The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 1490 - 1487: Sorrow of the Nether Sword!

Chapter 1490: Chapter 1487: Sorrow of the Nether Sword!

"Cease War!"

Lin Bai glared and roared through clenched teeth.

The Demonic Sword, imbued with the Devouring Sword Spirit’s Cease-Combat Secret Technique, struck down on the Nether Sword. With a crisp "crack," the Demonic Sword swept past, and the Nether Sword broke into two, falling to the ground!

"What!"

Witnessing this scene, the Sword Venerable and Gui Jing on Cloud Top almost had their eyeballs pop out.

That was a Treasure Sword forged from Incorruptible Divine Iron; on the Lingnan Continent, the Nether Sword could definitely rank within the top ten of all swords. It was actually cleaved in two by Lin Bai with a single stroke of the Demonic Sword!

The Sword Venerable and Gui Jing’s eyes widened in astonishment, faces full of shock.

And Mizuka let out a cry of disbelief, unable to believe what had happened.

"Senior Brother Zhu Lei’s sword, it actually broke?"

"The Demonic Sword actually cut through Senior Brother Zhu Lei’s sword?"

A group of warriors from the Zhu Clan expressed their astonishment in succession.

"This is impossible! This is impossible!" The first to scream was none other than Zhu Lie, who looked insane and bellowed unbelievingly, "The Nether Sword is also forged from Incorruptible Divine Iron, how could it possibly be cut by the Demonic Sword!"

"This is impossible!"

"The Nether Sword is invincible!"

Zhu Lie roared angrily.

Not only Zhu Lie but the moment the Nether Sword broke, Zhu Lei’s eyes went blank.

How could the Nether Sword possibly be severed by the Demonic Sword?

Zhu Lei stared blankly at the broken sword in his hand, as if he had lost his soul, stupefied like a wooden chicken!

Lin Bai leaped up from the ruins, speaking coldly, "Both you and I are sword cultivators; we both know that a sword is a sword cultivator’s second life. Nether Sword is a good sword, and I would not have destroyed it if there were any other way!"

Lin Bai said coldly.

"The Nether Sword is broken... broken..." Zhu Lei’s eyes widened, and then a towering rage erupted as he yelled, "Dongfang Bai, I want your life!"

A sword is a sword cultivator’s second life; some sword cultivators even value their swords more than their own lives.

At this moment, Lin Bai having broken the Nether Sword caused Zhu Lei to lose his rationality completely, with red eyes and bulging veins on his forehead as he clenched the broken sword and lunged at Lin Bai!

Seeing Zhu Lei losing his sanity and rushing towards him, Lin Bai immediately let loose a flash of Qingmu Divine Thunder!

A strike of the sword, the Thunderbolt Power blanketed the blade.

A streak of thunderbolt sword light ravaged the skies, striking Zhu Lei with the force that shatters all.

"Die!"

Lin Bai’s gaze turned fierce as he flashed forward with a sword strike. The Kill in a Hundred Steps transformed into a thunderbolt sword light which directly pierced through Zhu Lei’s throat charging at him!

Pfft—

Blood splattered, the blade of the Demonic Sword pierced into Zhu Lei’s throat and out the back of his neck, with blood spraying along the edge of the blade.

Zhu Lei’s pupils dilated, staring straight at Lin Bai, still saying, "My Nether Sword, it is the best Treasure Sword in the world..."

With those words, Zhu Lei’s head tilted, and he died, breathless!

Lin Bai withdrew the Demonic Sword with an indifferent expression, and Zhu Lei’s corpse fell from the sky, crashing to the ground, right next to the shattered point of the Nether Sword—with the color gone from his eyes!

A trace of sorrow appeared in Lin Bai’s eyes.

This sorrow was not for Zhu Lei, but for the Nether Sword!

As Zhu Lei said, the Nether Sword was a fine sword, a peerless weapon that could stand eponymous with God, Devil, Demon, Immortal, and Ghost. But now, it was cut down by Lin Bai!

Lin Bai was a sword cultivator and was deeply fascinated by Treasure Swords!

Just as Lin Bai said when he cut the Nether Sword: If it weren’t unavoidable, he would definitely not have cut the Nether Sword!

This was also why Lin Bai was reluctant to use the "Martial Soul Secret Skill! Cease War!"—because once this secret skill was used, a Divine Soldier Weapon would be destroyed under Lin Bai’s blade.

Sometimes, destroying a sword cultivator’s Treasure Sword can be more cruel than killing his entire family!

"Senior Brother Zhu Lei... is dead..."

"A Junior Sword Master... is dead?"

The members of the Zhu Clan, dumbstruck, stared at the corpse of Zhu Lei, their eyes full of disbelief.

They could never have dreamed that one of the five Junior Sword Masters from the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect, a leading figure among the youth of the Lingnan Continent, would actually die by Lin Bai’s sword.

