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!!"