101: I wouldn't dare say I'm invincible, but I'm more than enough to deal with you!

Burial Sword Mountain summit.

The platform here wasn't large, about a hundred zhang across. The ground was rugged, and nearly twenty people were crowded onto it.

Every one of them had their Sword Intent fully unleashed, with Sword Qi surging so intensely that the air felt as thick as glue.

This Burial Sword Mountain was the place with the most profound opportunities in the entire Sword Soul Secret Realm.

The summit of Burial Sword Mountain was formed from the hearts of the Demon Sword Immortal and the Immortal Sword Immortal; it was also the place where the essence of their respective Sword Daos resided!

It was naturally a perfect Sword Washing Pool.

The nine Spirit Treasure-grade spirit swords here had been taken this time, and the remaining top-grade Magic Treasure spirit swords would undergo fifty years of refinement by countless natural Sword Intents and Sword Qi.

During this process, the quality of several top-grade Magic Treasures would be elevated to the Spirit Treasure grade.

Being able to obtain several Spirit Treasure-grade spirit swords every fifty years was truly a massive boon!

Lu Yu and Xiao Wuqing stood at the very front, their backs to the Immortal Sword fragment, facing the group of geniuses from various regions who were watching them like tigers eyeing their prey.

"Everyone."

Lu Yu spoke. His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"There is only one fragment of the Immortal Sword, and only nine Spirit Treasure-grade swords. With so many of us, how should we divide them?"

Hearing Lu Yu's words, no one spoke.

How to divide them? Naturally, whoever had the biggest fist would get them.

"How about this?" Lu Yu smiled.

"Brother Xiao and I will stand here. Whoever can get past us and touch that broken sword, the items belong to them. How does that sound?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expression changed.

Arrogant.

Too arrogant.

Xie Lingfeng's face turned ashen. "Lu Yu, do you really think you're invincible?"

"I wouldn't say I'm invincible." Lu Yu spread his hands.

"But stopping you all... should be enough."

"What about adding me?"

Lei Jianming stepped forward, thunderous light crackling all around him.

"And me."

Gu Yan also walked out, his blazing heaven sword Intent igniting.

The Canglan Female Cultivator didn't speak, but the Ice Lotus Sword in her hand was already unsheathed, and a cold mist spread out.

The seven people from the Star Holy Land drew their swords simultaneously, their Sword Qi connecting into one, like the Star River hanging upside down.

The five Black-robed Sword Cultivators from the Demon Domain also surrounded them, their Slaughter Sword Intent locking onto Lu Yu and Xiao Wuqing.

Tang Jia Third Young Master stood at the very back, clutching that Black Sword Talisman. His eyes flickered, but he didn't move.

"It seems you all intend to attack together."

Lu Yu flexed his wrists.

"That's fine, it saves time."

He looked at Xiao Wuqing. "Brother Xiao, how should we divide them?"

Xiao Wuqing's expression remained icy. "I'll take the left, you take the right."

"Deal."

The moment the words fell, the two moved simultaneously.

Xiao Wuqing took a step forward. The moment the Ruthless Sword in his hand was unsheathed, the temperature on the entire platform dropped by ten degrees.

The icy Sword Intent that severed the seven emotions and six desires spread out like a tide, instantly enveloping everyone on the left.

He hadn't arrived at Burial Sword Mountain immediately because he had been outside tracking a high-quality strand of Ruthless Sword Intent wandering in the air.

That strand of Ruthless Sword Intent had been controlled by a Cultivator at the Tribulation Crossing Stage at the very least when they were alive.

After a chase, he had successfully subdued and refined it into his own Ruthless Sword Intent, and his own Sword Intent had been strengthened!

At this moment, Xie Lingfeng, Lei Jianming, the Canglan Female Cultivator, and the four people from the Star Holy Land were all included within the scope of his Sword Intent.

"Ruthless Sword Intent, Thought Severing!"

Xiao Wuqing swept his longsword, and a silver Sword Qi as thin as a cicada's wing slashed out.

Wherever the Sword Qi passed, space seemed to be sliced open. Everyone's Sword Intent, Sword Qi, and even their Battle Intent wavered violently under this single strike.

"Not good!"

Xie Lingfeng's expression changed drastically, and he hastily blocked with his greatsword.

Clang—!!!

The silver Sword Qi struck the greatsword. Xie Lingfeng felt as if he had been hit by a heavy blow and was sent flying, crashing into the Sword Qi barrier at the edge of the platform, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

One strike heavily injured Xie Lingfeng.

Lei Jianming's pupils constricted as he hastily activated his Thunder Light Sword Array for protection, but that silver Sword Qi seemed to ignore defenses and slashed directly at his Sword Heart. He let out a muffled groan, his face turning pale, and his Sword Intent nearly collapsed.

