Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 121 One Man, One Sword, Facing Ten Saints Alone
One who cultivates the seventh sword technique of the wordless sword manual to perfection can be called a sword saint.

Most of the sword saints in the Kunlun Realm today have reached the seventh level of swordsmanship.

To condense the profound energy of the sword path, one needs to cultivate Sword Eight to its peak.

At the age of two hundred, Qingyu Sword Saint cultivated to the seventh level of swordsmanship and was awarded the title of Sword Saint. It took him another two hundred and twenty years to cultivate the eighth level of swordsmanship to the great perfection and condense the profound energy of swordsmanship.

Although she has not yet broken through to the Saint King realm, with her profound sword skills, she is capable of fighting even against a Saint King.

The blood of the Purple Thunder Blood Saint continued to gush out, and the sword energy remaining in the Sword Dao Profound Qi kept tearing at his wounds, making them unable to heal.

Holy blood flowed onto the pile of rubble, igniting crimson flames.

His expression was filled with terror, and he dared not take another step toward the Azure Feather Temple.

Yan Kaixuan, who had just witnessed the sword strike, was also stunned and lost in thought.

So cruel!

With just one sword strike, he nearly killed an Undying Blood Clan expert at the True Saint level. Qingyu Sword Saint's strength is among the top of all Sword Saints.

Apart from the Holy Maiden Palace Chief of the Moon Worshiping Demonic Cult, who in the entire Central Region of Nine Provinces is her match below the Holy King level?

"Senior Qingyu Sword Saint has made a move."

"As expected of the Sword Saint, he severely injured the Undying Blood Clan's Saint with a single sword strike."

"With the Heaven-Slaying Sword drawn, who among the Undying Blood Clan can contend with it?"

Xiang Zhengfeng stood amidst the swirling, chaotic petals of azalea blossoms, the blood at the corner of his mouth already dried.

He turned back to look into the Azure Feather Temple, staring at the sword-wielding figure enveloped in dazzling holy light.

One man and one sword, at this moment, seemed to hold up the heavens and the earth.

"Master..."

Mei Xiluo's mood had plummeted to rock bottom, but seeing Qingyu Sword Saint make a move, she suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.

Purple Thunder Blood Saint put away the Purple Thunder Heavenly Bell, which had been broken into two pieces, and stared warily in the direction of Azure Feather Temple, guarding against a possible second sword strike from Azure Feather Sword Saint.

Having mastered the Eight Swords Techniques and condensed the profound sword energy, Qingyu Sword Saint, with the support of the Myriad Swords Slaying Heaven Formation, would likely be no match for even a Saint King entering the formation.

The holy figure in front of the Azure Feather Temple exuded a majestic aura. With a sword in hand, the rules of swordsmanship in the world were activated, and the entire Spirit Cuckoo Hill was transformed into a world of swordsmanship, standing in opposition to the Eight Blood God Banners in the void outside the hill.

"The Heaven-Slaying Sword is in my hands. If the Undying Blood Clan wants to die, feel free to come and try."

The voice of the Azure Feather Sword Saint echoed in the void, carrying an overbearing arrogance that looked down upon all the saints.

Outside Lingjuan Hill, Prince Xia's face was ashen, and he cursed the good-for-nothing in his heart.

The cost and effort required to place a pawn next to the Azure Feather Sword Saint were immeasurable, and in the end, the poisoning attempt failed, resulting in a complete failure.

The Azure Feather Sword Saint could not have severely injured the Purple Lightning Blood Saint with a single sword strike if he had been poisoned by the Underworld King's Blood Poison.

"Then let's just launch a direct attack. No matter how high his swordsmanship is, how long can an old man who is about to die hold on? With the Eight Blood God Banners, it is enough to suppress the Myriad Swords Annihilation Formation."

"Please, Your Highness, lead the Blood Saints to take charge of the Eight Blood God Banners. I will personally go and slay her."

Taiko activated the Ten Saints Blood Armor at his waist with his holy energy, and the power of the ten saintly phantoms enhanced his body, causing his aura to rise continuously.

Taige Wang's cultivation has reached the peak of the Supreme Saint realm, and he also possesses the supreme treasure, the Ten Saints Blood Armor. His strength is several times greater than that of the Purple Thunder Blood Saint.

The sword-wielding figure enveloped in holy light did not continue to attack. He turned and walked into the hall, summoning Xiang Zhengfeng and Mei Xiluo inside.

The palace doors closed, and the holy light surrounding the sword-wielding figure quickly dissipated, revealing the emperor's pale figure.

Simultaneously bearing the holy energy of the Azure Feather Sword Saint and the spiritual power of Mei Huangsheng, if Di Yi had not cultivated the Five Elements Divine Demon Body and reached the Supreme Realm four times in the four realms of martial arts, with the marks of the gods protecting his Qi Sea, he would have already exploded and died.

