Who Told You I Only Have One Sword?

Both of them had now revealed their peak forms. Going all out, neither concealed their strength in the slightest. Fiery sparks erupted where the apocalyptic forms of Red Lotus and Dengxian clashed. Violent sword qi ravaged the void, and as their flickering silhouettes clashed, space itself shattered in an instant! The collapsing spatial forces twisted and tore at their physical bodies, yet both cultivated both spirit and martial paths, their physical strength tempered to a terrifying degree. In this head-on collision of pure force, neither yielded an inch. Li Guanqi channeled the full power of his Sword Prison into his body, sending rampant lightning storming across the arena. Yet Lu Wuhen was not weak either; even with the severe wound at his waist, his might remained undiminished. His ferocious Gengjin sword qi was incomparably sharp. Empowered by the sword tip, each arc tore through the lightning and hurtled straight toward Li Guanqi without losing momentum. As their figures blurred and flickered, the massive arena was pitted with craters and gouged with deep sword trenches in the blink of an eye. Had this Dao platform been placed within a sect right now, it would be a sacred ground where disciples could observe and comprehend sword intent. Yet the spectating cultivators held their breath, completely fixated on the savage clash. "Too terrifying... Such lethality doesn't look like that of Void Refining Realm cultivators at all. Every strike has power comparable to the half-step Body Integration realm!!" "I feel that if I went up against either of them, I wouldn't last ten breaths! Ten breaths and I'd be dead for sure!" "I feel the same. Both of them can release an Apocalypse form—just how high are the grades of their Sword Ruins...?" "Lu Wuhen's sword intent has probably touched the threshold of the Sword Soul Realm, hasn't it? Such monstrous talent." "Look! Even now, Yanluo Sword Venerable still holds the upper hand. His sword is just too fast!!" Amidst the crowd's clamor, the tide of battle shifted once more!! Seizing an opening, Li Guanqi knocked Lu Wuhen back with a sword blow and threw a devastating punch!! The moment the punch gathered momentum, Lu Wuhen felt as though countless colossal mountains had crashed down upon him. "Firmament Shatterer: Ten Thousand Mountains!!" Boom!!! A fist phantom of thunder spanning a hundred zhang plummeted from the heavens, smashing down at Lu Wuhen! Ignoring the spirit incantation thunder serpents darting toward him from all sides, Lu Wuhen slashed his blade with grim determination!! "Mad Dragon Blade Dance!!" Spinning at dizzying speed, his hurtling sword qi tore through the incoming lightning serpents, golden sword qi soaring skyward like leaves swept up by a gale!! Endless golden sword qi formed a blade tempest a full hundred zhang high!! Right after unleashing that blow, Li Guanqi gathered force and threw another punch. "Firmament Shatterer: Thousand-Layer Waves!!" Using the momentum of that punch, his figure vaulted into the sky. Red Lotus in his grasp erupted with blinding crimson radiance, its sword cry clear and resonant. His left hand blurred into afterimages, unleashing three terrifying flashes of sword light in rapid succession!! The sword light annihilated the void, plunging downward as swiftly as lightning!! "Heaven Breaker: Demon Subduer! Heaven Shatterer! Immortal Slayer!!!" Each sword beam was mightier than the last, their power multiplying with every stroke!! "Swords, rise!!!" Boom!!! Before his words faded, the Sword Prison domain expanded to engulf a thousand zhang around Li Guanqi. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of swords forged from lightning materialized out of thin air. Under the control of his vast divine sense, they rained down furiously below!! That was not all. Li Guanqi pressed his palms together, his hair whipping wildly in the wind like an enraged Vajra. Layer upon layer of terrifying lightning formed a barrier, sealing off the pocket of void where Lu Wuhen stood. "Spirit Incantation One Hundred Forty-Six: Hundred Realms Four-Direction Barrier!!" The endless layers of barriers wrapped around him like petals. Yet it was still not over. Li Guanqi's eyes widened in fury, and he slammed both hands into the void beneath his feet. "Spirit Incantation One Hundred Ninety-Six: Thunder Burial!!!" In an instant, boundless lightning primal energy surged forth, crashing toward the barrier like a roaring tide of flame!! Lightning blanketing three thousand zhang transformed into a true thunder purgatory, throwing up hundred-zhang lightning waves that slammed against the barrier. This unending array of techniques stunned everyone present; not a soul believed Lu Wuhen could possibly survive such a relentless onslaught!! Even Gu Yong, with his monstrous intellect, would never have imagined himself capable of executing such seamless, interlocking moves in such a short span of time! Having done all this, Li Guanqi stood in midair, panting heavily like a bellows. Such consecutive outbursts taxed even him; he had depleted at least twenty percent of his primal energy. He retrieved a Void Primal Pill and swallowed it down, simultaneously shattering thousands of spirit stones floating behind him. Dense spiritual energy formed a colossal vortex; the speed at which Li Guanqi absorbed it could only be described as a whale swallowing the sea. Yet everyone's eyes were fixed on the center of the arena, buried under billowing smoke, dust, and tempestuous lightning. Three crisscrossing sword gouges hundreds of zhang long testified to the terrifying power of those earlier strikes. *Gulp...* "Is Lu Wuhen still alive? Why can't I sense even a trace of his aura?" "He... he must be dead, right? It's hard to imagine anyone surviving an assault like that." "What a terrifying sequence of attacks—two fist auras from a Heaven-rank boxing art, three Heaven-rank sword techniques, a sky full of primal energy lightning swords, and combo spirit incantations..." Even Li Guanqi failed to sense any trace of Lu Wuhen's aura. Furrowing his brow, he spread his divine sense across the area below. Suddenly—! "Divine Art: Seal: Intimidation!" Boom!!!!! A feeble yet furious shout rang out abruptly! Immediately after, countless golden threads materialized out of thin air, binding Red Lotus firmly! Li Guanqi's eyes widened in shock. With a thought, he moved to recall Red Lotus to the sword coffin. Yet the golden threads extended in every direction, rooting themselves into the barrier formation and the Dao platform beneath their feet. The golden threads carried an overwhelmingly potent sealing power, yet this power was directed solely at Red Lotus!! In the blink of an eye, a golden cocoon a zhang wide formed in midair! Li Guanqi's expression darkened completely. He had never expected his opponent to survive such a ferocious onslaught, let alone execute such a powerful sealing technique! As Li Guanqi retreated rapidly, an inexplicable flash of inspiration surfaced in his mind. And within that inspiration was the method to break this seal! *Divine Art: Pardon: Void!* Yet mastering this divine art would take time. Li Guanqi's gaze finally settled upon the deep crater filled with pools of thunder. Lu Wuhen stood drenched in blood within the pit, a faint, chilling sneer hanging at the corner of his mouth. That smile held an inexplicable mockery. Then, Lu Wuhen's voice drifted out slowly. "Li Guanqi, let's see how you fight me without your sword!!" No one knew what price Lu Wuhen had paid to withstand that onslaught. At this moment, the flesh on Lu Wuhen's back was torn and bloody, as though a layer of skin had been flayed by knives, and the spirit runes of the three ferocious beasts had completely dissipated... Yet at that moment, a cold smile curved Li Guanqi's lips. "Who told you I only carry one sword?" Slowly spreading his left hand, Li Guanqi roared with a ferocious expression: "Where is Yanluo?!"