Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 399 I Have a Sword That Can Open the Heavenly Gate

hum! !

At the sound of a sword being drawn, all the swords in the capital, whether owned or not, trembled violently, as if in response, as if summoned. It was as if ten thousand swords were paying homage, as if servants were seeing their master.

Of course, anyone with a bit of knowledge would know that this was the sword intent of a peerless swordsman causing a resonance among ten thousand swords.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"

Inspired by Li Chungang's sword intent, the longswords within a radius of a thousand meters emitted sword cries and trembled. Then, they were all unsheathed and transformed into streaks of light, sweeping towards Zuichunlou.

Under the night sky, all around the capital city.

One by one, figures emerged, some leaping onto rooftops and high-rises, others soaring into the air, all eager to find out what was going on.

A celestial being on land, and a peerless swordsman who has returned to the realm of immortals.

The martial will and sword intent that erupted from the two surged like a tidal wave, almost engulfing the entire capital city.

The sight of various longswords streaking across the sky like shooting stars left those who witnessed it speechless.

"In that direction, first a powerful figure caused a cataclysmic change, and then such an astonishing sword intent appeared. Could it be that someone is truly blind enough to dare cause trouble in the capital before His Highness Prince Su's coronation ceremony?"

"Such sword intent, even if the Sword God Xie Xiaofeng were to personally appear, he wouldn't be able to match it, would he?"

"An unfamiliar sword intent, an unfamiliar aura."

"With a single sword strike, ten thousand swords rain down, slicing through the night sky. What level of skill is required to achieve such a feat?"

"At the very least... he must be a terrestrial deity, right?"

"Even across most of the capital, I can still feel such a strong sword intent, like a celestial sword soaring through the sky, carrying the scent of blood, black, and yellow. What terrifying opponent is that peerless swordsman facing?"

"I don't know, but what I can sense is..."

"That was a peerless swordsman who was absolutely no less than the Sword God Xie Xiaofeng."

Sword God, Xie Xiaofeng.

This is a threshold that no swordsman has been able to cross in the past sixty years of the Ming Dynasty.

Emperor among swords, god among swords.

A peerless swordsman who has achieved immortality on land through swordsmanship in the last hundred years, the peerless sword god, his appearance is like the dawn of swordsmanship, as if he has awakened the swordsmanship fortune of the Ming Dynasty, causing all kinds of amazing swordsmen in the Ming Dynasty to spring up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain in the last hundred years.

First, there was the era of Xue Yiren, Yan Nantian, and Feng Qingyang of Huashan, which produced several peerless swordsmen.

Then came the era of Zhu Jinzhen, Ye Gucheng, and Ximen Chuixue.

It can be said that Xie Xiaofeng, the Sword God, is not only an insurmountable monument for all swordsmen in the Ming Dynasty, but also the person that all swordsmen most yearn to surpass.

In the hearts of countless swordsmen, Xie Xiaofeng's status is no less than Zhang Sanfeng's in the martial arts world.

The appearance of a peerless swordsman comparable to Xie Xiaofeng naturally caused a great shock to all the martial arts masters in the capital.

……

The heavens and man forget themselves.

No sword, no self.

One is the pinnacle of martial arts, the other the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Wang Xianzhi exuded a powerful aura, his black hair flew wildly, his eyes were like lightning, and his whole body radiated a captivating power, like an invincible war god, ready to tear the heavens apart and fight against gods and demons.

Li Chungang's sword strike sent ten thousand swords soaring through the sky, resembling celestial swords piercing the heavens. Their sword energy was boundless, and their sword light was magnificent beyond compare, making them more than ten times more terrifying than the sword strike he used when he returned to the land of immortals.

"Can this sword open the gates of heaven and ask about the Dao beyond the heavens and man?"

Li Chungang pointed to the sky, and ten thousand swords surged forth. The overwhelming sword energy converged into a long sword dragon, which fiercely crashed down on the "heaven and earth" that Li Wuyi was pressing down on from Zuichun Tower.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Sword light sprayed like rain, and sword energy crisscrossed the heavens and earth.

The Sword God, sword in hand, seemed to question the heavens, a magnificent sight above all. This aura of grandeur and heroism drew admiration and respect from countless onlookers in the capital.

