Chen Yu's eyes relaxed. "Xiao'er, how do you feel?"
"Grandfather, very well—look!" Chen Xiao-Jun replied as a divine sword appeared in his hand.
"This sword is called Chengying!"
On the pale-white blade, a vivid pegasus pattern had formed—elegant and full of life—radiating a refined and radiant brilliance.
Then, as if coming alive, the image morphed into a white translucent phantom of a pegasus, flowing along the divine sword and extending to Chen Xiao-Jun, enveloping him in a layer of pale-white glow.
Then, the sword blade gradually faded, leaving only the sword's hilt behind—only the hilt remained, with the blade seemingly vanished.
This sword with form yet no shape was none other than Chengying, one of the Ten Great Divine Swords of Ancient China.
"A fine sword!" With his discerning eye, Chen Yu immediately saw that this sword's edge was no less sharp than his own Seven Kill Sword. A soul ring of such high quality naturally endowed an extremely powerful attribute.
With the soul ring's attribute infusion and the sword's materialization, Chengying's sharpness, durability, balance, and handling all reached astonishing levels.
"First Soul Skill—Fleeting Light and Shadow!"
The purple soul ring appeared, glowing with a burst of light. Chen Xiao-Jun raised his right hand, tracing a graceful arc—Chengying vanished.
A tall pine tree, several dozen meters away, suddenly gave a soft cracking sound, barely audible. The trunk slightly trembled—no visible change at first.
But a moment later, the lush treetop gently fell with a passing southern breeze. Its exposed concentric rings silently told the story of passing time.
This sword was as swift as light, shadow, and wind:
Light is invisible, for it moves faster than lightning, connecting heaven and earth in an instant—impossible to detect.
Shadow leaves only form—it follows qi, and moves with the body, barely leaving a trace.
The wind leaves echoes behind—it gallops like a pegasus, untamed and elegant.
"This sword possesses the attributes of wind, light, and space.
This soul skill increases attack power, sword speed, and attack range by 100%.
It allows both melee and ranged attacks, invisible strikes, and even sword flight."
Chen Yu praised, "Xiao'er, this soul skill is abnormally powerful for a thousand-year soul ring. It could easily rival other soul masters' fourth soul skills. It's no weaker than your brother's third soul skill from the Electric Gale Roc. What's more, its ranged invisibility makes it incredibly hard to guard against!"
"Oh right—Xiao'er, what's your soul power level now?"
"Level 13, just as expected. Most of the Pegasus' soul power was absorbed by Chengying."
"Level 13? That's slightly above expectations... Hmm, we'll need to review this carefully with your Second Great-Uncle when we return," Chen Yu murmured, seemingly thinking of something, just as his expression shifted—he sensed something and looked into the distance.
Two figures were approaching rapidly from the far sky—one large, one small.
The smaller one was the Pegasus King from the earlier group.
The larger one had a colossal frame—over two zhang tall (6.6 meters), five zhang long (16.5 meters), with nearly ten-zhang wingspan. Majestic and intimidating, its soul pressure was immense. Its pale golden eyes shone brilliantly, radiating a natural aura of dominance.
The Pegasus King had brought reinforcements.
Chen Yu immediately drew Chen Xiao-Jun behind him. The Seven Kill Sword hovered at his right hand. Raising the blade to the sky, he said:
"My body is my sword."
His *soul rings—two yellow, two purple, five black—*unfurled one by one, rippling out with power. The Seven Kill Sword began to enlarge massively, releasing waves of power.
"Eighth Soul Skill – Breaking Branches, Crushing Mountains!"
The enormous Seven Kill Sword, now over 100 meters long, radiated blinding light. Blue sword rays fluttered away like falling leaves, revealing a pitch-black blade beneath. The sword then shot forward.
Its trajectory locked onto the approaching Pegasi. The glowing fragments revolved around the main blade, resembling fluttering petals that followed behind. The entire attack carried an aura of unparalleled destructive force—majestic and domineering.
"This soul skill is almost identical to Uncle Chen Xin's Eighth Soul Skill... along with his Sixth, it's clear now. Grandfather and Chen Xin walk the same path—it's confirmed."
The enormous Pegasus let out a long, shrill cry. The gem on its forehead, as large as a human face, radiated dazzling white light.
The skies were instantly filled with chaotic clouds. Ferocious winds surged, converging into a spindle-shaped storm vortex—a wind bomb that descended like a meteor, aiming directly at the Seven Kill Sword.
BOOM—BOOM—!!
Blue sword light clashed head-on with the descending wind vortex—an explosive burst of lightning erupted.
At that moment, all other sounds vanished, drowned by the roar of the vortex and the sword's cry.
The resulting shockwave compressed space itself, creating a massive distortion aimed toward the Pegasi. Space twisted and folded—the previously charging Pegasus was forced to halt.
It was at a disadvantage.
"Human… Take one strike from me too!"
Yes—the Pegasus spoke.
A streak of brilliant white light suddenly flashed, slicing through the atmosphere. Its brightness surged dramatically—
It had torn a massive spatial rift, hurtling straight at Chen Yu.
And within that gaping rift—
Lay a sight that blinded the eyes: a radiant, star-filled galaxy.
Yes.
In broad daylight, a sight resembling the Milky Way at night had appeared.
This was the innate soul skill the Pegasus had awakened upon reaching 80,000 years of cultivation—
"Riverfall of the Heavens!"
"In righteous cause, the path is long and bitter.
Through twists and turns, we cross many thresholds.
But with a sword in hand, the stars themselves may shift!"
Chen Yu's Seven Kill Sword shimmered—sword light burst forth in all directions, transforming into specks of starlight.
The glowing sword aura scattered like falling stars, forming countless rings that surged toward the galaxy-like torrent. Some clashed head-on, some circled behind, and others hid in ambush—each bearing different forces: hard, soft, subtle, fierce.
It was a display of extraordinarily complex sword energy techniques.
To Chen Xiao-Jun, his grandfather's sword style was not only graceful but awe-inspiring. Watching those starlike sword lights collide with a dazzling celestial river felt like witnessing a fireworks show at point-blank range.
The next instant—
A thunderous crack like divine thunder exploded in the sky.
The resulting spatial shockwave instantly pulverized every tree within several hundred meters.
Fortunately, Chen Yu's protective aura shielded them—only then could Chen Xiao-Jun safely observe this scene.
Yes—they'd held the line.
The Seven Kill Sword's power was indeed extraordinary.
Dust and debris filled the air. Once it settled, space calmed.
The two sides now stood in silence, facing one another.
The Pegasus Holy King fixed its blazing gaze on Chen Yu, who was now fully visible.
But it said nothing—only a faintly evaluative look shimmered in its eyes.
Chen Yu spoke, "Pegasus Holy King, though I took a Pegasus, it was in a one-on-one battle with my grandson.
This Pegasus was resolute, fearless, and full of valor.
It died charging forward.
It died a warrior's death.
It lived up to the name Pegasus.
If you still seek vengeance in the future, I accept it.
Remember my name—
I am Sword Hero—Chen Yu!"
With that, he turned and flew off with Chen Xiao-Jun on his sword.
"Father!" the Pegasus King called out with spiritual intent.
The Pegasus Holy King quietly gazed at the fallen Pegasus for a long moment.
Then murmured, "This child of mine… is indeed just as that human Titled Douluo said.
To our Pegasus race… this is not shameful.
Besides…
Had we continued fighting…
I would have lost."
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