Shrouding the Heavens: The Ultimate Daoist Venerable

Chapter 143 A Torrent of Ten Thousand Swords
Upon learning the details of the Demon Cave, the demon cultivators became excited. They naturally knew the level of the first four prodigies who passed the trial. After all, that was the pinnacle of their demon race's history.

Now that Yuanxiang King has also reached this level, it means that their demon race's fifth Venerable is about to be born. Furthermore, since the previous prodigy was suppressed and killed by the Boundless Heavenly Venerable, the difficulty of the Myriad Demon Cave has increased even further over the past tens of thousands of years.

Of course, it was precisely for this reason that no one passed the test during the ten thousand years that Wuji Tianzun was in power.

However, this means that if it were tens of thousands of years ago, the Demon Ape King could have cleared the level. The fact that the Yuanxiang King can still clear it now means he has actually surpassed his predecessors.

That means their demon race already possesses two young supreme beings. Facing the human race, whose highest level is currently only at the Great Saint realm, they might be able to become the dominant force on the ancient primordial star in less than a thousand years.

Of course, this is all on the premise that the few remaining geniuses of the human race are not as good as Yuanxiang King. However, this is a highly probable event. After all, the Demon Ape King's talent is no less than Chongxu and Yao Jinyun, so Yuanxiang King, who is even better, should naturally be stronger than them.

"My human friends, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible, lest the Yuanxiang King attain enlightenment in the future and cause your people to suffer endless bloodshed and commit boundless atrocities."

"You have an old saying, 'A wise man submits to circumstances,' hahaha..."

The demon cultivators celebrated their victory with great joy, their excitement overflowing.

"Hmph, your demon race has already produced four such prodigies, yet my human race still stands strong. What exceptions will there be this time?"

“That’s right, and our clan’s prodigies are not necessarily going to lose. Chongxu is a primordial Dao embryo and has also used rare divine marrow to cleanse his body. He is definitely not weaker than your demon clan’s young supreme.”

"Our human race can produce true young supreme beings without resorting to crooked and evil methods like the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, which creates countless wronged souls out of nowhere."

The cultivators of the two races began arguing and bickering incessantly, even showing signs of a potential full-blown war. After all, the Boundless Great Celestial Venerable had been missing for ten thousand years, and even his Great Dao imprint had completely dissipated. Therefore, the accumulated grudges and resentments were beginning to spiral out of control.

The Great Sage Qian Yuan snorted coldly and said, "What kind of behavior is this, making such a racket? Be quiet and watch carefully."

The Daoist chanting rolled in, instantly making the cultivators of both races dizzy and speechless, no longer daring to make a sound, but they still exchanged glances. If looks could kill, this place would already be a river of blood.

The Great Sage Xuantu leisurely sipped his tea and said, "You humans really put a lot of effort into these kinds of ingenious skills. How about you give me a set of this tea set later?"

Looking at the other party's smug expression, the Great Sage Qian Yuan said, "Brother Xuan Tu, it seems you have victory in your grasp?"

The Great Sage Xuantu smiled slightly and said, "Brother Qian Yuan, if you simply admit defeat and hand over Mount Tai to us, then your descendants can still be spared. If you let King Yuanxiang take action, they will either die or be seriously injured."

The Great Sage Qian Yuan's face was gloomy. He said, "Is that so? Then let's wait and see who wins the Mount Tai prize. As for this tea set, if you like it, I'll give it to you. I'm just afraid you won't be in the mood to drink it."

The Great Sage Xuantu laughed loudly, "Then thank you very much, Brother Dao."

A faint sense of unease crept into Qian Yuan Da Sheng's heart; perhaps this time things were truly dire. If Yuan Xiang Wang was indeed that strong, then Chong Xu might be in danger. However, for some reason, he suddenly thought of Wu Ji.

How could that be? Even if he is exceptionally talented, he is still a cultivator who has taken a single, unorthodox path in the cultivation of a secret realm. It is too much of a stretch to compare him with a young supreme being like Yuanxiang King, who has the potential to attain the Dao.

