The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 1175 - 1173: Ninth Form of the Supreme Sword! Mo Wen! (5 Updates)

Chapter 1175: Chapter 1173: Ninth Form of the Supreme Sword! Mo Wen! (5 Updates)

"You actually injured me?"

Ye Jianjun’s eyes were nearly splitting with rage as he glared at Lin Bai, his eyes widening in sheer astonishment, sparks of fire flaring all around!

Ever since Ye Jianjun became the Saint, ever since no one dared to challenge him three years ago, he had never been injured on the Five Peaks, never been defeated by any disciple!

Even the three Sect Leader Supremes were not taken seriously by him when he was in a bad mood!

But now, to be injured by Lin Bai, the fury in his heart ignited into flames!

"Red Sun!"

Ye Jianjun, wrapped in a power that made one’s heart tremble, charged at Lin Bai!

The "Red Sun" he unleashed at that moment could be called unmatched in this world, as Ye Jianjun transformed into a colossal sun, charging towards Lin Bai!

Wherever Ye Jianjun passed by, the earth turned scorched and black!

"Sword Heart Thought!"

Lin Bai showed no fear, his fighting spirit surging, and the Emperor’s Heart Sword struck with explosive force.

Sword aura clashed against sword aura!

Boom—

The two powerful sword auras collided mid-air, sending out a world-shaking thunderous noise!

The Martial Arts Stage shook and cracked, teetering on the brink of collapse!

Ye Jianjun’s sword came crashing down but was blocked by Lin Bai, and then a golden flame surged on Ye Jianjun’s body, his power increasing dramatically once again!

"Here it comes!"

Yan Yu and Chu Yue spotted the golden aura on Ye Jianjun’s body and their faces revealed sheer excitement!

"It’s the famous ultimate technique of the Saint Senior Brother... the Golden Crow!"

Chu Yue exclaimed.

Upon seeing the golden flames emerge from Ye Jianjun, Ye Wuhuan immediately said, "Golden Flame Scorches the Sky, the Golden Crow Descends upon the World!"

Zhao Longtu narrowed his eyes and coldly said, "It’s the Red Immortal Sect’s ultimate technique... the Golden Crow Sword!"

Dugu Yun’s eyes also narrowed, concern arising in his heart!

"It’s the Golden Crow Sword!"

"The Red Immortal Sect’s ultimate technique!"

"It’s Brother Ye Jianjun’s famous ultimate move indeed!"

Many warriors began exclaiming in surprise.

Why did they name it the Red Immortal Sect?

It was because of this Golden Crow Sword!

"Red" signifies the ultimate yang, the maarking of the flames.

"Immortal" represents Martial Art, the extreme of the great path!

The two words "Red Immortal" symbolize the ascension of the Golden Crow!

The Golden Crow Sword, the Red Immortal Sect’s ultimate technique, once performed, would scorch the heavens with golden flames, annihilating all things!

The sword technique was extremely domineering, truly unparalleled in the world!

The whole arena was trembling, and all eyes were locked onto Ye Jianjun!

Lin Bai felt overwhelming pain as the terrifying golden flames engulfing the Martial Arts Competition Arena burned his body.

That’s when Lin Bai, focused, saw Ye Jianjun charging out of the golden flames.

Ye Jianjun, surrounded by golden flames and with the might of the heavens, was like an emperor among the flames!

His eyes conveyed a trace of anger as he struck down at Lin Bai with his sword!

The golden fiery sword aura rushed towards Lin Bai!

The scorched earth all around, the world seemed to evaporate under the strength of the golden flames!

"Fire..."

Ye Jianjun’s eyes flashed, his power surged, and he attacked Lin Bai!

A sword drove forward, thousands of golden flames rushing forward!

"Flame..."

Ye Jianjun’s voice was hoarse, as he expelled another word.

The golden flames stirred again, and nine golden suns appeared in the world!

"Blaze..."

Veins on Ye Jianjun’s forehead bulged as he uttered the last word!

Within the nine golden suns, one could faintly see nine shadows, they were crows with three legs.

The three-legged crows flapped their wings vigorously, as if ready to soar into the sky!

"Fire, flame, blaze..." Lin Bai’s eyes were filled with horror, the terrifying power of the flames had already evaporated two-thirds of the blood in his body, turning his complexion deathly pale!

At that very moment!

Ye Jianjun took a step forward, and nine golden suns followed!

