192: Chapter 192 Qingyang Sword Heart

Lu Jinghan shifted a few feet to the side just an instant before the sword formation closed, barely avoiding the core of the net of sword light.

Turning sideways to look at Chu Xuan, a serious glint flashed in his eyes. He spun the Jinghan Sword in his hand, a silvery-white light suddenly erupting from the blade, and then he struck.

An ultimate sword light surged from the Jinghan Sword. Wherever the sword light passed, the air seemed to freeze under an invisible force. The remaining shadows of the green sword light, which had not yet fully dissipated, grew sluggish as this sword light swept past, as if they had fallen into some invisible mire.

That was the application of the first form of the Time Mark Sword Art, Late Twilight, which used the power of time to slow down the flow of the opponent's Sword Intent, creating gaps in the originally dense sword formation.

Chu Xuan's pupils contracted slightly. He could feel that his shadows of sword light seemed to grow several times heavier upon contact with that silvery-white light, their flow slowing down by nearly half compared to before.

He did not panic, spinning the long sword in his hand as the golden patterns on the blade suddenly lit up.

An even purer Sword Intent surged from his body, condensing into a pale golden light at his chest, radiating a warm yet sharp aura like a miniature sun.

With the Green Sun Sword Heart, using the sword heart as a core, the flow rate of the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi would become clearer in his perception, and even the weak points in his opponent's spiritual energy flow could be captured in an extremely short time.

Using the Green Sun Sword Heart, he captured the trajectory of the silvery-white sword light within a few breaths. He thrust his green sword forward, the sword light condensing like a needle, precisely striking the weak point of the Late Twilight Sword Qi.

With a crisp sword chime, the silvery-white sword light dissolved into countless tiny specks of light and dissipated into the air.

But just as the Late Twilight Sword Qi shattered, Lu Jinghan's second strike already followed.

Tracing Light. This time, the sword light reversed, and under the pull of Tracing Light, those shattered silvery-white specks of light actually began to recombine, sweeping back toward Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan's expression changed slightly. Taking a step forward, he spun his green sword rapidly in front of him, the sword light weaving into a green sword wheel that completely crushed the sweeping specks of light.

The sword wheel spun at an incredible speed. With each rotation, it dragged the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi along, spinning, compressing, and condensing it like a gathering vortex that could erupt at any moment.

Lu Jinghan could feel that far from being suppressed, Chu Xuan's sword momentum had actually grown increasingly deep and heavy over those few exchanges.

The Green Sun Sword Heart constantly adjusted during the battle, making each block and counterattack more precise than the last.

As his thoughts raced, Chu Xuan had already used the momentum of the spinning sword wheel to strike again, his green sword light cleaving down with a low sword howl.

Lu Jinghan raised his sword to block. The Jinghan Sword collided with the green longsword, and silvery-white and green light intertwined and exploded at the point of impact, forcing both figures to retreat several steps simultaneously.

After stabilizing himself, Chu Xuan did not rush to pursue. Instead, he took a deep breath, slowly raised his green sword, and drew a perfect circle in front of him.

As the trajectory of the circle closed, the Qingyang Sword Intent swirling around him suddenly withdrew, only to erupt at a speed far exceeding before. It condensed into thirty-six green sword lights, rotating and aligning around him to form a precise sword formation, with each sword light locked onto a different vital point of Lu Jinghan.

Lu Jinghan stared at the oncoming sword formation, his gaze deep and solemn.

He had already executed Late Twilight and Tracing Light in succession, but the combination of Chu Xuan's Green Sun Sword Heart and that sword formation was several times more troublesome than that of an ordinary Sword Cultivator.

Taking a deep breath, he gripped the Jinghan Sword tightly. The silvery-white light on the blade began to flow in a manner completely different from before. The change was so subtle that it was almost imperceptible unless one was sufficiently sensitive to the Law of Time and Space.

His eyes lowered slightly, his breathing steady, as his Space-Time Dao Body was pushed to its absolute limit at this moment.

In the next instant, he moved.

The moment the Jinghan Sword was swung, Chu Xuan felt an unprecedented palpitation in his heart.

The sword momentum approached slowly, yet it seemed to carry the weight of time itself. From the past to the future, it was unavoidable and unstoppable.

With the A Moment in the Floating World, a single sword strike swept across the sky, turning time into a sharp blade and rendering all resistance into nothingness.

Watching the sword light charge toward him, Chu Xuan's expression grew more serious than ever before.

He fully activated his Green Sun Sword Heart, and the thirty-six sword lights contracted simultaneously, condensing into a green barrier of light in front of him.

At the same time, his hands formed a mysterious hand seal, and he pushed the defensive sword stance of the final style in the Qingyang Sword Canon to its limit at his fastest speed.

He blocked the strike, but the impact sent him stumbling back several steps.

The green light barrier shattered. A trickle of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, and his sword-wielding hand trembled slightly.

After a moment, he slowly sheathed his sword, his face pale yet his expression calm. 'I lose.'

Lu Jinghan sheathed his sword and gave him a slight nod. 'Thank you for the match.'

The area below the stage fell into a dead silence. The spectating Cultivators had not even fully grasped the trajectory of that final strike before they saw Chu Xuan sheathe his sword and admit defeat.

The silence below the stage lasted for several breaths before suddenly erupting into a frenzy.

Discussions erupted from every corner simultaneously, weaving into a noisy wave of sound. Some were still savoring the trajectory of the final strike, while others could not wait to turn to their companions to discuss the nature of the power contained within it.

'That strike... I didn't see it clearly, not at all.'

A Loose Cultivator shook his head, the shock on his face yet to fade.

'With Chu Xuan's Qingyang Sword Formation and Green Sun Sword Heart, I thought he could at least last past a hundred moves. Yet it ended just like that?'

The companion beside him also looked solemn. 'It's not that Chu Xuan is weak, but that Lu Jinghan's strike was too fast. Not fast in terms of speed, but fast in terms of time. It's as if the moment he struck, Chu Xuan's reaction was already half a beat too slow.'

'The Law of Time and Space,' a slightly older Cultivator nearby murmured, clearly possessing some understanding of power at the level of Laws.

'Lu Jinghan Cultivates the Law of Time and Space. That final strike just now must have condensed some kind of time power onto his blade. That kind of power cannot be blocked by spiritual energy defense alone. The fact that Chu Xuan could take that strike and only suffer injuries is already amazing.'

On the spectator stands, the gazes of several Tribulation Transcenders also fell upon Lu Jinghan, their expressions varied.

Danchenzi stroked his beard, a hint of admiration in his eyes. 'The Law of Time and Space... To be able to utilize the Power of Time and Space to such an extent at the Void Refinement Stage, this boy's talent at the level of Laws is indeed rare.'

Daoist Yunlan nodded slightly. He did not speak, but the approval in his gaze said it all.

Sitting in the main seat, the proud gleam in Ancestor Zhou Huaixu's eyes was more obvious than anyone else's.

Qing Yue sat in a side seat, his gaze also lingering on Lu Jinghan for a moment. His brow twitched slightly, but he did not speak.

However, several fox clan Elders beside him exchanged glances, all seeing the same solemnity in each other's eyes.