The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

PS: Additional chapter for Sun and Mo Hen to thank the readers for their rewards.

The autumn wind was cold and desolate, blowing the withered yellow grass.

Ji Tang and Juelu Sword Madman walked over the grass and turned a corner, seeing a small, dilapidated temple in the far distance, situated at the innermost part of the valley.

This place was in the mountainous area of Northern Zhou Yan Province. Ji Tang and Juelu Sword Madman had traveled day and night to reach this place. They were about to meet the master of Ji Tang and the owner of the Xuanyin Su Sword.

Juelu Sword Madman was not as absolutely loyal as Ji Tang. Although Qing Yu was confident that once he arrived, he wouldn't be able to leave, it was better to be cautious and not let him know his true identity.

"Mirror Master," Ji Tang approached the temple and said respectfully.

"Since you're here, come in."

A deep, heavy voice came from inside the temple. The two entered the temple and saw a dark golden figure sitting casually on a stone Buddha head, his back turned to them.

"Are you the master of the Xuanyin Twelve Swords?" Juelu Sword Madman asked indifferently.

"Yes."

"The Hidden Mirror Man ranked eighth on the Earth List?"

"Hmm, I am the Hidden Mirror Man."

Suddenly, Juelu Sword Madman unsheathed his sword, and the Sword Qi flashed and disappeared.

"Are you testing me?" Qing Yu remained casually seated, as if the person just attacked by the Sword Qi wasn't him.

Juelu Sword Madman silently gripped the Ju Shi Sword, "I need to know if the person I will serve in the future is a weakling who is even inferior to me."

"Do you know now?"

"Not enough."

"You—" Ji Tang, seeing the discourtesy of Juelu Sword Madman, opened his mouth to scold.

"Hey—" Qing Yu stood up, "Ji Tang, don't be impulsive. It's understandable that he wants to see the strength of the person he will follow."

He turned around, revealing his face under a dark gold mask, "I will not use Xuanyin Sword Energy, nor will I rely on a higher realm to bully you. Defeating you at the peak of the True Pill Realm, is that acceptable?"

An advantage of realm...

Juelu Sword Madman's heart shivered. He was undeniably at the peak of the True Pill Realm; the only higher level would be the Divine Realm. Had the Hidden Mirror Man already broken through to the Divine Realm, thanks to the Xuanyin Twelve Swords?

Whether it was due to the power of the Xuanyin Twelve Swords, it would be known with a test.

If he could defeat him with the strength of the True Pill Realm Peak, even if it was because of the power of the Xuanyin Twelve Swords that he broke through to the Divine Realm, it would prove without a doubt that the other party was stronger than him.

A weakling relying solely on the Xuanyin Twelve Swords could not defeat a sword maniac who had walked the path of extremity for many years.

"I accept," Juelu Sword Madman said.

"Good."

As soon as the word was out, Qing Yu's hand held a white cold iron blade, accompanied by a bone-chilling frost Qi. The Sword Force surged wildly like angry waves, overwhelming all in its path.

Demon Sword·Demon Qi Cross.

The killing intent, the thirst for blood, and the powerful Sword Force made Juelu Sword Madman feel oppressed.

He had thought that the other had cultivated Xuanyin Sword Energy and followed the Sword Dao. Unexpectedly, his Sword Technique was also so exceedingly strong.

Facing the fierce Sword Force, Juelu Sword Madman did not retreat but advanced instead, confronting the devastating force head-on with the equally domineering Sword Momentum, yet it carried a desperate and tragic air.

To the person who has reached the dead-end, there is only advance without retreat. Juelu Sword Madman never knew what retreat was, nor did his sword ever fall back.

"Song of the Desperate End."

Mad in swords, madder in spirit. This was the madness near the end, the scream of indignation in his heart.

Blade Energy swept across, Sword Intent crisscrossed, the momentum of sword and blade were both unstoppably forward, colliding without surprise, triggering a wave of Sword Qi that forced Ji Tang to hurriedly retreat from the dilapidated temple to avoid being affected.

"Ha, very good."

Another exclamation of good, Qing Yu's Snow Blade swept across as if driven by demon forces, annihilating vitality.

