Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 255: Chapter 260: 108,000 Swords

The sky was filled with sharp Golden Divine Swords, each exuding sword aura and surging upwards. This created a terrifying Sword Forest that stretched endlessly, its murderous intent shocking the world.

One hundred and eight thousand swords!

From afar, many people were horrified. Such a Sword Forest would instill fear in anyone trapped inside.

Tu Fei felt a sense of foreboding. "This bird man is too terrifying! How did he refine so many Great Swords?"

Qing Yi’s expression changed as well. "It seems the Golden-Winged Little Roc King can no longer maintain his detachment. In a physical confrontation, he was at a disadvantage and resorted to using his life-bound Roc Feather Sword."

"These are not just any Golden Feathers randomly fired. They are refined from the Divine Roc Feather, one of the most powerful Killing Techniques of the Celestial Roc Clan!"

"The Roc Feather Sword bears the imprint of racial inheritance. As a descendant of the Old Roc King, the extent of its lethality is hard to estimate!"

Many demon clan cultivators whispered among themselves, feeling that Ye Fan was in a perilous situation, on the brink of danger.

"What’s the big deal? We’ll just roast the little bird! Burn them all at once and see how arrogant he can be then!" the big black dog muttered.

"This crazy bird man is too frightening. I find him even more unsettling than the Saint Heir of Flickering Light!" Tu Fei murmured to himself.

"Fortunately, his cultivation base is suppressed to the Second Layer Heaven of the Dao Palace; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable," Yan Ruyu said calmly. "Once the Roc Feather Sword takes form, one hundred and eight thousand Divine Roc Feathers will shoot out, capable of disrupting heaven and earth."

"To have already brought out his Roc Feather Sword at this age is truly astonishing."

In the sky, the Golden-Winged Little Roc King stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes as sharp as unsheathed Heavenly Swords, the light emanating from them making people’s hearts tremble.

"Thousand feathers, thousand swords, slash!" he shouted. The thousands of Golden Great Swords standing in the sky slashed towards a single target.

Thousands of sword auras struck, splitting the heavens and enveloping Ye Fan below. This was a chilling offensive, with thousands of swords jointly cleaving the sky.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

The dazzling light, each ray as thick as a barrel, was incomparably sharp, rushing over like flood dragons, indestructible, as if they could pierce through the firmament!

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Ye Fan moved, his every action an embodiment of the Fighting Saint Technique, shattering each sword aura. The Fire God Furnace hovered above his head as he charged towards the Golden-Winged Little Roc King.

It was a thrilling scene: thousands of feathers and thousands of swords cleaving the heavens, an awe-inspiring force.

From afar, the onlookers felt chills run down their spines, a palpable coldness emanating from them. Even from such a distance, they could feel the chilling murderous intent. Each sword aura, as thick as a barrel, pulsed with endless killing intent, making them feel as if they were in an ice cellar.

If it felt this way outside the arena, it was hard to imagine the overwhelming murderous intent Ye Fan endured within the Sword Forest.

One hundred and eight thousand swords spanned the sky, each Golden Divine Sword emanating a terrifying murderous intent. Together, they formed a chilling, destructive aura.

CLANG! CLANG!

Ye Fan moved with bold, sweeping motions, like a god of battle, his whole body bathed in Divine Radiance, causing the firmament to tremble as he fought his way through. Although thousands of swords were slashing, they could not stop him.

The sword auras across the sky were shattered by him. This showcased the supreme power of the sacred body, sturdier than any divine soldier’s blade, capable of shattering whatever came before it.

The Golden-Winged Little Roc King remained unmoved, standing in the Sword Forest, his eyes filled with boundless murderous intent. He shouted, "Three thousand swords, chaos in the void!"

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The divine swords resounded in unison. Three thousand Golden Divine Swords shot out simultaneously, their sword auras intertwining to form a dreadful, inescapable net, dense and eerie.

Such a powerful offensive caused even Ye Fan’s sacred body to feel a cutting pain.

Three thousand Great Swords shot out, cleaving through the firmament. The Sword Qi soared, launching him backward through the air.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

The sword light was like a rainbow, piercing through the heavens, one after another, endless, making the sky a dazzling spectacle.

BOOM!

Ye Fan struggled to shatter thousands of sword auras, then began to activate the Fire God Furnace.

