Chapter 326: Nether Sword Technique Translator: KurazyTolanzuraytor Editor: Jay Wu Yong Qian, an inner court disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect, and a ninth level Origin Core Stage martial artists. At full force, he was able to exert the strength of 120 ancient mammoths! Now, relying on the grade six spirit sword, Autumn Water. 164 ancient mammoth silhouettes condensed into form in the air above Wu Yong Qian... Autumn water, a grade six spirit sword, provided an amplification of the strength of 44 ancient mammoths to Wu Yong Qian! "A grade six spirit sword that provides an amplification of 37%?" A wisp of disdain appeared on the corners of Duan Ling Tian’s mouth, and the grade seven spirit sword in his hand trembled suddenly, drawing out a pattern in the air that was dazzling and resplendent. Om! At the same time, Origin Energy jumped out and bloomed to be incomparably magnificent on the grade seven spirit sword. Instantly, first 110 ancient mammoth silhouettes appeared above Duan Ling Tian, then suddenly, along with the fluctuating of the Origin Energy on his grade seven spirit sword, the ancient mammoth silhouettes explosively increased to 140... The strength of 140 ancient mammoths! "Eighth level Origin Core Stage?" The strength that Duan Ling Tian revealed now caused the gaze of Wu Dao who stood in the distance to focus, and a sense of astonishment appeared on his face. He was able to discern that Duan Ling Tian was able to exert such a formidable strength by using his eighth level Origin Core Stage cultivation and relying on his grade seven spirit sword.... Eighth level of the Origin Core Stage at the age of a little over 20? "A Profound Origin Fruit allowed him to directly breakthrough from the sixth level of the Origin Core Stage to the eighth level of the Origin Core Stage?" Wu Dao was extremely shocked in his heart, and slightly couldn’t believe that the scene before him was real. However, all this occurred before his eyes and he had to believe it. Only now did he realize that he had still underestimated Duan Ling Tian. Now, his heart slightly sank. Even though his foster son, Wu Yong Qian, had a grade six spirit sword in his hand, but he never imagined that Duan Ling Tian had actually broken through to the eighth level of the Origin Core Stage... He had heard of the outer court martial competition that was carried out a few days ago. Duan Ling Tian relief on a strength that was weaker than Shi Hao by 20 over ancient mammoths to kill Shi Hao! Now, the strength that his foster son, Wu Yong Qian, exerted, was only the strength of 24 ancient mammoths more that Duan Ling Tian. Wu Dao took a deep breath and eased his mood up, and his pair of sharp eyes stared fixedly at Duan Ling Tian with a surging state of mood. "Let me see if you’re able to defeat the stronger with a weaker strength like what you did in the outer court martial competition from a few days ago, and defeat my useless foster son!" Useless foster son! This was the evaluation of Wu Yong Qian that Wu Dao had in his heart. That year, the only reason he took Wu Yong Qian as his foster son and brought Wu Yong Qian back to the Seven Star Sword Sect was because he liked the natural talent that Wu Yong Qian revealed during Wu Yong Qian’s younger days. Unexpectedly, after a few years passed, Wu Yong Qian’s natural talent slowly seemed to become common, and it caused him to be extremely disappointed. This time, when he heard of Duan Ling Tian’s deed, he originally thought that he could take a Personal Disciple that would become an all-powerful figure on the stage that is the Azure Forest Imperial Kingdom in the future... But unexpectedly, Duan Ling Tian actually decisively refused him! Lu Qiu stood in the distance and wasn’t surprised when he saw the strength that Duan Ling Tian revealed. Today, on the chain bridge before they arrived at Dubhe Peak, he’d already seen Duan Ling Tian’s strength and knew that Duan Ling Tian was already an eighth level Origin Core Stage martial artist now. "Eighth level Origin Core Stage?" Wu Yong Qian stared at Duan Ling Tian, and coldness arose in his sharp eyes as he said in a hoarse and low voice. "Duan Ling Tian, today, I’ll rely on my foster father’s Autumn Water to defeat you.... I want to let you know the difference between an inner court disciple and outer court