Martial Arts to Supremacy

Chapter 15 The Luxurious Lineup of Wan Jian Peak

As Li An left Xinghe Peak, the faint golden light lingering around him transformed into a steady figure on the forest path.

Although the battle to break the formation just now did not consume too much spiritual energy, it gave him a deeper understanding of the methods of the disciples of the various peaks of the Xuantian Sect. Su Muqing's formation was unpredictable and exquisite. If it were an ordinary cultivator of the same realm, they would have been trapped in the formation and defeated long ago.

Only he, with his unparalleled physical body tempered by the wordless jade book, could overcome skill with brute force and strike directly at the heart of the formation.

Su Qingyue walked slowly beside her, her red dress fluttering, her brows and eyes always carrying a hint of worry. In the battle at Xinghe Peak just now, Li An won decisively, but the solemnity in her heart did not diminish at all.

"Star River Peak relies heavily on formations, which is a clever trick, but the upcoming Ten Thousand Swords Peak is a real battle of swordsmanship, and every step is fraught with danger."

She looked up into the distance and saw a solitary peak piercing the clouds at the horizon. The peak was entirely bluish-black, and its rock face was barren, covered with countless sword marks of varying depths.

Those sword marks, though thousands of years old, still retain an incomparably fierce sword intent; even from miles away, one can feel that sharp aura that pierces the sky.

The entire Wanjian Peak was shrouded in dense sword energy. Fine sword winds often whistled through the air, cutting through the air with a buzzing sound. The clouds and mist on the peak were all shattered by the sword intent, turning into countless wisps of mist that drifted away.

From a distance, the entire mountain peak resembles a peerless immortal sword lying dormant in the world, exuding a powerful aura that makes heaven and earth wary.

"Wanjian Peak is the peak with the deepest foundation in swordsmanship among the six peaks of Xuantian Sect. The disciples of the peak all cultivate the sword path, abandoning complicated techniques and focusing on sword skills and sword intent. Everyone is arrogant and pure in sword heart. When they strike, it is a killing move without any hesitation."

Su Qingyue explained softly, her tone full of solemnity, "Compared to the array restraints of Xinghe Peak, the disciples of the peak have a more direct and domineering offensive. You must not let your guard down."

Li An nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on the solitary peak radiating sword intent, his aura unconsciously becoming sharper, and the fighting spirit in his heart surging.

Having cultivated diligently for a long time, his physical body and skills have reached their peak, but he rarely sparred with pure sword cultivators. This challenge is both to fulfill the one-month agreement and a rare opportunity to hone his sword skills.

"Many talented individuals have emerged from Wanjian Peak; Chu Xinghe is not the only one." Seeing his calm expression, Su Qingyue continued to explain the situation on the peak.

"Chu Xinghe is the most amazing disciple of Wanjian Peak in the past hundred years. He has entered the late stage of the Transformation Realm at a young age and has awakened the middle-grade Earth-rank Frost Sword Technique. His sword talent is the best among the six peaks."

When he unleashed his Frost Sword Technique, it froze thousands of miles. Wherever the sword shadow passed, everything froze. The sword intent was malevolent, and its destructive power was unparalleled among those of the same level.

Besides him, Wan Jianfeng has three other formidable talents.

First, there is Shang Tiannan, a disciple of Sword Peak, who specializes in the domineering sword path. His Dharma form is the Yellow-rank high-grade Mountain-Splitting Sword. His sword aura is fierce and unparalleled. He strikes with wide and sweeping movements, specializing in using brute force to overcome skill. With a single strike, he can split mountains and shatter rocks. He ranks third among the Ten Thousand Swords Peak members and prefers head-on confrontations.

Secondly, Wen Hanqiu cultivates the elegant and agile Flowing Cloud Sword Technique. His Dharma form is the Yellow-rank superior Flowing Cloud Sword. His body movement and sword skills are integrated into one. His sword moves are unpredictable, like flowing clouds passing by, leaving no trace. He is good at moving around and launching surprise attacks, often defeating his enemies unexpectedly. His ranking is second only to Lin Cang.

Thirdly, there is Zhao Xuan. This person has a calm and steady sword mind and mainly cultivates defensive swordsmanship. His Dharma form is the Yellow-rank high-grade Rock Sword. He defends against enemies with his sword, making it as solid as a rock.

Despite its seemingly weak offense, it possesses unparalleled defense and is extremely difficult to break through. It is the most troublesome opponent of Wanjian Peak. Many disciples who have fought against it have been defeated due to exhaustion after prolonged attacks.

