Chapter 100: Controlling the Sword with Divine Will

Inside a narrow cave, Li Tiejun and Zhang Jun knelt before a rough stone altar, silently chanting incantations.

The altar, constructed from piled stones, held a white bead the size of a walnut. In the dim light, the bead emitted a sharp metallic golden sheen, pulsating as if alive—an eerie sight.

After reciting the incantations twice, Li Tiejun and Zhang Jun saw the bead seemingly come to life. Hastily, they retreated from the cave.

At the cave’s entrance lay a large number of animal corpses: small creatures like mountain rats, snakes, and birds, as well as larger beasts such as snow wolves, wild boars, black bears, and even a fierce-looking tiger alongside a massive, stronger snow wolf larger than the tiger.

Each animal’s body was positioned with its head facing the cave’s mouth, forming a dense, terrifying, and uncanny scene.

Li Tiejun glanced once but quickly looked away, concerned. “So many beasts dead—won’t this be discovered?”

Zhang Jun, familiar with the secret realm’s conditions, replied softly, “The source power fluctuations here are intense at night, causing strong electromagnetic interference. Drones can’t fly at night, so they won’t detect anything.”

He lowered his voice. “We must be wary of the Phantom Slayer. Once activated, it possesses the strength of a martial arts master. If the God Lord’s talisman can’t mask our aura, we’ll be in grave danger.”

“Brother Zhang, should we leave then?” Li Tiejun was also fearful. He followed the Demon God not to die foolishly, but to live better. It’s one thing to do bad deeds, but sacrificing oneself is simply stupid.

“We can’t act recklessly. The Phantom Slayer manifests through the Netherworld Golden Pearl and transforms into a terrifying killing machine. It can shift freely between reality and illusion, moving as fast as lightning. Only divine power can disperse it. At its speed, it could kill everyone in the secret realm before dawn... We can’t outrun it.”

Zhang Jun spoke with awe mixed with hope, “Once the elite youths of Northern Province are exterminated, the chief priest said the God Lord would surely grant divine power. Then advancing to martial artist won’t be difficult!”

Such an operation was extremely dangerous, high risk but with high reward—that was acceptable.

To fight desperately was to have a chance to rise. Zhang Jun was willing to risk his life; he cared little how many would die.

As they spoke, they failed to notice a dark spirit formed of crimson flame standing nearby.

A kilometer away, Gao Wu listened clearly through the spirit and was greatly shocked. Two Demon God followers had infiltrated the secret realm and set up a sacrificial ritual. The Phantom Slayer sounded formidable indeed!

“It might already be too late to call for help...” Gao Wu observed the bead with the spirit and sensed the boiling spiritual energy within gradually stabilizing and becoming orderly.

Clearly, once this thing fully stabilized, the so-called Phantom Slayer would be unleashed.

Even without concern for others, Gao Wu knew he couldn’t escape the secret realm.

He examined the two men: one had a glowing source power light in his dantian, the other had two—one in his chest, another in dantian.

“One is a junior warrior, the other an intermediate warrior.”

Through the spirit, Gao Wu could easily assess the source power reactions inside martial artists and thus judged their strength.

“Capable!”

Gao Wu withdrew the spirit, silently reciting the Vermilion Bird Divine Light incantation, then sent the spirit forth again, this time carrying the Destiny Sword.

They were nearly a kilometer apart, separated by dense bushes and uneven terrain, making it impossible for the two warriors to detect Gao Wu’s presence.

The spirit floated silently through the air, wielding the Destiny Sword, passing through the bushes soundlessly, quickly arriving behind the two warriors.

Though the warriors couldn’t see the spirit, they noticed the Destiny Sword.

At about thirty meters, Gao Wu saw through the spirit that the intermediate warrior’s two source power points glowed brightly—he must have sensed something.

Martial artists have sharp perception, especially in such a dangerous environment. Both kept the highest alert.

Gao Wu knew stealth attack was impossible, so he instructed the spirit to strike directly.

In the darkness, the Destiny Sword unsheathed silently, the spirit’s speed instantly accelerating to hundreds of meters per second.