However, faced with the overwhelming flying swords and sword energy, Li Wuyi simply parted his lips and uttered two words: "Not enough!"

Li Wuyi suddenly looked up. Without making any unnecessary movements, his gaze suddenly sharpened. The thousands of sword energies that Li Chungang had summoned by shouting "Sword, come!" gradually slowed down in his eyes. Finally, in the horrified gazes of the entire capital, they seemed to freeze in the air, losing all their sword intent and murderous power.

"impossible!"

Xu Fengnian nearly popped his eyes out.

He could clearly see that Li Chungang's sword strike that broke through his cultivation realm was incredibly powerful. No one Xu Fengnian had ever seen in his life, including Wang Xianzhi, could have taken it unscathed.

How could someone be glared at like that with just one glance?
Li Wuyi stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at Xu Fengnian, and at Li Chungang, whose sword move had been broken, whose blood was rushing to his head, and who was drooling a smear of scarlet blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled faintly:
"Your sword is indeed excellent."

"But it's only good; the sword intent is strong, but the killing power of the sword is insufficient."

"And... his cultivation level is not high enough."

The sword strike that Li Chungang unleashed was undoubtedly terrifying even to a terrestrial immortal.

However, this only applies to terrestrial deities and some newly ascended celestial beings.

As Li Wuyi spoke, he merely flicked his finger, and Li Chungang broke through to the next realm and ascended to the heavens. The thousands of swords he had borrowed from the capital fell helplessly from the sky like tattered straw.

Everyone was horrified!

It was clearly a peerless sword immortal wielding his sword to ask questions, so why did it suddenly end without a trace?
Only those living near the Drunken Spring Pavilion might know that the peerless swordsman had already unleashed a sword strike at Li Wuyi—a strike of unparalleled skill. Unfortunately, the difference between them was simply too great, like the difference between clouds and mud, a firefly and the bright moon.

Li Chungang's all-out, peerless sword strike couldn't even touch the hem of Li Wuyi's clothes.

"Is this the scenery above the heavens and man?" Li Chungang suddenly coughed up blood, his face pale as he fell backward and slammed heavily to the ground. As the one who wielded the sword, he witnessed the scene when Li Wuyi "made his move".

That is something that ordinary martial arts, or even the martial arts of the mortal world, cannot achieve.

"Wang Xianzhi, it's all up to you now."

Li Chungang looked palely at Wang Xianzhi, who had taken a step forward, glaring angrily at Li Wuyi. Wang Xianzhi was full of fighting spirit and showed no fear. On the contrary, as Li Wuyi made his move, the light in his eyes became even sharper.

They placed all their hopes on the other person.

Li Wuyi was naturally aware of Wang Xianzhi's changes, and his eyes revealed a captivating arrogance: "I will give you time to accumulate momentum, gather the vital energy of this hundred miles, and exhaust all your strength to ask me for a move, the most outstanding move of your life so far."

"Then, I will crush all your pride!"

Li Wuyi's voice was calm and understated, as if he were merely stating an opinion on something insignificant.

However, Huang Longshi and Xu Fengnian found it unbelievable.

Because his opponent was none other than Wang Xianzhi of Martial Emperor City, who had left the title of the number one martial artist in Liyang vacant for sixty years and whose position was unshakeable!
Even though he was above all others, and even though Wang Xianzhi was still inferior to him.

They didn't believe Li Wuyi could actually do it.

Only one person's heart continued to sink.

This arrogance, this haughty demeanor, this presumptuous tone—under Li Wuyi's indifferent yet chillingly contemptuous gaze, Li Chungang felt a terrifying sense of... self-righteousness.

Because Li Wuyi truly deserves such qualifications.

"Insanity!"

"Come and fight!"

Wang Xianzhi roared and attacked fiercely.

His palms shot out suddenly, as if the entire sky had fallen, displaying the power of heaven and earth and overturning the changes in the universe. When Wang Xianzhi pushed his palms out horizontally, everyone in the capital suddenly had a terrible "illusion".

That is……

The entire world seemed to tremble.

(End of this chapter)