancient swords returned, hovering in front of Yv Feng. The tide of swords in his eyes abruptly collapsed.

Both men let out stifled groans simultaneously. As their eyes met, they could each see the surging, brilliant light erupting in the other’s eyes after the initial dimming.

The crowd finally snapped back to their senses. Looking at the massive amount of saber and sword fragment phantoms scattering across the sky, everyone was bewildered.

“Who won?”

“Why couldn’t I see anything?”

“Such a terrifying sword strike… did Xu Yang actually block it?”

“Could it be a tie?”

The collision of the saber and the sword was world-shocking and beyond imagination. Yet bizarrely, it made it impossible for anyone to tell who had won and who had lost. It was as if they had watched the battle but seen nothing at all.

Was this what a clash between top-tier prodigies looked like?

Many of the Dragon and Tiger List prodigies wore expressions of gloom and bitterness. Regardless of who won or lost, these two were not people they could ever hope to challenge. Yang Yuan was roaring inwardly, Jiang Yue Long’s eyes were red, while Situ Ke was completely in despair and fully gave up.

Liou Xueyan gritted her teeth tightly, an unwilling desire to catch up surging within her. She thought, “No matter what, I must strive to catch up.”

The shock in Hong Xiaoxing’s eyes faded. Full of eager excitement, he looked at Hong Yichuan and asked, “Father, who exactly won?”