Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 345 Devouring the Sun and Moon

This is the limitation of small, peripheral countries.

Even the so-called top-tier geniuses of the younger generation are nothing more than this.

After this competition, apart from Li Yi, almost no one could arouse his interest.

As for Li Yi, for some unknown reason, he conceded defeat early on.

Shi Yunhao didn't actually mean anything provocative; he spoke very softly, as if he were talking to himself.

However, Jiang Ming and several other cultivators who were nearby felt a surge of anger upon hearing this.

This person is truly an arrogant fool...

However, since he was not as skilled as others, he naturally became angry.

Jiang Ming frowned, instinctively wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent, simply clasping his hands in a fist salute before leaving the Sword Debate Ground.

During the banquet, the originally lively atmosphere cooled down a bit.

At this moment, with the consent of their parents, the two sisters, Nangong Wang and Nangong Shu, left their seats and came to Li Yi's side.

"Brother Li, are you alright?"

"It's alright, it's alright. That Fellow Daoist Shi Yunhao is exceptionally strong, and he knows how to control his strength."

Li Yi shifted his gaze from Nangong Wang to the person in the arena, his words revealing a carefree attitude towards his defeat.

He enjoys cultivating his physique and even practicing ordinary martial arts, but that doesn't mean he's brainless.

Li Yi was naturally aware of the Nangong family's ultimate goal.

Unfortunately, he doesn't have any romantic feelings for the time being. Fellow Daoist Nangong Wang is very beautiful and a very good person, but unfortunately, they are not suitable for each other.

If things continue like this, I'm very likely to get caught up in some inexplicable vortex.

Li Yi wasn't afraid of things that could be resolved with force, but he was afraid of troublesome matters.

In addition, he had little interest in the so-called Divine Transformation Sword Qi.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have sent a message to his good brother Song Yan, asking him to come over.

He happened to encounter a formidable enemy, so he readily admitted defeat and escaped.

but……

This person seems to be much stronger than I imagined.

Judging from his current strength, even if I really use all my trump cards, I may not be able to win.

Just who is this person?

Soon, the sword duel will reach its final showdown, with Song Yan facing off against Shi Yunhao.

Gu Qingqing looked at Li Qingfeng: "Senior Brother Li, is that person really that powerful? Even Senior Brother Li Yi admitted defeat..."

Cen Qinghe also asked, "Qingfeng, can Senior Brother Song beat him?"

At first, both Cen Qinghe and Gu Qingqing were full of confidence in Li Yi and Song Yan, the two rising stars of the Dongyuan Sect.

However, after Li Yi admitted defeat, they naturally felt somewhat uncertain.

Li Qingfeng glanced at Li Yi, his expression somewhat strange.

Although Li Yi's surrender was somewhat hasty, Shi Yunhao's strength is indeed not to be underestimated.

"Hmm... fifty-fifty, I'd say."

"I can't fathom that person's strength. But I also don't know what kind of strength Old Song has now."

In the past, he might have made wild claims about this nobody, saying things like, "Old Song can take him down in three moves."

Now... let's not underestimate others.

The hustle and bustle on Qingjiangping gradually subsided.

Countless eyes were focused on the two people in the dueling area.

Song Yan stood with his hands at his sides, his black and gold sword robe fluttering without wind, and the long box on his back humming slightly, with black and white spiritual light flowing endlessly.

Shi Yunhao, however, looked utterly bored, a hint of impatience on his handsome yet strangely alluring face.

He casually moved his wrists, and three white bone chains, alternating in red and white, resembled three venomous snakes, slowly slithering around him.

The slight friction produced a teeth-grinding sound and reddish-brown ripples of spiritual energy.

He glanced at Song Yan and said indifferently, "Thank you for teaching me chess. I hope you have some skill and won't disappoint me."

Song Yan did not answer, but simply raised his hand and said, "Please."

The two of them acted simultaneously, without prior arrangement.

hum-

A clear, melodious sword cry rose from the ground, and black and white sword light appeared beside Song Yan.

The flying sword swirled with black and white spiritual light, the two colors blending together, like the initial separation of yin and yang, or the alternation of day and night.

It is my destined flying sword, unmoored to the boat.

It was only at this moment that the people at the banquet realized that Song Yan had been using sword energy to fight his enemies the whole time.

He never even used his flying sword.

However, Shi Yunhao didn't care about any of that; his patience seemed to have already run out during his battles with his opponents.

He wanted to finish the battle quickly, just like he had defeated Jiang Ming.

Bind.

The three white bone chains moved according to Shi Yunhao's thoughts, and three ear-piercing whistles rushed straight towards the unmoored boat suspended in the air.

On the chains, reddish-brown spiritual energy surged and turbulent, carrying an eerie aura that enveloped the Unmoored Boat.

However, as soon as Song Yan had a thought, the black and white sword light of the Unmoored Boat suddenly surged.

A surge of powerful sword energy instantly erupted, shaking the white bone chains apart. The three chains trembled violently, and the reddish-brown spiritual light became chaotic for a moment.

