165: Chapter 165 Supreme Sword Intent
A single sentence from the Sword Saint immediately plunged Su Lin into silence once again, and this universe of swords suddenly became quiet.
The name of the Demon God King, which had just been spoken by the Sword Saint, echoed continuously in Su Lin's mind.
"Holy crap! The Demon God King!? Isn't that one of the most terrifying enemies on the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races?"
It is said that he is already at the peak of the Saint King Realm!
The Sword Saint wants this thing!? Su Lin can't give it to him!!
This is awkward!
"Uh..."
Su Lin pondered, wondering if the Sword Saint was politely refusing him. A wave of disappointment immediately surged into his heart. Even though his strength was improving rapidly, he was still far too inferior to the Demon God King; a hundred Su Lins wouldn't be enough for that Demon God King to snack on.
"What? Are you scared?"
Seeing Su Lin's expression at this moment, the Sword Saint found it even more amusing.
"It's not fear, I just feel that this goal is still too far away for me, and I still need some time."
Su Lin said without reservation. He truly could not bring the head of the Demon God King to the Sword Saint anytime soon.
The Sword Saint opened his collar, revealing the skin on his chest. Su Lin was immediately shocked; there was a huge, spiderweb-like black scar, which was shocking to behold. Even now, black energy was still leaking from it. If it weren't for layers of powerful Sword Qi covering the scar, the wound would continue to devour the Sword Saint's body.
"Many years ago, I fought the Demon God King. I thought I had won, but I didn't expect that the Demon God King was just feigning death. When I let my guard down, he almost took my life. Even though I managed to escape, I was left with an incurable, lifelong injury. This is the reason why I have been going into seclusion so frequently all these years."
"So, you cannot imagine my hatred for that dog of a Demon God King. I dream of killing it and slicing it into a thousand pieces!"
Su Lin nodded, secretly shocked. He hadn't expected that someone as strong as the Sword Saint would be so severely wounded by the Demon God King. It was no wonder he was so ruthless, given that a peerless powerhouse had been left with a lifelong affliction due to a sneak attack. Moreover, the Demon God King was naturally an enemy of the human race, and the number of souls who died by his hands every day was countless.
However, what was frightening was that the Demon God King's strength continued to increase every year, while the Sword Saint was already doing his best just to stabilize his own cultivation realm.
Hearing the Sword Saint sigh lightly, Su Lin felt as if he were seeing Gu Jianhao from the Sword Pavilion. It turned out that the Sword Saint was in the same situation as Gu Jianhao.
"Lord Sword Saint, I heard that your Supreme Sword Intent is the most full of vitality; is it of no use against this wound?"
"You haven't been able to completely clear it away after all these years?"
The Sword Saint smiled slightly and put his clothes back on.
"A physician cannot heal himself."
"Furthermore, this Demon God King is extremely vicious. His attack carried a curse of the utmost malice from their Demon Race. As long as he does not die, my wound will never heal."
"So that's how it is."
Cold sweat broke out on Su Lin's back uncontrollably. This Demon God King sounded even more terrifying than he had imagined; to think he could use such a horrible curse? If even the Sword Saint was in such agony, Su Lin felt that the distance between himself and the Demon God King had grown even further...
At the same time, he slowly began to lose hope of obtaining the Supreme Sword Intent this time.
Who would have thought that the Sword Saint would suddenly say:
"When I mentioned the Demon God King, I didn't mean for you to defeat the Demon God King. I certainly know that it is impossible for you to accomplish such an heaven-defying feat right now."
"I will deal with the Demon God King myself; that is the reason I came out of seclusion this time. What I want you to do is to kill the offspring of the Demon God King to vent my anger!"
Upon hearing this, Su Lin immediately raised his head, and hope was rekindled.
"Lord Sword Saint, please explain in detail!"
"Hahaha, the Demon God King has many offspring. Each one of them is a born evildoer, and they have all severely persecuted our human race. Even though our human army has already eliminated quite a few, many are still wreaking havoc. At the same time, that Demon God King is like a stud horse, siring several cartloads of bastards every year..."
"It seems I've digressed. You just need to kill one of the Demon Princes who currently has a significant impact on our human race. For example, the Third Demon Prince currently on the Shanhai Battlefield; he has caused a great impact on our human army."
"His strength should be around the Earth Venerable level. He is not strong and relies entirely on his father's Demon army to wreak havoc."
Su Lin listened intently while thinking continuously in his heart.
Upon hearing that the Demon Prince was at the Earth Venerable level, Su Lin did not feel that he had no chance of winning. Didn't he just beat two Earth Venerables to death in the Sword Pressure Domain?
Although he used special means and not his own strength, he believed that with the speed at which his strength was growing, there was still a good chance of killing that Earth Venerable-level Demon Prince.
The most difficult point lay in those Demon armies; he would need to find other strategies.
The Sword Saint saw Su Lin thinking and waited. Only when Su Lin raised his head again did he speak once more.
"How about it? Can you kill that Third Demon Prince?"
"I can."
Su Lin said with a firm tone, so confident that even the Sword Saint was slightly stunned. Although he knew that Su Lin would likely agree, he hadn't expected that Su Lin's tone would be without a shred of doubt; this actually made the Sword Saint feel unconfident instead.
To kill an Earth Venerable-level Demon Prince amidst a million-strong Demon army—this kind of task would be difficult even for the powerful generals on the front line. The little fellow named Su Lin before him actually agreed so easily and with such certainty?
He really has something.
"If I kill that Demon Prince, will you be able to give me the Supreme Sword Intent, Lord Sword Saint?"
The Sword Saint did not speak but used his actions to tell Su Lin. With a wave of his hands, a massive Sword Intent soared into the sky, directly transforming into a divine sword that suppressed the high heavens. As soon as this sword intent appeared, the vast universe of Sword Qi shook violently. The heatwave erupting from the Supreme Sword Intent was like a tsunami, continuously impacting the entire universe of Sword Qi.
"This is the Supreme Sword Intent."
"So strong!!"
Su Lin was struck by layers of fiery golden waves. Su Lin believed that if not for the Sword Saint specifically looking after him and not letting the Sword Intent cause him harm, he would surely have been submerged by these layers of golden waves and turned into ash.
The Sword Saint said nothing more and intercepted a strand of the Supreme Sword Intent, then drew a talisman with his left hand to seal it in a place within the universe of Sword Qi. Immediately after, the Sword Saint retracted the divine sword-like Supreme Sword Intent, and the universe of Sword Qi returned to calm.
"As long as you bring the head of the Third Demon Prince to me, this strand of Supreme Sword Intent will be yours."
Su Lin stared fixedly at the fiercely burning golden flame on the seal symbol in the sky; the Supreme Sword Intent was hidden within it.
"When do you plan to go? I will have someone take you to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races."
The Sword Saint immediately asked about the timing.
"Anytime is fine."
"Then I will give you two days to prepare. Two days later, someone will take you to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races."