Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 140 The Seven Limits of Devouring Heaven and Earth

In the blink of an eye, time flies by; time is like a fleeting moment.

Ten years later, on September 15th.

The mountains of Wuhuang Mountain are undulating and layered, and have always been known for their ever-changing landscapes formed by seas of clouds and thick fog.

The mountain also features various strange rocks, as well as charming and gentle streams with clear, winding water that leaps over stones and cascades down. Looking up at the waterfall in the stream, one can see the white water flowing like a ribbon or a white veil hanging between the mountains.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, atop the mountain peak.

Zhuang Buran stood with his hands behind his back, facing off against two men wielding swords.

One was none other than Wuming, and the other was an old man with white hair. He had a thin and stern face, with eyebrows like swords that slanted into his temples, a high nose bridge, thin lips like blades, and a jawline as sharp as if carved by a knife. He was none other than Mu Yingxiong, who was known as the Sword Emperor.

On a distant mountain peak stood You Ruo, Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng.

“My three senior brothers, no matter how worried you are, it’s no use. You all know my father’s temperament. This battle is absolutely unavoidable.”

After You Ruo finished speaking, Nie Feng said:
"If Master really wins, will he really kill Senior Wuming and Senior Mu, and will he also ruthlessly attack the martial arts world of China?"

Qin Shuang sighed:
“Junior Brother Feng, you’ve come to Peach Grove from time to time over the past ten years. How come you don’t know that whether or not our master will ultimately take drastic measures depends on whether he’s interested in doing so?”

Bu Jingyun said in a deep voice:

"We must prevent the worst from happening, no matter what."

Immediately, Qin Shuang and his two fellow disciples all looked at You Ruo.

"My three senior brothers, you wouldn't be suggesting I kill my father, would you?"

"It's not that bad." Nie Feng smiled wryly.
"I just want you to be able to appeal to your emotions and reason with your master at crucial moments, and persuade him not to go on a killing spree."

"Oh dear, don't be so worried," You Ruo said with a smile.

“My father said that regardless of whether we win or lose this battle, we will act according to our mood. As long as we fight to our hearts' content, the things you are worried about will not happen.”

Bu Jingyun looked around and said:
"hope so."

On the other side, the white-haired man in black robes sized up Mu Yingxiong:
"It seems your lifespan is running out. I don't want you to die from exhaustion halfway through the fight."

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve, and a beam of red light was caught by Mu Yingxiong:
“After my daughter digested one Dragon Essence over the years, I helped her take another Dragon Essence without any aftereffects.”

"This is the last Dragon Essence. Take it quickly, or one of you will die from exhaustion halfway through the fight."

Seeing this, Wuming couldn't help but speak:
“Brother Xiong, since you don’t even care about immortality, why do you have to make things difficult for all living beings?”

"Enough with the nonsense. You now bear the weight of the fate of the martial world of China on your shoulders. You must fight with everything you have to defeat or even kill me," the white-haired, black-robed man said slowly.
"I hope you two will take the lessons of the Sword Saint of yesteryear to heart, otherwise half of the martial arts world of China will truly die at my hands, simply because I never like to joke."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yingxiong took the Dragon Essence, and his energy immediately surged, his hair and beard fluttered, and his appearance became ten or twenty years younger, transforming him into a middle-aged man like Wuming.

"Excellent! The ferocious resentment within the dragon essence was almost instantly eradicated." Zhuang Buran leaped up and laughed heartily.
"Hahaha, since I achieved success in my cultivation, I have never had a proper battle. Today I will definitely enjoy myself to the fullest."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless sword energies surged from the sea of ​​clouds, crashing down upon Wuming and Mu Yingxiong.

Wuming's aura surged, and an incomparably sharp sword force arose from his body, unleashing countless sharp swords like a storm.

Mu Yingxiong drew his Danxin Sword, his body energy condensing into a pillar of light. The sword light seemed to condense into a vortex from nothingness. With a slash, wherever the sword light passed, the sword energy in the sky was crushed into dust.

"I have long heard that you two started with the 'Mysterious Sword Technique' and forged a path of Heavenly Sword and Absolute Sword. One is the sword intent that all things are swords, revered by all swords as if they were heaven and earth. The other is the sword intent that can cut down all things, lawless, violent and isolated."

Zhuang Buran's loud laughter resounded through the sky:
"Seeing it today, it is truly extraordinary."

Suddenly, the sky filled with sword energy, accompanied by thunderous sounds, and in an instant, it transformed into a sea of ​​sword energy and lightning, pressing down on the two of them once again.

The nameless aura surged again, unleashing countless flying sword energies. The sword energy was like a net, sharp and unparalleled, a magnificent sight, crashing into the sea of ​​sword energy and lightning.

