“You think you’re the only one who has swords?” White Robe Demon Master let out a cold hmph and opened his mouth. A wisp of sword qi flew out. As soon the sword qi exited his mouth, sword intent immediately ran like the river. The sword intent was brimming with evil and ruthlessness, however. Every plant on the star withered, every rock and inch of ground lost its spiritual qi, and even the wind and clouds lost its color. Hence, the sword was called the Evil Sword. Confucianists were experts at cultivating righteous qi. It was a powerful qi that freed them from many worldly troubles. White Robe Demon Master was no Confucianist, and he did not do good deeds either. Naturally, he could cultivate righteous qi. However, he had done all sorts of evil acts and terrible things under the sun. So, he cultivated a puff of evil qi. A puff of evil qi allowed him to roam the world unhindered. If humans stood in his way, then he would kill them. If Buddha stood in his way, then he would kill them as well. The sea of Formless Swords of Seven Strings qi was immediately consumed and destroyed by the torrential Evil Sword. Gradually, the evil sword qi increased in potency and density. On the other hand, the Formless Swords of Seven Strings qi had weakened so much it was invisible, and the qin sound became impossible to hear. “How are you going to stop the Evil Sword and the evil qi I have cultivated for a thousand years?” White Robe Demon Master smiled with his hands clasped behind his back. Feng Qingyou’s response toward the sword conjured from a thousand-year-old evil qi was to bend three of her fingers slightly like she was catching a few invisible strings. Then, she backed three hundred meters in one go. In an instant, a visible wrinkle and hole appeared in the space in front of Feng Qingyou. Her force and intent were blowing strong and causing her clothes to billow like snowflakes as well. The sky was her qin, and the wind was her strings. Clouds swept through the sky like a river. When the Evil Sword came close, Feng Qingyou loosened her fingers. It sounded both like the twang of a qin and the ringing of a sword. A gale abruptly sprung into existence within a three-hundred-meter radius, catching the clouds with it and blasting toward the Evil Sword like a waterfall. The two powers clashed, and the Evil Sword froze in the air instantly, unable to progress even an inch further. Wind and rain blew like a storm, and space twisted and shattered to pieces. This text is hosted at N0velFire.ɴet For a moment, it looked like the duo were evenly-matched. No one could threaten the other person! White Robe Demon Master raised his eyebrows as if displeased by this. He raised his right hand to do something, but... “You haven’t forgotten about me, have you?” A bright, clear voice rang. It somehow overwhelmed the sound of storm and swords. The next moment, a sun and a moon rose to the highest point of the sky, dazzling rays mingling with one another. They did not stop there though. They continued to move closer to each other, make contact with each other, merge into one another. The world was unbounded until the Supreme Ultimate [1] was born. The Supreme Ultimate created the two polarities[2], the two polarities created the three talents [3], the three talents created the four symbols, the four symbols created the five phases, the five phases created the six directions [4], the six directions created the seven stars, the seven stars created the eight trigrams, the eight trigrams created the nine palaces, and everything returns to the ten directions[5]. That was the summary of everything in the world. The sun was yang, and the moon was yin. When the two merged, the ten directions, eight trigrams, seven stars, six directions, five phases, four symbols, and three talents reverted to the two polarities. The two polarities then merged with one another to become the Supreme Ultimate, and the Supreme Ultimate circulated some more to become unbounded. It was at this moment a fist descended from above. Its force was infinite, its intent was endless, and to combine infinity and endlessness was to become unbounded. Nothing could stop it. “The Deep Sea of Fist Art: Unbounded Impetus” White Robe Demon Master frowned not because his action was interrupted, but because he actually felt some danger from the fist. This was ludicrous, amusing, and infuriating. After all, they were just ants. What right did they have to make him feel threatened? So, he got angry, and the anger of a Sage warped heaven and earth itself. His right hand was moving forward, but he decided to thrust it upward instead. And so a palm rose from the earth. Every time the palm rose an inch, it would grow bigger. When it was thirty meters tall, it was so big it was as if the ten directions and the nine continents were all within his grasp. Mountains stood tall, rivers ran ceaselessly, sun rose, moon fell, and stars dazzled within the palm. The palm was a small world upon itself. Hence, the Magia was called the “Ten Directions Nine Continents Palm”. You might have