All-Heavens Game, the Strongest Player

Chapter 156 The Ultimate Power of All Heavens

From beginning to end, the Sword Saint didn't even glance at Jue Wushen, because a person of that level was like an ant to the Sword Saint now.

In fact, when the Sword Saint fought against Xiong Ba, he wasn't fighting Xiong Ba himself, but rather against destiny.

In terms of strength, let alone the black-haired Xiong Ba, even the current white-haired Xiong Ba is no match for the Sword Saint. Apart from the Chaos Demon Body spontaneously activating to resist the Sword Saint's sword, he can do nothing else.

Still unable to move.

It can only stand there like a stake, taking the beating!

This is Sword Twenty-Three.

If we're talking about who else in the entire hall can move, then it's only Chu Xiu, who has broken through the limits of the Wind God Leg and now has the ability to ignore restrictions, and Wuming, who has reached the "Heavenly Sword" realm!
Yes, Wuming was still able to move; he was not frozen in place.

Currently, Wuming, who has not yet fallen from the "Heavenly Sword" realm, is able to use sword intent to form his own "sword domain" within a foot around his body, thereby isolating the Sword Saint's "Sword Heart Hell" from the outside!
The saying goes, "A sword that travels ten thousand miles is not as valuable as a foot in front of you."

This one-foot sword domain represents the highest achievement of the Nameless Swordsmanship and is also a manifestation of his martial arts cultivation in the first half of his life!

Of course, this only means that Wuming will not be completely powerless. Whether he can actually hold off the Sword Saint in his primordial spirit state remains to be seen.

This still demonstrates that Wuming's cultivation level far surpasses that of the former Japanese swordsman Yagyu Muki.

He doesn't need to resort to tricks to break Sword Twenty-Three; instead, he can rely on his powerful swordsmanship to truly challenge Sword Twenty-Three—something that only one person in the original story could do in the entire world of Feng Yun.

That is the ultimate boss of the third part, Emperor Dongdao Lian Chengzhi!

Everyone else, whether it's Bu Jingyun or anyone else, relies on dodging and attacking the main body to break through!

But now, Tianjian Wuming has managed to withstand the attack head-on!

"Nameless is nameless after all. A sword domain of one foot, crippled but not useless. With you in this world, my path is not lonely!" As the Sword Saint spoke, he transformed into a giant primordial spirit sword and stabbed towards Xiong Ba.

He only had one strike left, and unfortunately, he couldn't determine a winner with the Nameless One.

But he had no regrets.

Upon seeing that one-foot-long sword domain, he already knew the outcome in his heart—from beginning to end, Wuming was just a broken sword, and his swordsmanship talent was unparalleled throughout the ages, far surpassing that of the Sword Saint.

Unfortunately, the Sword Saint was a pure swordsman; whether he had feelings or not, it was all about the way of the sword.

Despite being a swordsman, Wuming possessed a kind heart.

Even with a clear understanding of swordsmanship, one hesitates before drawing the sword.

In terms of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, Nameless has far surpassed the Sword Saint since he was twenty years old. His swordsmanship is unparalleled throughout history. However, if it were a duel to decide life and death, he would lose.

He lost because of his sword heart!

How can a person whose heart is dead, a person who is indecisive, reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship?

"Of the three thousand great paths, each one cultivates the mind. The power that blossoms from the mind is the ultimate power and the ultimate path in all the heavens and myriad realms. No matter how strong the power is, without a matching mind to support it, it is just a mirage, a castle in the air. This nameless one has always been 'greatly crippled'!"

Chu Xiu understood.

His peak was during his youth when he faced an immortal god, and his sword spirit remained unbroken.

That is the invincible Heavenly Sword.

Therefore, even the immortal god who possesses the power of immeasurable longevity is not confident in defeating him.

But after faking his death, Nameless was, in a sense, truly dead; what remained was merely a walking corpse without a sword heart!

"My inner strength should not be controlled by skills, but by my heart!"

Chu Xiu suddenly realized something.

