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In the past, Lian Yun had known about the One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws and had intended to cultivate its mindset, but he lacked the conviction to truly wield it. Now, as he prepared to clash with his opponents and compete with the Emperor, he found that conviction. There was no standing still; it was either progress or retreat—One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws.
Originally, the first form of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique was merely a completion, but now it had reached a level of maturity. The higher the realm, the more powerful the force one could unleash.
Before Lian Yun, Dongfang Yi retracted a hint of his guiding mentality, his expression a mix of satisfaction and seriousness. He raised his hand, and an immense, boundless sword intent surged forth, piercing through the heavens.
Above in the sky, a white cloud suddenly transformed into a gigantic white sword, soaring high and far beyond perception. Yet there was an overwhelming pressure descending like a collapse, causing Lian Yun's body to drop several dozen meters in an instant.
To think that a sword could embody such divine techniques was truly remarkable.
Although Lian Yun knew that Dongfang Yi possessed Sword Techniques, this was his first time witnessing and experiencing them. The truth was that their power was so formidable it made resistance seem futile.
However, Lian Yun's fighting spirit soared. With a hundred thousand Sword Intent flowing through his fingers like a great river merging into the sea, it surged into the giant sword above him. There was no concept of fusion; it was simply a wild influx.
As the Sword Intent merged in, the massive form at his fingertips began to disintegrate from the top of the hilt and spread upward. Yet as this disintegration began to take hold, the top of the hilt started to reorganize.
Thus formed waves that rolled across the giant sword.
With the disintegration and reorganization of the sword tip, what seemed to restore itself as a Greatsword was actually a brand new Greatsword, its momentum tenfold greater than before. Moreover, there was an overwhelming sense of unity.
At that moment, Lian Yun suddenly understood: the so-called Ten Thousand Sword Technique was not merely about merging Myriad Sword Techniques into one; rather, it was about directing all swords toward a single goal. It resembled The Three Thousand Paths leading to one destination—Myriad Sword Techniques required a unified objective.
For instance, all Myriad Sword Techniques aimed toward One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws.
However, Lian Yun's previous attempts at Sword Fusion were not mistakes; they were simply reflections of differing levels of understanding. It was akin to having a direction versus having a target—once the direction is set and a target established, one can move forward with purpose.
In this moment, the first form of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique reached its pinnacle—Myriad Sword One unified in perfection.
Yet Lian Yun did not cease channeling his Sword Intent. However, at the moment when the first form of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique reached completion, his hundred thousand Sword Intent was expelled from the giant sword. The giant sword glimmered with sword light; tenfold strength translated into ten thousand meters of radiant blade light enveloping those hundred thousand Sword Intents. While it might sound chaotic, in reality, its aura remained concealed yet potent.
The second form of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique had not yet been completed but seemed to have taken shape.
This exemplified the beauty of battles between masters; sometimes an individual might spend decades seeking understanding—like Elder Gu from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect—but in combat against another expert, clarity could emerge in an instant, just as it did for Lian Yun now.
Surely if Xiao Jun were to face Dongfang Yi in this encounter, his gains would be no less than those of Lian Yun.
Now, the first form of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique had reached perfection, a swordsmanship that even the Sword God Dongfang Yi had failed to comprehend. In terms of momentum, it still seemed inferior to the Sword Technique, yet the aura emanating from it had already left countless people in Kyoto breathless.
With the sword technique perfected, Lian Yun did not show off; with a single finger, he summoned the giant sword.
Dongfang Yi had been waiting for a long time, yet he showed no signs of impatience. Instead, he appeared increasingly satisfied and his expression grew more approving. As Lian Yun made his move, he pressed down with a finger, causing the White Cloud Giant Sword to sink immediately.
In the blink of an eye, Lian Yun's giant sword made contact with the tip of Dongfang Yi's White Cloud Giant Sword, and then the giant sword shattered while the White Cloud Giant Sword disintegrated.
In another blink, the White Cloud Giant Sword transformed into countless replicas, spreading out in a circular formation above the sky. Meanwhile, Lian Yun's giant sword broke apart into thousands of pieces and then swiftly gathered to silently form a long dragon that 'swam' toward Lian Yun.
"Not bad!" Dongfang Yi couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
Boom~~~~
A sound that surpassed thunder erupted, followed by a fierce gust of wind.
The long sword dragon suddenly became unstable, scattering like leaves in the wind. However, each individual sword, after disintegration, shot toward Lian Yun at an even faster speed.
Yet more than half of Kyoto was engulfed in a storm.
The entire city inhaled sharply; finally able to breathe again, this moment of respiration was far more crucial than their shock. If they did not breathe now, they would truly perish.
With his swordsmanship perfected, Lian Yun felt a faint joy—just a faint joy—because he knew that Dongfang Yi's Sword Technique had unleashed less than one-tenth of its true power.
He had heard from his mother and uncle about how his Uncle Yi's Sword Technique unleashed its full potential like an opening floodgate. A mere one-tenth of that power could cover an entire city; perhaps it was an exaggeration, but it illustrated just how immense true Sword Technique could be.
However, Lian Yun now had faith; with a prototype for the second form taking shape, his Ten Thousand Sword Technique would only grow stronger.
Like fine wine already brewed, it just needed time to settle and become richer and more fragrant.
"If there were a third form, it could rival my Sword Technique," Dongfang Yi said with a gentle smile, looking at Lian Yun with kind eyes as if he were a cherished disciple or beloved son.
"The third form?" Lian Yun lowered his head in silence.
The Ten Thousand Sword Technique needed a third form to compete with the Sword Technique. While this seemed to indicate a significant gap, it was important to note that although the power of the Sword Technique would increase with Dongfang Yi's abilities, its achievements had already reached their peak.
The Ten Thousand Sword Technique of Lian Yun is not limited to just three moves. If there are four moves, it signifies that the depth of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique surpasses that of the Sword Technique, and one day, it will ultimately exceed the Sword Technique.
However, when that day will come remains uncertain.
"I will not let you down, Uncle Yi."
Lian Yun looked up only to find Dongfang Yi had vanished without a trace. With a faint smile, Lian Yun stepped lightly and began to leave the capital.
The matters concerning the Lin Clan would be arranged by Grandma. As for Zhou Tong and the others, they likely wouldn't face any obstacles. Thus, Lian Yun planned to engage in some real combat.
In the Land of Huaxia, the best place for Lian Yun to fight would probably be Evil Spirit City. He chose not to go to Fengdu because it was at the southern end, where Zhang Jiao's forces were likely still stationed, which could cause unnecessary trouble. Instead, Lian Yun opted for a place called Lan Zhou within Evil Spirit City.
Traveling a thousand miles from the capital and utilizing the Sword Control Technique along with his ability to harness Earth Power, Lian Yun reached the outskirts of Lan Zhou in less than ten minutes.
"Everyone within Lan Zhou, either withdraw or hide in a concealed location. I, Lian Yun, intend to enter and investigate. You have half a day to comply."
Lian Yun's voice echoed throughout the city from outside Lan Zhou. Then, at the edge of the city and high in the sky, he raised his hand and lifted a massive sword that spanned a thousand meters, its blade radiating light for ten thousand meters as a warning.
(End of Chapter)
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