Mu Yingxiong's eyes were cold, and a sword light, like a cascading silver river, instantly pierced through the sea of ​​sword energy and lightning, striking the white-haired, black-robed man above the clouds. Just as the sword light was about to pierce his neck, Zhuang Buran actually managed to pinch the invisible yet tangible sword light between two fingers.

"This must be the 'Heavenless Sword,' which is based on ruthlessness and pride, and goes to the extreme of the nameless Heavenly Sword."

With a slight tremor of energy at his fingertips, the sword light dissipated into specks of starlight.

"The trial recruitment is over, it's time to get serious."

Zhuang Buran formed a fist seal, and an extremely hot aura instantly erupted, covering an area of ​​a hundred miles in a scarlet light. Centered on the white-haired, black-robed man, a scene of raging flames burning the sky burst forth.

The four people, You Ruo and the others, instinctively used their internal energy to resist the burning sensation on their bodies.

The white-haired man in black robes said indifferently:

"Let me see the so-called pinnacle of swordsmanship with the 'Blazing Flame' from the Seven Limits of Devouring Heaven and Destroying Earth!"

The blazing fist, hot as molten lava in a furnace, burned anything it touched to ashes. The resulting fist imprint, with its unstoppable force and irresistible power, with the momentum to burn the heavens and boil the seas, evaporating everything, descended upon Wuming and Mu Yingxiong.

An unnamed spiritual sense warned him, and his body, connected to heaven and earth, manifested a colossal sword that seemed to reach the sky. Countless seemingly illusory yet real sword energies surged forth, desperately resisting the violent and unparalleled fist imprint.

Mu Yingxiong used his sword to draw upon the energy of heaven and earth, forming a ten-layered sword formation. The sharp blades formed by each layer of the sword formation began to press down with overlapping and cyclical fist imprints.

"Boom!"

The massive Wuhuang Mountain collapsed halfway, and the residual force caused the surrounding area to sink by four or five inches.

As the smoke and heat dissipated and the rampant sword energy gradually subsided, a white-haired man in black robes stood in the void, while Wuming and Mu Yingxiong each stood on a pile of rubble.

The two trembled slightly, their faces paled, and blood trickled from the corners of their mouths.

"How wonderful! Let's do it again, this time it's 'Destroy the Earth'!"

Zhuang Buran took a step in the void, and a gale suddenly arose. An inexplicable fist pressure collapsed down, and cracks suddenly appeared on the mountain and below. The cracks spread in all directions like a spider web, causing damage for seven or eight miles. The destructive power was like a natural disaster or earthquake that caused mountains to collapse and the earth to split open.

You Ruo and the others in the distance quickly took to the air. Fortunately, Qin Shuang had learned the very easy-to-use Zhou Liu Feng technique over the years, otherwise she would not have been able to hang in mid-air like the three people beside her.

Knowing full well that continuing would inevitably lead to defeat, Wuming took the lead in unleashing the 'Heavenly Origin Sword Qi,' a technique he had created that consumed a great deal of his mental energy.

He unleashed all his power, shaking the hundreds-of-foot-tall illusory sword image around him, and with all the sword energy of heaven and earth, he transformed into a crimson rainbow and rushed towards the white-haired, black-robed man.

Mu Yingxiong shared the same thought. His magnificent sword energy soared into the sky, and his body transformed into a sword that seemed to reverse the heavens and earth, hurtling swiftly upwards.

"Good timing! This is called a 'mountain collapse'!"

Zhuang Buran exuded an inexhaustible, fierce, and sharp aura. When he threw out his fists, the force seemed to contain the power to shatter mountains and break through prisons, and to cut through rocks and ravines. He was especially good at breaking through strong defenses and attacking fortified positions.

"boom!"

Above the void, an astonishing attack unfolded, its fists and sword energy seemingly tearing the heavens and earth apart, causing tiny cracks to appear in the surrounding space.

The three above, however, paid no heed to the danger, remaining completely focused on the fight, where the slightest distraction would lead to an unforeseen and disastrous end.

After about five or six hundred moves, the two sides finally separated and landed on the badly damaged Wuhuang Mountain.

"The Sword Emperor's ultimate sword, seemingly severing emotions and nature, possesses a power that can shatter heaven and earth, but in reality, he is not a heartless person, but a person with deep feelings."

Zhuang Bu Ran clapped his hands and laughed:
"Interesting. A glimmer of life within the absolute sword, a lingering affection after the severance of feelings, which in turn greatly enhances the sword's power."

His gaze shifted to the nameless man, whose breathing was also gradually calming down:
"After reaching the Supreme Heavenly Sword Realm, one should take another step forward."

The white-haired man in black robes gradually lost his smile as he spoke:
"If you two can no longer surprise me, then let this pile of rubble become a burial ground."

(End of this chapter)