Chapter 700 - 696: Number One Sword Fool

Chapter 700: Chapter 696: Number One Sword Fool

"Hong Yu, do you remember me?"

He slowly removed the cloak from his head, revealing an exceptionally handsome face.

His eyebrows were like swords, his lips red and teeth white, but his face held a trace of icy coldness.

This wasn’t a deliberate coldness meant to push people away, but a chill that came from deep within his heart, or perhaps his very bones. It was as if he were indifferent to everything in the world.

This person was none other than Yao Yueye!

He had once fought Hong Yu and lost by a single move, after which they made a one-year agreement.

It was said...

When Yao Yueye was born, a strange phenomenon occurred in the heavens and the earth; he came into the world clutching a Stone Sword, born with it in his arms!

This Stone Sword had gestated with Yao Yueye in his mother’s womb for ten months before being born alongside him. It had been by his side ever since.

Training together!

Slaying enemies together!

Growing together...

Now, Yao Yueye’s cultivation had reached the Peak of the Primordial Spirit Realm. The Stone Sword in his hand had long since been honed to a brilliant gleam, its edge incomparably sharp, glinting with a fiery light that no one dared to look at directly.

This was, without a doubt, a Divine Sword.

Yao Yueye himself was one with his sword. He had long ago reached the realm of Sword and Man Unity, and now, that realm seemed even more perfect and powerful. Man and sword stood before them, giving off an unfathomable, overbearing aura. It was as if they were a single, perfectly integrated entity, exuding an intense presence.

His long hair danced behind him, looking like countless swords brandishing sharp Sword Auras.

He was, absolutely, a Sword Dao Fool.

His obsession was different from Ling Aotian’s. Ling Aotian focused more on external power, on Cultivation Swordsmanship.

Yao Yueye’s obsession, however, was a devotion to the Sword Dao that came from the depths of his soul.

"Yao Yueye, it really is you!" Hong Yu murmured, his expression complicated as he looked at him.

In truth, he had long suspected that Yao Yueye would appear on the day of the Hongmeng Divine City’s founding.

It was a feeling, a premonition.

Like a Sixth Sense.

Yao Yueye nodded. The reflections of swords flickered in his eyes, and though his voice was clear and cold, it couldn’t hide his excitement and fighting spirit. "Hong Yu, the agreement we made back then can be fulfilled today!"

"Yes!"

Hong Yu nodded.

His Black Gold Dragon Robe shimmered with a faint, dark light. His hair moved with the wind, and his surging battle intent was terrifying.

"This way, please!"

Hong Yu raised a hand, gesturing outside.

A battle between the two of them was destined to be world-destroying. They couldn’t fight inside the city, or the newly constructed Hongmeng Divine City would be reduced to ruins.

Because Yao Yueye gave him a different feeling than Ling Aotian.

When facing Ling Aotian, Hong Yu was completely confident he could win. But facing Yao Yueye, Hong Yu felt a sliver of pressure.

Cradling the sword in his arms, Yao Yueye slowly stepped into the air and departed. His steps were slow, yet each one carried him several thousand meters, a display of Body Technique so fast it was breathtaking. A suppressed fluctuation emanated from his entire being; it was his Treasure Sword humming, venting its overflowing battle intent.

"Let’s go, let’s go! This is bound to be a huge battle, we have to watch!"

"Hong Yu is a dark horse. At the Peak of the Primordial Embryo Realm, he had the power to kill a Divine King, and now he can even kill a City Lord. But from the looks of it, he seems to regard this Yao Yueye highly. Could Yao Yueye also be an expert of the same Level?"

"I wonder where the North and South Divine Cities found such a mysterious expert?"

In the crowd, Ling Aotian’s expression flickered. The moment he saw Yao Yueye, he felt a wave of dejection and defeat.

As a fellow Sword Fool, his perception of Yao Yueye was much clearer and more acute.

When he faced Hong Yu, it was a crushing defeat by absolute power. But facing Yao Yueye, he felt his own Sword Heart showing signs of submission and terror.

This proved that Yao Yueye’s attainments as a Sword Cultivator were far deeper and higher than his own, a height he could see but never hope to reach!

In Xiakang Divine City’s contingent, a Divine King glanced at a black-robed figure sitting impassively. Without a word, the black-robed figure stood up and walked out.

The Divine King from Eastern Divine City did the same, following a black-clad person beside him.

A crowd of people walked straight out of Hongmeng Divine City.

They arrived a hundred li outside the Divine City, above a great river.

Countless experts had gathered here.

There were more than seven City Lord Level beings and over ten Divine Kings. The lineup was magnificent.

The Clan Leader of the Giant Elephant Race looked at Ku Tianlei. "Ku Tianlei, who do you think will win in the end?"

"I don’t know. That Yao Yueye gives me a very strange feeling!"

Ku Tianlei was silent for a moment before saying, "There are no impurities about him, only pure Sword Intent. It’s as if he was born for the sword and lives for the sword. He is the purest of Sword Fools, a true Sword Cultivator."

"I feel the same way... But Hong Yu is certainly not weak, either. This is destined to be a battle of the Peak!"

Hearing their conversation, Ma Yuanfei’s face turned frosty. ’It would be best if they both end up grievously injured. Then we can strike directly and kill this Hong Yu. That way, the Hongmeng Divine City will be without a leader, and my Celestial Horse Race will have a chance to take its revenge!’

Under the gazes of the crowd, Hong Yu and Yao Yueye stood on opposite banks of the great river, staring at each other.

A brilliant light shot from all four of their eyes simultaneously. An invisible Momentum coiled and collided in the void. This was a clash of pure Momentum, a contest of battle intent.