The three-legged golden crows transformed within the flames, turning into nine golden sword shadows, carrying boundless terrifying fiery aura, assaulting Lin Bai!

Where the nine golden sword shadows passed, the earth and rocks quickly melted into magma!

The world looked like it was at its end!

"Lin Bai! Prepare to die."

As Ye Jianjun performed the Golden Crow Sword, he immediately launched an attack at Lin Bai, with nine golden sword shadows slashing down at once!

Before even reaching Lin Bai, the terrible might of the golden flames had burned his flesh and skin to tatters!

"What to do!"

"This move is too strong."

"But I must defeat him!"

"To seize the Saint’s position, to rescue Su Yanhua! To find my father!"

Lin Bai’s mind was tinged with panic.

At this moment, Lin Bai inadvertently looked towards the Treasure Sword in his hand!

Qing Ge! Emperor’s Heart!

"Mo Wen..."

"Mo Wen Sword..."

Suddenly, at that moment, Lin Bai seemed to have an epiphany!

Shua—

Lin Bai’s eyes brightened, facing Ye Jianjun’s terrifying Golden Crow Sword, he surged forward!

The Emperor’s Heart Sword and Qingge Sword both slashed down in unison!

Lin Bai’s two strikes seemed ordinary and without any significant power.

Compared to the grandeur of the Golden Crow Sword, they appeared to be no match!

"Lin Bai! Be careful!" Jian Ruohan screamed with all his might.

"What are you doing! Are you seeking death?" Dugu Yun couldn’t help but bellow as well!

Bai Xiaoxiao clenched her fists, her face full of anxiety.

"Has Lin Bai gone mad?"

"To confront head-on the Red Immortal Sect’s ultimate technique, the Golden Crow Sword?"

"Is he seeking death?"

"Isn’t he going to dodge?"

"Damn it, under Ye Jianjun’s sword, any Warrior with a bit of intelligence would know it’s wiser to dodge first,"

Many Warriors shouted in surprise at Lin Bai’s movement.

In an instant!

Lin Bai’s swords clashed with Ye Jianjun’s!

"Since you’re bent on seeking death, then I will fulfill your wish!" Ye Jianjun roared in fury, his Golden Crow Sword slashing down, shattering the sky with nine swords, tearing through the heavens, its golden flames burning the world!

"I must... win!"

But Lin Bai’s face was filled with a strong determination to win. He looked like a bullhead rushing to his death, fully aware that it was like hitting a stone with an egg, yet still charging forth stubbornly with his unwavering belief in victory!

Boom!

A thunderous roar shook the earth!

Lin Bai’s seemingly powerless sword had actually sent Ye Jianjun flying!

The Golden Crow Sword was shattered by Lin Bai’s strike on the spot!

The entire place was dumbfounded!

Including Jian Ruohan and Bai Xiaoxiao, everyone’s faces were filled with astonishment.

"What’s going on here?"

"How could Lin Bai’s swordplay possibly repel the Saint?"

Many Warriors exclaimed in shock.

Bai Xiaoxiao asked Jian Ruohan, "Although I use swords, I am not a Sword Cultivator and do not understand the mystery of Lin Bai’s strike. Did you comprehend it?"

Jian Ruohan shook his head, his eyes filled with amazement: "How is this possible? Lin Bai’s sword strike just now couldn’t possibly defeat Ye Jianjun’s Golden Crow Sword. How did Ye Jianjun end up losing to that one sword strike?"

Even Jian Ruohan, a prodigy of Sword Art, didn’t comprehend the mystery behind Lin Bai’s sword strike!

Let alone other Warriors.

Longqing Feng, also a Sword Cultivator, was equally stunned and incredulous: "Impossible! How could that one sword strike repel Ye Jianjun?"

Ye Wuhuan narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of bewilderment in his gaze.

Zhao Longtu’s expression turned ugly!

Amongst the Warriors watching the battle, only one person understood!

"That sword strike just now... was that Mo Wen?"

"Supreme Sword! The ninth form! Mo Wen!"

Dugu Yun narrowed his eyes deeply while staring at Lin Bai, his entire body tingling with shock and awe!

Lin Bai watched Ye Jianjun flying backward, his eyes showing a trace of confusion: "Mo Wen, Mo Wen..."

"This sword strike, Mo Wen!"

"Mo Wen Sword, ask neither of heaven nor earth, only of the heart..."

"Hold a single thought in your heart, ask nothing of the vast sky, where the sword’s edge points, all spirits fall!"

