Path of Alchemy Mastery
Chapter 198 - 200 Sky Devouring Sword

Chapter 198: Chapter 200 Sky Devouring Sword

At this moment, right above the platform, two cultivators with gorgeous wings unfolded a fierce battle.

Even Mu Can, who had seen Li Xuan progress far in the Sword Dao and had even attained the revered status of a Sword Venerate by integrating the sword into his way, had to admit that he had somewhat underestimated Yao Wenbing.

The sword cultivation of this young man, who had been practicing with a sword since the age of five, was indeed formidable, and the path he took in the Sword Dao was unlike that of ordinary people.

If Mu Can had to describe it, it would be "gorgeous," supremely and dazzlingly gorgeous.

In the midst of battle, the entire platform seemed to have become Yao Wenbing’s Sword Domain; whether swinging his sword or using Sword Control to strike, the sword-blade wings on his back would automatically shoot out short swords to join the attack formation before flying back after colliding with Mu Can.

Although Mu Can was able to hold his ground with the Mystic Dragon Nine Revolutions, it was not an easy task to completely defeat Yao Wenbing.

"Come on, boss, let these bumpkins see who the true powerhouse is,"

Seeing the two exchange blows enthusiastically on the platform, the audience cheered them on.

"This is what a strong fighter is like; ah, if only I could reach this level someday." Many envied Mu Can and Yao Wenbing for achieving such cultivation at a young age.

"If it weren’t for the special array on this platform, the battle would surely have been earth-shattering by now," the crowd speculated.

The battle between two near-Martial Saints was intense enough that altering the landscape was not out of the question, after all, Martial Saints were the strongest beings active on the surface of the Mortal World.

"Can has become so strong already?" Even separated by the platform’s array, Lao Hu and the others could still feel the intense energy fluctuations from the platform.

With every clash and explosion, the shock waves reaching the spectators were still deafening roars even after being weakened by the array; one could only imagine how terrifying the battle on the platform was.

Mu Yuhang watched the platform intently, and upon hearing Lao Hu’s words, he could only nod subconsciously. In just half a year’s time, Mu Can’s strength had improved so rapidly.

"I admit, your cultivation is not bad, but I have to say, your Sword Dao is too ordinary." The wings behind Mu Can burst open instantaneously, turning into a sky of fiery rain, chasing the short swords flying towards him from Yao Wenbing, entwining them in the chase.

Even without his Flame Wings, Mu Can still hovered steadily in the air, slowly closing his eyes.

"Closing your eyes in battle, isn’t that just seeking death?"

"Haha, he must be scared, closing his eyes and waiting to die."

"Boss, don’t kill him; just incapacitate him to avenge our third brother."

The younger generation of the Hidden Family was relatively restrained; although setting up the platform had injured many students of Immortal Ancient Academy, they had never caused any fatalities. After all, they were here for negotiations, and if the negotiation broke down because of their initiating a killing, no one dared to be so reckless with matters concerning the eight great families.

Seeing Mu Can retract his wings, Yao Wenbing’s sword-blade wings behind him also disappeared in an instant, and the Purple Star Ice and Fire Sword once again appeared in his hand, with its two-sided blades, one blue and one red, flickering with different glows.

"Sword Devouring the Heavens," Yao Wenbing raised the longsword high with one hand, a tremendous aura surging out from his body, filling the entire arena with a sword intent that seemed to pierce the skies.

An extremely dark point formed on the tip of the sword. That dot of darkness, as though it could devour one’s soul, even light could not escape the range of the dark point, which slowly expanded but did not maintain its circular shape, instead slowly forming into the shape of a longsword.

The black longsword had no hilt, just a blade, as if a segment of a black longsword had been added on top of the Purple Star Ice and Fire Sword.

Even the people standing around the arena could feel the immense pressure emanating from the black longsword; those below the Martial Venerate level felt slightly suffocated, and even the strong ones at the Martial Venerate level felt their hearts pounding.

"What kind of move is this? Why does that black sword look so terrifying?"

"How come I’ve never seen the boss use this move before? This must be an attack that only a true Martial Saint could unleash, right?"

"As expected of the number one recognized young generation of the Hidden Family, this attack method is too overbearing."

Even the Sword Venerates hidden in the sky were ready to rescue at any moment. In their eyes, such an attack was simply beyond Mu Can’s capability to defend against.

Once Mu Can falls to Yao Wenbing, the first thing they must ensure is Mu Can’s safety.

At this moment, Mu Can was still merely closing his eyes, as if in deep thought, seemingly oblivious to the heart-throbbing black longsword, and also not feeling the immense pressure.

"You brought this upon yourself, don’t blame me for being ruthless." Controlling the black longsword at the tip was a strenuous task, and although Yao Wenbing had mastered this move thoroughly, after persisting for a moment, beads of sweat began to emerge on his face, showing that using this sword technique was not an easy feat for him.

"Wake up, Can!" Mu Yuhang’s smiling face turned pale in an instant. Facing such a powerful attack, Mu Can was still closing his eyes.

Can, what on earth are you thinking about? Even with Mu Yuhang’s strength, it was clear to see that this move was powerful but required a long time to prepare. Throughout the formation process of the black longsword, Mu Can had numerous opportunities to interrupt the move, and if disrupted, the so-called Sword Devouring the Heavens would have been nothing but a joke.

"Your biggest mistake was allowing me to use this move at my current limit. Sword Devouring the Heavens, if practiced to its true limit, even the sky, I could swallow with one sword," Yao Wenbing, with no time to wipe the sweat from his forehead, roared angrily, and the black longsword turned into a black lightning bolt, viciously striking towards Mu Can.

"Ah!" The onlookers exclaimed in shock.

"Heh heh." Watching such a powerful attack, the just-awakened third brother smirked coldly at the corner of his mouth. You dared to injure me and even dared to destroy my weapon; this strike will leave you with nothing left.

The people seemed to have foreseen Mu Can’s fate already, some timid women even closing their eyes, not daring to watch the situation in the field.

The longsword aimed directly at Mu Can’s brow, as if in the next second it could pierce through Mu Can’s forehead, devouring his entire head.

The moment the sword tip touched his forehead, Mu Can opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes were these, devoid of any human emotion, with the whites occupying three-quarters of the entire eyeball, and upon closer inspection, Mu Can’s pupils had become as round and smooth as the Reincarnation Pearl.