Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Elder Ling, Are You Watching?

The killing miasma keeps pouring in.

Layer after layer of miasma blankets the whole Azure Lotus.

Blue light tries hard to break out, but as Ren Gu attacks without pause, the miasma grows faster and faster.

Red is about to swallow her entire sea of consciousness.

Stinging pain surges through her mind again and again.

If it were anyone else, the miasma would blur their spirit first, and flaws would show right after.

But Li Shuang is different.

She cultivates the Rebirth Art, a Soul Method far above this miasma.

Though the miasma has the numbers, the Azure Lotus refuses to yield.

Li Shuang’s choice is not to be worn down.

It is to fight back.

Fight like mad.

Crash against it like a storm. [A bit of miasma wants to crush my sea of consciousness? Keep dreaming. Not a chance.]

The Azure Lotus inside her sea of consciousness flares in anger and slowly begins to spin.

The Lotus fights with all it has, and the pain in her mind grows sharper and sharper.

This pain could drive anyone insane.

Yet Li Shuang’s face stays cold as ice.

Her footwork remains exquisite. Her responses are still perfect.

She acts as if she is not affected at all.

Ren Gu sneers: “Li Shuang, I want to see where else you can run!”

In a flash, he shoves the hilt forward and the blade, wrapped in golden light, shoots out like lightning.

Li Shuang’s Sword Domain is pierced by the huge blade light; it melts like snow and shatters completely.

Ren Gu bares his teeth and growls: “I admit you are talented, but in front of absolute power, talent means nothing.”

No matter how great a prodigy she is, today he will end her path of cultivation.

With the Sword Domain broken, Ren Gu grabs his long blade and swings down at Li Shuang.

Lin Qing Ling’s heart tightens. Compared to Ren Gu, Li Shuang’s spiritual power is far too thin.

Yes, her footwork is ingenious.

But such footwork also burns a lot of power.

After only three rapid dodges, half of her mid stage Golden Core Stage power is gone.

Although the Supreme Emotionless Art runs without stopping and lengthens her stamina, the gap in strength is too large. What she regains cannot keep up with what she spends.

If she keeps dodging like this, a few more times and her power will run dry.

Then she will be fish on the chopping block.

Lin Qing Ling grows anxious.

She knows Li Shuang is not reckless, but no matter how she looks, she cannot see how Li Shuang can win.

Li Shuang moves again, slipping past another slash, and spends still more power.

Ren Gu laughs and charges without hesitation: “Come on, keep hiding.”

Yan Zhong He smiles.

He does not even bother to look at Cong Xin and Wu Ling Chuan.

But this senior disciple will not let him down.

He will win back all the face the Tyrant Blade Sect lost.

He knows well how much Meng Yi Fei values Li Shuang.

But now it does not matter.

She was foolish to accept such terms.

A so-called genius will soon become a useless cripple.

Ren Gu rushes in again.

Li Shuang stays unusually calm and calls out in a clear voice: “Elder Ling, are you watching?”

Elder Ling?

The arena falls quiet.

Doubt flickers in every eye.

The Sword Sect has only one Elder Ling, the Warden of the Treasure Pavilion.

But why bring her up now?

Yan Zhong He cannot help but chuckle: “How amusing. Knowing she will lose, she seeks help? Will your Elder Ling force her way in?”

Meng Yi Fei says nothing, but a trace of doubt flashes in his gaze.

After a brief silence, a voice sounds from the empty air.

“I am.”

Elder Ling’s voice is distant and cold to the extreme.

Li Shuang smiles: “Elder Ling, do you remember what I promised you?”

Most people look confused.

At the Library Pavilion’s gate, a subtle change crosses Elder Ling’s face.

She sets the last stitch.

Then an eagle lifts off from her embroidered handkerchief.

In the span of a breath, the eagle reaches the Martial Arena.

Elder Ling’s voice comes from the eagle’s beak: “Eagle’s Eye, it is my eye.”

Li Shuang nods: “Disciple understands.”

Ren Gu’s face twists even more: “At a time like this, you dare to split your focus!”

He roars: “Gathering Miasma! Heaven Severing Blade, first form!”

Red miasma coils around him, and a bloody scent spreads over the stage.

The Azure Lotus spins faster. The stings in Li Shuang’s mind grow even sharper.

She acts as if she feels nothing.

Gripping the Black Abyss Sword, she stops dodging. The last of her spiritual power surges into the dull, lightless stone in the sword.

A golden light bursts up the instant her power enters.

Expectation glints in Elder Ling’s eyes.

That stone is the Hidden Dragon Stone.

The Hidden Dragon Stone is a Sixth Tier treasure.

The Black Abyss Sword right now is barely Fourth Tier.

Can a Fourth Tier sword carry the strength of a Sixth Tier treasure?

A Purple Affinity Sword Spirit truly is extraordinary.

No, it is not just affinity.

Even with perfect fit, bearing Sixth Tier power would still be very hard.

Unless Li Shuang has another plan.

The eagle’s eyes lock on the stage.

As the blade falls, the Hidden Dragon Stone awakens, and to everyone’s shock, the Sword Spirit Li Li appears above the Black Abyss Sword.

A deep Dragon Roar Sword resounds over the arena.

In the next heartbeat, Li Li’s form becomes a dragon.

Li Shuang lifts her hand, and Li Li mirrors her with a raised claw.

For a breath, their movements are exactly one.

Meng Yi Fei’s beard trembles as he leaps to his feet and blurts: “This feeling…”

It is as if the sword cultivator and the Sword Spirit have become a perfect whole.

Their minds are one. They are truly merged.

A Sword Spirit grows through three realms.

First is Phantom Stage.

Then Manifesting Reality.

Last is Unity of Heaven and Man.

Everyone knows this.

Purple Affinity is rare and precious.

But to reach Unity of Heaven and Man at the Golden Core Stage already?

Is that not too much?