disciples is something you’re unable to pass!" Although he knew that Duan Ling Tian was an eighth level Origin Core Stage martial artist now, but Wu Yong Qian wasn’t afraid in the slightest. As far as he was concerned, the rumors about the outer court martial competition from a few days ago was very likely an exaggerated truth from the crowd of Seven Star Sword Sect outer court disciples. He didn’t believe that Duan Ling Tian had such an ability. He suspected that Duan Ling Tian was actually already a seventh level Origin Core Stage martial artist at that time, and only intentionally concealed his cultivation before others. Later on when Duan Ling Tian fought Shi Hao, Duan Ling Tian revealed the strength of a seventh level Origin Core Stage martial artist at the critical moment, and only then was he able to kill Shi Hao who was careless... Now, when he saw the cultivation at the eighth level of the Origin Core Stage that Duan Ling Tian revealed, he was even surer in his heart of the previous guess he made. It was impossible for the Profound Origin Fruit to allow a sixth level Origin Core Stage martial artist to directly break through to the eighth level of the Origin Core Stage! If Duan Ling Tian knew Wu Yong Qian’s current thoughts, he wouldn’t feel surprised. A Profound Origin Fruit was indeed unable to allow him to break through to the eighth level of the Origin Core Stage, and he currently wasn’t at the eighth level of the Origin Core Stage. He was only a seventh level Origin Core Stage martial artist! Because of the uniqueness of the Nine Dragons War Sovereign Technique that he cultivated, is instead allowed him to possess a strength that was no inferior to an eight level Origin Core Stage martial artist when he was only at the seventh level of the Origin Core Stage. "I’m unable to pass the distance between an inner court disciple and outer court disciple?" Duan Ling Tian smiled indifferently when he heard Wu Yong Qian’s provocative words, and his eyes narrowed into a line. "I don’t know about other inner court disciples... But, I really didn’t take you, Wu Yong Qian, to heart!" He had always returned respect tenfold. This Wu Yong Qian had aroused killing intent against him earlier, although he didn’t pay attention to it, but it didn’t mean that he didn’t care. Inner court disciple? So what! I’ll bash you all the same. A cold light flashed within Duan Ling Tian’s eyes. "You’re courting death!" When Duan Ling Tian’s words entered into Wu Yong Qian’s ears, it caused him to go berserk, and his figure flashed out as if transforming into a gust of wind that swept towards Duan Ling Tian. "Nether Sword Technique!" At the same time that Wu Yong Qian flashed out, his hoarse and low voice had an intent of slaughter mixed within. The Autumn Water in his hand suddenly vanished, and when it appeared next, it wasn’t a moment before it vanished once again... Nether Sword Technique? Relying on his formidable Spiritual Force and the lifetime worth of experiences in martial arts of the Rebirth Martial Emperor, Duan Ling Tian saw through the profundity of the sword skill that Wu Yong Qian executed with a single glance. This sword skill was none other than stressing upon surprise attacks. This was something that was extremely similar to his Sword Drawing Arts. But, its speed was inferior to the Sword Drawing Arts. The Nether Sword Technique strived for the integration of fast and slow... When it was fast, it was like a swift bolt of lightning, causing it to be difficult to be caught by one’s eyes. When it was slow, it was like a cool breeze stroking the clouds, confusing the vision of the opponent. Whoosh! Duan Ling Tian felt a gust of wind blow against his face, but it was Wu Yong Qian who had flashed before him, and that Nether Sword Technique that caused one to find it difficult to ascertain it following behind Wu Yong Qian like a shadow, vanishing in the next moment after it appeared again. Of course, although Duan Ling Tian’s eyes were unable to ascertain the location of Wu Yong Qian’s sword, but his Spiritual Force was still able to clearly sense it. "Die!" Suddenly, Wu Yong Qian shouted explosively, with crimson red eyes as he attacked with his full strength. Duan Ling Tian could clearly sense with his Spiritual Force that the Autumn Water in Wu Yong Qian’s hand had now flashed towards