Even so, the previous sword strike was still too much of a burden for him, pushing his physical body and martial spirit to their limits.

The Azure Feather Sword Saint took out a pill and put it into Di Yi's mouth. The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and streams of gentle life essence circulated throughout his body. In just a few breaths, Di Yi recovered most of his strength.

"I don't have many withered wood pills left. Emperor Yi, you need to hurry up and recover. If the Undying Blood Clan makes another move, it will definitely be an even stronger one."

Di Yi did not answer. He sat cross-legged and focused all his efforts on refining the medicinal power of the Withered Wood Pill to restore his own condition.

Xiang Zhengfeng stared blankly at the scene before him for a moment before reacting after hearing Qingyu Sword Saint's words.

"Just now, it wasn't Master who made the move... but him?"

The Azure Feather Sword Saint's expression was solemn as he said, "Zhengfeng and Xiluo, I am poisoned by the Underworld King's Blood Poison and cannot be cured in a short time. I can only inject my Holy Qi into Di Yi's body so that he can wield the Heaven-Slaying Sword and activate the power of the Myriad Swords Heaven-Slaying Array to impersonate me."

A strange light appeared in Mei Xiluo's eyes as she looked at the figure in black robes sitting cross-legged on the ground.

She had also heard the name 'Di Yi' from the Azure Feather Sword Saint. At that time, the Azure Feather Sword Saint praised her sword talent, and she was somewhat unconvinced.

Xiang Zhengfeng also looked at Di Yi, his shock mixed with admiration. Disguising himself as the Azure Feather Sword Saint and facing a Saint of the Undying Blood Clan was something not everyone could do. The oppressive aura of a Saint was beyond the capacity of a Fish-Dragon Realm warrior to withstand. "Master, my cultivation is higher than Brother Di Yi's. Why not let me bear your Saintly aura?"

Qingyu Sword Saint shook his head and said, "You are not good enough. On Lingjuan Hill now, only Di Yi can bear my holy energy and wield the Ten Thousand Swords Heaven-Slaying Formation."

"He reached the supreme realm multiple times during the four realms of martial arts, and his physique was unparalleled in the world. He possessed all five elements and evolved into chaos. Chaos is inclusive and has almost infinite tension, which is why he was able to bear my sacred energy."

“If it were you, the moment my holy energy entered your body, the holy energy within you would go out of control, and your dantian would be destroyed.”

Mei Huangsheng also spoke up, "He was able to control the Myriad Swords Slaying Heaven Formation by relying on my spiritual power and the Heaven-Slaying Sword. Do you think you can withstand the impact of my spiritual power?"

The Myriad Swords Slaying Heaven Formation was jointly set up by the Azure Feather Sword Saint and the formation master of the Starry Sky Sect. The Azure Feather Sword Saint could control the formation with his Holy Soul and mobilize its power. If Di Yi wanted to activate the formation, he could only rely on Mei Huangsheng's spiritual power.

The Azure Feather Sword Saint integrated all his sword dao insights into the Myriad Swords Slaying Heaven Formation. The previous Sword Dao Profound Qi was condensed by Emperor Yi using the formation. Otherwise, how could he, with his second level of Sword Three, have unleashed the Sword Dao Profound Qi?

Knowing that he could neither bear the holy energy of the Azure Feather Sword Saint nor withstand the spiritual power of Sect Master Mei, Xiang Zhengfeng looked at Di Yi with increasing admiration.

Of all the people in the world, none can surpass him.

But soon, he became worried again.

“Master, Sect Master Mei, although the Di brothers have the Mark of the Gods protecting their Qi Sea Martial Soul and their unparalleled physical physique, they may not be able to hold on for long while bearing the cultivation of two top Saint Realm experts at the same time.”

"This disciple is not talented. Even if I can only deliver one blow, as long as I can contribute my meager strength, I will have no regrets even if I die."

Mei Xiluo also spoke up, "Me too."

A faint smile of satisfaction appeared on Qingyu Sword Saint's face. She was very pleased with the performance of her two disciples in this life-or-death situation.

If either of them manages to escape, the glory of the Zhutian Sword lineage will surely be restored in the future.

"No need, I can manage."

Di Yi refined the medicinal power of the Withered Wood Pill, opened his eyes, and stood up abruptly, standing upright like a holy sword.

His gaze fell on Xiang Zhengfeng, dispelling his doubts. Xiang Zhengfeng could not possibly be an Undying Blood Clan member in disguise, given that he was able to stand in front of the Azure Feather Temple in a situation where death was certain.