The Canglan Female Cultivator's ice lotus shattered. She retreated seven steps before steadying herself, blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

The four from the Star Holy Land fared even worse. The Star River Sword Array was shattered by a single strike, and all four spat blood simultaneously, their auras withering.

Xiao Wuqing sheathed his sword, expressionless. "Do you still want to try?"

The left side was deathly silent.

Everyone looked at Xiao Wuqing, their eyes filled with horror.

This guy... was a whole lot stronger than the last time he fought Lu Yu!

That Ruthless Sword Intent had already become strong enough to ignore defenses and strike directly at the Sword Heart!

On the right side, the battle on Lu Yu's end finished even faster.

Gu Yan, the five Black-robed Sword Cultivators from the Demon Domain, and several other geniuses from various regions pounced on Lu Yu at the same time.

Lu Yu didn't draw his sword.

He simply raised his right hand, fingers spread wide, and a blazing sun with towering Sword Qi rose behind him!

Sword Qi ran wild in his hand as he lightly pressed down toward the oncoming crowd.

"Myriad Phenomena Prison Suppression!"

Buzz—!!!

Centered on his palm, phantom images of a myriad of phenomena boomed open!

Mountains rose, rivers surged, a scorching sun hung in the sky, a bright moon hung in the sky... All the phantom images eventually transformed into an invisible cage of Sword Intent, enveloping everyone on the right side.

Inside the cage, all Sword Qi and Sword Intent were frozen.

Gu Yan's Blazing Heaven flames were extinguished.

The Slaughter Sword Intent of the five Black-robed Sword Cultivators from the Demon Domain collapsed.

The swords the others had just drawn were frozen in mid-air, unable to move.

After successfully refining that Storm Sword Qi Passage, his own Myriad Phenomena Sword Intent had undergone a great degree of Fusion and improvement, and its power had increased significantly!

Lu Yu lowered his hand, walked up to Gu Yan, and patted his shoulder. "Fellow Daoist Gu, do you still want to fight?"

Gu Yan's face was pale, his forehead covered in sweat. He spoke with difficulty, "No... no more fighting..."

Lu Yu smiled and looked at the five Black-robed Sword Cultivators. "What about you?"

The five had terror in their eyes. They wanted to speak, but they were suppressed by the Sword Intent to the point they couldn't even open their mouths; they could only signal their surrender with their eyes.

Only then did Lu Yu withdraw his Sword Intent.

Thud, thud—the seven or eight people on the right all slumped to the ground, gasping for air, looking at Lu Yu as if he were a monster.

Less than ten breaths of time had passed.

The left and right sides had been cleared.

The only ones still standing were Lu Yu, Xiao Wuqing, and Tang Jia Third Young Master, who hadn't moved.

The platform was deathly silent.

Only the broken Immortal Sword fragment plunged into the center continued to emit a faint black light, with blood-colored mist faintly swirling within the cracks around the blade.

Lu Yu and Xiao Wuqing turned to look at Tang Jia Third Young Master.

"Tang Jia Third Young Master, only you are left."

Lu Yu looked at him with a hint of killing intent in his eyes.

Tang Jia Third Young Master's face was dark, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the sword talisman.

He glanced at the people slumped on the ground, then at Lu Yu and Xiao Wuqing, and suddenly laughed.

"Lu Yu, Xiao Wuqing... you are indeed strong."

He spoke slowly, "But do you think you've won just like this?"

He raised the Black Sword Talisman in his hand and crushed it.

Crack—!

The moment the sword talisman shattered, a streak of pitch-black Devilish Qi soared into the sky and charged straight for the Immortal Sword fragment!

"Not good!"

Xiao Wuqing's expression changed, and he swung his sword at the Devilish Qi.

But the Devilish Qi was too fast, vanishing into the cracks of the Immortal Sword fragment in the blink of an eye.

The next second—

Boom—!!!

The entire Immortal Sword fragment began to vibrate violently!

The blood-colored mist in the cracks surged out wildly, condensing in mid-air into a blurry, blood-colored phantom holding a longsword.

The phantom had no facial features and no consciousness, only a pure slaughter obsession that instantly enveloped the entire platform.

"Kill... kill... kill..."

A raspy whisper came from the phantom, as if from the Nine Serenities Hell.

Everyone's swords vibrated frantically at this moment, as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

Tang Jia Third Young Master laughed wildly. "The slaughter obsession of the Demon Sword Immortal! Lu Yu, Xiao Wuqing, aren't you strong? Let's see how you deal with this thing!"

The blood-colored phantom slowly turned its head, looking at Lu Yu and Xiao Wuqing, who were closest.

Then, it raised its sword.

A single sword strike descended.

There was no Sword Qi, no sword light.

Only a slaughtering will that could annihilate all living beings, like a towering sea of blood, swept toward them!

Lu Yu and Xiao Wuqing's expressions turned grave simultaneously.

This obsession... was even more ferocious than they had imagined!