The Sword That Shook the Forsaken Domain [Part-2]

"There’s no comparison! His sword can be said to be the sword of a celestial. How can Soft Water Divine Sect Sword Art compare?"

Guardian Elder Jadis’s voice was heavy as it echoed through the chaotic battlefield. Even amidst the explosions of flame and the deafening roars of ancient beasts, his words still landed clearly in everyone’s ears.

For a brief moment, silence spread.

The students of the Soft Water Divine Sect stared blankly at the figure standing beneath the blood-colored sky. Their expressions were filled with disbelief.

Those words carried terrifying weight coming from Jadis.

He was not an ordinary cultivator. He was one of the core elders of the Soft Water Divine Sect, a veteran who had witnessed countless geniuses rise and fall throughout the years. Yet even he had spoken with such certainty.

Fiona’s teal eyes trembled slightly.

"Even our Divine Judgment can’t compare?" she asked softly, almost unwilling to believe it herself.

Jadis remained silent for a few breaths before finally nodding.

"Yes."

His tone was bitter, but there was also admiration hidden inside it.

"Our Divine Judgment emphasizes purity and overwhelming suppression through mana intent. It is powerful... very powerful. But Leon’s sword..." He paused, staring at the terrifying purple sword hanging above the heavens. "That sword already transcends ordinary Sacred Arts. It carries a will capable of tearing apart heaven itself."

Another elder nearby inhaled sharply.

"You mean... it has already touched the realm of celestial intent?"

Jadis slowly clenched his fists.

"I’m afraid so."

The surrounding crowd immediately erupted into discussion.

"So the Celestis Academy actually possesses such a terrifying sword inheritance?"

"If this continues, the Celestis Academy may truly surpass all the Powerful Sects in the future."

"Amethyst Summit Division alone already produced such a monster..."

Some sounded fearful.

Some sounded envious.

Others simply looked shaken.

Even the older experts who had lived for centuries felt pressure building in their hearts. Leon was still young, yet his sword already carried a terrifying momentum that countless people could never reach in their entire lives.

Fiona quietly watched the black-haired man standing in the storm.

The purple glow around his body reflected inside her eyes.

For the first time in years, she truly understood what it meant for heaven to favor someone.

"Hiss—!"

Suddenly, a furious shriek exploded across the battlefield.

The Inferno Swift Bird finally felt genuine danger.

The massive blood-colored sword hanging above the heavens radiated terrifying killing intent. Purple mana currents crackled around it like lightning from another world. The beast’s instincts screamed at it.

Danger.

Absolute danger.

Its scarlet eyes instantly became ferocious.

The giant bird completely ignored the attacks of the Smoke darke Lion behind it and focused solely on Leon.

It wanted to kill him first.

Its enormous mouth suddenly opened wide.

BOOM!

A horrifying suction force erupted from its throat.

The surrounding mountains trembled violently. Broken rocks, burning trees, corpses of beasts, and even rivers of fire were dragged toward the giant maw.

The sky distorted under that terrifying pulling force.

"Watch out!" someone below shouted in horror.

"That’s its devouring ability!"

"It’s trying to swallow him whole!"

Harry Taylor’s face instantly turned pale.

"Teacher!"

But Leon merely narrowed his purple eyes.

His midnight robes fluttered violently in the storm while his shoulder-length black hair danced wildly around him.

The pressure was immense.

Even space itself seemed to twist under the suction force.

Still—

He did not retreat.

The mana within his body erupted instantly.

The strength of a Sage Realm expert exploded outward.

Although resisting the suction was difficult, he remained standing firmly in the void like an immortal sword nailed into the heavens.

His lips slowly curled upward.

"Come on!"

Leon suddenly laughed.

It was not fear.

It was excitement.

Pure excitement.

Ever since learning the second form of the Font Sword Art, he had never truly unleashed it in battle.

Now—

Against this ancient beast—

He could finally test its true power.

Purple sword intent burst from his body like a tidal wave.

The sky shook violently.

Then—

Leon slashed downward.

BOOM!

The world seemed to split apart.

A massive crack tore across the sky itself as the blood-colored sword descended with unstoppable force.

Its momentum resembled an ancient dragon diving from the heavens.

The surrounding void shattered layer by layer beneath the pressure.

