Above the desert, the King of Trepidation made his move, sending overwhelming Spiritual Qi of Trepidation to attack Priest Longmai. The extremely densely packed emotions of dread gathered together like forming layers of materialized demonic shadows.
The feelings of dread were the instincts of living creatures. Hidden deep in their hearts, they were constantly teaching the creatures what reverence meant, helping them to avoid natural disasters.
Terror helped humans avoid danger and survive in the natural world. However, too much terror would make humans hesitate advancing further, making them lose the courage to overcome difficulties.
‘To dread is to revere the world. It is an instinct all living creatures have. Who in the world is able to avoid feeling it?’
The King of Trepidation opened up his hand, and the spiritual Qis turned into a huge demonic shadow, engulfing toward Priest Longmai.
Such intense Spiritual Qi of Trepidation was capable of creating a stir in that hint of dread that was in anyone’s heart, turning a strong-willed general into a cowardly person. The Spiritual Qi of Trepidation spread out wantonly, having the prowess to scare the civilians in an entire city into id*ots.
At the instant the demonic shadow engulfed Priest Longmai, the green longsword in the Green Army’s Commander Ming Wang’s hands arrived as well.
The Green Army grasped the ability to replicate. They could replicate everything they had seen before, including the Thunder Calamity Sword in Priest Longmai’s hand.
However, when this sword replica pierced out, Ming Wang’s countenance changed. He could sense that the energy depletion of this replica had far surpassed his estimation. Even with his ring’s energy storage, he was only able to sustain it for merely over ten seconds.
Yet, this just made him even more determined to get his hands on this sword.
The green Thunder Calamity replica pierced out, penetrating through the layers of demonic shadows.
The King of Trepidation said angrily, “Ming Wang, you’re courting death!”
However, Ming Wang did not care about anything else and thrust out the longsword repeatedly. The sword strokes turned into streams of cold light and encompassed Priest Longmai.
Priest Longmai was placed in a straitened situation. Firstly, he was besieged and then had a tremendous amount of powers depleted. Furthermore, Zi Ling and the King of Trepidation had taken the opportunity to attack him with their great arts, causing both his spirit and will to seethe violently. This made it increasingly difficult for him to handle Ming Wang’s attacks.
Priest Tie wanted to render support, but he was also besieged by Hui He, Zi Ling, and the others.
As such, after Jessica was defeated, both Priest Longmai and Priest Tie were unable to hold on for too long. The Thunder Calamity and Abyss Swords were respectively snatched by Ming Wang and Reverend Fahui.
With that, the Reverend Fahui’s Commander Akaryuu Juushirou obtained the Panwei Sword, the Green Army’s Commander Ming Wang obtained the Thunder Calamity Sword, and the Orange Army’s Commander Reverend Fahui obtained the Abyss Sword.
The others—including Hui He, Zi Ling, the King of Trepidation—got nothing at all.
After the three Divine Swords were seized, Jessica, Priest Longmai, and Priest Tie wanted to fight to get the swords back at the risk of their own lives. However, Fang Xingjian’s voice rang out in their hearts. After some slight hesitation, they immediately flew away to escape.
No one stopped them in the entire process. It was because the seven armies’ commanders had turned all their attention onto the three Divine Swords.
After Akaryuu Juushirou snatched the Panwei Sword, he stood in void space, holding it with both hands. His will seemed to be interacting with the Panwei Sword incessantly. Streams of fiery red energy from his ring wrapped out ceaselessly toward the longsword, seemingly communicating with the energy in the sword.
The powers contained in the Panwei Sword far surpassed that of his earlier estimations. He felt his own will entering the sword like he had entered the world of a sword, with all sorts of sword light flickering to and fro. He could sense that there was endless profoundness and knowledge hidden in them.
‘That woman is too weak and can’t unleash the true prowess of this divine sword. Now that this sword in in my hand, my powers will become a lot stronger,’ Akaryuu Juushirou thought inwardly while feeling overjoyed. ‘With the assistance from this sword, I might be able to soar to great heights with just a single step, truly reaching to a great pinnacle. I might even… even be able to surpass that person.’
Seeing that the battle had ended and the trio from the White Army had fled, a hint of contempt flashed in Akaryuu Juushirou’s heart. He then saw the gazes coming from Hui He and the others. Akaryuu Juushirou held the Panwei Sword and swung it, sending a myriad of sword light bursting out. It wiped out the desert within a range of 1,000 meters, instantly vaporizing several million tons of sand.
Lofty sentiments that seemed irresistable and undefeatable surged in Akaryuu Juushirou’s heart. In addition to the fact that he was from the Red Army to begin with—a group that emphasized on supremacy and having clear thoughts—this state of mind complemented his character and even his ring’s energy surged a little more.
‘This is really a great divine weapon.’
After seeing the grim and astonished expressions on Hui He and the others, Akaryuu Juushirou felt even happier. He said coldly, “The White Army has been defeated and Longmai is on the escape. Isn’t everyone going to give chase?”
Hearing Akaryuu Juushirou’s words, the middle-aged man who was wearing a blue uniform stepped out. He was the Blue Army’s leader, Bruce.
Looking at the divine sword in the hands of Akaryuu Juushirou’s and the other two people, Bruce said outright, “Everyone, the origin of these three divine swords is fishy, and they have great prowess. That Fang Xingjian might be a visitor from beyond the heavens.
“These three swords mustn’t be used recklessly. They should be sealed up and studied in great detail to be sure that they aren’t harmful before we consider if we should be using them.”
“That’s right,” the King of Trepidation said as he stared at Green Army’s Ming Wang and the Thunder Calamity Sword he was holding. He continued coldly, “These weapons are strange. It’s best to keep them first. Otherwise, we might end up falling for that Fang Xingjian’s trap.”
Despite this, how could Akaryuu Juushirou—who had gotten his hand on the Panwei Sword—let go of it? How could he give it up so easily after sensing the great power and knowledge stored in the sword?
Ming Wang smiled and said, “I’ve already inspected this sword. It hasn’t been tampered with. I’m able to control its powers as if it’s a part of my arm. There aren’t any abnormalities.”
Akaryuu Juushirou did not hold back with his words, “I was the one who seized this sword. If you guys want to have it, come snatch it for yourself.” As he spoke, he darted out and disappeared. He had performed the Unbounded Leap and left.
Clearly, after getting his hands on the Panwei Sword, he was no longer willing to take part in any war. Instead, he wanted to find a quiet place to comprehend the profoundness in the sword in a bid to gain further breakthrough.
With Akaryuu Juushirou’s departure, Ming Wang chuckled, and his body started to slowly dissipate. Without anyone realizing, he had previously left behind a clone. His actual body had actually already retreated much earlier.
At the sight of this, the scene turned cold. The King of Trepidation’s eyes shone with a dangerous gleam. Clearly, he was infuriated that he had not managed to get his hands on any of the divine swords.
“Amitabha.”
At that moment, Reverend Fahui—who was in his orange monk robes—stepped out and said, “If everyone is agreeable, we can study this divine sword together. This sword contains great powers, but its origin is mysterious. Furthermore, it has an unclear relationship with Fang Xingjian. We must study it.”
