Martial Cultivator

The page floated between the two of them, moving without any wind, like ripples spreading across the surface of a lake.

The paper made a rustling sound, which to Chen Chao, was the most beautiful sound; akin to celestial music.

He unleashed one saber strike after another, not aiming to win, which was indeed difficult because he had no cultivation to deal with the white skeleton before him. From the very beginning, his goal was to provoke this white skeleton to take the initiative to attack him, whether by slashing, chopping, or stabbing, as long as the skeleton made a move, that would be enough.

The paper had already proven many things.

When Yu Xiyi saw this page for the first time, he provoked it, only to be injured by the aura on the page.

During the battle between Daoist Master Ironcloud and Lord Warden, in the most difficult moment, he thought of taking Chen Chao with him into the shadow of death. However, when he arrived in front of Chen Chao and his ready strike landed on the page, it also gave him an answer.

Daoist Master Ironcloud was severely injured as a result.

The origin of this page was unknown even to Daoist Master Ironcloud. All he knew was that it was the hand-script of an ancient powerhouse. This powerhouse had left their aura within the handwriting, so this page turned into an extraordinary existence.

This page came from this ancient ruin. Now that it encountered the white skeleton from the same ancient ruin, what kind of reaction would it have?

There would be an answer soon.

The corroded sword emitted a surging sword qi. The brilliance at the tip of the sword was extremely dazzling. The white skeleton probably sensed the extraordinary nature of that sheet of paper, but at this point, it was difficult to stop. Even if it could stop, it probably would not. That was the pride of a sword cultivator, whether in life or death.

Hence, it unleashed its sword strike with all its power, delivering an attack with unparalleled killing power.

Sword qi surged from the sword, and the corroded sword vibrated slightly. The sound of the sword cry was different from when it first appeared; it carried a joyful emotion.

As the sword vibrated, rust continued to fall, like scattered sword qi.

The sound of a sword cry sounded out between heaven and earth.

The war swords in the hands of those skeletons similarly began to hum, creating harmony.

It was difficult to determine the current realm of this white skeleton, but it was evident that many years ago, when it was still alive, it must have been an incredibly formidable sword cultivator.

It might even have been a sword immortal!

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Thousands of words could not fully describe it.

The tip of the sword finally landed on the paper filled with golden characters.

In an instant, countless golden lights burst forth, illuminating the entire cemetery.

A brilliant radiance!

The blood mist and the darkness seemed to be fully dispelled by this golden light at this moment.

All filth was eliminated

A terrifying aura emerged here, surging out from the page!

The hand of the white skeleton gripping the sword tightened.

In those two clusters of eerie green light, there was an excited emotion.

Previously, when he saw this emotion in Chen Chao's eyes, he could not comprehend it. Later, he understood. Now, he had the same emotion in his eyes too. He was delighted.

He was a sword cultivator, and what he desired most was to encounter an opponent and engage in a good battle.

During his lifetime, he never encountered it, which had always been a regret. But who would have thought that after death, he would find one?

Even if the so-called opponent was not a living thing either.

How could he not be excited?

There was another emotion within those two clusters of eerie green light, apart from excitement.

It was desire.

It was the sword's desire, and also his.

A torrential sword qi erupted, shaking the entire cemetery.

Chen Chao was closest to the origin of the sword qi and felt it the most intensely. His complexion turned deathly pale.

Such a terrifying sword qi was something he had never seen before. Among the sword cultivators he had encountered, Yue Xiyi had the highest level of sword cultivation. However, his sword qi could not even be compared to the one emanating from this white skeleton. The sword qi displayed by the white skeleton was just too overwhelming and terrifying.

This was a sword immortal!

Chen Chao could barely keep his eyes open. Through the sea of sword qi, it was as if he saw an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, dressed ordinarily too, sitting in front of him. An ordinary iron sword lay horizontally across his lap.

Perhaps this was how the white skeleton looked in life, unremarkable in appearance, without any sword immortal bearing.

But perhaps he truly was a sword immortal.

The power of a sword immortal was immense. They could crush many cultivators and could decide life and death with a single strike. However, it was evident that the sheet of paper before them, more precisely, the one who had written on that page, was not afraid of some sword immortal.

The terrifying aura soon collided with the overwhelming and terrifying sword qi.

The white mist in the entire tomb was torn apart, turning into streaks. This was a phenomenon created by the sword qi moving freely and rampantly through this place. The terrifying auras were like a strong wind, directly dispersing the white mist.

This was the encounter of two great powerhouses. Although neither of them was in their best condition, since they met, they could not avoid a battle.

However, Daoist Master Ironcloud had already used his life to prove one result: if one could not transcend the Nepenthe Realm, one would not be able to defeat the existence on that page of paper.

The entity who wrote this sheet of paper was definitely above the Nepenthe Realm. But how far above, no one knew.

The overwhelming sword qi and the berserk aura collided, crashing throughout the cemetery. Even the cultivators in the distance felt tremendous pressure at this moment too. Many of them took out their magic artifacts to shield themselves. However, in the next moment, they heard strange sounds, as if something was being cut.

Until someone's robe was sliced open, and small wounds appeared on their bodies, did they realize that it was sword qi.

The white skeleton's attack did not target them, but the sword qi that overflowed was enough to injure these cultivators who lacked cultivation.

Someone turned to look at the tall stone monuments behind them and saw that even those stone monuments had numerous sword marks of varying depths.

Chen Chao's previous attempts with his saber could not leave the slightest mark, which was sufficient to indicate the toughness of these stone monuments. However, toughness was always relative.

As long as your saber or sword was sharp enough, even the toughest objects had the possibility of being cut.

The sword qi represented the white skeleton's many years of bitter cultivation.

But, such wanton sword qi would anger that sheet of paper.

A more surging and terrifying aura poured out of the page of paper, shattering the surrounding sword qi instantly, and then annihilating them.

The corroded sword trembled violently, and countless rust fell down. But, it was crushed before reaching the ground, turning into fine dust.

The white skeleton watched this scene, lost in thought. His hand gripping the sword also began to tremble.

Human bones were connected by flesh and blood, but when there were only white bones, they were held together by a delicate aura.

At this moment, the aura was unstable, causing the two hand bones to move up and down comically.

It looked comical, but no one could laugh.

Because at this moment, the sword qi and the terrifying aura from the page of paper reached a critical point. They intertwined countless times, and then tore each other apart here, releasing their frenzied energy in all directions.

Like an avalanche!