Planet Pulverizer: A Mortal's Ascent

Chapter 141: Invincible

Chapter 141: Invincible

Lin Yuzhi had once decapitated many foes in Jiang Province with his Thirty-Six Paths of Infinite Sword Technique, solidifying his decade-long renowned dominance in the Jiang Province martial arts world.

Now in his transcendent state, he was experiencing the most brilliant and glorious moment of his life.

Driven by either respect for his opponent or a desire to demonstrate his strongest state, Lin Yuzhi held nothing back.

Therefore, facing Li Pin, he not only chose to use a weapon against the empty-handed Li Pin, but he even fully ignited his Vitality, Qi, and Spirit, surpassing the strain exerted on himself from Blood Core Eruptions or forbidden secret arts, allowing him to unleash his utmost strength.

To Lin Yuzhi, Li Pin was far more than just a grandmaster who had yet to reach his human body limits. He was the greatest opponent Lin Yuzhi had ever faced, akin to an Extreme Martial Saint, requiring all of Lin Yuzhi's strength to battle to the death.

Bang!

The Sword Intent cleaved the sky, sending violent tremors through the sky-rending Fist Intent Li Pin unleashed with all his might.

Li Pin's invincible Fist Intent, once capable of defeating Chi Tiexin and Qi Feng, struggled to prevail. Lin Yuzhi's dazzling sword strike, infused with his utmost Vitality, Qi, and Spirit, was like a towering tsunami threatening to sweep away a fragile sand sculpture.

"Clairvoyance!"

At this crucial moment, Li Pin's spiritual perception soared to its peak, mirroring the unique state he experienced while wielding the three astral equipment in the Astral Hall. Under this heightened perception, Lin Yuzhi's burning Vitality, Qi, and Spirit were cleanly separated.

Every element was clearly distinguished; Sword Intent being purely Sword Intent; qi and blood being purely qi and blood; and swordsmanship being purely swordsmanship.

The once overwhelmingly powerful strike, now divided into three distinct parts, suddenly found the balance of power reversed.

Simultaneously, the qi and blood from both the Blood Core Eruption and the Blood-Seething Secret Art coursed through Li Pin's body.

In the face of the fierce sword intent, Li Pin's fist force collided with Lin Yuzhi's sweeping sword with pinpoint accuracy. It resembled a rising sun, with a vermillion bird soaring and a Bifang screeching, carrying scorching heat and domineering power capable of incinerating the heavens and boiling the ocean.

Bang!

A thunderous, bell-like clang resonated from the collision, echoing twice. It resonated once from the sword intent, then from the force.

The shockwave and sword’s cry, the Fist Intent, Sword Intent, qi and blood, and force generated all spread outward frantically, like high-frequency infrasound.

Even from a distance, Zhao Yuan, despite having condensed his qi and formed his Core, felt an overwhelming dizziness that threatened to make him lose balance as he watched the fight.

Lin Yuzhi's eyes were filled with indescribable reverence. "This punch...."

The punch's trajectory was so perfect it was beyond words. The precise control over the battle was simply breathtaking. This punch perfectly demonstrated the art of exploiting weakness to overpower strength.

This realization shook Lin Yuzhi's beliefs, making him think he might never achieve such a perfect strike despite a lifetime of sword training. However, this thought was swiftly and ruthlessly suppressed by his unwavering determination.

"No wonder you could defeat Chi Tiexin and Qi Feng together. With this kind of fist technique, you're invincible among those below the Martial Saint level!" Lin Yuzhi's treasured sword suddenly transformed. "But.... it's useless! Because.... at this moment...."

His sword trembled, producing thousands of sword shadows through high-frequency vibrations. Each shadow contained a chilling sword intent.

"I am the Martial Saint of this era!"

Within three feet of a swordsman, none can stand.

As Lin Yuzhi unleashed a horizontal sword strike, his sword light filled the void before Li Pin, like a kingdom of swords besieging the emptiness.

The area centered around Li Pin’s fist force and Fist Intent seemed on the verge of being completely crushed and torn apart by this sword kingdom. Nothing within it, be it matter or life, could hope to survive.

Bang!

Fist and sword clashed, creating a new wave of shockwaves.

This time, despite perfectly anticipating Lin Yuzhi's every sword move, Li Pin found himself overwhelmed. His opponent’s swordplay was simply too swift, or rather, too immense and powerful. It was as if an entire world of swords was shattering the void, or like a torrent of sword qi evolving into a mighty river.

With this strike, Lin Yuzhi illustrated his accumulated battle experience and sword techniques to the fullest extent. It appeared devoid of skill, yet it perfectly executed every possible variation of his techniques.

His goal was for his sword to connect with Li Pin’s extended fist force, forcing an unavoidable direct collision. The rest was left to his overwhelming power and qi and blood, fuelled by his burning Vitality, Qi, and Spirit.

Using simplicity to break through complexity. Using sheer force to dominate his opponent.

In the instant the fist and sword clashed, a piercing force, beyond human capability, erupted from Lin Yuzhi's divine sword.

Li Pin's Fist Intent and force shattered much of the incoming onslaught, but the sword's radiance, which seemed to permeate the very fabric of reality, tore into his arm.