his abdomen, desiring to heavily injure him. "Even though this Wu Yong Qian wished for nothing more than to kill me, but unless Wu Dao said the word, he wouldn’t dare kill me in the end." Right in this instant, this thought arose within Duan Ling Tian’s heart. In the next moment, Duan Ling Tian’s gaze went slightly cold. Sword Drawing Arts! The hand which Duan Ling Tian held his sword trembled, and his grade seven spirit sword moved. Whoosh! The sword flashed out like a bolt of lightning, vanishing before Wu Yong Qian’s eyes. Even though the strength that Duan Ling Tian exerted was the strength of an entire 24 ancient mammoths inferior to Wu Yong Qian... However, the specialty of the Sword Drawing Arts was speed. In the martial skills under the heaven, only speed was undefeatable. "So fast!" In the distance, Wu Dao and Lu Qiu both watched in concentration at the battle between Duan Ling Tian and Wu Yong Qian, and they were shocked by the speed that Duan Ling Tian’s sword flashed out. The speed that grade seven spirit sword flashed out was actually not a shred inferior to the grade six spirit sword, Autumn Water, in Wu Yong Qian’s hands. Duan Ling Tian’s eyes were unable to catch a glimpse of the sword in Wu Yong Qian’s hand, but it didn’t mean that they were unable. Now, relying on their formidable cultivation, their eyes clearly saw the trajectory that the swords in Duan Ling Tian’s and Wu Yong Qian’s sword flashed through... The grade seven spirit sword in Duan Ling Tian’s hand caught up from behind and chased up to the speed of the grade six spirit sword in Wu Yong Qian’s hands. Clang! A burst of iron weapons knocking each other sounded out. It was the grade seven spirit sword in Duan Ling Tian’s hand blocking the grade six spirit sword in Wu Yong Qian’s hands in time, at the critical moment. This scene caused Wu Dao’s gaze to focus. He was clear in his heart that victory and defeat would be decided in this clash. Duan Ling Tian and Wu Yong Qian, if any one of them would be able to clash with their opponent head on then they would obtain victory in one go. "The speed of the sword skill isn’t bad, but unfortunately, your strength is far inferior to me!" Wu Yong Qian’s hoarse and low voice revealed a trace of a sneer, and Origin Energy suddenly increased explosively on the Autumn Water in his hand... The strength of 164 ancient mammoths poured out without holding back in the slightest! He wanted to blast away the grade seven spirit sword in Duan Ling Tian’s hand, and injure Duan Ling Tian heavily. "Is that so?" A brilliant smile bloomed on Duan Ling Tian’s handsome face that had starry eyes and sword shaped eyebrows when he heard Wu Yong Qian, and strong confidence was mixed within his smile. This scene cause Wu Dao to be stupefied. This Duan Ling Tian, where did he get such strong confidence from? Lu Qiu who stood nearby concentrated his gaze to look at the scene before him. He wasn’t at the scene when Duan Ling Tian killed Shi Hao the other time, and it was regrettable to him... Today, he wanted to properly see Duan Ling Tian’s methods of defeating a stronger person with a weaker strength. He was confident towards Duan Ling Tian. Duan Ling Tian’s eyes squinted when he felt the violent strength that instantly surged out from the Autumn Water in Wu Yong Qian’s hands, and a cold light flashed within his eyes. Quake Energy! Practically at the instant that he felt the strength increasing explosively on the grade six spirit sword, Duan Ling Tian made his move and executed the formidable ability that was bestowed upon him by the Nine Dragons War Sovereign Technique’s Wyrm Python Form. Instantly, the Origin Energy on the grade seven spirit sword in Duan Ling Tian’s hand started to vibrate in a manner that was difficult to notice... The frequency of the vibration grew higher and higher! Clang! The two spirit sword that had only just separated had once again clashed together. Just when Wu Dao thought the grade seven spirit sword in Duan Ling Tian’s hand would be blasted flying by the grade six spirit sword in Wu Yong Qian’s hands. "Hmph!" An oppressed grunt suddenly sounded out. Wu Yong Qian had a ghastly pale expression, and the hand that he grasped the sword with seemed to tremble as he gritted his teeth and resisted. In next to no time, his palm split open, and fresh blood splattered out!