Chapter 716: 137: A Single Sword (Combined Part 3)_3

Chapter 716: Chapter 137: A Single Sword (Combined Part 3)_3

Yao Ancestor and several Semi-Saints all wore solemn expressions. Their opponent was not only proficient in the art of swordsmanship but his Supreme Soft Sword Dao was even stronger and more terrifying than they imagined.

After all, no one present had entered the dao through the Supreme Soft Sword Skill.

The levels of Sword Dao varied, and only after a duel could their superiority and inferiority be discerned.

Li Hao glanced at his opponent, ignoring the shocked and angry expression on his face, and turned to look at Lin Qingyue.

This sword strike was less a battle than a demonstration for Lin Qingyue.

Lin Qingyue stood there dazed, the Sun and Moon Sword Intent in her mind shattered by the breeze Li Hao had just stirred up. That breeze and the bright flash of the sword light were also etched into her heart.

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This was the Supreme Soft Sword Dao.

If she followed the imprint to comprehend, she too would eventually master this Sword Dao.

The previously shattered Sword Intent now gathered anew.

Her eyes revealed a look of trance and enlightenment. “Supreme Softness, is this what it is?”

“The supremely soft is the supremely rigid, the supremely weak is the supremely strong.”

Li Hao murmured softly, “Softness to the extreme is not water, nor wind, but atoms!”

“Atoms?”

Lin Qingyue was stunned, a look of puzzlement in her eyes; she had never heard such a term before.

Li Hao knew it was difficult to explain at this world’s level, but those who practiced the Supreme Soft Sword Dao might also come to this realization, though they would likely use a different term, which could also be called the ‘Extremely Finite.’

“Pebbles accumulate to form mountains, mountains and rivers accumulate to become the universe, so what accumulates to form pebbles, what constitutes water, and what coalesces to become wind?”

Li Hao spoke softly, both questioning and guiding.

Lin Qingyue froze, contemplative, vaguely grasping what Li Hao meant, a sense of shock rising within her.

Is this the Supreme Soft Sword Dao?

Based on the foundation of all things, although the sun and the moon are vast, aren’t they also constructed of the tiniest particles?

Thus, the Supreme Soft Sword Dao wasn’t a minor path but a terrifyingly great dao!

Lin Qingyue realized this, shocked. She even felt that if she could comprehend this, the strength of this dao might even surpass that of the Sword Saint’s All-Life Sword Dao!

At that moment, she suddenly understood why Li Hao’s seemingly effortless sword strike had shattered the awe-inspiring Sun and Moon Divine Sword.

At the most minute level, the opponent had many flaws and imperfections, all extensions of his Sword Dao.

“Is this… my Sword Dao?”

Lin Qingyue was slightly dazed, but suddenly, she thought of something and looked at Li Hao:

“This is my Sword Dao, do you also practice the Supreme Soft Sword Intent? Or are you just…”

Her heart trembled briefly, afraid to ask further.

If Li Hao was merely showing her Sword Dao, then he, himself, possessed another Sword Dao!

Mastering two Sword Daos!

If just her practice of the Sword Dao was so terrifying, what about Li Hao’s own Sword Dao, how strong could it be?!

While the two were conversing, Haoyue Saint Son’s face betrayed an angered loss of composure, particularly upset that Li Hao was dueling with him but had his mind on helping Lin Qingyue rebuild her Sword Dao.

This disregard entirely enraged him.

“Show your own Sword Dao and duel me!”

He growled in a low voice.

Li Hao looked up and said indifferently, “My Sword Dao, you’re not yet qualified to see.”

Haoyue Saint Son’s cheek twitched as if he had been viciously slapped, feeling both enraged and powerless.

He knew that just from Li Hao’s Sword Dao just now, he couldn’t possibly defeat him.

He had lost this duel, and his recently advanced Sun and Moon Sword Dao now showed cracks, causing him to feel like his mindset was collapsing.

“You hide your true skills and capability, playing the role of an alchemist. What exactly are you, and what are your intentions in infiltrating my Sword Ancestor Holy Land?!”

Haoyue Saint Son’s eyes gleamed coldly as he stared at Li Hao.

Previously, he hadn’t questioned, thinking of crushing Li Hao in trial after defeating his Sword Dao and perfecting his own. Now, his Sword Dao derailed, all he wanted was to utterly destroy Li Hao.

Upon hearing Haoyue Saint Son’s words, Lin Qingyue came back to her senses, her expression changing drastically.

She suddenly realized, given Li Hao’s extraordinary swordsmanship skills, he was certainly no ordinary person. His previous severe injuries from enemy pursuit likely involved extremely powerful adversaries, possibly even nearing Semi-Saint status.

Now, revealing such swordsmanship means for her exposed him significantly and would come at a great cost.

Thinking this, her expression turned ugly, and she stepped forward to shield Li Hao:

“Qingfeng was injured and brought back by me to the Holy Land to recuperate. He didn’t intentionally infiltrate our Holy Land, nor has he ever done anything to harm it.”

Haoyue Saint Son sneered, “How do you know his injuries weren’t a way to get close intentionally? You were merely used, conveniently appearing at the critical moment of the Sword God War in our Holy Land to spy on Sword Dao competitions, practicing our Holy Land’s sword techniques, plus how could he use your Sword Dao, passing it on secretly, which is also a serious crime!”

Lin Qingyue’s face fell; she had not passed it on secretly, but practicing sword techniques in front of Li Hao as a swordsman amounted to teaching.

“Wishing to accuse, one is never at a loss for words, hurried because your Sword Dao is defeated,”

Li Hao spoke calmly.

Standing up for Lin Qingyue, he had predicted such an outcome, having calculated the risks involved beforehand.

Yet, he would still do it, repay kindness, and revenge alike, that was his true nature. If he lost that, he wouldn’t be himself any longer.

Ready to shatter to repay vengeance, why then shouldn’t be willing to do so for gratitude.

Seeing Li Hao’s response, Haoyue Saint Son’s face contorted, his lips twitching as he clenched his teeth, yet he restrained his rage to avoid appearing too undignified.