Chapter 47: Can’t Take It Away...

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Can’t Take It Away...

SHIIING~~

After Chen Sha pinched the slender Manhood Sword between two fingers, he flicked it, sending it flying back. Its sharp Sword Qi seemed to be aiming straight for its own master.

HUMMM~~

In the end, however, it landed steadily three feet in front of the horrified Wuu Liusheng. He caught it with one hand, holding it before him with the blade pointed directly at Chen Sha.

"What a well-hidden Dao Yi Sect Leader."

He asked in a low voice,

"So you are already a master in the Grandmaster Realm!"

The moment these words were spoken, the whistling Sword Qi before the Spirit Official Hall could not drown out the wave of excitement that swept through the people of Dao Yi Mountain, nor the stunned cries from Lin Qingqing and her brother.

"The Grandmaster Realm!"

They all turned to look at the young Sect Leader, who stood straight as a pillar with his hands clasped behind his back.

"The Sect Leader has entered the Grandmaster Realm!"

Naturally, Song Yu and the others were the most thrilled.

During the last attack on the mountain gate by the Extraordinary Nine Monsters, they had heard confirmation from Chen Sha himself that he was still some distance from the Grandmaster Realm.

’I can’t believe it... It’s only been such a short time...’

’Or did the Sect Leader not tell them the truth last time?’

Song Yu couldn’t help but recall how Chen Sha had been in seclusion for the past two days, not even eating the meals the Daoists brought him. ’Could he have broken through in just these two days?’

’If that’s true, then his martial aptitude and talent are on par with our late master back in his day!’

The former Sect Leader had also stepped into the Grandmaster Realm in his twenties. ’To think that our current Sect Leader, my junior brother, is no less capable than his father!’

"Chen Canxuan certainly raised a fine son!"

However, Wuu Liusheng, whose sword had just been caught and flicked back by Chen Sha, wore a cold expression.

His graying beard and hair whipped about, pulled by the True Qi surging from his body. He said,

"Since you’re also in the Grandmaster Realm, then let me see if you are truly as formidable as Chen Canxuan was in his youth!"

Despite his words, the old man in the cotton-padded jacket was in turmoil. Chen Sha’s Cultivation and the way he had effortlessly repelled his sword with a flick of his fingers both pointed to the young man’s tyrannical strength.

’After Li Jianzhou’s failed attempt to seize power, to think the world could have so severely misjudged the strength of this young Dao Yi Sect Leader.’

But even so, how could he possibly retreat now?

Chen Sha had been right. Controlling the Sword with Qi required the profound Power of a First-Grade Great Innate to steadily command a Sword Artifact with a terrifying amount of True Qi.

Those in the Grandmaster Realm, after all, simply lacked the reserves of Qi Power.

He had previously assumed Chen Sha merely possessed the strength of a Grandmaster, and so he believed one strike using Controlling the Sword with Qi would decide the victor, scoring a beautiful comeback for his Sword God lineage. Now it seemed... reclaiming the Great River Sword would not be as easy as he first thought.

’I’ll have to handle this myself!’

SHIING!

Without another word, the Elder Sword Champion held his Manhood Sword and thrust it forward!

Empowered by his physical body and True Qi, the strike instantly manifested layers of sword light. The Sword Intent and Sword Qi became almost tangible, enveloping the area!

In Chen Sha’s eyes, the approaching sword seemed to transform. For a moment, it was like a Celestial God riding a dragon into the heavens, patrolling the world with an incredibly powerful and majestic aura.

This was the peerless Sword Technique of the Sword God lineage.

A single thrust, like riding a dragon to rule the heavens. It was a marvelous Sword Form that the Elder Sword God Chu had comprehended from the Daoist Scripture long ago.

"When the six positions are established, one rides the six dragons to rule the heavens."

In the hands of Chu Yankai, this Sword Technique was devastating. When combined with the Six Swords in the Box and mastered to the point of a Great Success Sword Array using Controlling the Sword with Qi, he became like the Celestial God described in the Daoist Scripture, riding six dragons beneath his feet.

Each sword was a dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws—the chief of scaled creatures, the king of ten thousand swords!

WHOOSH~~

As the old man in the cotton-padded jacket lunged with his sword, Chen Sha’s expression remained calm, but his movements were as fierce and violent as a dragon.

BOOM!

A thunderous sound rolled out from under his feet as he raised his palm with lightning speed. It generated layers of Sword Gang, and he met Wuu Liusheng’s famous sword with his bare hands!

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

In an instant, palm and sword clashed seven or eight times, producing a series of dull, ringing sounds.

’This level of Palm Power...’

Wuu Liusheng’s expression changed again. He saw Chen Sha’s palm strike coming, carrying a rolling torrent of air that caused all the leaves on the trees before the Spirit Official Hall to fall at once.

It was Huang Yaoshi’s "Luoying Divine Sword Palm," yet it wasn’t entirely. Built on the foundation of the Luoying Divine Sword Palm’s ability to sheathe the palm in Sword Gang and turn the hand into a Divine Sword, it was backed by the incomparably masculine and righteous Dragon Subduing Palm Power!

’You have a dragon-riding sword!’

’Then I, a humble Daoist, will simply subdue your dragon!’

