Li Qiye had already talked about going easy on the saber saint even before the start of the battle. This could have invited ridicules in the past because of the saint’s cultivation. It was indeed impressive among the young generation. Perhaps not even Eight Formation True Emperor could take him on.
Now, Li Qiye spoke as if he was so certain of victory. Of course, no one opened their mouth because they knew that a fierce battle was going to ensue.
The one paying the most attention was Tang Hexiang. He attentively stared at the two while holding his spear tight enough that his fingers started to turn white. The guy resembled a bow fully drawn, ready to shoot at any moment.
“I should thank you for showing mercy then.” The saber saint showed no sign of anger and took a deep breath before slowly unsheathed his saber, issuing a metallic hum.
During this slow process, the saber and the sheath had a clear sound from the friction, almost like a song of sorts. More and more of the shy glint inched out. Once the entire de left its cover, its brilliance rushed out all at once.
“ng!” The saber hummed loudly and clearly like jade and gold hitting each other with a trace of grand dao contained within.
Space rippled as a result. Though he has yet to emit his explosive aura, the saber intent was in full swing. His saber stood tall among the heaven and earth,pletely immovable. No one could take half a step past him and his eventual sh.
“ng!” Another hymn came about, not from the de itself this time around but from the saber saint.
As he held the saber with both arms, he became an invincible saber with iparable sharpness. The snow-white raysing from him could cut through all.
He seemed to be one with his saber - he is the saber and the saber is him. This sharp saber intent was enough to make the crowd shudder with fear.
“Boom!” He finally released his energy and majestic aura, turning him into a mighty mountain - towering, powerful, and immense.
“Lin.” People recognized this aura of his.
“He might have the most energy among the young generation.” One ancestor imed.
Lin was a meritw focused on energy. Although its user would have a slow time amassing and increasing their overall energy level, the grandpletion of this meritw would yield a massive amount far exceeding others.
The saber saint’s energy level wasn’t only pure and thick, it also had a regal presence akin to a rainbow reaching for the sun.
This regal force made him look like a king and changed the color of his violet robe to a yellow shade - that of an imperial king.
Say, a while ago, he was a noble, then now, he was a saber king - able to rule the world as long as his weapon was in his grasp. Thebination of his ample energy and this particr regal force made him quite peerless and stately.
“This is my minor achievement in the dao of the saber. I named it, Imperial Saber.”
The saint didn’t resort to using the meritws from the sages of Waterfront Pavilion, not the True Emperor ones either. Instead, he chose his own creation.
“Imperial Saber... the name is apt.” One spectator saw the magnificent state of the saint and agreed.
“Well done. Temperament, energy, and dao are all fused together in harmony.” Li Qiye praised.
“Please.” The saber saint pointed his saber forward with a solemn expression. He remained courteous in battle since to him, showing respect to the enemy was the same as showing respect to himself.
Li Qiye smiled and said: “Since you’re using the Imperial sh, I’ll be using a Fiendish sh then.”
His eyes slightly focused, resulting in a deafening explosion. An evil me engulfed his body and devastated the area around him.
He instantly turned into an unequaled devil king with eighteen ck wings. All existences only served as his food.
“Damn!” This oppressive power boost startled the crowd, forcing some of them to drop butt-first on the ground.
“What evil meritw is this?!” One guy quivered.
“It’s not a meritw.” An ancestor carefully gazed at Li Qiye before concluding: “It’s a direct transformation process.”
“A single thought to be a devil...” The saber saint became even more serious. He has seen many strange things during his journey so the guy realized the terror of Li Qiye’s ability.
“nk!” Li Qiye raised his hand and an evil saber emerged from the me.
It possessed an aura drowning out the world, turning it into a fiendish hell. This saber seemed to have been empowered by evil energy a million times over.
It pulsed with a dark me, adding to the image of him being a devil king even more. Just one sh could reap countless lives.
“I’ve been bored for a while now so let’s y with this form.” Li Qiye casually swung his saber around to warm up, not looking like a seriousbatant at all.
No one dared to say anything about his flippant attitude. Only respect and awe permeated the crowd after seeing his transformation.
“Please, your move.” The saber saint was ready. He was a king with an orthodox grand dao. Just standing there made him look like an invible ruler.
Li Qiye smiled and said: “I will be a bully if I were to go first since you won’t have the chance to retaliate. You may start with three moves before your inevitable defeat.”
The saber saint didn’t take offense to such arrogant words at all.
“Very well, excuse me then.” He didn’t refuse and took a deep breath before taking his stance.
“Boom!” His regal aura erupted, capable of toppling the mountains and overturning the seas.
“nk!” He made his move, bereft of shy movements yet enough to tten the world.
Dangers and difficulties became trivial before this regal sh, only a broad and open roady before him.
“The Path of a King!” He roared and unleashed his attack. Who knows if he was the one performing the sh or if his saber willed it so.
This was a technique-less sh, only a dao of the saber that could calm the universe.
The move naturally astonished the spectators. All along, they searched for refined and fatal techniques.
However, these techniques seemed meaningless and feeble before this regal dao of the saber saint.