Chapter 201: Chapter 133: Seven Absolute, Seven Transform, Seven Harm Sword! (Part 2)

Perhaps, Ling Beichen can restore his sanity... Of course, if he can’t hold on and dies directly, I would have completed my mission anyway.

"Ah!!!!!!!"

Ling Beichen immediately let out an intense scream.

His piercing scream spread in all directions, and everyone who heard it was affected by the strange force contained within it.

Some staggered back in panic, their faces filled with fear; some were in so much pain they almost fell to the ground.

Others were holding their heads and rolling on the ground.

From the crowd, someone flew out, waved their sleeve, and stood in front of everyone:

"Those with weak Inner Power should retreat; this battle is not for you to witness."

Immediately, some clasped their hands in salute and stepped back, while others craned their necks, wanting to see the outcome of the battle.

As for the siblings Xu Mao and Xu Qiaohui, they had already been pulled far away by Zuo Wenchuan.

They already knew that the two people fighting were extraordinary, and if they dragged two common people to watch closely, wouldn’t that be intentional murder?

Yet even so, watching from afar still made his heart pound.

Despite years of Buddhist practice, which he thought had made him as calm as still water, unmoved by external things.

Seeing Chu Qing, so young yet possessing such Cultivation, inexplicably stirred some ambition within him.

When Chu Qing’s palm struck, he was naturally the first to bear the brunt of Ling Beichen’s scream.

But with the protection of the Mingyu Scripture, the sound, though horrifying, was insufficient to shake him even a bit.

His Palm Force continued to increase, pressing Ling Beichen’s head forward with one hand.

Ling Beichen screamed and retreated, with each step creating a deep pit in the ground. After retreating dozens of steps, Chu Qing’s Palm Force suddenly surged.

Ling Beichen was thrown into the air, his body forming an arc in the sky, and when he landed, he lay face down.

He opened his mouth, forcefully stood up, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Upon raising his head, his cloudy eyes gradually cleared.

He reached up to touch his forehead and suddenly spoke:

"Thank you..."

"Has he really regained clarity?"

Chu Qing squinted his eyes:

"What is that thing?"

Ling Beichen looked at Chu Qing and slowly uttered three words:

"Yama’s Order."

"Yama’s Order?"

Chu Qing slightly furrowed his brow:

"I’ve heard of the ’Yama’s Soul-Chasing Scroll,’ which is an extremely strange Martial Art. What is the origin of this ’Yama’s Order’?"

"Yama’s Soul-Chasing Scroll... King Yama wants someone dead by the third watch, who dares to keep them till the fifth watch?

"This Martial Art has some rumors in the Martial World, but few have seen it... Of course, it’s also possible that those who’ve seen it are all dead."

Ling Beichen gently shook his head:

"Twenty years ago, someone found me.

"At that time... I was still secluded in Cyan Mountain, unconcerned with worldly affairs, just wanting to spend my days with my wife and child.

"That person wanted me to submit to him and follow his orders, or I would greatly regret it later.

"Ridiculous, I thought highly of myself, believing no one in the world could make my Three-foot Cyan Blade submit... Yet I didn’t expect, after a fight, to be afflicted with this Yama’s Order.

"Yama’s command, ten thousand ghosts obey!

"The Yama’s Order was like a root in my mind, preventing my liberation. My body was sometimes controlled by that person, committing atrocities that made me wish I could cut myself to pieces.

"My reputation was utterly ruined, and worse, my wife and child died by my hands because of it."

He looked down at his own hands, and his eyes no longer contained hate or pain.

There was only a hollow emptiness.

Chu Qing remained silent as Ling Beichen spoke:

"He controlled my body, and though I could see everything he did, I couldn’t change a thing.

"He turned me into the demon despised by everyone in this world.

"I wanted to die, but I couldn’t.

"I hoped to be killed by comrades in the Martial World, but at crucial moments, I would be controlled and... repeatedly escaped capture.

"Gradually, I fell into despair."

"Has Yama’s Order been removed?"

Chu Qing asked.

"It has been removed..."

Ling Beichen said with a smile:

"I know what you want to ask... Once Yama’s Order is removed, my life will also come to an end.

"Without being under Yama’s control, my soul will naturally scatter."

Chu Qing remained silent.

Eliminating Yama’s Order isn’t actually difficult; it just requires a killing intent to target the tumor.

Completely smashing it would count as removing Yama’s Order.

Chu Qing knew that in the South Ridge, or even the entire Southern Domain, there were indeed those who could eliminate this Yama’s Order.

It’s just... some found it difficult to harbor murderous intent against Ling Beichen, and some didn’t want him to just die like that.

And there were others who simply couldn’t find Ling Beichen.