Blood gushed forth as his palm, wrist, and forearm were shredded, leaving half of his arm nearly shattered.

The remaining sword light surged like a relentless torrent of sword qi and continuously attacked Li Pin, forcing him to retreat in a desperate attempt to evade the deadly assault.

Watching from afar, Lian Honchen trembled slightly at the sight of Lin Yuzhi's sword intent. "Martial Saint! Martial Saint! This is the true power of a Martial Saint."

"He has perfectly unified his mental spirit with his qi and blood, creating a synergy where his Sword Intent is imbued with his qi and blood, and vice versa. This has elevated his power and destructive capabilities beyond human limits. No grandmaster could withstand such a blow, especially with Lin Yuzhi wielding a weapon."

There was no stopping him.

Facing the Lin Yuzhi who had transcended to embody the Martial Saint form, Li Pin was utterly outmatched.

Li Pin's eyes blazed with determination. "Simplicity is the Great Dao!"[1]

Having perfected his swordsmanship and meticulously refined his martial arts system, Lin Yuzhi was capable of maintaining his peak state at all times. By burning himself to condense his Martial Will, he seamlessly merged his qi and Sword Intent, allowing each of his sword strikes to be powered by Spirit Force.

The Spirit Force, utilizing the infinite mental spirit to exceed the limits of the finite physical body, gave Lin Yuzhi tremendous advantages in power, speed, physique, and qi and blood. This allowed him to outclass Li Pin in every attribute.

To counter such extraordinary power, Li Pin could only rely on the same Spirit Force that fuelled his opponent.

"Swordstorm of Eternity!"

With blazing sword radiance and intent, Lin Yuzhi pressed his relentless assault with no sign of slowing down, forcing Li Pin to retreat. With a single hand, he thrust his sword heavenward, its blade erupting with a seemingly infinite profusion of shimmering sword images.

More intense sword radiance condensed on his divine sword. His torrential qi and blood, under the guidance of his Martial Will, manifested into an unparalleled, demonic phantom around his divine sword, imbuing him with an aura of invincibility. He stood as a supreme deity, the master of a myriad of celestial blades, his dominion over them absolute.

Then, one sword birthed a thousand, and a thousand blossomed into infinity. A tidal wave of sword energy surged forth, an unstoppable torrent that obliterated all in its path.

"Swordstorm of Infinity!" Lian Hongchen's eyes widened in shock as he recalled a memory imprinted deeply in his soul. "This is the very move that Lin Yuzhi once used to obliterate the Martial Saints! This is.... the ultimate sword technique not even Martial Saints can survive from!

Overwhelmed by fear, he cried out, "Dodge! This attack cannot be met head-on! Get out of the way!"

Yet, Li Pin, having already retreated rapidly to the edge of the arena, showed no intention of continuing his escape. In a life-or-death duel, any tactics were common occurrences. The use of forbidden drugs, calling for reinforcements, or even employing astral equipment. Despite knowing this, Li Pin still paused at the edge of the arena.

"What an extraordinary display of swordsmanship!"

Had he not come to this world, he would never have witnessed such perfection. It's not just the technique itself, but the person wielding it, the way he ignited his Vitality, Qi, and Spirit was a dazzling spectacle. It was as if he were experiencing the raw miracle of creation and the tragic beauty of destruction simultaneously.

No words could adequately convey the brilliance of it all.

And to think the one unleashing such a devastating technique was a mere Martial Saint. Beyond them were the Extreme Martial Saints, pushing their human body to its absolute limits. And above them were the King of the Century, the most formidable beings rising from among the countless Extreme Martial Saints.

Li Pin couldn't help but ponder the unimaginable brilliance that would emanate from such beings when they reached their utmost limits, burning their very essence to transcend themselves.

He really wanted to witness it. Even if it meant perishing like a moth drawn to a flame, or fading like a fleeting blossom, he would not hesitate. To seek enlightenment in his Dao and die that very day would be a worthy fate.

To continue his pursuit of his Dao, however, he must first meet this attack with a strike equally dazzling. Only then would he do justice to such a magnificent display of swordsmanship. Driven by such fervent desire and profound respect, his spirit and soul trembled uncontrollably.

In that instant, amid the dazzling, infinitely multiplying sword strikes, his sincere soul seemed to detach from his body, piercing the void with a transcendent awareness and guiding him.

It was as if he was an observer, manipulating his physical form like a puppet. Breaking free from the physical constraints of his body and surpassing the limits imposed on his flesh, he followed the guidance of his spirit.

With a thunderous punch, he struck. The very air seemed to be drawn into his fist, raising high toward the heavens. It was more than a punch; it was the embodiment of his unwavering belief.

In his eyes, there was no one else and no external distractions. There was only Lin Yuzhi and his descending sword. His spirit, his thoughts, his will, all of them were focused on that singular moment.

No matter how potent the sword was, how many transformations it might undergo, how sharp its edge could be, or whether it might shatter his body into fragments, this punch would meet it with unyielding force. It would shatter both Lin Yuzhi and his sword, along with its radiance and intent, into oblivion.

No regrets, no fear, just absolute, unwavering confidence!

1. Implying that the fundamental is always the important. ?