Chapter 393 - 191: The Divine Sword’s 7 Absolutes
Chapter 393: Chapter 191: The Divine Sword’s 7 Absolutes
Blood gushed out as the body slowly crumpled to the ground.
Though it felt like an eternity, the whole exchange had happened in a mere instant.
The Divine Swordsmen of Sword God Palace on either side watched in stunned silence as their Sword Master died, a mixture of shock and fury rising within them.
Just as they were about to attack, Chen Mengzhu shouted:
"Stop!
"Fang Shuwen, the Palace Master invited you to the inner sanctum for a discussion.
"We came to you in good faith. Why did you suddenly attack and kill?"
Fang Shuwen raised his eyes to Chen Mengzhu and shook his head lightly.
"It seems the so-called three great Sword Masters of Sword God Palace are nothing more than frauds living off an empty reputation.
"It’s one thing for your Martial Arts to be mediocre, but for you to be this slow-witted is another thing entirely.
"The entire Northern Domain knows of the grudge between me and your Sword God Palace.
"This sudden shift from arrogance to courtesy can only mean you’re up to no good. Your invitation is surely a trap. Rather than spare these people only to be surrounded by you later...
"...why don’t I just kill my way in and be done with it all?"
Chen Mengzhu’s expression darkened.
"In that case... kill him!"
She could see it clearly now. This Fang Shuwen was completely intractable. He operated by his own rules and wouldn’t be swayed by anyone.
No scheme, no trap, would work on him.
If they wanted to kill him, they had to do it directly.
However, Chen Mengzhu still had a trick up her sleeve. ’Since an invitation is useless, why not lure him...?’
’In any case, Fang Shuwen’s goal is to slaughter his way into Sword God Palace anyway.’
’So, we can use a portion of our disciples to fight him, then conduct a fighting retreat to draw him into the inner sanctum. We can still achieve our objective that way.’
With this thought in mind, she shot a meaningful glance at the disciples on either side.
Then, she was the first to charge back toward Sword God Palace.
But at that very moment, a figure suddenly appeared before her.
Chen Mengzhu froze. She looked up just in time to see a treacherous, storm-like palm strike descending upon her.
Who else could it be but Fang Shuwen?
"You!"
Chen Mengzhu was furious. ’This Fang Shuwen is going too far!’
She didn’t dare to clash with him head-on. With a tap of her foot, she leaped into the air, dodging the palm strike and retreating behind the crowd of Divine Swordsmen.
But she had intended to rush into Sword God Palace; this retreat took her in the opposite direction.
Her only option now was to find a way to circle around Fang Shuwen while he was engaged with the others.
But before that thought could even fully form, Fang Shuwen suddenly clapped his hands together. Behind him, a terrifying Dharma Aspect materialized.
It was a ferocious, ethereal projection of a Fire God. As Fang Shuwen pushed his hands forward, the Fire God Dharma Aspect extended its four arms in unison.
An overwhelming, tyrannical Fire Palm Power swept out in all directions.
In an instant, a large patch of accumulated snow on the steps of Sword God Palace melted away.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Figure after figure was engulfed by the Fire Force, the spreading Palm Power sending them flying in every direction.
When she looked up again, Fang Shuwen was already charging toward her.
Chen Mengzhu gritted her silver teeth. Only now did she realize that the reports she had read were just cold, lifeless words. Only by facing this man in person could one truly feel the terrifying pressure he exuded.
It wasn’t that Chen Mengzhu was unaware of the technique Fang Shuwen had just used.
But in the heat of battle, how could one’s mind process so much in an instant?
Most importantly, according to their original plan, they weren’t even supposed to be fighting yet...
Fang Shuwen wasn’t following their script, forcing them to improvise everything on the spot.
And now, seeing that not a single Divine Swordsman around her could stop him, she found herself with no path of retreat. With a sharp cry, she flicked her longsword and charged straight at Fang Shuwen!
Her Swordsmanship was not of the River of Sword Qi school. The River of Sword Qi was an Ultimate Skill that Ye Wufeng had created by innovating upon Sword God Palace’s Sect’s Divine Skill, the "Primal Beginning Sword Scripture," blending it with the palace’s various other ultimate techniques.
Chen Mengzhu practiced the "Divine Sword Seven Absolutes," considered the greatest Swordsmanship in Sword God Palace, second only to the "Primal Beginning Sword Scripture."
Against any other opponent, she could have executed it step-by-step. But facing Fang Shuwen, she had no such luxury. In a flash, she unleashed the techniques of the "Divine Sword Seven Absolutes" one after another.
First Sword: Traceless. Second Sword: Returning Wind. Third Sword: Triple Lunge. Fourth Sword: Listening to the Rain. Fifth Sword: Lingering Light. Sixth Sword: Pinning the Army!
All six absolutes were unleashed simultaneously, save for the seventh sword!
In that instant, everywhere Fang Shuwen looked—in front, behind, as far as the eye could see—was filled with dark green sword light.
Chen Mengzhu was fighting with desperate fury. She refused to die like the previous two Sword Masters, killed by Fang Shuwen before they could even display their skills.
If she had to die, she would die fighting.
Thus, despite her severe injuries, she gritted her teeth and unleashed the full sequence of her Swordsmanship.
But in the very next instant, Chen Mengzhu’s pupils contracted to the size of pinpricks.
In the face of the "Divine Sword Seven Absolutes," Fang Shuwen answered with a single punch.
Sea-Shaking Divine Fist—Eight-Direction Burst!
The force of this fist was condensed into a single point. The moment it was thrown, all the surrounding Sword Qi was swept away.
Chen Mengzhu coughed up a spray of blood as she was sent flying several dozen feet.
While still in mid-air, she suddenly snapped her head up, twisted her body, and stomped on the empty air, roaring furiously:
"Seventh Sword... Mutual Destruction!"
The final sword of the "Divine Sword Seven Absolutes."
A sword of no return.
Her Inner Strength was fused into a single point, her Essence, Qi, and Spirit focused on one goal. She abandoned all defensive maneuvers, all regard for her own safety. There was only the sword!
This was an unexpected development even for Fang Shuwen. He had assumed Chen Mengzhu would die from his last punch, or at the very least be left with no strength to fight back.
He never expected she could still muster such a brilliant counterattack.
A strange light gleamed in Fang Shuwen’s eyes.
"A fine move!"