Even the weapon that accompanied him in battle had been severed by Lin Bai!

"Senior Brother Dongfang is amazing!"

"Senior Brother Dongfang is badass!"

The seventy-two sword cultivators from Fairy Cave Mountain shouted excitedly.

"Humph, Zhu Lie, how are you going to escape now?" After a moment of joy, Nie Xiong’s gaze instantly turned to Zhu Lie, his pupils filled with killing intent. With Zhu Lei dead, there was no one left to protect Zhu Lie.

Zhu Lie, scared stiff by Nie Xiong’s roar, said in a panic, "Senior Brother Nie Xiong, Senior Brother Dongfang, please don’t kill me, please don’t kill me, I realize my error, I realize my error..."

Zhu Lie hurriedly begged for mercy.

Lin Bai’s eyes were indifferent, completely disregarding Zhu Lie!

With a step forward, Nie Xong thrust out his sharp sword, piercing directly through Zhu Lie’s throat!

Zhu Lie fell to the ground, dead.

Lin Bai landed, picked up the Nether Sword broken in two on the ground, looked at it with some heartache, and then put it in his storage bag, planning to repair the Nether Sword later if he had the opportunity.

Above the clouds.

Mizuka’s eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw Lin Bai stab Zhu Lei in the throat with a sword; his whole being turned cold. Then he swiftly turned his gaze, cupped his fists, and said, "Sword Master, even if Zhu Lei had a personal grudge with Dongfang Bai, Zhu Lei was still one of our Heaven-reaching Sword Sect’s Junior Sword Masters. For him to be killed just like that, where would our Sect’s dignity lie?"

"I implore the Sword Master to make a decision and severely punish Dongfang Bai to uphold the majesty of our Junior Sword Masters!"

Mizuka said urgently, wishing that the Sword Master would kill Lin Bai right at that moment!

The Sword Master remained silent upon hearing this.

Gui Jing pondered for a moment and then said, "Sword Master, we are now in Decisive Life Valley, outside the grounds of our Sect. Moreover, although the death of a Junior Sword Venerable has a great impact on our Sect, to kill Dongfang Bai for a dead Zhu Lei may not be appropriate."

"I implore the Sword Master to give it some thought."

Gui Jing said indifferently.

The Sword Master was still silent.

Mizuka pressed on with some urgency, "Sword Master, is Junior Sword Master just to die in vain? He was a Junior Sword Venerable you had personally appointed. If we just let him die without pursuit, how will our Heaven-reaching Sword Sect have any face to walk upon the Lingnan Continent?"

"Enough!" The Sword Master finally spoke.

Both Mizuka and Gui Jing, hearing the Sword Master’s grim voice, quickly fell silent.

The Sword Master said lightly, "Mizuka, you want me to punish Dongfang Bai, but what is the reason?"

Mizuka replied, "Regardless of whether it’s within the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect or not, the crime of killing a Junior Sword Master alone is enough to make Dongfang Bai incurable by a hundred deaths!"

The Sword Master chuckled and asked, "Then, Mizuka, tell me, why does the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect establish the position of Junior Sword Master?"

Mizuka pondered and answered, "To select the future Sword Master of the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect! To lead the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect to an even greater peak!"

The Sword Master laughed lightly, "And how many Sword Masters does the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect have?"

Mizuka was startled and replied, "Of course, there’s only one!"

The Sword Master turned back, looking at Mizuka with the corner of his mouth revealing a hint of a smile, "If there’s only one position for Sword Master, what’s the use of having so many Junior Sword Masters?"

Upon hearing the Sword Master’s words, Mizuka’s pupils dilated, and he was speechless for a time.

Seeing Mizuka fall silent, the Sword Master chuckled, "Since Dongfang Bai was able to kill Zhu Lei, it means Dongfang Bai is stronger than him. If he’s stronger than Zhu Lei, then Zhu Lei does not deserve the position of Junior Sword Master!"

"Dongfang Bai hasn’t killed enough; it would be best if he could kill the other four Junior Sword Masters as well!"

"That would be ideal!"

The Sword Master’s mouth curled into an excited smile.

Gui Jing and Mizuka felt a chill run through their bodies upon hearing this.

The Sword Master continued, "However, Mizuka is also correct; since both Zhu Lei and Zhu Lie are dead, there’s no need to let Dongfang Bai recklessly kill innocent members of the Zhu Clan anymore."

"Let’s go, we shall meet this King of Thousand Victories of the Reincarnation Arena, one of the nine monstrous geniuses of the Lingnan Continent!"

The Sword Master laughed lightly, slightly lifting his head. With a gentle forward slice of his sword finger, a torrent of Sword Intention gathered and turned into a beam of light that broke through the clouds and shattered the miles of cloud cover!