Top-tier Unruly Master

Chapter 1483 - 1520: Eerie Swordsmanship

The elder saw the opponent's dagger and couldn't help but narrow his eyes, his expression solemn. Although the opponent was using merely a small dagger, it was clearly not an ordinary blade. For a moment, the elder seemed unable to clearly see the opponent's dagger, witnessing only a few afterimages.

The speed of the opponent's dagger was evident.

The elder was well aware that the opponent, being the Lake Master of the Thirty-Six Caverns, had honed his dagger to such a realm, it was simply phenomenal!

Facing the lightning-fast dagger, the elder couldn't help but place his hands on his hips and shook with resolve. Suddenly, a black robe appeared behind him, adorned with some intriguing patterns resembling the Hundred Beasts Painting, appearing somewhat mysterious and strange. The black robe hung precisely from the elder's shoulders to his feet, enveloping everything except his head.

Swish, swish, swish...

Long Ren's dagger reached the elder in an instant. Suddenly, a pitch-black longsword appeared in the elder's hand, while his other hand clutched the black robe. Just as Long Ren's dagger was about to strike the elder, the elder unexpectedly tugged the robe, engulfing half of his body as he vanished into thin air.

Long Ren's dagger missed its target, yet his face remained unsurprised, even lifting the corners of his mouth with a hint of disdain. In the next instant, Long Ren spun naturally, his dagger slicing through the wind towards his original behind.

Clang!

A crisp sound of metal collision rang out, the Black-Robed Elder reappeared, retreating continuously with a shocked expression. Clearly, he had not expected the opponent to locate him so quickly, nor that the dagger would possess such power, leaving him at a disadvantage in the clash between his longsword and the dagger!

A trace of shock and dread arose in the elder's heart; the "Black Robe Sword Technique" he acquired from a powerful ancient tomb was considered a treasure, a technique that served as his trump card. Since acquiring it, he had faced few opponents among Spirit Severing cultivators.

The "Black Robe Sword Technique" was extremely enigmatic, possessing a remarkable effect of instantaneous movement, posing a deadly threat to ordinary Spirit Severing cultivators. This instantaneous movement could be directed according to intent—whether to the left or right, it followed his will.

Of course, the instantaneous movement was limited to a range of ten meters. The elder painstakingly cultivated it from an initial range of half a meter, or even just centimeters. However, after decades of diligent research, he had mastered the "Black Robe Sword Technique" to its fullest.

For the elder now, shifting ten meters instantly was an easy feat. Don't underestimate this mere ten-meter range; reaching this point was not easy for him, and to his opponents, even the slightest instant movement was fatal.

After all, the elder was a Spirit Severing cultivator. Possessing such a sword technique was akin to a tiger gaining wings. During his Nascent Soul Late Stage, he used this technique to slay a Spirit Severing cultivator, proving its extraordinary power.

The prowess of the "Black Robe Sword Technique" lies not only in instantaneous movement but also in a brief concealment effect, lethal to cultivators. If his opponents couldn't even detect his presence, how could they possibly defeat him?

Furthermore, the elder's black sword was not ordinary. Living for almost a century—though not exceptionally long for a cultivator in the Cultivation World—was notable, and he never met a true rival while wielding this sword.

No cultivator had defeated the elder's sword. Previously, he seldom used the "Black Robe Sword Technique," aware of its uniqueness. If overused without sufficient strength, it would attract unwanted attention from powerful figures.

Now, the elder was a late-stage Spirit Severing cultivator, a formidable presence in the Cultivation World, with few stronger than him. Only Sect leaders might rival the elder, and even the Wild Wolf Gang's leader was courteous to him, as his cultivation was a cornerstone of the sect.

The Wild Wolf Gang's leader treated him with respect and seldom required him to act; only now, with the task of eliminating the Thirty-Six Caverns, was the elder called upon.

At this moment, the elder had a rough understanding of the Lake Master's power, which greatly shocked him, accompanied by a vague foreboding. He hadn't anticipated the young Lake Master of the Thirty-Six Caverns so effortlessly cracking his "Black Robe Sword Technique," locating him, and wielding a seemingly ordinary dagger with incredible force, leaving him at a disadvantage.