Demon Sword second form: Demonic Rampage.

As the blade approached, so did the man, the Sword Intent of annihilating vitality penetrated the flesh and bones, combined with the chill of the Snow Blade and the Sacred Heart Technique used in wielding the blade, pushing the killing intent to its extreme cold.

"Zing—"

A light sound, the Snow Blade struck the Ju Shi Sword, its blade light flickered, yet it slipped from Qing Yu's hand, spinning and slashing towards Juelu Sword Madman's neck.

Juelu Sword Madman ducked slightly, causing the blade light to swipe past his slightly gray hair, the sword momentum increasingly fierce, with a slanted slash, a harsh sword shadow enveloped Qing Yu's abdomen.

However, before it could get close to Qing Yu's abdomen, it was blocked by a layer of pitch-black Gang Qi, powerless to advance further.

'Such powerful Gang Qi.' Juelu Sword Madman thought.

Although the Gang Qi was strong, it hadn't reached the Divinity Realm, indicating that the opponent had such strong Gang Qi already during the True Pill Realm.

This was not a waste who had broken through using the Xuanyin Twelve Swords, but an absolute genius.

Attacks thwarted, Juelu Sword Madman still didn't retreat. Instead, he exerted all his True Qi, his Sword Qi moving horizontally, taking the shape of stone.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The runaway Snow Blade followed the Qi Force back under control, Qing Yu used Magic Following Space Birth to wield the cold blade from afar and wrapped his right leg in Gang Qi, kicking out seven times, each strike targeting Juelu Sword Madman's acupoints.

Demon Stepping Seven Stars.

"Boom—"

Juelu Sword Madman sheathed his sword and slanted it against Qing Yu's leg, resulting in a loud, explosive noise. The colliding Sword Qi and leg force flew backwards at an angle, smashing the headless Buddha statue in the temple into pieces.

At the same time, the Qi Force from the Snow Blade and the Ju Shi Sword also split the temple in half, with countless fragments of stone and tiles being swept into the air and then slashed into pieces by the crisscrossing Qi Force.

On the final kick of Demon Stepping Seven Stars, Qing Yu gathered the peak power of the True Pill Realm and stepped on the back of the Snow Blade, swinging the blade with his leg, exhibiting Demonic Rampage.

The extremely fierce and unstoppable blade force pressed down on the defended Ju Shi Sword. Juelu Sword Madman was pushed so hard against the ground that he plowed deep marks into it, collapsing the temple wall and sliding several meters down the valley before finally stopping.

"Ha!"

Juelu Sword Madman roared, vibrating his sword to reflect Qing Yu and the Snow Blade back into the air, summoning Sword Qi, striking fiercely with the Ju Shi Sword.

"Wild Sword of the Extreme Path."

The ultimate craziness transformed into an extremely wild Sword Intent, Juelu Sword Madman's decisive determination to break obstacles made even Qing Yu in the air vastly impressed.

'This is exactly why he is worth conquering.'

Although Qing Yu only used the power of the True Pill Realm Peak, his foundation at that moment was vastly different from the past. Even though this was only one aspect of the Saint and Demon Embryo, a half-body, and even though Qing Yu hadn't fully utilized the foundation of the Primordial Fetus to bully others, it was incomparable to a typical peak of the True Pill Realm.

Juelu Sword Madman was able to persist under Qing Yu's pressure for so long, proving his foundation was extremely solid. Without constraints, he could certainly soar to great heights.

Gathering Wind Force, Qing Yu kicked, spinning his body upward, simultaneously drawing the Snow Blade into his hand and striking downward from a high position.

Demon Extreme Slaughter.

Gathering peak blade momentum, it slashed into the desperate Wild Sword, Qing Yu's eyes pitch black, deeply demonic, pressing down hard on the Wild Sword.

"Boom—"

Juelu Sword Madman retreated further, crashing horizontally into the mountain wall within the valley, creating a large crater.

"Now, do you concede?"

The Snow Blade emitted a sound of blade cry, lowering to the ground, Qing Yu stood with the blade, calm and composed.