Such thoughts, except for those involved, no one could know, and now speaking of them was long since of no use.

Chu Qing simply remained silent.

Ling Beichen stretched his muscles and looked at Chu Qing:

"Young man, with your help, I have gained this moment of clarity.

"This great kindness can’t be repaid..."

As he spoke, he extended his fingers as a sword, raising his hand.

With a swoosh, among the spectators, a swordsman suddenly saw his own sword flying out of its sheath like a shooting star, and in an instant, it was in Ling Beichen’s hand.

Holding the sword in his hand, Ling Beichen’s entire demeanor suddenly changed.

That obscure feeling was instantly swept away.

An imposing aura manifest, and Ling Beichen said to the swordsman:

"Borrowing your sword for a moment."

The swordsman hurriedly clasped his hands:

"Many thanks."

It sounded unreasonable, but even though Ling Beichen bore the nickname of Mad Beggar, he had roamed the Martial World for twenty years and was scorned by many.

But what was scorned was ultimately not the ’First Sword of Taiheng’ from twenty years ago!

In this Martial World, how many who practiced swordsmanship had heard of the name Ling Beichen?

How many hoped they could be as dazzling as Ling Beichen was twenty years ago?

Now, having Ling Beichen borrow his sword, he felt an immense honor.

This thank you was blurted out, without any thought.

Ling Beichen smiled faintly, looking at Chu Qing:

"Are you ready?"

Chu Qing raised his saber, pointing the blade forward:

"Please!"

The battle had not ended, now it continued.

Ling Beichen lifted his sword to his chest, the blade pointed toward the sky, and his left hand lightly traced the sword body with two fingers.

His eyes flickered, hum!!

Sword Intent surged, flowing invisibly, and at that moment, it seemed that all the heavens and earth contained only one sword.

In the blink of an eye the edge was before him, with the sword moved a point, heaven and man opened!

Chu Qing’s saber edge rose, and in an instant the sword and saber clashed seven times.

"Good!"

The light in Ling Beichen’s eyes gleamed, as if he had returned to the spirited twenty years ago.

He swung his sword while saying:

"The technique I use is my own creation, based on the Taiheng Seven Swords, the Seven Extremes Seven Transitions Seven Injuries Sword.

"This sword technique has an external and internal distinction, Seven Extremes on the outside, Seven Injuries on the inside.

"The Seven Transitions flow within the Sword Qi."

What he spoke of as Sword Qi was not the Sword Qi produced in battle, but the Sword Technique and Inner Breath.

The Seven Transitions align the corresponding changes of the Sword Technique and Inner Power, acting as the link between them.

Chu Qing used the Sixteen Paths of Shocking Evil Saber against the Seven Extremes Seven Transitions Seven Injuries Sword, feeling that every strike from the opponent brought seven kinds of force.

Whether heavy, light, turning, urgent, dispersing, combining, or unremarkable!

"The Seven Extremes serve as Sword Momentum, aligned with the Seven Stars, and form the foundation of the Taiheng Seven Swords.

"Dubhe fierce, Merak heavy, Phecda hidden, Megrez subtle, Vega cyan, Kaiyang vicious, and Shaking Light governs life and death!"

Ling Beichen continued to unfold the Seven Extremes Sword Stance.

In an instant, Sword Qi surged in abundance, and these Sword Qi were all different.

Some were light and nimble, some as heavy as a mountain, some full of unpredictability, some strict and orderly, some fierce and threatening, and some seemingly able to distinguish clarity, seizing life and death.

However, the seven Sword Momentums alongside seven forces change far beyond what can be simply described by addition or multiplication.

This sword technique might not exhaust the ultimate of swordsmanship, yet it was grand and magnificent, like a towering mountain, responding to the stars across the sky, making one can’t help but look up in admiration.

How could there be such a divine skill in the world!

The more they competed, the more Chu Qing understood, what exactly did Ling Beichen twenty years ago feel like?

The Sixteen Paths of Shocking Evil Saber was barely formed, and in this hastiness, in terms of technique alone, he had already fallen behind.

But Ling Beichen intentionally fed moves, infusing the variations of his Seven Extremes Seven Transitions Seven Injuries Sword into Chu Qing’s Saber Momentum.

As a result, the more Chu Qing fought, the more advanced his saber technique became.

As the battle reached its climax, Chu Qing no longer clung to changes in saber technique, employing fist and palm techniques to intertwine with the Saber Momentum, unleashing tremendous power.

The two clashed, saber glint and Sword Qi shining together, the aura spreading in all directions!

Ling Beichen’s eyes shone brilliantly, he laughed heartily:

"Good! Exhilarating!!"