Martial Cultivator-Chapter 561: Raising the Curtains

With that ordinary flying sword came a flood of overwhelming sword qi and an abundance of powerful sword intent, sweeping across the heavens like an unstoppable force.

Sword qi rolled forth endlessly, vast and boundless.

The Demon Emperor was quickly enveloped by the endless sword qi.

Autumn raised her head, feeling the sword qi that was terrifying to the extreme, momentarily dazed.

But the Demon Emperor remained indifferent. As the flying sword that was wrapped in countless streams of sword qi approached, this monarch of the demon race waved his sleeve. Torrents of boundless demonic qi surged toward the sky, meeting the incoming flying sword.

The sword had come from thousands of miles away, its power continuously accumulating along the way. By now, it had become a true-blue strike from a great sword immortal. Whether it was as terrifying as the Sword Sect's great talisman was hard to say, but even if it were such an attack, it seemed unlikely that it could make this Demon Emperor dodge it.

Between heaven and earth, an extremely terrifying energy erupted in midair, its force spreading out, causing countless gusts of wind and snow to explode. Along the banks of the Onan River, sword intent crisscrossed with demonic qi. The aura of the two peerless powerhouses clashed and tangled, turning the scene into one of chaos.

After the Demon Emperor's single strike, he did not attack again but instead watched the scene in the sky like an outsider.

Regardless of whether that great sword immortal had arrived or not, since only one sword had been sent, the Demon Emperor had responded with just one strike.

As for the result, it was quite obvious.

The ordinary flying sword was torn apart by the demonic qi in midair, struggling to move forward. Though traces of sword qi still shattered the surrounding demonic qi, it seemed only a matter of time before it was completely defeated.

The Demon Emperor said with vicissitudes of emotion, “The sword is good, but it's just a sword. If the person had come, we could have sparred. Unfortunately, it's only a sword.”

The Demon Emperor was undoubtedly the strongest powerhouse in the world. In his view, the Sword Sect's Sect Master was merely someone who wielded a sword, the Temple Master of the Infatuation Daoist Temple was just a daoist, and the monk from Deercry Monastery was simply an old monk. The only person who could earn a measure of respect from him was the Great Liang Emperor.

Yet even so, he did not hide his admiration for the Sword Sect's Sect Master.

However, this admiration carried an unmistakable sense of condescension.

The sword was decent, but only just decent.

The man might be better than just decent, but would he dare come?

Could he see him?

The Demon Emperor said, "Are we going to fight again?"

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The Great Liang Emperor stood in the wind and snow, while those great demons hid within it.

But none of the demons retreated.

The Great Liang Emperor stood with his hands behind his back, lost in thought. This common ruler of the human race seemed to be contemplating whether or not to go on a killing spree here and now, one that would leave behind a legend to be remembered for generations to come.

At this moment, although he stood alone, the Great Liang Emperor seemed like the tallest mountain in the world, making those who looked upon him feel an overwhelming sense of awe.

No great demon dared to act recklessly.

The standoff continued, but the Great Liang Emperor appeared to have lost much of his interest. He was simply waiting for someone.

Waiting for a person who might come, but also might not.

That person was the most mysterious powerhouse under the heavens.

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A tall man in a gray robe arrived before the Northern Frontier Great Wall. He stood there, gazing at the imposing wall. Just as the soldiers at the pass were about to ask who he was, the gray-robed man remained silent for a moment in front of the wall, then leaped up, landing on top of the city walls.

Since many young cultivators had been passing through the Northern Frontier Great Wall recently, the grand array over at the Great Wall had not been activated.

However, when this gray-robed man appeared atop the wall, numerous divine crossbows immediately turned to aim at him.

Atop the wall, the Lord Warden Commander saw this uninvited guest and waved for the divine crossbows to turn around.

Sensing the overwhelming sword intent emanating from this gray-robed man, the Lord Warden Commander naturally knew his identity.

There was no other sword like this in the world, and no other sword cultivator like him.

The Lord Warden Commander smiled and said, "How fortunate, to witness the Sword Sect's Sect Master gracing the Northern Frontier with your grand presence."

The Sword Sect's Sect Master glanced at the Lord Warden Commander, one of the top three martial artists in the world, and said lightly, "Apologies for the disturbance. I'm heading to the demon territory."

The Lord Warden Commander understood and immediately ordered the grand array to be opened, creating a gap. At the same time, he said, "His Majesty has already headed up north."