an infinite and endless and unbounded punch, but I too have a palm that encompassed the ten directions and the nine continents. Can you really breach it? Fist met palm like heaven crashing against earth. Mountains crumbled, earth shattered, sun perished, and stars fell. It was as magnificent-looking as it was terrifying. Someone would like to remind White Robe Demon Master that he wasn’t fighting one, but two people, however. Feng Qingyou bent her finger slightly and flicked. Her finger had bent only an inch, but the flick had reversed the world itself. The Evil Sword was actually flicked back to White Robe Demon Master instead. Right behind the Evil Sword was Feng Qingyou, right hand hanging beside her waist like a saber. White Robe Demon Master furrowed his brow and stomped. The earth ripped asunder, and the ground churned like water. It instantly transformed into a three hundred-meter-tall mountain. “Magia: Stepping Earth to Mountain” The mountain might have been created from ordinary earth, but it was no ordinary mountain. It had become hard like metal after it was transformed like the Magia and impervious even to lightning. Because of this, the Evil Sword failed to pierce the mountain at all when it slammed into it. It itself crumbled inch by inch and dissolved into a powerful gale. Then, Feng Qingyou stomped the ground again and sent it flying toward Feng Qingyou. Feng Qingyou did not try to dodge the incoming mountain. Instead, she swung her right hand upward like she was performing an uppercut. It was an awe-inspiring strike that felt as grandiose as it was unstoppable. Three hundred years ago, there existed a warrioress whose action and behavior were bolder than a man’s, and techniques were more brute force than a man’s. The Martial Review praised her so: “One hand is all she needs to slice open the heavens and leave a scar that lingers for ages to come. Who dares to witness this scar and claim that a woman is inferior to a man?” The move was called, “Cutting Heaven”. It was also the martial art that made her famous. Cutting Heaven looked like a saber technique, but it did not really matter if the warrior was wielding a saber or not. It was the intent that mattered, not the form. The mountain, the rocks, the grass, the trees; the legs, the thighs, the palms, the fists. Anything could become the blade, and anything could be cut so long as the intent penetrated the ages. Therefore, Feng Qingyou was cutting the heavens with her knifehand strike. If even the heavens could be cut, why not a mere mountain? The massive mountain was cut in half just like that. Feng Qingyou’s momentum did not cease even though she had cut the mountain. On the contrary, its force was growing stronger, and its intent was becoming greater by the second. The storm was fading as if the world itself could not bear the sheer sharpness of her strike. White Robe Demon Master furrowed his brow yet again. He felt like his predictions were off. He did not withdraw or dodge though. How could he, when the ants he looked down on hadn’t? So, White Robe Demon Master pointed a finger at the incoming strike. The space in front of the finger rippled like water. As the ripples continued, the four seasons began cycling rapidly as if time was hastened. Feng Qingyou’s saber intent wasn’t immune from it. It withered and died over time. But what did it matter? Her saber intent might have perished, but her intent was eternal and unceasing. Feng Qingyou continued to press forward courageously. Finally, Feng Qingyou passed through the rapid cycles of four seasons and the cruel passage of time to arrive in front of White Robe Demon Master. Hand met finger, and the next moment, the entire world rippled like an illusion. Feng Qingyou was blown back three hundred meters in an instant. Her complexion looked unnatural, and blood was trickling down the corner of her mouth. White Robe Demon Master was unmoved, but blood was dripping off his finger, and his energies cycled just a bit poorer than normal. That instant of weakness was enough for an unstoppable fist force to burst through the world in his palm, shattering it inch by inch. The earth beneath his feet was crumbling as well. White Robe Demon Master plummeted toward the abyss. Ye Qing landed on the earth. As soon as his feet made contact with the earth, Ye Qing manifested the Earthly Sovereign True Body and rapidly swelled in size, causing penta-colored profound light to illuminate the world. His force was as vast as the heavens, and his aura was as dense as the earth. Rumbling followed as the scattering earth abruptly flowed back in reverse and mending the sundered ground. In just an instant, the collapsing earth was filled with soil, and the cracks on the surface of the ground returned to normal. Immediately after that, the ground began shaking violently. Deafening booms erupted from the underground again and again. 2. yin and yang, or heaven and earth ☜ 3. heaven, earth and Man ☜ 4. four directions plus up and down ☜ 5. four directions, up and down, life, death, past, future. ☜