Chapter 237 - 125: Power of 10,000 Cauldrons! 1 Blade Falls, Sheng Yuan Dies! 2

"Waiting here specifically for me?"

Lu Changsheng had already guessed Sheng Yuan Yi’s intentions.

This place was close to Beiling City.

Once Lu Changsheng entered the northern battlefield, there was a high probability he would encounter Sheng Yuan Yi.

Sheng Yuan Yi had also more or less deduced that Sword12 could sense a certain range.

In fact, this had almost become public knowledge.

Otherwise, there was no way to explain how Sword12 could accurately pinpoint and eliminate one team after another.

"Since you’re waiting for me, then I’ll grant your desire!"

"Before dealing with Heaven Heart, cutting down Sheng Yuan Yi can be considered a small interest collected in advance."

Lu Changsheng’s gaze was icy cold.

He then took a single step forward, his entire figure seemingly merging into the wind, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Sheng Yuan Yi stood quietly in place.

In truth, he had been waiting here for a long time.

This time, the Northern Barbarians had ordered many squads to temporarily halt their advances into the northern battlefield.

Only Sheng Yuan Yi was left alone in the northern battlefield.

He was waiting.

Waiting for one person to appear.

In the distance was Beiling City. Sheng Yuan Yi believed that as long as that person entered the northern battlefield, he would undoubtedly find him.

The only uncertainty was whether the other party would dare to come.

However, based on the other party’s recent actions, Sheng Yuan Yi was convinced the other person would come.

If the opponent wanted to avoid a confrontation, they wouldn’t have engaged in such frequent and reckless slaughter.

This person seemed completely unafraid of him, the second-ranked on the shen power ranking!

"Hoo..."

A faint breeze swept through.

"Whoosh."

Sheng Yuan Yi abruptly raised his head, staring intently ahead.

"You’re here..."

Sheng Yuan Yi spoke slowly, but his eyes revealed a glimmer of astonishment.

Ten zhang ahead of him, a figure approached step by step.

An unfamiliar yet familiar silhouette.

Unfamiliar because Sheng Yuan Yi had never seen this person before.

Familiar because, for the past month, this name had constantly filled his ears.

Sword12!

To this day, Sword12 remained the Northern Barbarians’ highest bounty in the northern battlefield.

Even Heaven Heart himself had failed to kill him.

This was Sheng Yuan Yi’s first time seeing him, yet he recognized him instantly.

He was the one Sheng Yuan Yi had been waiting for: Sword12!

"Sheng Yuan Yi!"

Lu Changsheng advanced steadily, his gaze locked onto the figure before him.

The other party was dressed in white robes, a sword hanging at his waist.

Details about Sheng Yuan Yi flashed through Lu Changsheng’s mind.

Sheng Yuan Yi was a disciple of the Heart Sword Sect of the Northern Barbarians.

The Heart Sword Sect was an enigmatic sect.

The disciples of this sect were few since the Heart Sword Sect held extremely high standards for aptitude and comprehension.

After all, to cultivate the "Heart Sword," one needed exceptional aptitude and comprehension; otherwise, it would be impossible to master.

"Sword12, to be honest, I’ve wanted to meet you for a long time."

"It’s rare to see someone even Heaven Heart couldn’t kill."

"Originally, I thought the Great Fish Dynasty only had Song Wuqing, but I didn’t expect someone like you to appear as well. Intriguing, truly intriguing."

Sheng Yuan Yi did not seem particularly tense.

On the contrary, he appeared very relaxed, as if brimming with confidence.

His strength had grown significantly of late—he had almost slain Song Wuqing. So how could he fear someone like Sword12?

From what he understood, Sword12 merely had heightened sensory abilities, nothing more.

"One strike, and I’ll cut you down!"

Lu Changsheng had no desire for further words.

"Buzz."

In the next moment, the surroundings distorted.

What was once a grassland dimmed instantly, transforming into a vast starry sky.

"Intention..."

Sheng Yuan Yi quickly realized this was an intention.

But Sheng Yuan Yi did not fear it.

"Crack."

In the next instant, the surrounding starry sky seemed to fracture endlessly.

Like glass, it shattered into countless fragments.

From Sheng Yuan Yi’s body, Lu Changsheng could sense a sharp aura.

This aura was actually powerful enough to tear apart his Starry Sky Waterfall intention.

"Clang."

Lu Changsheng drew his blade.

A blood-red slash cut through the void instantly.

At the same time, amidst the shattered, pitch-black starry sky, a massive waterfall continued to cascade across it. Like a torrent of thousands of feet, it roared downward.

At the moment it fell, the sound of rolling sea waves echoed from within.

"Hoo..."

A fierce gale swept through.

Between heaven and earth, an unexpected wind had risen at some point.

The wind, feeding the sea waves, stirred up towering surges, erupting with deafening roars as they surged overwhelmingly toward Sheng Yuan Yi.

"Three intentions..."

At this moment, Sheng Yuan Yi’s expression finally shifted!

In the Divine Power Realm, comprehending even a single intention signified notable comprehension, with a chance to achieve Divine Gang power.

However, comprehending two intentions would mark one as a prodigy.

And now, Sword12 had comprehended three intentions.

Moreover, the three seemed to complement one another.

If it was just one intention, Sheng Yuan Yi wouldn’t have feared it.

But three intentions directly suppressed Sheng Yuan Yi.

Once suppressed by intentions, one’s strength couldn’t be fully displayed.

In the past, Sheng Yuan Yi and Song Wuqing experienced this when facing Heaven Heart.

Heaven Heart directly overwhelmed them with intention.

Song Wuqing and Sheng Yuan Yi could only utilize a fraction of their power—how could they possibly contend with Heaven Heart?

The Sword12 before him took a completely different path than Heaven Heart.

Heaven Heart was deeply specialized in the Slaughter Intent.

But Sword12 relied on the accumulation of multiple intentions to overwhelm Sheng Yuan Yi.

"Slash!"

Suddenly, Sheng Yuan Yi let out a low cry.

Yet Sheng Yuan Yi did not draw his sword.

Lu Changsheng felt a tremor throughout his body, as if a sword had suddenly appeared in his mind.

An invisible sword.