The Peerless Emperor-Chapter 483 - 484: The Appearance of the Emperor Sword (12th Update)
Chapter 483 -484: The Appearance of the Emperor Sword (12th Update)
The racial Talent of the Black Corner Clan is robust Soul Power, and the ability to enhance their attacks with nature’s spiritual energy while employing Soul Power attacks.
Therefore, there is a notion within the Black Corner Clan that the spiritual energy of the whole world is also a part of their own Soul Power.
Playing to one’s strengths and avoiding weaknesses was something Shen Zhixing had realized in the past. Why did he have to kill his opponent face-to-face? Wouldn’t everything be perfectly fine if he simply competed with his opponent in the consumption of Soul Power?
Once the opponent’s Soul Power was completely drained, if he then delivered a killing blow, wouldn’t that be wonderful?
However, reality was completely different from what he had imagined. The opponent’s Soul Power seemed to have no signs of exhaustion. The emission of Soul Light from three different attributes of Soul Power showed no sign of weakening. The Sword Qi condensed by the Soul Power kept dancing along with the sword, enveloping the body, and forming a dense web of swords.
Lin Qian, standing before him, was extremely steady. The web of swords surrounding him seemed to have no flaws, and his own Soul Power attacks were putting less and less pressure on his opponent.
No sooner had he raised his hand than a stroke of Sword Qi from the opponent cut through the air, colliding with his own Soul Power attack in midair.
Almost always, their actions were simultaneous, which gave Shen Zhixing the impression that his next move was already known to his opponent in advance.
The weakening of the suppression force meant Lin Qian was getting closer to him.
Even when he increased the output of his Soul Power to make his attacks more violent, like a tempestuous storm, it did no good. As he did so, Lin Qian also amplified the intensity of his Soul Power, and the sword web constructed by the dual swords around his body became denser.
Shen Zhixing couldn’t understand, could the Soul Power of a person from the Human Clan really be that much more robust than a member of the Black Corner Clan?
“What does it mean, what does it mean to say that what I am facing is an Empire, not just him?” At this moment, Shen Zhixing was anything but calm, having never expected the fight to drag on to this extent.
His previously unbeatable Soul Flame technique was completely replicated by his opponent, leaving him wary of making any careless moves. His strongest defensive move, the Seven Spirits Shield, had been shattered earlier by a single sword strike, and his eerily unpredictable Seven Spirits Whip seemed to have already been seen through by Lin Qian, now causing no trouble at all.
Although from beginning to end, his passive defense had always suppressed Lin Qian’s offense, only resulting in a single sword slash across his chest.
Proud, are you?
Shen Zhixing happened to be the thirteenth Prince of Black Corner Country, with Master Level combat power in the Awakening Realm, and moreover, he was burning his origin in battle with Lin Qian.
Although he acutely sensed that Lin Qian was extremely formidable and had to be faced with all his strength, he had never seen such a terrifying member of the Human Clan.
However, he was unaware that the Lin Qian he was clashing with was feeling utterly exhilarated, having not had such an invigorating fight in a long time.
Shen Zhixing’s rapid Soul Power attacks engulfed Lin Qian’s figure entirely, forcing him to maintain the integrity of the sword web constructed by the dual swords, so as not to be overwhelmed by the opponent’s rapid attacks.
Nevertheless, Lin Qian’s stamina was limited, and amidst the dense Soul Power attacks, there were occasional gaps. But the nine dragons around his body, condensed by Soul Power, also defended him from the opponent’s attacks.
Occasionally, a stray Soul Power attack would hit Lin Qian, causing some pain, but it was nothing serious.
The defensive capabilities of the Emperor robe and his own powerful physique could completely withstand it, no problem.
Shen Zhixing intended to wear Lin Qian down with Soul Power until his death, but he could never have imagined that the very person he wished to exhaust harbored the same idea.
Lin Qian’s previous words were not an exaggeration; Shen Zhixing was indeed not just fighting Lin Qian alone, but also battling the entire Huaxia Empire.
The Emperor’s Eye, Soul Power, and Soul Consciousness observed everything on the battlefield. The scholars from the Heavenly Art Department categorized the gathered information at high speed and promptly sent it to the Tactical Mirrors surrounding Zhuge Ming.
And Lin Qian’s Prime Minister would offer the best advice to His Majesty.
For example, the composition and method of using the opponent’s soul skills or their combat style and patterns. As Shen Zhixing continued to exchange blows with Lin Qian, more of his tactics were exposed, allowing Zhuge Ming to study them in greater depth.
If we were to speak solely of the amount of Soul Power within the body, Lin Qian’s was relatively exaggerated amongst those of the same Realm. However, it was still far inferior to Shen Zhixing’s.
After all, the Black Corner Clan were masters at manipulating Soul Power. Their innate talents provided them with exquisite control and development of Soul Power, and their bodies could contain an advantageously greater amount than other clans.
Moreover, Shen Zhixing was at Master Level combat strength within the Awakening Realm, and the Soul Power within his body was as vast as the sea. Using Soul Power to exhaust Lin Qian to death was a simple strategy, but the best choice.
Regrettably, Lin Qian had an entire Empire at his back.
Pure refined nature’s spiritual energy constantly erupted from the Sky Trace, cleansing Lin Qian’s body and subtly enhancing his physique.
This nature’s spiritual energy, purified through arrays, could instantly be converted into his own Soul Power whenever Lin Qian wished.
With a never-ending supply of Soul Power, how could Lin Qian’s Soul Power possibly run dry?
Although it was said that nature’s spiritual energy was part of the Soul Power of the Black Corner Clan, that was just a saying. The boundless white space beyond the Sky Trace, the Huaxia Empire of Xuanhuan Star, was akin to Lin Qian’s second Dantian.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The continuous sounds of tearing through air kept resounding. Figures flew swiftly toward them from afar. The terrifying commotion of the battle between Lin Qian and Shen Zhixing traveled a great distance, attracting the attention of many powerful beings.
“Is that His Majesty?” Fu Deqing, who had arrived beside Yue Liqun, asked his apprentice in shock as he looked at the front lines.
Surrounded by the auspicious shapes of nine dragons, clad in the noble, blazing robe of the Emperor, the successfully armed twin Martial Souls brandished swords that made Lin Qian’s defense impenetrable, rendering Shen Zhixing’s aggressive attacks utterly futile.
Even though Lin Qian was currently being suppressed, anyone with clear sight could see that the situation was gradually turning in his favor.
“Shen Zhixing, the Thirteenth Prince of the Black Corner Country, he’s at Master Level combat power within the Awakening Realm. His Majesty, he…” Wang Qiongxing, who followed, trembled with fear upon seeing that familiar figure.
His Majesty was only at the First Level of the Awakening Realm, yet he was competing on equal grounds with a member of the Black Corner Clan at Master Level combat power within the Awakening Realm.
In the Four Clan Regions, the elders of the Red Horn Clan, the Dwarf Clan, and the Spirit Hoof Clan were similarly stirred. When they clearly saw the situation in front of them, their faces were a picture of disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost, unable to trust what they were witnessing.
“Pity, you still can’t make me use my true trump card!” As more and more people were alarmed, Lin Qian, sensing the waning of Shen Zhixing’s Soul Power, declared, “It’s my turn to make a move.”
As soon as Lin Qian spoke, he suddenly retreated backward, causing the onlookers to gasp in surprise, looking at him with confusion.
At that moment, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lin Qian brought his two swords together in a clash.
“Emperor Sword!”