He realized that his previous understanding of power was actually very shallow, and he had not truly mastered the power of the "Mark of the Heavens" - the human heart can change the heart of heaven, which is also a kind of release of spiritual power in a sense. However, after he had that power, he only regarded it as a means to control the world and did not properly understand it!
"Perhaps the difference between the fifth and fourth tiers lies in the understanding of mental power?"

He even had a kind of enlightenment.

Tenth-tier players transcend the river of time and create their own mark, all relying on the ultimate expression of their spiritual power. Otherwise, relying solely on strength, no matter how strong, one remains within the river of time and cannot transcend it!

Meanwhile, the battle continued. Even with his chaotic demonic body, Xiong Ba was still unable to withstand the Sword Saint. From the moment he was locked onto by "Sword Heart Hell," he had already lost.

There was not the slightest chance of winning.

However, as the chosen overlord, he will not be killed before his destiny ends!
"Don't come any closer!"

Outside, Dugu Ming, Shi Wuzun, Jian Chen, and others were protecting the old sword saint's body to prevent anyone from disturbing him.

However, Bu Jingyun didn't strike the Sword Saint with a palm, and Yu Chuchu didn't curiously poke him with her finger. Instead, a fly flew past right under everyone's noses and landed on the Sword Saint.

As a result, this tiny bit of power, which was not even enough to kill an ant, actually broke the balance.

It caused the Sword Heart Hell to collapse.

The swordsman's body also suffered a backlash and was instantly reduced to ashes.

"This……"

Chu Xiu could only say that the laws of this world are truly unpredictable; the power of plot-driven death is simple and brutal. No matter how outrageous it may seem, the facts are set.

However, the Sword Saint was ultimately a member of the Peerless City, and nominally, he was the patriarch of the Peerless City.

Can we just stand by and watch someone die?

Wearing an "ice mask" to impersonate Indra is precisely for the purpose of making it easier to save people, isn't it?
"Haha, interesting, interesting!"

Suddenly, in the sky, amidst the clouds, a huge, icy face that covered the entire World Society appeared, uttering the slightly mad voice of "Xu Fu".

This made all the players' hearts tighten.

He couldn't help but think to himself, "Holy crap, why is Indra here?"

Even those who had just witnessed the incredible power of Sword Twenty-Three were terrified when they saw that giant, icy face.

Some of the more timid ones even knelt down.

They exclaimed, "God!"

Having narrowly escaped death, Xiong Ba widened his eyes and tensed up once again.

The nameless man, who had remained calm throughout, was now completely unsettled. He looked up at the sky and thought to himself, "What kind of incredibly powerful expert is this?"

Even the gods who claimed to be immortal did not exert such pressure on him.

"How can we let such an interesting person die so easily? Behold my Sacred Heart Technique!" Chu Xiu imitated Di Shitian's voice and reached out to gather the dissipating primordial spirit of the Sword Saint.

Then open the gate to the world of Tianlong.

A glance at the sweeping monk revealed that he had condensed another half of a Buddha's bone.

"Only half, but that's enough!"

After saying that, he reached out and took the half of the Buddha bone, throwing it into the Sword Saint's primordial spirit to help him condense a physical body.

The sweeping monk sat cross-legged in place, devoid of joy or sorrow.

"If I don't go to hell, who will? Monks are compassionate, detached from worldly desires, free from anger and resentment... what a load of rubbish! At least before they would wait for me to finish my cultivation, now they want to take even half of it?"

……

On the other side, in the arena, Chu Xiu, who had transformed into Emperor Shitian, quickly rescued the Sword Saint.

Xiong Ba broke out in a cold sweat, while Wuming, though greatly shocked, revealed a smile that he hadn't shown in a long time—he hadn't smiled for decades since his wife's death, but he was truly happy that his confidant had come back to life.

Then, a hope arose in his heart, thinking about the possibility of being resurrected.

They were about to step forward and ask "Indra" if he could resurrect someone who had been dead for many years.

But at that moment, a group of people who shouldn't have been there at all jumped out, leaving Chu Xiu completely dumbfounded!
(End of this chapter)