The Unparalleled Sword Emperor

Chapter 2826 - 2801: Mist Sword? No Sword!

"You... haven’t you already learned it all?" The Grey-robed Old Man looked kindly at his grandson and said.His grandson heard this and looked at the Grey-robed Old Man in shock.

And when Lin Bai heard these words, his expression also exploded in an instant, as if some point in his mind had been pierced through!

"Grandpa, I..." His grandson stared at the Grey-robed Old Man in astonishment and said.

The Grey-robed Old Man looked at the Sword Marks and words within the Cave Mansion and said, "The Sword Marks in this Cave Mansion are the moves of my Sword Skill, and the words in this Cave Mansion are the mental method of my Sword Skill!"

"You’ve spent seventy-two years in Cultivation, and now you’ve already cultivated it to the Great Achievement Realm. Do you mean you don’t know that?"

The Grey-robed Old Man said with a smile.

"What!" His grandson said in utter shock, "But Grandpa, there are nine hundred and ninety-nine Sword Marks here. Are you saying that every single Sword Mark is one move of the Sword Skill you created?"

The Grey-robed Old Man laughed and said, "Yes. Actually, this Cave Mansion is too small. Otherwise, the Sword Marks I left behind would be far more than just over nine hundred. There would be more—maybe a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand..."

His grandson said, "Grandpa, I don’t understand!"

The Grey-robed Old Man laughed and said, "My Sword Skill is different from Dugu Bai’s Sword Skill. Dugu Bai’s Sword Skill manifests in form, whereas my Sword Skill manifests in intent!"

"Within these nine hundred and ninety-nine Sword Marks lies the distilled essence of my Sword Skill!"

"Some Sword Marks are fierce like tigers, savage like demons!"

"Some Sword Marks are faint like water, gentle like wind!"

"All of this is what you’ve gained through Cultivation. In the days to come, whenever you cross swords with others, every thought, every sword, is a move of your Sword Skill!"

"Whatever you think of, that is what your Sword Skill will become!"

"Mist—you can see it, yet... it was never truly there to begin with!"

The Grey-robed Old Man spoke with a faint smile.

His grandson stood before him as if half-understanding, confusion written all over his face.

But at this moment, when Lin Bai heard this, his mind exploded; from head to toe a surge of Sword Intention could not help but flow out, echoing throughout this Cave Mansion.

The two Old men in front of Lin Bai slowly began to fade from his sight.

At the instant the Grey-robed Old Man disappeared, his gaze seemed to turn toward the entrance of the Cave Mansion, as if his eyes were looking... at Lin Bai!

Lin Bai looked at the Grey-robed Old Man, hurriedly cupped his fists, and said, "Senior, for the grace of imparting the Way, this Junior will remember it for all Eternal Life!"

Whoosh—

The Cave Mansion fell silent once more.

The nine hundred and ninety-nine Sword Marks and fifteen thousand characters on the walls of the Cave Mansion vanished along with it.

Not a single Sword Mark remained, not a single character was left behind.

Lin Bai stood within the Cave Mansion for a long time.

Half a day later, standing in the Cave Mansion of Swordgod Dugu Yunhe, Lin Bai let out three wild laughs, then turned around and left.

No one knew what Sword Skill Lin Bai had actually obtained within the Cave Mansion of Swordgod Dugu Yunhe, nor did anyone know whether Lin Bai had truly comprehended the Legacy of Swordgod Dugu Yunhe!

This... only Lin Bai himself knew!

...

"What a Dugu Yunhe, worthy indeed of being the Strong One who once suppressed the Five Continents!"

"Formidable! Truly formidable!"

Walking on Sword God Mountain, Lin Bai laughed loudly to himself.

At this time, on the Gu Dao in front of Lin Bai, a group of Warriors was walking toward him, chatting. Hearing Lin Bai’s arrogant laughter, several of them immediately grew displeased.

"Who dares make such a racket on Sword God Mountain!"

Among this dozen or so Warriors, the Young man in the lead looked forward at Lin Bai with displeasure.

They saw Lin Bai, clothes filthy, stinking all over, hair in disarray, Eyes bloodshot, his expression mad and crazed, wild laughter constantly spilling from his mouth, as if he had fallen into qi deviation.