These three are all outstanding core disciples of Ten Thousand Swords Peak, with cultivation levels all at the early stage of the Transformation Realm. Their swordsmanship far surpasses that of ordinary disciples. They are only less famous because they are overshadowed by Chu Xinghe's brilliance. However, underestimating them will surely lead to great losses.

As they spoke, the two had already stepped onto the stone steps leading to Wanjian Peak.

The stone steps were made entirely of hard black iron stone, but they had long been riddled with holes by the sword intent of generations of sword cultivators.

With each step, one could feel the chilling sword intent emanating from beneath their feet, eroding their spiritual energy. If an ordinary cultivator's cultivation level was insufficient, stepping onto the stone steps would result in their flesh being cut by the sword intent.

Li An walked steadily, golden light flowing around him, the spiritual energy of the wordless jade book automatically protecting him, blocking all the fragmented sword intents, as he climbed the steps one by one.

The higher you go, the denser the sword energy becomes. By the time you reach the mountainside, the sword shadows have already materialized in the air.

Those sword shadows hovered in the air, constantly weaving through the air, emitting piercing shrieks. If one were to be slashed by a sword shadow, even if it did not kill them, their spiritual energy would be dissipated.

Along the way, you can see many disciples of Wanjian Peak, some sitting on boulders to comprehend the sword intent, and others repeatedly slashing with long swords.

Each figure was surrounded by sword energy, their eyes sharp as swords, and their gazes toward Li An carried the arrogance and scrutiny unique to sword cultivators.

No one stepped forward to stop them; they simply watched silently, their eyes filled with curiosity. In their eyes, no one had ever dared to provoke Wan Jianfeng.

Upon reaching the summit plaza, the view before one's eyes is even more breathtaking.

The square was vast and boundless, its ground made of smooth, mirror-like bluestone slabs polished by sword energy, covered with countless sword marks.

In the center of the square stands a hundred-foot-tall sword pillar, covered with all sorts of broken swords. Each broken sword retains a sword intent, strong or weak, which, when combined, forms a powerful sword pressure that envelops the entire square.

Around the sword pillar, disciples of Wanjian Peak had already gathered, each holding a long sword, their posture upright, their sword energy soaring into the sky, forming a blue sword cloud that floated above the square, its aura terrifying.

At the front of the crowd, three figures stood on either side, their sword aura restrained yet still exuding a formidable sharpness.

On the left is a tall and robust man dressed in a black sword robe with a resolute face, holding a broad and heavy sword in his hand.

It was Lin Cang. He exuded a fierce and domineering aura, his eyes staring at Li An like a tiger, a provocative smile on his lips, and his fighting spirit was undisguised.

Beside him stood Wen Hanqiu, dressed in a light blue dress, with a graceful figure, holding a slender longsword, her eyebrows and eyes gentle.

Yet, his eyes concealed a sharp sword intent, and his sword energy was as light as mist, seemingly gentle but actually harboring murderous intent. He was like a cloud in the wind, making him unpredictable.

On the other side, Zhao Xuan, dressed in a gray sword robe, had a calm expression. The long sword in his hand was simple and unadorned. His aura was as steady as a mountain, and his sword energy was thick and condensed. When he stood there, he was like an unshakable sword mountain, exuding an indestructible defensive power.

Directly in front of the three, a figure in white stood with his hands behind his back, quietly standing beneath the sword pillar.

The man wore a pristine white sword robe, spotless, his posture as upright as a sword, his dark hair fluttering in the wind, and his face incomparably handsome.

Yet, he exuded a chilling, icy sword intent, freezing the air within a few meters around him into frost, and covering the ground with a thin layer of ice.

He was Chu Xinghe, the top prodigy of Wanjian Peak.

Chu Xinghe slowly raised his eyes, his gaze as cold as ice, and looked at Li An without any emotion.

But with just a glance, he carried endless sharp sword intent, like countless tiny ice swords, piercing straight towards Li An, trying to shake his mind.

In an instant, an extremely cold sword aura swept over him, the surrounding air instantly froze, and the chilling sword intent drilled into his body through his pores, trying to tear apart his spiritual energy and sting his flesh.

This is the aura of a holder of a Earth-rank Dharma Aspect, far surpassing that of cultivators of the same rank. With just sword intent, it is enough to suppress ordinary early-stage Transformation Realm cultivators.