The Fire God Furnace above his head rapidly expanded. Its five-colored lid clanged loudly as it ascended into the sky, and a large expanse of Black Flame rushed out from its dark, gaping mouth.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Thousands of Great Swords slashed down, instantly engulfed by the Black Flame. The terrifying temperature stunned the onlookers, melting one thousand three hundred Golden Great Swords on the spot.

The sky shimmered with gold within the Black Flame. The golden color gradually dimmed, and over a thousand Roc Feather Swords were destroyed, burning into ashes.

The Golden-Winged Little Roc King’s golden hair stood on end, frantically dancing. His eyes emitted a cold light. The destruction of over a thousand Great Swords pained him greatly, prompting an uncontrollable long wail.

"What kind of fire is this, so terrifying?"

"The Roc Feather Sword is unstoppable, yet he just burned over a thousand Great Swords to ashes with a single fire; truly astonishing."

"Could it be the flame that burned the Grand Elder of the Ji Family? No, it’s not that colorful flame."

Everyone watching the battle turned pale. The temperature of this flame was scorching, making people uneasy even from such a distance. If engulfed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The Fire God Furnace sparkled with crystal-clear brilliance, emitting five-colored glazed light, suspended above Ye Fan’s head. Its fierce flames blazed, its Black Flame scorching the void into distortion.

Enveloped by such flames, his Sacred Body glittered, his fighting spirit soaring as he took steps in the void, pressing forward.

The Golden-Winged Little Roc King looked indifferent, shouting, "Roc Feather Regeneration!"

His entire body glowed golden, Divine Radiance burst forth, and the Golden Great Swords were replenished, once again becoming one hundred and eight thousand swords.

The powerful murderous intent converged to form a Sword Forest of despair. Each Great Sword resonated, its sword chime resounding through the heavens!

"He has actually comprehended the Celestial Roc Clan’s Killing Technique to this level, reaching Roc Feather Regeneration, the realm of indestructible Sword Intent!"

"One hundred and eight thousand swords, indestructible Sword Intent. As long as the Sword Intent isn’t extinguished, the divine swords cannot be destroyed, unless all Great Swords are annihilated in one go!"

In the distance, no one was unaffected. Such indestructible divine swords would cause any foe a headache; being ever-resilient, they would ultimately destroy their enemy.

"Ten thousand swords move simultaneously!"

The Golden-Winged Little Roc King shouted. Over ten thousand Great Swords trembled, their Sword Qi piercing and blinding, tearing through the void to form a terrifying sword net.

Ye Fan activated the Fire God Furnace, causing it to expand to a height of one hundred zhang, towering like a mountain peak in the sky.

At this point, there was nothing to hold back; endless Black Flame surged in all directions.

This Black Flame was taken from Sunfall Ridge within the Taichu Forbidden Area. Although it was taken from the surface, it possessed an extremely terrifying temperature.

BOOM!

The inferno soared to the sky. The Black Divine Flame swept in all directions, engulfing over ten thousand Great Swords, slowly incinerating them.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Brilliance erupted from the Golden-Winged Little Roc King’s entire body. Ten thousand Great Swords charged out, replenishing the Sword Forest once again.

"This is insane!" Tu Fei exclaimed in shock.

"If this continues, the Black Flame will eventually be exhausted, while his Roc Feather Sword remains unextinguished. The consequences for Ye Fan would be unimaginable," Qing Yi said solemnly.

"That’s not necessarily the case. He constantly regenerates his Roc Feathers at a cost. Over time, he may not be able to bear it," Yan Ruyu spoke.

One hundred and eight thousand swords. Ten thousand swords moved at once, shattering the sky and submerging Ye Fan. He used the Fire God Furnace to blaze a path, charging towards the Golden-Winged Little Roc King.

BOOM!

Black Flame roared to the sky, ravaging the ten directions, rushing towards the Great Swords.

One hundred and eight thousand swords trembled in unison. Endless killing intent surged forth, forming a gigantic divine sword that towered into the clouds—this was the killing intent of one hundred and eight thousand swords!

SWISH!

A thousand-zhang-long Great Sword cleaved down. This terrifying killing intent made even Ye Fan feel a chill. One hundred and eight thousand swords united—their killing intent boundless!

BANG!

Ye Fan was suddenly struck and sent flying. Such a Killing Technique dealt a terrible blow to his sacred body.

"This is insane! Is this really a duel in the Second Layer Heaven of the Dao Palace?!"

