Chapter 21: Chapter 21 Encompassing sword heart intent (Updated)

Even though the opponent might prove to be a challenge for most average cultivators, it was nothing against Nightin who had strength which surpassed a cultivator his realm.

Without even taking out his sword, one sword energy of his easily took the opponent out.

Next up was a cultivator two sub realms above him, without any difficulty again ,only twenty sword energies were used this time, the battle ending in a flash.

The next one was a middle grade Martial Spirit of the fourth sub realm. With the difference between a middle grade and low grade cultivator, Nightin had no choice but to be slightly more serious.

"Whirr!"

Summoning out all 999 sword energies, they spiralled towards the opponent cultivator as they pierced through his body, instantly taking his life in an instant as he vanished into particles into the air.

As for when Nightin managed to cultivate these many sword energies, it just happened miraculously ever since that day where he can't seem to recall what happen the previous day. Whenever he asked the system, all he receives is an answer that doesn't lead him anywhere. Left without a choice, he could only forget about seeking the answer for now. (Updated chapter in 'shrouds of mystery' which was once a deleted chapter)

At the fifth sub realm Martial Spirit, Nightin had to use his sword to end the battle swiftly in one move, one swing of his sword from a certain distance took out the opponent with just the sword wave from far. It wouldn't be a wise choice to drag the battle out as it'll just be a waste of his spirit energy.

Against the sixth sub realm Martial Spirit, he finally turned serious and used the first three swords of the nine mystics. Without it, it wouldn't have been an easy victory. By then, he would have suffered injuries way too serious for him to continue.

Finally, the first wall came towards him, a high grade Martial Spirit who is at not any weaker than him on the Axe path as opposed to his sword.

Dashing behind the opponent, Nightin used the first sword which was blocked easily. Making use of the momentum that pushed him backwards, he dashed forward with phantom steps as he swung his sword again with the momentum boost.

The attack was however blocked again, but it managed to send the opponent backwards. Forming a trap from below, the third sword spiralled up from behind the opponent and aimed for his head.

Seeing this chance, he rushed up and decided to end the battle once and for all here. "Fourth sword of the nine mystics!"

To his surprise, the opponent actually took on the actual form of a human body, holding two gigantic axes in both hands with his cultivation overpowering Nightin totally from all aspects. A peak grade Martial Spirit ,something that Nightin can ever contend against at this point of time.

The old man looked at the formation array as he dropped the cup of tea he was drinking. Shattering it into pieces as they jumped on the spot and landed on difference locations.

"How is this possible...How did he come back alive again? I definitely sealed his body up, unless he made a breakthrough to the peak Martial Spirit grade!"

Pounding his fist on the table, he tried to deactivate the formation array, only to realise that the array imprints within have already been broken.

"Damn it! Boy, you better stay alive or I'll stay guilty for life." Even though the old man had the intention to prevent it, he was helpless against the current situation. Nightin's life is in his own hands right now.

A whirlwind cyclone formed around the man who suddenly appeared, making use of this chance where Nightin has already been caught off guard, he charged forward and made a heavy slice from above his head which forced Nightin to block the attack with his sword without even getting into a defensive position.

Nightin landed on the ground with a loud thud as he started to cough blood out. That attack had only grazed past his chest after he blocked it, yet the impact from it actually shifted his internal organs and caused him a serious external wound.

Nightin gritted his teeth as he tried his best to withstand the pain and stood back up. He couldn't afford to die here. He still has so much to do in life. He still has his dreams and aspirations and his destiny to fulfill.

Even so, his legs gave up on him. Before he could even stand up fully, his legs ran out of strength and weren't able to support him up anymore.

The man mocked at him "You're just another one of those talented genius who overestimates themself, remember that the name of the person who killed you is Blood Thirster!

With a heavy overhead slash, he slashed his axe towards Nightin again with the intention to slashhis body into pieces with the overwhelming impact collision.

Nightin's gaze tightened on the axe ,time seemed to have froze at this time. The axe frozen in the air, the gaze of the man, the air around him, everything seems to be a mystery as they envelop him.

In this world, there are never a lack of geniuses, yet how many of them can truly grow and become a Emperor?

Many people have stepped onto the sword path, yet the sword is the only thing in their eyes. It's however different in Nightin's eyes.

To him, the sword itself is a single entity, the sect is,the world is...

Nightin laughed at himself "Why should I be limiting myself to the sword intents known to those people from the mundane world? From today onward, I'll walk out a sword path which belongs to the whole world in my eyes."

From today onwards, a sword master which will rage storms and war in the world has been born, yet no one knows about it yet. To be more exact, against the enemies of this world, the savior of the world.

Nightin opened his eyes again, this time when taking out sword, he gave off a different demeanor which was much stronger. The aura of a king, descent of the lord who rules the world.

Blood thirster didn't know why, but the Nightin right now gave him a sense of danger, a danger that exceeds every life and death encounter he has ever faced in his life before being sealed in this hell of a cage.

Raising his sword up above his head, Nightin swung it towards Blood Thirster, sending a long sword wave that dashed towards him.

Everywhere the sword wave went, the air splits apart and not only that, Blood Thirster found that his body was rooted to the ground.

Before he could even beg for mercy, the slash had already split his body into half cleanly without even a single blood spilling out.

Nightin walked out of the formation array and looked at the old man, hatred could be seen in his eyes. Even though that life and death experience had helped him out, it doesn't change the fact that it almost caused him his life.

The old man being an experienced person could tell that Nightin was in fury right now ,but he doesn't blame him. It was his own fault after all.

Taking a token out of his spatial ring, he threw it towards Nightin who caught it easily.

The old man told him "I know you may be thinking that I'm in the wrong and that any compensation wouldn't suffice, but this is the best that I can offer you."

On the token, seven stars were carved on it with the number '3' in the middle.

The old man continued "This is a token to enter the sword tower where you'll be able to learn about methods of cultivating sword intent and how to reach the next stage of second class sword master."

At this moment, Aiden jumped out of the formation array while shouting as he stomped the ground "Damn it, I almost died in there!"