"Ye Jinghong, oh Ye Jinghong, you endured humiliation and disdain, but even so, the heart of a Strong One inside you was never worn down..."

"One day in power, you forged a sword with faith, shook the heavens with intent, and defeated all Under Heaven..."

"You knew well you couldn’t linger long after returning from Hell, a light for seven days, yet you dared to contend with the heavens, using this Mo Wen Sword that no one could learn, living for more than five hundred years on the Miracle Ridge..."

"Ye Jinghong, in this battle against heaven, you won!"

"And today, I have comprehended Mo Wen, Ye Jinghong, you haven’t lost to the heavens and the earth, but to me, Lin Bai!"

Lin Bai’s eyes gradually brightened.

Boom!

Lin Bai’s gaze turned forward, and from that faint glow, it seemed as if a man was walking out. Dressed in green, with a lean complexion, he approached Lin Bai.

With a smile on his face, he clasped his hands together and bowed in respect!

It was as if he were admitting defeat!

Lin Bai then clasped his fists in return, and the light and shadow dissipated as if he had never appeared from within heaven and earth!

"Mo Wen, these two words, are indeed full of endless mysteries..." Lin Bai said lightly.

The whole venue gasped in astonishment at this moment!

"What’s going on?"

"Did I just see a shadow of a person walk towards Lin Bai and bow?"

"Yes, I saw it too, but it disappeared in an instant!"

"That shadow seemed like it was surrendering. It scared the hell out of me; I thought Yejian Jun was admitting defeat!"

Many warriors exclaimed in unison.

Dugu Yun stood up from his chair when he saw the shadow of a person approaching Lin Bai: "Ye Jinghong!"

"He admitted defeat to Lin Bai?"

"What on earth is happening?"

Dugu Yun yelled in shock and disbelief.

As Lin Bai watched the illusory shadow of Ye Jinghong disappear, he sighed deeply!

"Ye Jinghong, you truly are the most outstanding sword art genius on the Five Peaks of the Miracle Ridge in a thousand years!"

"Even I can only look up to you!"

"Had you not died, there would have been a place for you among the pinnacle strong ones of the Barbaric Ancient Continent!"

Lin Bai said with a hint of mourning in his voice.

Back then, Ye Jinghong suffered endless humiliations; although he rose to power later on, it seemed he knew that he only had seven days of light left. What should a person do, knowing they had only seven days to live?

He knew he would die after seven days, but he still wanted to fight against fate, and though he perished in seven days, he left behind a will that wouldn’t extinguish for five hundred years!

His will is this set of Supreme Sword!

If Lin Bai hadn’t appeared and fully comprehended "Supreme Sword," Ye Jinghong would still be alive in this world, living in the hearts of all the warriors of the Miracle Ridge and in their respect for the "Supreme Sword!"

But then Lin Bai appeared, and he comprehended the Supreme Sword!

Once the Supreme Sword was comprehended, it signified the end of the era of Ye Jinghong.

And another era was about to unfold on the Miracle Ridge!

Ye Jinghong contested fate, the light of seven days, yet lived for five hundred years!

He didn’t lose to fate but was defeated by Lin Bai!

Before Lin Bai’s emergence, when someone mentioned the Supreme Sword, the first to come to mind was inevitably Ye Jinghong!

But now, when someone mentions the Supreme Sword, they’ll think of... Lin Bai!

"The ninth form of the Supreme Sword, I’ve understood it now; it’s a sword you forged with conviction!" Lin Bai took a deep breath and bowed to the sky, bidding farewell to the peerless sword art genius from five hundred years ago!

Dugu Yun’s eyes narrowed with a hint of sadness, and he said softly, "Just now... was that Ye Jinghong’s final battle? He lost, defeated by the hands of Lin Bai!"

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In the middle of the arena, Yejian Jun staggered to his feet, a cruel smile appearing on his face: "What a pity, Lin Bai. If you had attained the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Elixir Realm, under that strike just now, I definitely would have had no chance of survival!"

"Too bad, your power is ultimately just a bit short!"

"However, I will not give you any more time!"

"Lin Bai, next I’ll show you the power of the realm of comprehension!"

"Fire Realm! Golden Crow Sword!"

Ye Jianjun let out a roar that echoed through heaven and earth as the fire spiritual power converged, turning the Martial Arts Stage into a fiery purgatory, with nine golden suns hanging in the air.

And from within the golden sun, the Golden Crow... now rushed out.