Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 232 - 232: 7: Forging the Sword

Chapter 232 - 232: 7: Forging the Sword

Translator: 549690339

After Zhao Huai’s sword strike in the sky.

At the end of the straight street, the man in the martial robe was already full of wounds, with numerous sword marks and blood oozing out of his body.

On his chest, there was a golden core, which looked like a shattered porcelain, about to disintegrate in the next second.

“Crown Prince of Yan Country truly lives up to his reputation. Both Immortal and Devil Sects have underestimated you. The descendants of Ancestor Yan Zu have truly risen in your generation, maybe in a hundred years, you can challenge the realm that no one has reached in the past five hundred years.”

Even with blood streaming from the corner of his mouth, the man in the martial robe still wore a bitter smile on his face.

“You all came with such great force, it shouldn’t be just for the Ancestral

Weapon.”

Zhao Huai stood opposite him with his sword, speaking lightly.

Although the rumors said that the Ancestral Weapon contained the mystery of becoming immortal, it was still a hypothesis and had not been truly confirmed.

He had obtained the Ancestral Weapon but didn’t get any so-called secret.

So, he guessed that the Devil Sects’ massive attack on the Immortal Sect’s rule this time should have other purposes.

“You guess.”

In response to Zhao Huai’s question, the man in the martial robe sneered.

He seemed quite proud.

Zhao Huai tried to ask a few more questions about the Devil Sect’s movements,

But the man in the martial robe made a surprising move. He raises his golden core in his hand, the surrounding spiritual qi twisted, and the rolling evil qi scattered, filling the entire street.

It was as if a collapsing singularity.

“I won’t give you a chance to grow!”

The man in martial robe laughed maniacally.

“Not good, he’s going to detonate his Golden Core!”

Zhao Huai’s eyes narrowed, realizing the opponent’s intention and recalling the red plume of qi he had seen on the people’s faces on the street earlier.

He did not hesitate anymore with the sword in his hand.

In an instant, the entire sword was pushed out, with a “whoosh”, the long sword was unsheathed.

Like a green snake leaving its hole, the sword qi was thick.

In just a moment, it pierced through the golden core in the opponent’s hand.

The explosion of the golden core was interrupted halfway, but the destructive aura still lingered in mid-air.

No doubt, the power of a cultivator’s Qi Sea exploding was astonishing, even more so for a cultivator in the fourth stage of the Golden Core Realm. If this power were to burst forth, it would be enough to level a city.

The martial robe man had been turned into a bloody mist by the explosion, and the unstable magic power from the golden core still overflowed.

“Boom!”

The residual shockwave spread out, lifting all the tiles on the surrounding attics.

Zhao Huai glanced at the common people shivering in the house, and his body rushed toward the explosion center.

The condensing sword intent surged like a tide on his body, and with a flick of his finger, the unsheathed flying sword in the sky turned around and returned.

An extremely powerful sword qi burst out, stabbing into the center of the explosion.

“Boom!”

The two forces collided, causing a huge noise.

No one knew how long it took before the commotion gradually subsided.

“Phew…”

Zhao Huai patted the dust that was floating and looked at the intact street, finally relieved.

He didn’t even know why he had done it. It was just an instinctive reaction.

“Hiss!”

Zhao Huai took a cold breath, looked at his trembling right hand holding the sword, with traces of blood on it.

Fortunately, he had the Innate Dominating Body destiny on him, and his wounds were constantly healing.

At that critical moment, facing the residual power, he had summoned all his sword intention and pierced out a sword, which had perfectly neutralized the residual power of the Golden Core explosion.

Even a trace of power could hurt him.

Thankfully, the full force of the golden core didn’t explode, or the whole Nanyu Prefecture would be doomed.

He walked into the deep pit at the center of the explosion and picked up his sword.

He found several cracks appearing on the body of the spiritual sword.

“Sigh…”

Zhao Huai stroked the green spiritual sword and sighed involuntarily.

This sword had accompanied him for a long time.

It was found in the black ring initially, and as the number and scale of battles increased, the spiritual sword had been damaged.

The magical weapon could not be blamed for being too fragile as he faced powerful opponents.

This spirit sword, suitable for a cultivator in the Initiation Stage, was no longer enough.

In other words, he needed a stronger sword.

For a sword cultivator, the sword in his hand was his second life.

The damage of the spiritual sword was not good news for Zhao Huai.

When a sword cultivator loses his sword, his combat power will undoubtedly drop a level.

At that moment, Zhao Huai wondered if he should go to the Heavenly Treasures Trade Association to buy a spiritual sword.

Several rays of light appeared in the sky and descended to the ground.

At the forefront was a middle-aged man with a beard, wearing a green robe and carrying a sword. The others were relatively young and looked like sect disciples.

The middle-aged man saw the messy surroundings and was clearly surprised. Then he looked at Zhao Huai.

He walked forward to Zhao Huai and said respectfully:

“I am Liu Gongren, an elder of the Spiritual Elephant Sect. I noticed the disturbance here and came to protect His Royal Highness. I didn’t expect your Highness’s cultivation to be so outstanding that you alone could defeat this evil one.”

Zhao Huai nodded, secretly thinking that his guess was correct.

When the Heavenly Devil Palace cultivators appeared in Nanyu Prefecture, security was heightened and garrisoned near the important states to prevent the devil cultivators from causing chaos.

Nevertheless, remnants of the devil cultivators remained under the protection of various sects.

He looked at the faint white qi floating on Elder Liu Gongren’s face, which was

much thicker than that of disciples in the Initiation Stage beside him, which should be the golden core realm..