Swallowing the Stars: Start with an Enlightenment System

boom!

The moment the swords clashed, Bitor's expression changed. An indescribable force surged from the blades, numbing his arm and causing him to stagger backward several steps uncontrollably.

"Such immense power! Even more terrifying than a berserker!"

Not only him, but the berserker in the stands also had a gloomy expression, with a hint of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

"How long has it been, and his strength has increased to this level?"

In their last encounter, Baiyuan had to rely on domain suppression to barely defeat him, but now, his opponent has made a qualitative leap in both the amplitude of his power and the amplitude of his speed.

This rate of growth is simply terrifying.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

On the arena, the light of a hundred swords surged like a tide, endless and continuous.

Each strike was imbued with an incomparably sharp blade light. The blade's momentum was not only overwhelming, but also subtly created a sense of oppression that was constantly converging and overlapping, as if the entire arena was slowly shrinking under his blade.

"This swordsmanship... is terrifying!"

Bitol grew increasingly alarmed as the battle progressed.

He used his mental powers to control a flying sword to harass Bai Yuan from the side, attempting to distract him.

However, his opponent wielded the shield with ease in his left hand, deflecting and repelling all the flying swords, while his right hand's battle blade kept him pinned down, forcing him to defend with all his might, making it difficult for him to even find a moment to retreat.

The spectators were already buzzing with discussion, their exclamations of amazement echoing throughout the venue.

"What incredible swordsmanship! This skill alone is enough to put him in the top fifty!"

"Not only that! Look, his sword aura is still rising, as if there's no limit..."

"Not only his swordsmanship, but his shield technique and movement are also flawless. His attacks are as fierce as thunder, while his defense is as steady as a mountain. This kind of well-rounded, calm and experienced fighting style makes him the most troublesome opponent."

In the center of the battlefield, Baiyuan's eyes remained calm.

The golden domain rippled slightly with his breathing, becoming one with the gleam of the sword in his hand.

With each step he took, the force of his blade solidified; with each strike, the sharpness of his domain intensified.

Bitor felt as if he were trapped in a tightening golden net of blades; if this continued, defeat was only a matter of time.

"We can't delay any longer! We must completely break through his domain before his sword momentum reaches its peak; only then will we have a sliver of hope!"

A fierce glint flashed in Bitol's eyes.

He suddenly raised his battle sword high, and lightning erupted all around him. Blazing white arcs of electricity coiled around the blade, emitting a piercing crackling sound.

At the same time, the forty flying swords that were shuttling through the air suddenly spun around, interlocking and recombining with each other.

In an instant, it condensed once again into a giant sword crackling with lightning. Although its size was slightly reduced due to the loss of the eight flying swords, the lightning force gathered on it became even more violent.

"Thunderclap Blade! Thunderclap Sword!"

Bitol roared and drew his sword!

The battle blade, accompanied by a thunderous storm that tore through the sky, slashed down furiously, while the giant thunder sword also pierced through the air from the side, sealing off all of Bai Yuan's evasive angles.

This attack was like two top masters fighting side by side, their minds in perfect harmony, their sword energies and cries intertwining to form a destructive domain of thunder that instantly engulfed most of the arena!

A series of low cheers rose from the stands.

Many people recognize this as Bitor's trump card, a combined attack that he used to severely injure a top 40 powerhouse. Although he ultimately lost, it still made him famous.

However, Bai Yuan, who was in the center of the thunder, only narrowed his eyes slightly.

He suddenly thrust his shield forward with his left hand, the shield surface shimmering with a flowing, water-like luster. The moment the violently thrusting thunderous greatsword struck the shield, the lightning trembled violently and scattered in all directions, failing to shake him in the slightest.

At the same time, he casually swung his right-hand sword horizontally.

A hazy gray blade of energy silently swept out, and wherever it passed, the raging lightning seemed to be wiped away by an invisible force. The terrifying lightning blade disintegrated silently the moment it came into contact with the gray blade of energy.

"What?!"

Bitol's pupils contracted sharply, and all the color drained from his face.

Even the top fifty strongest warriors would not dare to be careless in the face of his desperate attack, and would have to pay some price.

But this person in front of me... so effortlessly dissolved it all!

Only the top thirty monsters in the entire arena could withstand his full-force combined attack so easily!

"I surrender."

Bitol decisively withdrew and admitted defeat.

His strongest move couldn't even budge the corner of his opponent's clothes; continuing the fight would only bring him humiliation.

Upon hearing this, Baiyuan smiled calmly.

In order to hone his combat skills, he always deliberately suppressed his strength, not only limiting the intensity of his domain, but also never using the physical strength boost brought by the "Immortal Vajra Body", always keeping his strength at the level of a normal ninth-level star.

And as it turns out, this tempering effect is indeed remarkable.

Today, his swordsmanship, combat adaptability, power generation, and even movement speed are all vastly different from what they used to be, having made significant leaps.

"You flatter me." Baiyuan replied calmly.

After stepping off the stage, his gaze fell directly on the berserker in the stands, his eyes cold and indifferent.

The berserker seemed oblivious, a fawning smile plastered on his face as he quickly approached.

"Yuan, your battle has truly opened my eyes! Even Bitol was defeated by you. In my opinion, there are probably only a handful of people in the entire arena who can beat you!"

"Your shamelessness has truly opened my eyes." Bai Yuan's tone was deep, with not a trace of a smile in his eyes.

"I was just hesitating whether to finish you off, but now it seems unnecessary. I'll give you three breaths to disappear from my sight."

The berserker's smile froze instantly. He swallowed hard, but ultimately didn't dare say anything more. He turned and left, his steps quickening until he was practically fleeing in panic.

He originally relied on the rules of the fighting arena, believing that no matter how angry Baiyuan was, he wouldn't dare to kill someone in public.

But just a moment ago, the chilling killing intent emanating from the other party made him realize his mistake. If he had lingered any longer, Bai Yuan would have killed him without hesitation.

As for whether Wu Zhanren would pursue the matter or avenge him, the Berserker had no time to think about it.

The person is dead. Even if Baiyuan is torn to pieces afterward, what does it matter to him?

Ultimately, only you can truly cherish your own life.

The moment the Berserker stepped out of the arena, before he could even decide where to go, an invisible and intangible soul attack pierced deep into his consciousness.

"How...how could this be..."

The berserker suddenly froze, his pupils dilated sharply, then quickly dilated again.

The light in his eyes was like a candle flame extinguished in the wind, and he slumped forward, collapsing to the ground with a thud.

Soul, annihilated!

The next moment, Baiyuan appeared beside him, his expression indifferent, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

"You've offended the abbot and you think you can leave... cough, you've offended me and you think you can leave unscathed? Dream on!"

He bent down and reached out, deftly removing all the storage items, weapons, and armor from the other person's body.

Bai Yuan's soul strength was already far superior to those of others in the same realm. In addition, he used a soul secret technique of the domain lord level, such as "Soul-Breaking Thorn". Dealing with an unsuspecting opponent of the same level was a piece of cake.

As for why they didn't kill him directly in the arena, it was simply to deliberately leave the opponent with a sliver of hope.

Let him think he has escaped a calamity, and in that moment of relaxation, let him face the true end.

Read Chapter 61, "Offending the Abbot and Still Wanting to Leave," now to start today's exciting content.