Qian Yuan Dasheng shook his head and turned his gaze to the battle platform.

On the battle stage, Yuanxiang King was in the lead, extremely arrogant, while the other three demon kings had already sat down, each waiting to watch the show with ease, as if they had already defeated them.

Seeing this, the four human prodigies felt a flicker of anger. Chongxu said in a deep voice, "King Yuanxiang, are you joking? You really intend to defeat all four of us by yourself, without the other demon kings needing to intervene?"

Yuan Xiangwang rolled his eyes and said impatiently, "I hate repeating myself, but since this matter is quite important, I'll say it again. The three of them will not make a move anymore. As long as any one of you can defeat me, you can win Mount Tai."

"If you lack confidence, then all four of you come at me together, how about that? What do I, King Yuanxiang, have to fear?"

Yuanxiang King burst into laughter, his arrogance surpassing even that of the former Mad Lion King.

Unable to contain himself any longer, Wan Jianyi said, "How arrogant! Let me, Wan Jianyi, experience your superior skills!"

Chongxu transmitted his voice, saying, "Brother Wan, don't be anxious! This demon may seem arrogant, but he is actually very shrewd. We must not underestimate him. He is trying to disturb our resolve by saying these things. He can subdue other demon kings, so this demon is definitely not to be underestimated."

As Wan Jianyi walked forward, he transmitted his voice, "Don't worry, I'm just playing along. I won't underestimate him. If I can win, everything will be fine; if I can't win, remember to observe his strengths and weaknesses. I can lose, but the human race cannot lose."

Chongxu and Yao Jinyun felt slightly relieved, but Wuji sighed softly.

Chongxu said in a low voice, "Wuji, you saw through Yuanxiang King's extraordinary abilities long ago; your insight is truly remarkable. In your opinion, what are Brother Wan's chances of winning?"

Wuji shook his head and said, "Zero."

What? Yao Jinyun and Chongxu were both shocked and couldn't believe it for a moment. After all, they weren't confident that they could completely defeat Wan Jianyi, but Wuji believed that Wan Jianyi had no hope of defeating Yuan Xiangwang.

Doesn't this mean that, in Wuji's mind, they were all definitely inferior to Yuanxiang King?
But before they could ask any further questions, Wan Jianyi and Yuan Xiangwang had already begun fighting.

Wan Jianyi and Yuan Xiangwang arrived at the center of the battle platform. The great formation was activated, and a divine light slowly shone in the center of the battle platform. Another great formation separated the center of the battle platform from the other areas, leaving only the two of them facing each other.

From outside the grand formation, the battlefield didn't appear large, but to Wan Jianyi and Yuanxiang King, who had already entered, it was a vast, boundless plain. This was a formation pattern that contained the vastness of space within a mustard seed, altering the space itself using spatial laws.

A slight unease rose in Wan Jianyi's heart, but he instantly dispelled it by channeling his sword intent. His mind was free of distractions, his sword heart clear, and countless sword lights crisscrossed around him, weaving into runes that transformed into the myriad phenomena of the world.

It contains mountains and rivers, endless living beings, divine palaces and celestial palaces, and starry universes. The scenery formed by these sword energies is constantly changing, creating a world of swords.

This is the Great Formless Sword Qi, a supreme secret technique from the Formless Sword Sect.

The sharp sword intent soared into the sky, and even outside the great formation, other cultivators felt as if they were being pricked by needles all over their bodies.

As Wan Jianyi had said, he did not underestimate his opponent. He immediately used the ultimate killing move from the Great Formless Sword Qi – the Torrent of Ten Thousand Swords.

These countless phenomena, woven from sword light, instantly converged into a raging tide, sweeping towards the Yuanxiang King.

Yuan Xiangwang was like a lone boat adrift in towering waves, seemingly about to be swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

But King Yuanxiang remained calm and said loudly, "Is this the Great Formless Sword Qi? It's all show and no substance, all movement and no skill, nothing more than a showpiece. It may fool others, but it's too clumsy to deal with me."

(End of this chapter)