The Sword Sect's Sect Master nodded slightly, indicating that he was aware, but he said no more. He turned into a ray of sword light and passed through the Northern Frontier Great Wall, arriving at the desolate northern plains.

He continued his slow journey north and soon encountered a group of demon cultivators blocking the path used by many young cultivators returning south.

The Sword Sect's Sect Master did not speak, he just slowly approached. That group of demon cultivators discovered him too. Then, with hideous grins, they charged at this tall human.

The Sword Sect's Sect Master did not stop his footsteps. He merely glanced at the demon cultivator leading the charge.

With just one look, a myriad of sword intent emerged from his eyes. The demon cultivator's body was instantly covered with countless sword scars, and then his body was decimated into countless pieces, falling to the ground.

The same fate befell the entire group of demon cultivators. No one saw any swords between heaven and earth, yet it felt as if swords filled every corner of the world.

Those swords might have been in the wind and snow, or perhaps in the cold breeze, but in truth, they existed only in the eyes of the Sword Sect's Sect Master.

The Sword Sect's Sect Master continued his journey north.

He soon arrived at the battlefield where Yu Xiyi had previously used the Sword Sect's great talisman.

Standing before the chasm, the Sword Sect’s Sect Master stopped and shook his head. Using his sword to slay an ordinary Nepenthe was truly overkill.

A moment later, the Sword Sect's Sect Master raised his head to look north, realizing that his sword had already been defeated.

However, he did not mind. Wanting to defeat that demon emperor with just one sword was nothing short of a fantasy. The current loss was something he could accept and was not concerned about.

Hence, he reached out and summoned the wind and snow, condensing it into a snow sword, then watched as it flew northward.

Every ten steps he took, he would create another snow sword, sending it forward.

By the time he reached the northernmost edge of the desolate north, about to set foot into the demon territory, countless snow swords were already waiting for him there.

The sky was densely filled with flying swords.

It was a magnificent and strange sight.

Within ten thousand miles, sword qi now lingered everywhere.

This spectacle was soon noticed by the demon race. A great demon arrived but, upon seeing those flying swords, that great demon immediately turned away, unwilling to stay even a moment longer.

Between heaven and earth, sword intent filled the air.

This was clearly a terrifying Great Sword Immortal who had nearly reached the end of the sword path!

The Sword Sect's Sect Master walked forward, with the flying swords moving alongside him, following closely behind. With every step he took, the sword intent around him grew heavier.

There were very few opponents in this world who could make the Sword Sect's Sect Master prepare so cautiously and treat the situation with such solemnity.

But at this moment, there was more than one such opponent in the demon territory.

However, all the demons who had rushed over upon hearing the news understood very well that this human powerhouse appeared in the demon territory with one and only one purpose.

To unleash his sword at the Demon Emperor.

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Everyone by the Onan River felt that distant sword intent.

Although it was still far away, everyone could sense an incomparably terrifying sword intent currently closing in on this place.

The great demons hiding within the wind and snow fell silent.

There was already a peerless martial artist here, and now another peerless sword immortal?

What had originally been a showdown between the younger generation had somehow escalated to this point?

As that sword intent drew nearer, several great demons in its path silently stepped aside. None of them wished to cross paths with that great sword immortal. Even if his target was not them, encountering him would still lead to a terrible outcome.

The Great Liang Emperor did not take advantage of the opening created by the sword intent to leave. Instead, he turned and began walking upstream along the Onan River. As he passed by those few humans, he smiled and said, "Let's go take a look at that demon race's royal city."

Hearing this, Yu Xiyi grew rather excited. He had already sensed the sword intent of his sect master and knew that his sect master was on the way. He could also vaguely guess what his sect master intended to do, so there was no reason to refuse.

Moreover, before the Great Liang Emperor had arrived, they had already been planning to visit the demon race's royal city. Now that the opportunity was here, there was no way he would pass it up.

The young monk remained silent, merely following the Great Liang Emperor as they turned toward the Onan River.

Chen Chao and Xie Nandu followed behind, neither of them speaking much.

However, everyone felt rather excited in their hearts. Heading to the banks of the Onan River meant not only a chance to catch a distant glimpse of the demon race's royal city but also possibly seeing the demon emperor. More importantly, they might witness a battle that could only happen once in a lifetime.

The world's strongest Sword Immortal and the world's strongest powerhouse were about to engage in an earth-shattering, peerless battle.

A battle destined to be recorded in the annals of history.