Everyone watching felt their scalps go numb.

"What kind of monster is this..."

"That sword can actually distort space..."

"It’s too terrifying!"

The Inferno Swift Bird shrieked wildly.

For the first time in countless years—

Fear appeared in its eyes.

It desperately tried to evade.

But it quickly realized something horrifying.

It could not dodge.

The sword intent had already locked onto its soul.

No matter where it fled, the sword would follow.

The giant bird let out a furious roar and opened its mouth again, trying to devour the incoming attack.

Dark flames erupted from its body.

Ancient runes lit up across its feathers.

It was using its inherited Sacred Art with full power.

But the sword still descended.

BOOOOOOM—!

The collision shook the entire Forsaken Domain.

A blinding explosion erupted across the heavens.

For a brief moment, nobody could hear anything anymore.

Then—

Blood began raining from the sky.

Scarlet blood.

Hot and steaming.

Everyone stared upward in horror.

One side of the Inferno Swift Bird’s enormous body had been sliced apart.

Half of its wing fell from the sky.

"F*ck!"

Someone below screamed unconsciously.

"Isn’t this too fierce?!"

The crowd instantly exploded into chaos.

Even many elders lost their composure.

"That was a pinnacle beast!"

"He actually injured it with one sword?!"

"No... not injured. That thing was almost cut in half!"

The scene was simply too shocking.

The Inferno Swift Bird was an ancient ferocious beast that had terrorized the Forsaken Domain for thousands of years.

Yet Leon’s sword had nearly killed it in one strike.

Even the Smoke darke Lion stopped attacking momentarily and stared blankly at Leon.

The beast could sense danger too.

High above the battlefield, the Inferno Swift Bird wailed miserably.

Its voice was filled with disbelief and pain.

It could not understand.

How could a mere human injure it to such an extent?

Even back then, Respected Zeon had only managed to suppress and expel it.

He had never truly crippled it.

Yet today—

A younger human had almost severed its life with one sword.

Fear finally spread through the beast’s heart.

Its giant body began falling from the sky.

Everyone below held their breath.

"Did... did he kill it?"

"No way..."

"A pinnacle beast can’t die that easily..."

But just as the giant corpse was about to crash into the ground—

A strange pulse suddenly spread outward.

The shattered flesh began regenerating rapidly.

Fresh crimson feathers emerged from torn flesh.

Broken bones reconnected instantly.

"Rectify Body!"

An elder shouted in shock.

Everyone’s expressions changed.

"That beast already stepped into the pinnacle Realm!"

"As long as its soul survives, it can regenerate!"

"What terrifying vitality..."

The atmosphere instantly became tense again.

In the sky, Leon frowned slightly.

"So that’s how it is..."

Without hesitation, he raised his sword again.

He intended to finish the beast completely before it fully recovered.

But suddenly—

The Inferno Swift Bird opened its mouth and spat out a gigantic fireball.

BOOM!

The blazing attack exploded toward Leon like a miniature sun.

Leon’s eyes sharpened.

He instantly slashed horizontally.

Purple sword intent collided against crimson flames.

The explosion forced him backward several hundred meters.

The air around him burned violently.

His sleeves were slightly scorched.

Below, Jadis immediately understood.

"It’s finally taking him seriously..."

Earlier, the Inferno Swift Bird had underestimated Leon because it was busy fighting the Smoke darke Lion.

That carelessness nearly cost its life.

Now it no longer dared to lower its guard.

The beast glared at Leon with pure hatred.

But beneath that hatred—

There was fear.

Deep fear.

It no longer wanted to continue fighting.

The injury to its soul was too severe.

If this continued, it might truly die here today.

The Inferno Swift Bird let out one final furious shriek before suddenly turning around and fleeing into the distance at terrifying speed.

"What?! It’s running?"

"A pinnacle beast actually fled?!"

"That sword really scared it!"

Leon’s eyes turned cold.

"You want to leave? Dream on..."

He instantly gave chase.

Space distorted beneath his feet as he teleported repeatedly through the sky.

Purple flashes streaked across the heavens like divine lightning.

But the Inferno Swift Bird was famous for its speed.

Even while heavily injured, it remained unbelievably fast.

Leon chased several times in succession—

Yet he still couldn’t catch up to it.