Though the elder never underestimated his opponent, acknowledging the Lake Master's youth but recognizing his exceptional prowess as the Lake Master of the Thirty-Six Caverns.

Yet, after their initial encounter, the elder felt he underestimated the Lake Master. Initially, he thought the opponent's strength, even if superior, was not by much, considering he was a late-stage Spirit Severing cultivator.

But now, the elder realized his assumption was likely mistaken!

Even with just one encounter, he could affirm the opponent's cultivation far exceeded his own!

The elder was shaken back by Long Ren's powerful stance, and with a flick of his black robe, he vanished instantly!

But this had no effect on Long Ren. With a slight tilt of his body, he swiftly slashed his dagger across his chest!

Ding!

The elder's Black Sword struck Long Ren's dagger. Although Long Ren's dagger seemed like an ordinary weapon, after blocking the elder's sword, it remained sleek and shiny, even emitting a silvery, extremely cold light.

Just as Long Ren's dagger parried the elder's sword, another dagger appeared in his other hand, seemingly out of nowhere, and he pierced it fiercely towards the elder's chest!

Shing...

Seeing this, the elder quickly gathered all his True Qi and retreated swiftly. He knew very well that being hit by his opponent's dagger could be fatal.

Swish!

Noticing the elder's quick reaction and retreat, Long Ren swiftly slashed his dagger horizontally instead, leaving a bloody gash on the elder's chest, from which blood started to flow profusely...

Witnessing this, the elder's face turned slightly pale, exhibiting an expression of pain and shock. It was apparent that within just three exchanges, he was already slashed twice by the opponent, which filled him with rage!

As the elder continued retreating, creating some distance from Long Ren, though barely a few moves had been exchanged, many of the towering trees around them had been accidentally felled, leaving a wide-open space between the elder and Long Ren, surrounded by fallen trees.

By this time, Ding Fan had already arrived at a spot not far from them. He had witnessed the battle between Long Ren and the elder, and he was astonished by their duel. Despite only three rounds, each attack, be it a swing of the sword, could have easily taken another cultivator's life.

Even having ten lives wouldn't suffice to survive such a fierce fight!

Ding Fan was particularly intrigued by the elder's sword, surprised by its peculiar swordsmanship that bore some resemblance to his "Wind-like Sword Technique." However, Ding Fan knew the elder's technique was far more mysterious than his own.

Yet, it wasn't fair to compare like that. Ding Fan knew he had only reached the Fourth Chapter in his Wind-like Sword Technique cultivation, while the remaining five chapters must contain even more profound insights. Considering the elder was already at the Spirit Severing Late Stage,

it was clear that the elder had honed his swordsmanship to its peak. Ding Fan believed that if he mastered his Wind-like Sword Technique to its finest, it might not be less powerful than the elder's mysterious technique. He even felt a slight difference between their styles.

The most pronounced feeling was perceiving an ominous, sinister aura from the elder's swordsmanship, whereas his own technique emanated a righteous aura, perfectly embodying two opposing extremes.

Ding Fan firmly believed that justice prevails over evil, and no matter how bizarre the elder's swordsmanship appeared, it would ultimately be no match for his own.

What shocked Ding Fan the most was his brother Long Ren. Ding Fan never expected his brother to be so formidable. Despite the elder's mysterious swordsmanship, his brother could accurately track him.

Such skill was beyond an average cultivator.

Of course, Ding Fan could do it too, but he attributed his ability to his exceptionally strong Divine Sense. Yet, how his brother managed it was utterly astounding!

His brother seemed even younger yet had achieved so much, evidently extraordinary and not much behind himself in terms of capability.

Considering his brother was the Lake Master of the Thirty-Six Caves, undeniably not an ordinary presence, and there weren't many sects on the Donglai Continent. Given his brother managed to oversee thirty-six sects, his prowess was undeniably significant...