Chapter 308: White Feather King Arrives, Battle Ignites

“White Feather King is here!”

“These little brats claiming to be from Wendao Academy are done for!”

“……”

The cultivators of the Twin King Alliance beamed with joy at the man’s arrival.

When the Twin Kings joined forces, no one in the entire desert could stand against them. Even if the opponent was a prodigy from Wendao Academy, they felt no fear.

Xiao Chen looked at the man riding an eagle toward them, excitement flashing in his eyes. He smiled. “All the better. The two of you together will make this fight worth my while.”

Hearing this, the White Feather King instinctively glanced at the Desert Cold Saber King.

“Saber King, what’s going on here? How is it you can’t even take down a junior?”

The Desert Cold Saber King showed no anger, speaking unhurriedly. “Because this boy holds the secret to why the oasis’s spiritual energy has grown denser. I didn’t act alone so you wouldn’t accuse me of breaking faith.”

The White Feather King’s eyes lit up, and he turned to Xiao Chen. “Junior, is what the Saber King says true?”

Xiao Chen hadn’t expected the Desert Cold Saber King to use such an excuse and smiled. “That’s right. I do know the reason why the oasis’s spiritual energy has thickened.”

At those words, even the Desert Cold Saber King was briefly stunned. If not for so many people being present, he would have liked to say—

Kid, you’re really going with that!

“In that case, Saber King, let’s take him together and force the oasis’s secret from him.”

The White Feather King drew a longsword from his storage ring, while the Saber King slowly unsheathed his saber.

On the ground, the Wendao Academy disciples likewise drew their weapons, ready to act at any moment.

This time, however, the Twin King Alliance underlings had learned their lesson. With both Kings present, there was no need for small fry like them to throw their lives away.

In the sky, the five combatants were already clashing.

“Vajra Indestructible!”

Iron Monk roared, golden light surging over his body as the phantom of a Buddha appeared behind him.

“Extreme Dao Divine Fist!”

Cao Youqian launched a fierce punch.

The force of his fist took the shape of a massive fist surrounded by the powers of the Five Elements, wind, lightning, yin, and yang.

Fist intent manifested into form—this was Great Perfection!

Iron Monk’s heart trembled at the sight of that strike. Chanting sutras under his breath, the golden Buddha light around him flared brighter.

Bang!

The blow landed, and Iron Monk felt as if his insides had been overturned, his soul quivering. The Buddha light on his body dimmed slightly.

Seeing this, Cao Youqian sent another punch crashing toward him. Iron Monk dared not be careless and brought both palms forward.

Boom!

Another deafening blast rang out, and Iron Monk felt as if his hands were nearly ruined.

This brat was even more terrifying than the rumors.

Cao Youqian suddenly halted his fists and smiled. “Didn’t expect you, Iron Monk, to have some skill. There aren’t many who can take two of my serious punches and remain standing. Today, I want to see just how many you can withstand.”

“Hmph!”

Iron Monk snorted coldly. “I refuse to believe you can keep this up forever. My Vajra Indestructible Art absorbs the essence of the great sun. As long as the sun does not set, my Vajra Body will never break!”

With that, he closed his eyes, the golden Buddha light on his body growing even stronger. Sunlight bathed him, washing away the murderous aura clinging to him, leaving him like a living Buddha descended to the mortal world.

“Pure Yang Emperor Body… interesting.”

Cao Youqian spoke as he began performing Tai Chi on the spot, a move that made Iron Monk feel puzzled.

Still, he did not act. Off to the side, the White Feather King and the Desert Cold Saber King had already engaged the other youth.

So long as the Twin Kings subdued that boy—or other Nirvana experts of the Twin King Alliance arrived—he would be able to turn the tide.

Elsewhere, saber light and sword shadows filled the sky.

After dozens of exchanged moves, the three retreated several steps before steadying themselves.

The Saber King and White Feather King exchanged a glance, then launched an attack together, saber and sword striking toward Xiao Chen.

“Sweeping Across a Thousand Armies!”

“White Rainbow Piercing the Sun!”

Clang!

With a casual swing of his sword, Xiao Chen effortlessly shattered their combined strike.

This scene left both the Saber King and White Feather King momentarily stunned. The young man before them was merely a Path Union cultivator—how could he comprehend sword intent at Great Perfection?

In unison, they demanded, “Who are you?”

“Xiao Chen of Wendao,” he replied, raising his sword slowly. “If this is all the strength you possess, I advise you to surrender.”

“You’re the Wendao Academy’s Provisional Saint Son?”

A flicker of surprise passed through the White Feather King’s eyes, but his gaze still scanned the surroundings. He knew well that every Provisional Saint Son of Wendao Academy had a protector nearby.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen smiled. “No need to look. Uncle Yishan won’t act against the likes of you. If you can defeat me, I’ll tell you the secret.”

“You said it yourself.”

A vicious light flashed in the Saber King’s eyes. As the saying goes, a bird dies for food, a man dies for wealth—no cultivator would willingly pass up such an opportunity.

“It’s the truth,” Xiao Chen said, twirling his sword to form a blooming sword flower.

In an instant, sword energy swept across the field.

“Kill!”

The Saber King’s saber flashed down. “Desert Lone Smoke!”

The White Feather King, deciding to fight with all his strength, thrust his sword. “Falling Star!”

“Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!”

Xiao Chen’s sword pierced forward.

With the strike, sword qi poured down like rain.

Clang, clang, clang!

The White Feather King and Saber King were caught off guard, forced entirely onto the defensive.

When the attack passed, several fresh wounds marked their bodies.

Seeing that his sword hadn’t subdued them in one strike, Xiao Chen murmured, “A King-level opponent is indeed extraordinary… worthy of my full strength.”

Earlier, the White Feather King and Saber King might have taken those words as an insult.

But after witnessing that sword, all contempt vanished. Their auras flared once more, brilliant radiance bursting from their bodies.

“Spirit Sword Emperor Body.”

“Ice Crystal Emperor Body.”

Xiao Chen’s eyes gleamed with excitement at the sight, his own aura surging to its peak, divine light shrouding him.

“Long River Setting Sun!”

The Saber King swung his saber down, and as it fell, a blazing sun descended from the heavens, transforming into a blade of light as if to engulf Xiao Chen completely.

“Seven-Star Sword Style!”

The White Feather King’s sword thrust forth, and in that instant, dark clouds blotted out the sun. Seven stars suddenly appeared, aligning into a single formation before condensing into a sword light that fell from the sky.

“All Swords as One!”

Xiao Chen shouted, and countless sword lights appeared behind him, each imbued with a different sword intent.

Every sword intent had reached Great Perfection. As he struck, they all merged into one.

In that moment, time itself seemed to freeze, and between heaven and earth, only Xiao Chen’s sword remained.

Clang!

With its release, the world fell silent.

Saber light and sword qi vanished without a trace, and the phenomena born of saber and sword intent disappeared as though they had never existed.

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