The Sword God of the Universe
Chapter 793: The Fall of Axe Demon

Chapter 793: Chapter 793: The Fall of Axe Demon

The enhancement of power was a jump almost in leaps and bounds.

At the same time, Jing Yan perceived that the Holy Light Sword Technique had already transcended the realm of Earth-level Martial Arts, reaching the standard of Heavenly-level Martial Arts.

On the Heavenly Origin Continent, those martial artists who had cultivated Earth-level Martial Arts were few and far between, let alone those who pursued Heavenly-level Martial Arts. Heavenly-level Martial Arts were the stuff of legend.

It wasn’t that Heavenly-level Martial Arts had entirely vanished. There were still some transmitted from before the great war between gods and humans. It was that even if one had a Martial Arts Stele for Heavenly-level Martial Arts, nobody was able to cultivate it. Even Saint Master Shen Chong couldn’t cultivate it.

Otherwise, Jing Yan wouldn’t have thought that one needed to be at the Saint Realm to master Heavenly-level Martial Arts.

"Heavenly-level Martial Arts!" Jing Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, unable to conceal the joy in his heart.

In a life-and-death struggle, it indeed provided significant aid to a martial artist. Many a martial artist on the continent had their epiphanies amidst such battles. That feeling of skirting the edge of death could evoke a martial artist’s greatest potential.

A flash of insight might trigger a profound impact on the martial artist.

At this moment, Jing Yan was clearly such an example.

"The Sword Intent I’ve grasped has actually merged with the sword technique!" Jing Yan also realized this.

Previously, Jing Yan’s attacks involved forcibly attaching Sword Intent to the Sword Light condensed by the sword technique. But now, Sword Intent directly integrated with the sword technique, the two becoming one, inseparable.

This Sword Light, once triggered, saw an increase in power by several times over.

The black Sword Light formed into a conical shape, silent and without a trace, annihilating its way towards Gu Wutian opposite him. Not a sound was made as the energy was completely contained within.

Jing Yan’s gaze was firmly fixed on the black Sword Light.

Gu Wutian, sensing the immense threat, changed from his previously expressionless state to a particularly fierce one. He swung the huge axe in his hands vigorously, the shadows of the axe merging into one, attempting to block the approaching Sword Light.

"Crack! Crack!"

But this time, the axe shadows were viciously torn apart the moment they touched the Sword Light.

"No!" Gu Wutian roared.

As he roared, the Sword Light had already reached him. In the next instant, it penetrated through his body.

Gu Wutian’s body trembled violently.

"This can’t be!" Gu Wutian lowered his head, staring at his chest.

A hint of gray deathly pallor surfaced in his bell-like eyes.

"I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!" Gu Wutian lifted his head again, swinging the giant axe in his hand.

From his chest, a copious amount of dark red blood gushed out. It was clear that at that spot, there was a fist-sized hole.

"Such strong life force!"

"He can still launch an attack in this state?" Jing Yan shook his head slightly.

Subsequently, he swung his sword again.

Gu Wutian was a pure Body Refinement martial artist; his body could even enter the Void, withstanding the omnipresent death energy within the Endless Void. Jing Yan felt that it at least reached the level of the Heavenly Dragon Spirit Body, and its vitality was incomparable to that of ordinary humans.

But even so, it still couldn’t block the brilliance of the Heavenly-level Martial Arts Holy Light Sword Technique fused with Sword Intent.

Under the incessant penetration of the Sword Light, Gu Wutian’s breath grew weaker and weaker. He could no longer maintain his transformed state and his body reverted to its normal size. Blood seeped from his entire body, and it also trickled from all his seven orifices.

"I’ve lost!"

Gu Wutian ceased his struggle and looked at Jing Yan, his eyes regaining their composure.

Jing Yan saw in them what seemed a taste of relief.

Perhaps for Gu Wutian, death was also a kind of liberation.

At this moment, Jing Yan didn’t know what to say, or if there was anything he could say.

Under Jing Yan’s gaze, Gu Wutian slowly closed his eyes, and his towering body fell from the sky. On his person, there was not even a Sumeru Ring, just an axe in his hand, covered in rust.

Jing Yan felt the last vestige of life force dissipate from Gu Wutian’s body and shook his head. He flicked his fingers and summoned the oddly-shaped Ju Fu axe into his hand.

"It’s top-quality material!"

"It’s just that it hasn’t been processed through any artifact refining!" Jing Yan glanced at the Ju Fu axe and murmured with emotion.

Ordinary materials definitely couldn’t withstand the force of Gu Wutian’s blows. And Gu Wutian was a pure Body Refining Martial Artist; he fought solely using his own strength, so traditional weapons, even spiritual artifacts, were of no use to him.

Storing the Ju Fu axe away, Jing Yan took out a Healing Pill and swallowed it.

This battle had left Jing Yan with severe injuries as well. If not for the transformation of the Holy Light Sword Technique, it might have been Jing Yan who was killed.

A third of an incense stick later, Jing Yan stood up and, with a focused look, turned his gaze toward the direction of the Ancient Family Mansion. His figure flickered, moving closer.

At this time, the combat between the warriors of the Ancient Family Camp and those of the Glory Alliance was still raging.

"We must hold on!"

"Once Wutian returns, victory will be ours!"

"That little beast Jing Yan must have been slain by now, right? You bastards of the Glory Alliance, you’ll all die. I won’t let a single one of you leave here alive; you’re all going to die here!"

Gu Wanquan was bellowing.

His expression was fierce and looked incredibly terrible.

Only about fifty to sixty Dao Emperor Realm Practitioners remained by his side. Although they could still maintain the battle formation, they were being pushed back. From time to time, a Dao Emperor Realm Practitioner’s Defensive Spiritual Artifact would be shattered, leading to their deaths.

However, in the Ancient Family’s battle formation, the Dao Emperor Realm Practitioners still held on to one final belief—that was, waiting for Axe Demon Gu Wutian to return after slaying Jing Yan.

As Gu Wanquan had said, if Gu Wutian returned, it would be time for them to counterattack, becoming the hunters, and the fighters from the Glory Alliance would become the hunted.

Everyone in the Glory Alliance, despite having an absolute advantage, were covered by a shadow in their hearts; they did not know the outcome of the battle between Jing Yan and Gu Wutian.

Axe Demon Gu Wutian’s displayed strength was too formidable, even Alliance Leader Jing Yan might not be his match. And once Jing Yan died, or fled, the ones left behind would probably meet with a grim fate with only a few escaping, but most would perish here.

"You’re all going to die! You’re all going to die!" Gu Wanquan’s gaze fell upon a corpse plummeting from the sky.

This person, who had just been killed, was none other than the Supreme Elder of the Ancient Family, Gu Xianlun. An Early Stage Dao Emperor Realm Practitioner like Gu Xianlun had done well to last until now.

Now he was dead too, and Gu Wanquan howled in rage.

"Gu Wanquan!"

It was at this point that Jing Yan’s figure appeared. Jing Yan’s silhouette swiftly neared from the horizon.

Hearing Jing Yan’s voice, Gu Wanquan’s body trembled, and he slowly, with difficulty, turned his head to look toward the approaching figure.

"You... how are you not dead?" A chill went up from the soles of Gu Wanquan’s feet to his head.