"Hahaha!"

Lin Bai’s狂笑声音不断传来.

The expressions of those young men and women clouded over with annoyance. Their figures flashed as they leaped forward, appearing before Lin Bai. Faces cold, they said, "Are you a Warrior of the Ed Clan? To dare make noise on Sword God Mountain—quite some nerve!"

"Men, seize him and send him to the Enforcement Hall!"

The Young man in the lead immediately said coldly to Lin Bai.

These dozen young men and women were all Warriors of the Ye Clan. After seeing Lin Bai and not recognizing him, they assumed he must be a Warrior of the Ed Clan.

The Warriors of the Ye Clan and the Ed Clan had never gotten along, and just half a month ago, the Ye Clan and the Edgar Clan had even had a confrontation, further intensifying the conflict between the two great Families to the extreme.

Now they were practically itching to take Lin Bai for a Warrior of the Ed Clan and vent their anger on him!

"Good!"

"Take him down!"

"To dare make a racket on Sword God Mountain—even if you are a direct Disciple of the Ed Clan, you won’t escape the punishment of the Enforcement Hall!"

"Hmph, you Warriors of the Ed Clan have gotten more and more arrogant lately!"

"Go! Beat him half to death first, then we’ll talk!"

These dozen Warriors of the Ye Clan all burst out laughing wildly as they rushed toward Lin Bai.

The狂笑 still hung on Lin Bai’s face, and now, seeing these ten-plus people charging at him with killing intent surging, his mind went blank, almost without a single coherent thought.

Instead, Lin Bai’s lips only curled into even wilder laughter. He raised a finger and pointed forward!

In that instant, ten thousand strands of Sword Intention surged from Lin Bai’s body like enraged dragons bursting from the sea, transforming into countless incomparably sharp Sharp Swords that thrust straight toward the bodies of those more than ten Young men.

And to the naked eye, these Sharp Swords looked like sword edges condensed from cloud mist!

"Not good!" The more than ten Young men charging at Lin Bai cried out in alarm as they felt an intense killing intent. They hurriedly twisted aside, trying to retreat and flee.

But in that very instant, Lin Bai’s狂笑嘴中吐出一个字来:"Die!"

Those blades of cloud mist Sharp Sword pierced forth, about to strike the bodies of those ten-plus Young men.

All of these people possessed Cultivation at the Death Reversal Realm Great Perfection, yet under this single thought of Lin Bai’s, they actually had no power to resist!

"It’s over..."

"What kind of Sword Skill is this..."

"Save me, I don’t want to die..."

Under that overwhelming aura of death, those dozen Warriors all turned deathly pale, bodies trembling as they cried out in terror.

Just as Lin Bai’s Sword Intention was about to pierce into their bodies, suddenly, a youth carrying a black-iron Sword on his back appeared in front of the dozen people.

As he appeared, Lin Bai’s Sword Intention struck his body. He did not put up any defense at all; relying solely on the Sword Intention on his own body, he shattered Lin Bai’s Sword Intention!

"Hahahaha!" Lin Bai laughed madly, glanced at this youth, then stepped past him and continued forward along the path, disappearing down the Gu Dao.

And after blocking this sword from Lin Bai, the youth did not try to stop Lin Bai from leaving.

The dozen Warriors of the Ye Clan who had been saved by this youth raised their heads to look at him and said in astonishment, "Dugu Yitian!"

The youth remained silent, his expression gloomy.

At this moment, from not far behind the youth, a pampered Son of Prince walked over and said with a smile, "You’re still not scramming?"

The dozen Warriors of the Ye Clan were all shaken. After cupping their fists in salute, they quickly left.

Once those dozen people had left, the Son of Prince walked to Dugu Yitian’s side and said in a low voice, "Yitian, are you all right?"

The youth Dugu Yitian turned his head slightly, looking toward the direction in which Lin Bai had disappeared, and said in a low voice, "Mist Sword, No Sword..."

"It’s the Sword Skill of Ancestor Yunhe!"

"He has comprehended the Mist Sword Art!"

Dugu Yitian looked at Lin Bai’s receding figure and said softly.