Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 1075 Starlight as Bones, Chaos as Blades

A crimson sword aura, as red as blood, tore through the void, containing enough power to split a mountain in two!

The terrifyingly high temperature instantly melted the bluestone ground, and crimson magma spread across the ground like snakes!

The moment the sword energy descended, Zhang Yuan's gaze suddenly sharpened.

He saw it.

That wasn't a sword aura.

Instead, it was countless tiny, shattered sword intents, like crystals!

Each piece is scorching hot, yet maintains a delicate balance.

When they are forcibly condensed into a sword aura, they possess a destructive power far exceeding that of other swords of the same realm!

Before the sword energy even arrived, Zhang Yuan felt an piercing, burning pain.

The power of this sword strike definitely reached the full strength of a Venerable-level attack!

Keep in mind that he is currently only at the early stage of the Venerable Realm, and with his physical body alone, he cannot withstand this sword strike in this Demon Suppression Tower.

"We can't take it head-on, and we can't run away!"

Zhang Yuan reacted.

The Zhenyue Decree flipped over, and the chaotic star source power surged in like a raging tide, condensing into a gray energy shield on the deity's body.

At the same time, he planted his feet on the ground, and the "Heavenly Gang Refining Form Method" was activated to its limit, making his body like an ancient pine tree with its roots firmly planted in the earth!

He chose not to defend, but instead—

Leverage resources!

The gray energy shield precisely cut into the lower part of the crimson sword aura, deflecting the downward slash of the sword aura by three inches at an extremely small angle!

These three inches can determine life and death!

The sword energy grazed his right shoulder and slashed down, carving a scorched trench more than ten feet long into the bluestone ground behind him, with lava splashing everywhere!

Zhang Yuan's right shoulder was completely ripped, and his skin was charred black, but he still stood firmly.

Chu Kuanglan raised an eyebrow: "Using someone's strength against them? Interesting."

The second sword!

The Burning Sun Sword roared, and the cracks on its blade suddenly glowed with a dark red light, like a volcano about to erupt!

The second sword strike didn't come down, but instead—

Sweep!

Like a crimson waning moon, it cuts you in half!

Wherever it passed, the space was left with scorched black marks!

"The first sword strike is brute force, the second sword strike is technique..."

Zhang Yuan's eyes shone with endless, profound light and shadow.

His swordsmanship is second to none!

This sword strike enveloped the entire hall, leaving no room for evasion!

But in that instant, a few glittering fragments of light from the sword aura flashed through Zhang Yuan's mind.

Those are... fragments of sword intent!

These fragments were forcibly fused together by a domineering force. Although the power was astonishing, there were also gaps between them that could not be repaired!

He suddenly thrust the Zhenyue Token into the ground, and a chaotic gray light erupted, setting up nine layers of barriers in front of him!

At the same time, four silver needles formed from condensed star energy appeared between the five fingers of his right hand, precisely nailing them into the ground to form a small array, the Mirror Refraction Array!

The nature of Chaotic Star Source Power is to devour and decompose all power!

"boom!!!"

The crimson waning moon shattered nine layers of barriers as easily as tearing through thin paper.

But the moment it pierced the mirror refraction array, that terrifying power was forcibly broken into millions of tiny fragments of sword intent, like a rain of exploding pear blossom needles, whistling past Zhang Yuan's body from both sides!

"Hiss hiss hiss—"

Zhang Yuan's face, arms, and body were slashed with dozens of wounds of varying depths by the shards, and his robes were soaked with blood.

But he avoided all the vital points!

Chu Kuanglan's expression finally changed: "You... can see through my sword intent?"

Zhang Yuan didn't speak, but slowly raised his hand to wipe away the blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The bloodstain had barely been wiped away when new blood seeped out.

But his eyes were surprisingly bright.

“It’s not that I saw through it,” Zhang Yuan said in a hoarse voice. “It’s just that the senior’s sword was never perfect.”

Upon hearing this, the entire seventh floor fell silent.