This scene surprised Shi Yunhao slightly.

Then an interest gleamed in his eyes.

At the same time, Song Yan naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass. Countless white sword shadows had already surrounded Shi Yunhao, constantly reducing and destroying the reddish-brown protective spiritual energy around him.

Until a certain moment, all the sword shadows rapidly rose and disappeared into the clouds.

It condensed into a beam of sword light and descended suddenly.

The Cloud Sword was as fast as lightning, but Shi Yunhao was prepared. He suddenly clapped his hands together, and the three bone whips that had been deflected suddenly spun back and then swept horizontally.

Three bone whips were lashed out simultaneously, swinging horizontally through the air!
The reddish-brown spiritual energy instantly condensed into three enormous fan-shaped light blades, annihilating the sword light falling from the clouds.

boom--!
A thunderous roar erupted!

The aftershocks of the collision caused waves several meters high to rise in the Lingyang River.

With the Cloud Sword gone, Shi Yunhao pressed his advantage, a red glint flashing in his eyes.

Asura Ghost Robe.

Three white bone chains danced wildly, moving so fast that they left behind layers of afterimages in the air.

An even more intense reddish-brown spiritual energy surged forth from his body like a bursting dam, instantly spreading throughout the entire dueling area.

The spiritual energy in this area became incredibly dense, even distorting and dimming the bright moonlight.

At the same time, a thin layer of reddish-brown spiritual light appeared on Shi Yunhao's body.

Unlike protective spiritual energy, it is like a robe that adheres to the body.

Song Yan, who was in the center of this strange realm, suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Without the slightest hesitation, the golden light in his eyes suddenly intensified, and he immediately activated his Void Observation Sword Eye.

Even so, they were still a step behind.

Just as Song Yan's sword pupils locked onto Shi Yunhao, one of the bone whips suddenly increased in speed, exceeding the limit of what the Void Observation Sword Pupils could perceive at that moment.

"So fast!"

Almost indistinguishable from teleportation, to outsiders, the bone whip ignored the barriers of space and appeared in front of Song Yan in an instant.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and the protective sword energy surged out instinctively.

The white bone chains, like the tail of a venomous scorpion, lashed fiercely at the protective sword energy.

laugh.

A dull thud.

The condensed reddish-brown spiritual energy seemed to possess terrifying corrosiveness, leaving a dark red mark like a brand on the protective sword energy.

The moment the eerie mark formed, a cold and sluggish sensation penetrated Song Yan's body through the sword energy.

hiss--

He let out a muffled groan, feeling a heavy sensation instantly spread throughout his body.

This feeling is very strange. Even though my movements are not restricted, I have a vague feeling that I am now struggling to move.

Having struck successfully, the bone chains snapped back without hesitation.

And just as it was retracing its course, it struck the unmoored boat, which was trying to return to its master's aid, again at an extremely tricky angle.

clang!
The sound of metal clashing resounded throughout.

The unmoored boat was thrown several feet away by the impact containing this strange force. In that split second, two other bone whips seized the opportunity.

Tsk, tsk.

Two dark red marks were imprinted on Song Yan's protective sword aura almost simultaneously.

Three reddish-brown marks slowly swirled around him.

A sense of sluggishness, dozens of times stronger than before, overwhelmed Song Yan instantly like a tidal wave.

The sword lotus within the Sword Palace of the body was now shrouded in a dark red shadow, its light dimmed, and its rotation became unusually slow.

Shi Yunhao stood still, a bloodthirsty smile finally appearing on his face.

He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched, as if he had already firmly grasped the prey in front of him in his palm.

Three bone whips danced slowly behind him.

“Song Yan.” Shi Yunhao called his name: “You are the last one, and perhaps the only one among these people who is qualified to be my prey.”

"Now……"

His voice was very excited.

"The hunt has begun."

The moment the words fell, Shi Yunhao's figure vanished like a ghost, disappearing without warning into the surrounding reddish-brown spiritual energy under the watchful gaze of the Observing Void Sword Eye.

Even its aura vanished without a trace in an instant.

Song Yan frowned slightly, calmly observing everything in front of him.

The next moment.

As if ripples were spreading across the water behind Song Yan, a white bone chain, even thicker and more refined than the previous three bone whips combined, appeared out of thin air.

Song Yan had already noticed and turned around to defend himself with his sword.

The white bone chains, however, flowed like water, bypassing the unmoored boat and heading straight for it.

However, to everyone's astonishment, the protective sword energy surrounding Song Yan did not produce the slightest defensive effect.

The white bone chains pierced through Song Yan's body.

"This……"

For a moment, countless people were stunned into silence at the Jiangtian Night Banquet.

However, before everyone could come to their senses...

"Boom."

A clear sound rang in everyone's ears.

In an instant, the scene on the Sword Debate Platform was like a mirage, flickering and peeling away.

Shi Yunhao frowned slightly, watching the surrounding scenes dissipate layer by layer.

