The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 226 - 225: Spirit Swords Fly Together (18th Update)

Chapter 226: Chapter 225: Spirit Swords Fly Together (18th Update)

Following a commotion from the disciples, all of them turned their attention to Lin Bai.

Zhu Ziling also saw Lin Bai, and let out a meaningful sneer, "So, he is Lin Bai, hah, he looks just like a monkey. I really can’t comprehend how he managed to kill Murong Yeshen."

Not only was Zhu Ziling a warrior of the Heaven Martial Realm First Layer, but he was also a warrior of the Divine Alliance.

Lin Bai’s murder of Murong Yeshen had caused quite a stir in the Divine Alliance, leading many disciples to leave the alliance one after another.

And then there was Zhu Ziling who held no goodwill towards Lin Bai.

"Come on."

Lin Bai stood at the foot of Sword Tomb Mountain. After calming his mind and steadying his breath, he exerted force through his feet and launched himself skyward like a cannonball, propelling himself halfway up the mountain.

When the force lessened, Lin Bai stepped on the hilt of a sword embedded in Sword Tomb Mountain. Borrowing its energy, he continued to ascend.

"Wow, he’s so fast. He actually reached halfway up the mountain in no time!"

"Yeah, it’s no wonder he was capable of slaying Murong Yeshen. He really is formidable."

"He has reached Senior Brother Zhu Ziling’s height already."

"He truly is amazing."

Many warriors watched as Lin Bai charged implacably halfway up the mountain, and they couldn’t help but exclaim in awe.

Zhu Ziling watched and commented with a malicious look, "For a warrior at the eighth level of the Earth Martial Realm, reaching halfway up the mountain is already his limit. When you go higher up the mountain, you will find that you cannot withstand the Sword Intention emitted by the spiritual swords."

"Senior Brother Zhu Ziling is right. The Sword Intention halfway up the mountain is extraordinarily strong, something ordinary warriors can hardly withstand."

"It’s already quite commendable that Lin Bai can reach halfway up."

Many warriors agreed with Zhu Ziling, nodding their heads in support.

Rumble——

When Lin Bai reached halfway up the mountain, a torrential Sword Intention rained down from above, suppressing him to such an extent that it felt as though the sky was collapsing on his head.

"Such strong Sword Intention!"

Feeling the pressure of the immense Sword Intention weighing on his shoulders, Lin Bai could feel himself continually sinking downward.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Ziling burst out in laughter, "How is it? I told you, the Sword Intention halfway up the mountain is so intimidating it defeats even me, a warrior of the Heaven Martial Realm First Layer. How can a warrior at the eighth level of the Earth Martial Realm possibly contend with such a Sword Intention?"

"Exactly, Senior Brother Zhu Ziling’s foresight was spot on. He immediately saw Lin Bai’s limitations."

"Are you joking? Senior Brother Zhu Ziling is a formidable warrior of the Heaven Martial Realm First Layer. Lin Bai is nothing but a speck in comparison."

There were not a few warriors from the Divine Alliance residing at the foot of Sword Tomb Mountain who also jeered.

Upon hearing the voices of the disciples, a self-satisfied smile spread across Zhu Ziling’s face. With his eyes slightly squinted, he looked on at Lin Bai with contempt, waiting for him to fall from halfway up the mountain.

As Lin Bai continued to sink, his expression intensified with determination.

A piercing light eschewed from his opening and closing eyes, he sternly stated, "You want to have a showdown of Sword Intention with me? Fine, let’s see whose Sword Intention is stronger!"

"What use is the Sword Intention of a group that has been dead for who knows how many years?"

"Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil, be gone!"

Lin Bai fierily gazed at the peak of the mountain. His piercing glance, sharp as a sword, shattered all the Sword Intention obstacles originating from the peak of the mountain.

Whoosh!

Without the obstacles of the Sword Intention, Lin Bai shot up towards the sky. In the blink of an eye, he had passed the halfway point of the mountain.

Boom boom boom——

Surpassing the halfway point, Lin Bai ascended with an unstoppable momentum, making his way towards the summit.

From a distance, many warriors looked on with astonishment.

They never thought that the difficult-to-climb Sword Tomb Mountain could be ascended so easily by Lin Bai.

"He’s past halfway!"

"How can it be so simple?"

"Impossible! It seems like Lin Bai was not repressed by the Sword Intention at all!"