The two different types of Palm Power blended harmoniously between Chen Sha’s fingers. Not only did they not conflict, but they created a display that was both exquisitely beautiful and tyrannically domineering!

BANG!

His fair, slender palm repeatedly struck Wuu Liusheng’s Manhood Sword, pressing down on it. Every time it collided with the blade’s edge, it would knock the Manhood Sword high into the air!

"Six Dragons Return Day!"

Wuu Liusheng roared inwardly as his Sword Technique suddenly changed. The tip of his sword guided his True Qi, spinning it in front of him. Instantly, the airflow in the air became like six great rivers, rushing toward Chen Sha from six different directions!

"It’s a shame you only have one sword..."

Chen Sha sighed in the face of this strike. Chu Yankai’s Sword Technique was truly unparalleled in their time. If he had all six swords, the power of this lineage’s Swordsmanship would increase exponentially.

But right now, there was only one.

At Chen Sha’s Realm, it didn’t matter whether he had a weapon or not; it didn’t hinder his combat ability. In fact, with the addition of the "Palm Sword Gang Force" from the Luoying Divine Sword Palm, he could even overwhelm armed opponents with his bare hands.

And so, as the faint sound of Chen Sha’s sigh still lingered in Wuu Liusheng’s ears, a palm had already appeared before him. It seemed to pause for a moment in mid-air before violently pressing down!

RUMBLE~~

With this palm strike, Chen Sha’s profound Grandmaster Cultivation erupted with tyrannical force, spreading a searing heatwave through the air.

BANG!

The palm slammed into the body of Wuu Liusheng’s sword.

BOOM!

Wuu Liusheng immediately felt an indescribably terrifying and tyrannical Vigorous Qi travel from the sword’s blade straight up his entire arm. In an instant, his sword hand went numb and limp...

At the same time, Chen Sha’s fair palm, which had struck the Manhood Sword, closed its five fingers into a grip. He was going to forcibly snatch the sword right out of Wuu Liusheng’s hand!

"Like father, like son? How can I suffer such a great humiliation!"

Infinite fury erupted from the old man’s cloudy eyes. He made a decision instantly and let out a low shout:

"Great River Sword, come!"

The Sword Qi of the Sword God lineage surged, immediately causing the ancient, decaying scabbard hanging from the rafters of the Spirit Official Hall to hum and tremble.

Everyone present turned to look, shaken by the sound.

HUMMM~~

A clear sword cry rang out, like a dragon’s roar emerging from the sea. A longsword came slicing through the air, parting it with a vast and mighty force, descending from the heavens like the surging waters of a great river!

The sword shot toward Chen Sha!

Hearing the sound behind him, Chen Sha was not the least bit flustered. Instead, he laughed heartily, "Excellent! I may not have had the chance to see all six swords, but seeing two today makes this battle with you worthwhile!"

He immediately gave up on snatching the Manhood Sword. With a stamp of his foot, he sidestepped, dodging the Great River Sword’s mighty strike.

A moment later, Wuu Liusheng was already holding two swords, his Sword Intent climbing to its Peak.

"If you can take this punch, you can take the swords!"

Chen Sha clasped his hands behind his back, then smacked his fist into his open palm. His body moved in sync with the sound. He raised his fist high, stamped his foot, and amid a rolling current of air like thunder shaking the earth, the punch landed before Wuu Liusheng.

It was none other than,

The Dao Yi Seal!

Wuu Liusheng felt as if a fair-skinned fist had descended from the heavens. The pressure from this single punch caused the air within several dozen feet of him to ripple violently like the surface of water.

His expression changed involuntarily. "Chen Canxuan’s invincible technique!"

Only then did he belatedly realize that throughout the entire fight, the young Sect Leader had never once used Dao Yi Mountain’s strongest Martial Arts!

He let out a long cry. With the two Divine Swords of the Sword God in hand, he crossed them and swung them upward to meet Chen Sha’s punch!

Everyone in front of the Spirit Official Hall was so nervous they didn’t dare to breathe.

It was over in an instant.

BANG!

The moment Wuu Liusheng made contact with the Vigorous Qi from Chen Sha’s overwhelming punch, he felt like a mere mortal caught under a collapsing sky, and his Heart Spirit shattered.

CLANG~~

The two swords were struck. Although the blades were unharmed, they were pressed back by the overwhelming force of the punch, moving from a foot in front of Wuu Liusheng’s chest to just an inch away in a flash, and then...

The fair-skinned fist slid past the blades and slammed viciously into Wuu Liusheng’s chest!

"WAAH..."

The old man in the cotton-padded jacket spat blood toward the sky as he was sent flying backward. He crashed directly into a hundred-year-old pine tree in front of the Spirit Official Hall, snapping the ancient tree in half before tumbling down the steps.

"Old man..."

A young woman’s cry of alarm came from within the dissipating currents of Qi. Her figure quickly chased after him, arriving in front of Wuu Liusheng.

"Are you alright?"

It was Lin Qingqing.

Wuu Liusheng used the two swords as crutches to rise from the steps to a half-kneeling position. He gazed at the two blades stuck in the ground before him and slowly released his hands from the hilts of the Great River and Manhood swords. He gave a desolate smile.

"I can’t take them. I can’t take either of them."