Undying vampires can acquire memories by drinking human blood. If an undying vampire half-saint with cultivation and combat power similar to Xiang Zhengfeng were to drain his holy blood and devour his holy soul, and then disguise himself as Xiang Zhengfeng, who could tell the difference between the real and the fake?

The Xiang Zhengfeng before us is still alive, with flesh and blood and a soul; he is a true disciple of the Sword Saint.

Qingyu Sword Saint looked at Di Yi and said in a deep voice, "Zhengfeng and Xiluo's words make sense. They have both cultivated the White Emperor Heavenly Pivot Sword Technique. If they disregard life and death, they can also unleash a powerful attack with the help of the Myriad Swords Slaying Heaven Formation."

Di Yi still shook his head: "To exchange one's life for the power of a single blow is merely a matter of dying sooner or later. If the Undying Blood Clan sees through the senior's true situation, we will surely die tonight."

"Only by disguising myself as a senior and displaying enough combat power to make the Undead Blood Clan retreat temporarily can I gain a glimmer of hope."

After a long silence, the Azure Feather Sword Saint sighed softly, "Even if you have the Five Elements Divine Demon Body and the divine marks protecting your Qi Sea, you can only last for ten breaths at most. Ten breaths is not enough to repel the Undying Blood Clan."

The emperor remained calm, having already made his decision. He grasped the Heaven-Slaying Sword in his hand and took out a drop of divine blood.

The blood of the gods shines like a crystal, containing vast energy and the unique power of the gods.

"On my own, I can only last for ten breaths, but if I refine the divine blood at the same time, and use the power of the divine blood to strengthen my physical body and martial soul, I can last for a longer time."

Even Qingyu Sword Saint and Mei Huangsheng were shocked by his words.

For cultivators in the Fish-Dragon Realm to refine divine blood, they need to perform a grand sacrifice to draw upon the power of the gods in order to successfully refine it.

Di Yi actually wanted to refine divine blood while bearing the cultivation of two top saints and fighting to the death with the Undying Blood Clan. What's the difference between this and courting death?
Di Yi revealed two divine seals in his palm, exuding a strong sense of confidence and determination.

"Before coming to Lingjuan Hill, I had already refined two drops of divine blood without relying on the power of sacrifice. I reached the Supreme Realm four times in the four realms of martial arts, and with the marks of the gods on my body, I could refine divine blood without needing to draw on the power of the gods. My brow sea was the altar, and the blood of the Undying Blood Clan was the offering."

Outside Lingjuan Hill, eight blood-red battle flags erupted with even more dazzling blood light. Led by Prince Xia, eight immortal blood clan saints each held a battle flag, drawing upon the holy power of the Yellow Heaven Blood Emperor within the flags, attempting to suppress the Myriad Swords Heaven-Slaying Formation.

Taiko-Oh's sacred body, encased in the Ten Sacred Blood Armor, stood six zhang tall. The three pairs of silver blood wings on his back unfurled like six blood clouds, simultaneously drawing upon the power of the Eight Blood God Banners to strengthen himself.

With each step he took, the entire Spirit Cuckoo Hill trembled. In just ten steps, he had traveled from the market to the top of the hill, passing the Purple Thunder Blood Saint.

"Zi Lei, come with me to kill Su Qingyu and retrieve the Zhutian Sword."

Taige Wang drew a long sword from the Ten Saints Blood Armor. The sword was old and worn, but it was a thousand-patterned sacred artifact with more than seven thousand inscriptions inside, making it a higher grade than the Purple Thunder Heavenly Bell.

The longsword was revived in Taiko's hands, every inscription was activated, and the seven layers of holy light were arranged and stacked, converging into a thousand-patterned destructive force.

Purple Thunder Blood Saint stored the fragment of Purple Thunder Heavenly Bell into his Qi Sea, took out another seal-shaped sacred artifact, and activated it with his sacred energy. The sacred seal transformed into a thunder dragon with considerable power.

Taige Wang looked up and saw a sword-wielding figure emerge from the Azure Feather Temple. His outline was indistinct, and it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female. All that could be seen was his overwhelming battle might and soaring sword energy.

"The Grand Prince under the command of the Blood Emperor Qitian has come to learn from the skill of the Azure Feather Sword Saint."

The figure holding the sword held the Zhutian Sword horizontally with one hand and behind his back with the other. Profound energy condensed on the sword's edge, and he assumed the second move of the White Emperor's Heavenly Pivot Sword Technique, "Wang Ju Wu Jiu" (King's Abode Without Blame), upholding righteousness and resolving danger.

"White Emperor Heavenly Pivot, there is no escape from death. Tonight, I will slay ten Blood Saints and let the world know what the Heaven-Slaying Frost Blade that cuts through the flowing clouds truly means!"

(End of this chapter)