Chu Kuanglan remained silent for three breaths.

Then he smiled.

In that smile, there was a century of loneliness, a stubbornness that was not understood, and an indescribable excitement at finally meeting a kindred spirit!

"Hahaha--!!!"

He laughed loudly, the sound shaking the stone walls of the main hall and causing dust to fall.

"I, Chu Kuanglan, have cultivated my sword for a hundred years. Everyone says my sword is domineering and unparalleled, capable of burning the heavens and destroying the earth! Everyone envies the unmatched power of my Burning Sun Sword Intent!"

"But no one has ever dared to tell me—it's not perfect!"

The laughter abruptly stopped. Chu Kuanglan looked directly at Zhang Yuan, his eyes no longer showing any condescension, but solemnly stating, "You can see its cracks because your chaotic power is the ultimate expression of shattering and rebirth!"

"it is good."

His wrist slowly rotated, and the dark red light on the Burning Sun Sword shone brightly, a hundred times more dazzling than the previous two sword strikes combined! The entire hall was dyed a blood-red hue!

"The third sword."

Chu Kuanglan's expression became more solemn than ever before:

"This sword strike is something I learned a hundred years ago during a life-or-death ordeal, and it is also my ultimate sword strike."

"I named it 'Burning Sky Meteor'."

The Burning Sun Sword was slowly raised.

Above the dome of the main hall, the engraved demon-sealing runes melted like wax, and crimson lava fell like rain.

Behind him, the phantom of a great sun slowly emerged.

It is not a golden crow, nor a blazing sun, but an ancient star that is falling and has reached the end of its life!

It burned its own remains, releasing its last, most violent light and heat!

The sword hadn't fallen yet, but the momentum was already there!

Zhang Yuan felt a chill run down his spine; the shadow of death enveloped his entire being!

He couldn't dodge that sword strike.

Unstoppable.

Unable to leverage any help.

It can't be broken down!

——Death!

In that extremely brief moment, Zhang Yuan's heart suddenly calmed down.

From the moment he stepped into the Demon Suppression Tower, he was constantly fighting, constantly thinking, and constantly breaking through.

On the fifth level, he learned to break the restrictions with chaos.

On the sixth level, he grasped the principle of using the rules themselves as a blade.

At this critical moment of life and death, he suddenly had a strange realization.

The power of chaos is not merely about devouring and decomposing.

It has another essential aspect.

Inclusivity and integration.

Star power, chaotic true essence, the way of formations, the sharpness of sword intent...

Everything about him was integrated in that instant!

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them.

In his eyes, his left eye shone brightly, while his right eye was shrouded in chaos and darkness.

The Zhenyue Decree hovered in front of him, spinning wildly.

The star energy and chaotic true essence that were originally distinct on his body actually began to intertwine and merge!

Starlight is the bone, chaos is the blade!

The Zhenyue Token suddenly tripled in size, transforming into a giant gray sword with the brilliance of a galaxy flowing across its blade.

Zhang Yuan gripped the giant sword, which was not yet fully solidified, with both hands, and slashed out fiercely at the falling phantom of the sun!

"Drink it—!!"

The gray greatsword and the crimson sun of the Burning Heaven Collided fiercely in the void!

The anticipated earth-shattering explosion did not occur.

To everyone's perception, it felt as if ten thousand years had passed.

The gray greatsword, like a nail, was driven into the core of the falling sun.

The most violent destructive power of the Great Sun was frantically devoured and decomposed by the power of chaos.

The skeleton formed by the power of the stars expanded the structure of the Crimson Sun from within!

Chu Kuanglan's pupils suddenly contracted.

He clearly sensed that his invincible sword intent was being disintegrated from within by a force!

It wasn't a violent clash of blows, nor was it a masterful deflection of force—

The flames, as if encountering a higher law, all submitted and willingly merged into Zhang Yuan's sword energy!

"boom!!!"

Only then did the deafening explosion erupt! (End of Chapter)