"The Celestial Roc Clan’s Killing Technique is terrifying. If not for the sacred body, another person would likely have been obliterated in body and soul."

...

In the distant sky, the crowd was unable to remain calm.

BOOM!

Ye Fan mobilized the Fire God Furnace, its flames burning the ten directions, sweeping towards the one hundred and eight thousand Great Swords.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Golden Divine Swords shot forth like rainbows, appearing behind the Golden-Winged Little Roc King, evading the endless flames.

Although he had reached the stage of Roc Feather Regeneration, he could not withstand such terrifying flames; he did not want to be harmed.

The two confronted each other!

The Golden-Winged Little Roc King had not anticipated his innate Killing Technique being restrained; the Black Flame in the opponent’s furnace posed a great threat to his Roc Feather Sword.

"The sacred body indeed can lord over those of the same level, faintly suppressing the Golden-Winged Little Roc King," Tu Fei said joyfully.

Qing Yi shook his head. "It’s too soon to say. The Golden-Winged Little Roc King has the potential to become a Great Emperor. In every aspect, he isn’t much weaker than the sacred body. It’s simply weapon restraint for now."

"There’s still some gap. His physical body was tempered in the Four Extremes Secret Boundary," Tu Fei said.

"Is the sacred body truly so formidable? To think that even someone from our demon clan, who carries the hope of treading the path to Great Emperor, would fall behind at the same realm!" several cultivators from the demon clan whispered.

BOOM!

Suddenly, an extremely gruesome baleful air permeated the space between heaven and earth, making both flesh and spirit uncontrollably tremble.

It was as if an ancient Fierce Beast had broken free of its seal and descended upon this world. Endless killing intent ravaged the heavens!

"This is..." Everyone was shocked.

In the hands of the Golden-Winged Little Roc King, a pitch-black weapon appeared. It emitted a sinister black light that chilled to the soul, and this gruesome baleful air emanated from it.

"Great Wilderness Halberd!"

Many people turned ashen. Some lesser demons turned deathly pale, nearly collapsing to their knees in terror.

This weapon, forged from black metal, seemed to be alive. Its baleful air soared to the sky, invoking a chilling fear and exuding an intimidating might.

"It’s truly the Great Wilderness Halberd, the demonic weapon of the Old Roc King, forged through a life of slaughter!"

"Indeed, it’s the Great Wilderness Halberd! Limitless slaughter, rivers of blood, mountains of corpses—countless lives have been claimed by it!"

The pitch-black weapon emitted a sky-soaring malevolence, flashing with an icy metallic sheen, like a ferocious Wild Beast, exuding an incredibly gruesome presence.

"This is unfair! Golden-Winged Little Roc King, you’re wielding the weapon of a demon clan sovereign! How can anyone fight against that?!" Tu Fei shouted.

"Rest assured, it’s sealed. It does not possess the ’Great Wilderness’ might!" the Golden-Winged Little Roc King responded coldly.

The Great Wilderness Halberd, a demonic weapon forged over a lifetime by a demon clan sovereign. Although not comparable to peak weapons, it is still very terrifying.

"It truly is sealed. The Old Roc King wouldn’t let him overly rely on the demonic weapon prematurely," Yan Ruyu nodded in agreement.

No one knows just how fearsome the Great Wilderness Halberd is. Rumors say it is as heavy as a mountain; even those in the Four Extremes Realm struggle to hold it.

Perhaps only the Golden-Winged Little Roc King and individuals like Ye Fan with the sacred body can wield it at lower Realms.

The Golden-Winged Little Roc King stood with the Great Wilderness Halberd. His entire being shone like gold, while the Great Wilderness Halberd was as black as ink, forming a striking contrast. Their combined killing intents surged like an ocean.

And behind him, one hundred and eight thousand Great Swords all pointed skyward. Their Sword Qi pierced the heavens, making him appear incredibly formidable. His robust body exuded a wild ferocity.

BOOM!

Ye Fan summoned his cauldron. Initially a little over two inches tall, it quickly expanded to over a meter high, replacing the Fire God Furnace above his head.

This cauldron, ancient and unadorned, bore no killing intent. It exuded a sense of natural Dao law, as if illustrating the fundamental "Dao" and "Principle" of heaven and earth.

Within the cauldron, wisps of Black Yellow Qi draped down, enveloping him tightly, making him appear as if integrated with the Great Dao.