"How strange!"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Why didn't my protective sword energy work?"

Shi Yunhao turned around expressionlessly, only to see Song Yan standing there, looking at him thoughtfully.

"Could it be that your offensive techniques have the ability to ignore protective spiritual energy... or rather, to ignore defense?"

A hint of confusion flashed across Shi Yunhao's originally indifferent face, but then a smile appeared.

"It's interesting."

At that moment, Song Yan suddenly raised his hand, and four sword lights flowed out from the Endless Treasury, appearing in four directions on the Sword Debate Platform.

Sword formation, howling sun.

Within the Zhendao Sword Mansion, sword energy surged wildly, converging towards the Unmoored Boat in wisps and strands.

A gigantic phantom of the sun slowly rose into the night sky!
A powerful, scorching heat rushed towards me.

"..."

Shi Yunhao watched Song Yan's movements. The three white bone chains merged into one, and scarlet spiritual light began to shine from the joints at the base.

Song Yan frowned slightly. The reddish-brown spiritual energy around him was really strange. The Burning Sword Qi that was activated in the Howling Sun Sword Formation seemed to be entangled and dragged by a strange force, and was chaotic.

Even if sword energy touches Shi Yunhao's body, it will pass directly through his special spiritual robe and have no effect on him.

The strength this person has shown so far is perhaps the strongest among all the opponents he has encountered since entering the Foundation Establishment Realm.

However, Song Yan remained calm.

With another flick of his sword finger, three more sword lights were unleashed.

Three flying swords circled the unmoored boat at the main position of the formation, flowing in a mysterious and unpredictable trajectory.

Sword formation, encircling the moon.

The sword energy surged once more.

In mid-air, the cold, ethereal image of the moon seemed to have been separated from the moon in the sky and slowly descended.

Amidst the astonished gazes of everyone watching the Jiangtian Night Banquet, a sun and a moon appeared simultaneously in the night sky.

The sun rises, the moon sets.

If we set aside the intense and fierce competition, this scene is truly magnificent.

Until a certain instant, the sun and moon align.

Yin and Yang revolve, the sun and moon shine together.

Song Yan spat it out softly.

"Swallowing the sun and moon."

Om-!
The two sword formations merged at this moment.

For the first time, a look of surprise and doubt appeared in Shi Yunhao's eyes.

Under the interplay of the sun and moon, ripples resembling water appeared on the blade of the flying sword, which was not tied to a boat.

Immediately, a terrifying attraction radiated outwards from the center of the vortex in all directions.

On the Sword Debate Platform, the reddish-brown spiritual energy that was originally permeating the area was now being drawn away uncontrollably by the center of the vortex, like rivers flowing into the sea!

What surprised him even more was that the special state brought about by the Asura Ghost Robe became extremely unstable under this even more peculiar sword energy fluctuation.

Shi Yunhao actually had the opportunity to launch an offensive against Song Yan, but he didn't.

He just stared blankly down at his hands.

"The Asura Ghost Robe's ability to become ethereal and dodge... seems to have failed..."

This is definitely more interesting than defeating an opponent!
He tried to reclaim the spiritual power and manipulated the bone chains to interrupt the devouring process.

However, as soon as the reddish-brown spiritual light on the chains dissipated, it was uncontrollably torn apart and surged toward the unmoored boat at the center of the formation.

He felt as if he were wrestling with an invisible millstone, his strength being continuously drained away.

Shi Yunhao had no choice but to stop the spell.

However, at this moment, the Unmoored Boat had already absorbed a large amount of reddish-brown spiritual energy, as well as Song Yan's own dissipated sword energy.

All the spiritual energy had been refined by the power of devouring, and along with Song Yan's own powerful sword energy, it condensed on the sword's edge.

The once simple and unadorned blade of the Unmoored Boat has now become incredibly dangerous.

At the tip of the sword, a condensed point of sword light was frantically flickering.

Song Yan pointed his sword down and said, "Slay."

Om-!
The unmoored boat, suspended in the center of the vortex, gently waved its terrifying spiritual energy toward Shi Yunhao.

A color that defies description.

Broken sunlight, moonlight, and a dim, blood-red hue.

A massive sword aura shot out horizontally.

The moment that sword energy appeared, all sounds along the Lingyang River were swallowed up.

The moonlight disappeared completely.

Shi Yunhao trembled all over, but there was no fear on his face, only a surprised and enthusiastic smile.

His hair began to turn scarlet.

Some blurry lines appeared on the exposed skin of the body.

Among the cultivators attending the banquet, Xuan Tong suddenly raised his head, his gaze filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"Demon energy?"

Under the swirling sword energy, Shi Yunhao was startled, seemingly realizing his own loss of composure.

Suddenly, he raised his hands, his spiritual energy dissipated instantly, and his appearance returned to normal.

He let the sword energy slash towards him.

Seeing this, Song Yan casually pointed and shattered the sword energy.

"what……"

Shi Yunhao, no longer showing his previous impatience, slowly said, "I concede defeat."

(End of this chapter)