"Exactly."

Many warriors yelled out in shock.

Whoosh——

Just then, a treasure sword, stuck in the body of Sword Tomb Mountain, suddenly flew out on its own initiative, rushing toward Lin Bai and suspending in front of him.

The Spirit Swords possess spirits.

Upon sensing the sword intention of Lin Bai, they resolved to follow him obediently.

So much so that now, on top of Sword Tomb Mountain, the Spirit Swords flew out autonomously and settled in front of Lin Bai, awaiting his selection.

"What!"

"The Spirit Swords are flying out on their own!"

"My God, am I seeing things?"

"It’s a Third-grade Spiritual Weapon, the Breeze Sword!"

Many warriors screamed in surprise as they watched the Spirit Swords fly out on their own.

Zhu Ziling watched this scene in disbelief, "How is this possible? Even Jian Xuan back then was not able to coax Spirit Swords to fly out autonomously."

"Is this person’s talent in Sword Art so strong?"

Zhu Ziling said in disbelief.

Indeed, Lin Bai’s talent in Sword Art was extraordinarily pronounced, ranking him among super geniuses.

At this point, Lin Bai’s sword intention had already reached the late phase of the first order.

Geniuses of Lin Bai’s age were probably still not even comprehending sword intention.

Moreover, Lin Bai had the Devouring Sword Spirit, giving him an extremely terrifying talent for Sword Art.

Lin Bai looked down and saw a Spirit Sword flying towards him. He shook his head slightly and said, "I no longer need a Third-grade Spiritual Weapon."

With a snap of Lin Bai’s fingers, the true Qi transformed into a spiritual light that hit the Spirit Sword, propelling it away. The Spirit Sword flew back autonomously and reinserted itself into the mountain, waiting for other disciples to pull it out.

"Lin Bai... he actually gave up!"

"A Spirit Sword that flew out voluntarily, actively wanting to recognize Lin Bai as its master, and Lin Bai still gave up."

"Damn, I long to have just one Spirit Sword, but he is so lucky to have one flying out on its own, and he doesn’t even want it."

"What an infuriating man, irritating beyond belief."

Many warriors cried out in frustration, calling Lin Bai a prodigal son in their hearts.

Lin Bai continued onward.

Another Spirit Sword flew out on its own.

This time it was a fourth-grade Spirit Sword, potent in power. Its former owner had been a master in the Divine Elixir Realm. The dominant sword intention residue left on the sword made Lin Bai take an extra couple of glances.

"Fourth-grade Spirit Weapon, still not enough!"

Lin Bai shook his head slightly once again, snapped his fingers, and sent the Spirit Swords flying back.

He continued to rush upwards.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh--

When Lin Bai reached the top of the mountain, a group of fifth-grade Spirit Swords were whipped out on their own accord, whipping into a Spirit Sword whirlpool, encapsulating Lin Bai within it.

"Damn, so many fifth-grade Spirit Swords, all flying out as if they were free, wanting him to be their master!"

"Lin Bai should choose now, right?"

"Wow, among that group of fifth-grade Spirit Swords, many of them have quite a reputation within the Spirit Sword Sect, like the Qingshuang Sword. Its former master was ’Tong Le’, an actual master at the peak of the Human Elixir Realm!"

"And there’s the Flying Snow Sword, whose former owner was the number one figure in the inner gate of the Spirit Sword Sect five hundred years ago, wasn’t it?"

People gasped in surprise at the sight of hundreds of Spirit Swords surrounding Lin Bai.

Among them were numerous world-renowned Treasure Swords, which made the warriors at the foot of the mountain red with envy.

"How is this possible!" the current state of Zhu Ziling was extremely poor, with a major blow to his pride. He had always yearned for a fifth-grade Spirit Sword but never managed to get one. Now there were more than a hundred fifth-grade Spirit Swords choosing an Eighth Level of Earth Martial Realm warrior, rather than a First Layer Heaven Martial Realm warrior like himself.

This resentment lodged in Zhu Ziling’s chest, hard to spit out.

After hovering around Lin Bai for a while, the Spirit Swords suddenly flew back to Sword Tomb Mountain all at once.

"What, he gave up again. Lin Bai doesn’t even fancy fifth-grade Spirit Swords."

"If he doesn’t fancy fifth-grade Spirit Swords, then isn’t his target... the sixth-grade Spirit Swords at the peak!"