RUMBLE!

The river between them was a full six hundred meters wide. Its waters, originally flowing peacefully, became incredibly turbulent under the clash of their auras, stirring up terrifying waves. It was like an enraged dragon thrashing in the river, as massive waves crashed against the banks, creating a heaven-shaking roar.

Pillars of water surged up from the river one after another—a magnificent and shocking sight—creating utterly terrifying waterspouts.

The pillars shot toward the sky before crashing back down into the river.

They stirred up clouds of white, misty spray.

ROAR!

Over a dozen Desolate Beasts, unable to withstand the terrifying pressure of their auras, burst out of the river, trying to catch their breath.

But the moment their heads broke the surface, they were struck by the powerful energy radiating from the two men. They were sliced into dozens of pieces or simply exploded and died, leaving behind a bloody mist and the faint, lingering smell of blood in the air.

WHOOSH!

Hong Yu exhaled a long, turbid breath. "I’ve waited a year for this battle!"

"Yes."

Yao Yueye nodded, looking down at the Treasure Sword in his hand. "The sword in my hand is already trembling," he said in a low voice.

"Then let’s begin!"

The moment the words fell, both men attacked simultaneously.

Hong Yu was enveloped in a cyan glow as he unleashed the Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique. Layers of cyan Dragon Scales spread over him, covering his body like a suit of powerful Scale Armor.

A particularly fearsome cyan dragon tail extended from beneath his robe.

It whipped lightly through the void, stirring up a violent storm.

A casual sweep of this tail contained over five hundred tons of force!

"Demon God Swordsmanship—Scattered Snowfall!"

Demon God Swordsmanship.

This was the Cultivation Technique Yao Yueye had practiced since childhood. By the time of the Southern Ten Nations’ grand gathering, he had already cultivated it to the Great Success Realm.

But Yao Yueye had never stopped studying and practicing it. The move he was using now had reached an even higher level. This was a Swordsmanship he had created himself, perfectly suited to his own path and endlessly powerful.

Hong Yu’s eyes narrowed, a barely perceptible flicker of surprise in them. ’He created his own Swordsmanship? Mmm, that kind of Swordsmanship would be the most suitable for one’s own path. It seems that after this is over, I’ll also have to find a way to study and see if I can create my own Martial Skill! But...’

He grinned. "First, I have to defeat Yao Yueye!"

"Great Destruction Fist!"

Hong Yu struck out with his bare fist.

His speed was immense, and this punch was a dizzying, chaotic blur.

Fist shadows blotted out the sky. In an instant, he threw over nine thousand punches, their images overlapping and merging into a single black Fist Gang that shot straight for Yao Yueye’s face.

At the same time, Yao Yueye’s sword thrust arrived.

Yao Yueye’s sword strike achieved the same effect as Hong Yu’s punch through different means. It conjured tens of millions of sword shadows that blotted out the sky, sending incomparably sharp Sword Qi whistling through the air.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The sword shadows and the Fist Gang collided spectacularly.

A terrifying burst of energy erupted in an instant, blasting the river water apart and creating an underwater channel a hundred meters wide. Countless Desolate Beasts hidden at the bottom of the river were crushed until their bodies exploded, their screams echoing in vain.

"Good!"

Hong Yu roared.

Using an Arrow Step, he lunged forward, charging right in front of Yao Yueye.

Yao Yueye showed no weakness. His Treasure Sword finally left its sheath. With a single move, he slashed out with a hundred-meter-long sword light. A brilliant radiance surged from the sword as the blue light shot toward the heavens. The void itself trembled, cut open to release gales of spatial wind.

"Huh? Yao Yueye has City Lord Level combat power too? My heavens, this new generation of True Dragons is just too terrifying, aren’t they?"

Elephant Liqun’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Ma Yuanfei’s gaze flickered. "Humans... humanity’s talent is truly astonishing. Facing that sword strike, even I would have to take it seriously." A murderous glint filled his eyes. ’I hope this person kills Hong Yu!’

Meanwhile, facing this sword strike, Hong Yu was slightly moved. ’Incredible. Yao Yueye has actually raised his Sword Dao to such a level. He truly is a Sword Fool!’

’Looks like I’ll have to use some of my real skills!’

At this thought, Hong Yu pumped his fists. As he clenched his fingers, a series of sharp, ear-piercing CRACKS rang out, thundering continuously.

Suddenly, a golden radiance enveloped his arm, and a golden Long Spear materialized out of thin air. It was incomparably sharp and radiated a terrifying energy fluctuation that made one’s heart tremble.

As the Godslaying Spear appeared, the Artifact Soul contained within let out a series of roars.

Hong Yu stamped on the void and shot forward. As he made contact with the blue Sword Aura, he abruptly raised his arm and unleashed three terrifying Fist Gangs in quick succession.

Each Fist Gang contained thousands of tons of terrifying force. They smashed into the Sword Gang one after another, forcibly knocking it off course. At the same time, Hong Yu’s right arm suddenly shot forward, and the golden Dragon Scales on the Godslaying Spear squirmed.

Golden light pulsed, and a five-hundred-meter-long Spear Aura shot out with a roar.

Facing the impact of the Spear Aura, Yao Yueye was completely fearless.

The Treasure Sword in his hand spun madly at his wrist, creating a dazzling display of sword flourishes that bloomed like a hundred flowers at once, so brilliant they were dizzying to behold.

The sword suddenly thrust forward.

This strike was formless and shadowless. No one could grasp where it vanished or where it would reappear.

All they knew was that when it did appear, it was already before Hong Yu’s chest, about to pierce right through his heart...