Within the source power environment of the secret realm, the spirit’s speed increased further, enhancing the sword’s power.

The spirit aimed precisely between the two warriors. They sensed danger and immediately separated left and right, just as Gao Wu predicted.

The intermediate warrior’s glowing source points surged powerfully as he drew his sword into a defensive stance.

His swift reaction within 0.4 seconds impressed even Gao Wu.

The junior warrior was far behind; hearing the sword’s whistle, he instinctively dodged and gripped his sword, but as his blade was only half-drawn, the spirit wielding the Destiny Sword was already upon him.

Li Tiejun saw a cold gleam slice through the air but saw no attacker. Horror seized him; his dantian erupted with source power in response to his fear, spreading a source power field over his body.

Stimulated by source power, his strength, agility, and coordination surged simultaneously. The God Lord’s divine technique, Swift Art, was also triggered.

His speed soared instantly, and he drew his sword sharply.

In a moment of peril, Li Tiejun, without time to think, swung his sword horizontally to clash with the incoming blade.

The spirit had fused perfectly with the Destiny Sword, reaching a realm of sword and spirit unity. Though Gao Wu’s swordsmanship was not advanced, the spirit wielded the sword with exceptional composure.

The Destiny Sword lightly and naturally bent aside Li Tiejun’s fierce strike. The four-foot blade swept across him, causing his source power field to collapse inward.

The sword, empowered by the spirit’s source power, was stronger than Li Tiejun’s. More terrifying was its extraordinary speed.

His source power field lasted less than 0.1 seconds before silently shattering. The sharp blade slashed across his neck, instantly carving a bloodline through flesh and bone...

With the junior warrior dealt with, the spirit wielding the Destiny Sword lunged at the intermediate warrior.

Zhang Jun witnessed clearly—Li Tiejun was beheaded by a four-foot sword in a single strike, death certain.

The entire fight took less than half a second—lightning fast. Li Tiejun never saw who wielded the sword; it seemed as if an invisible, shadowless figure had slain him.

Moreover, the sword bore source power capable of easily breaking Li Tiejun’s source power field.

“A telepath?!” Zhang Jun’s first thought was that a telepath remotely controlled the sword. But where was this telepath?

Before Zhang Jun could think further, a cold gleam shot toward him. He knew it was a sword attack—only the tip’s light was visible, not the blade, causing this strange phenomenon.

Zhang Jun desperately activated two source power points; his whole body radiated source power intensely. A strand of divine power from the God Lord was simultaneously awakened.

Bolstered by source and divine power, Zhang Jun surged into peak condition with at least double his normal speed. His long sword slashed and stabbed in rapid succession, clashing against the lightning-fast Destiny Sword.

Sparks flew in the night as metal met metal, the sharp sword whistles blending into a deadly, soul-stirring melody.

Though on the defensive, Zhang Jun’s extreme burst transformed his sword into a dense shield of sword light, forcibly blocking the electric-like, surging Destiny Sword strikes.

But such peak states are unstable. The spirit’s unity with the sword made it exquisitely agile.

After only a second of standoff, the spirit sensed Zhang Jun’s limit and suddenly accelerated. A sharp, cold gleam pierced through the dense sword light, driving deep into Zhang Jun’s forehead.

The twenty-kilogram sword’s high-speed kinetic force instantly penetrated Zhang Jun’s source power field, destroying all his life force.

After the strike, the spirit retracted the sword and floated back. Zhang Jun’s cloudy crimson eyes fixed on the hovering sword blade, unwillingly trying to question his attacker, but blood flooded his eyes before he could speak.

He swayed, then collapsed.

On the other side, Li Tiejun also staggered and fell, his head severed from his body...

The spirit’s first battle using sword mastery was much easier than Gao Wu had anticipated.

Invisible and formless, the spirit was almost unaffected by environmental constraints like gravity or inertia, which bound physical bodies.

Possessing such advantages, though it maintained a stable human form, the spirit could freely change position midair, advance and retreat at will, and was nearly immune to sword attacks.

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