Chapter 830
Clash of Artistic Conceptions
"Om..."
The Soul-Severing Spear pierced through the spatial barrier, drawing a deadly arc in the air. The bloodthirsty aura that Zhao Yin had accumulated from years of fighting on the border was concentrated at the tip of the spear, with each point of cold light clearly visible. The spear light it emitted stung Song Changsheng's eyes.
"break!"
Song Changsheng's blood and qi surged, his veins flowed like a river, his qi roared like thunder, and his body suddenly trembled. At this moment, the [Law of Power] revealed its sharpness, and the spatial barrier around him, which had been frozen by Zhao Yin, shattered in pieces like fragile floating ice.
"boom"
Qi and blood converged in his left arm, and his iron fist slammed towards the Soul-Severing Spear, which was already within reach, like lightning.
After countless tempering sessions, with his qi and blood fully mobilized, Song Changsheng's physical strength could only be described as "terrifying." He actually withstood Zhao Yin's Soul-Severing Spear with his bare body.
Everyone felt a loud bang, and the bloodthirsty aura gathered on the spear tip instantly dissipated. The Soul-Severing Spear flew backward, its silvery shaft bending in an incredible arc before snapping straight again.
Zhao Yin's figure appeared like a ghost, raising his silver spear and attacking once more.
Generals who have fought on the battlefield for many years understand one principle: once the enemy is suppressed, they cannot be given any chance to breathe; they must be annihilated with the most ferocious offensive.
Therefore, Zhao Yin's fighting style is characterized by "fierce and fierce" attacks, with his offensives as continuous as a surging river and his spear light filling the sky, making it breathtaking to behold.
Having just escaped one dangerous situation, Song Changsheng seemed to have stepped into another one that he had meticulously planned, but this time, it was intentional on his part.
"Great Divine Power [One Finger to Dust]"
With a light tap of his fingertip, the spear light that bloomed in the air, including Zhao Yin, was "frozen" in place.
"Chong"
At the same time, the chilling [Jinghong Sword] soared into the sky, its blade sweeping across the air.
The sword rang out with a sharp clang, its cold light flashing.
The sun and the moon, obscured by sunlight, suddenly shone brightly. The yin and yang energies flowed down from the heavens like a black and white waterfall. The vast Yin and Yang laws poured into the soaring sword, merging with Song Changsheng's "Opening Heaven" conception, and unleashed a lightning-fast strike.
All of this happened in an instant. Even someone as strong as Zhao Yin could not react quickly. He had just broken free of the space frozen by Song Changsheng when the sword energy immediately enveloped him.
Song Changsheng's actions can be seen as giving someone a taste of their own medicine.
Looking at the suddenly appearing Yin-Yang world before him, there was no panic on his face. Instead, he looked around with a curious gaze.
"The legendary creation conception, though only a barely perceptible trace of its essence, is still astonishing enough."
Without personally experiencing such a scene, it is theoretically impossible to form a 'spiritual concept' and integrate it into one's own swordsmanship.
Given your cultivation level and background, you shouldn't have had the opportunity to come into contact with it. Could it be a realm of your own creation?
"But... with your cultivation level, this shouldn't be the case either. Interesting, this is getting more and more interesting," Zhao Yin said softly.
In just a few words, Zhao Yin had almost completely grasped the origin of Song Changsheng's artistic conception.
At this moment, an extremely sharp sword light suddenly appeared before Zhao Yin's eyes. This sword seemed to come from the depths of the universe, aiming to split the chaotic and void world!
A hint of amazement flashed in Zhao Yin's eyes. Then, he twirled the silver spear in his hand, slowly closed his eyes, and a strange power spread from his body.
Scenes and images flashed rapidly through his mind.
At this moment, he felt as if he were on a battlefield where swords clashed and blood flew everywhere.
This is his unique "artistic conception," which is condensed on the battlefield. Unlike Shangguan Yi's "artistic conception of slaughter," what he condenses is pure fighting spirit!
He stood beneath the terrifying sword light, holding a silver spear, showing no fear; his aura was enough to rival it.
Even when facing the Sword of Creation, he had the courage and confidence to fight it.
"Great Divine Power [Sweeping Through a Thousand Armies]"
The silver spear swept across, carrying with it boundless, iron-blooded fighting spirit, seemingly about to tear this black and white world apart.
"boom……"
With a deafening explosion, a bright and sharp spear light pierced through this black and white world, then shattered with a crash, turning the sky into a kaleidoscope of colors.
The violent impact of the explosion sent both of them flying.
Song Changsheng's face flushed red, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, which he forcibly suppressed, but the blood and qi in his body were still churning and he could not calm down for a long time.
Unlike when he fought Ji Liangyu, although his sword intent was also broken, it did not have much effect on him. However, Zhao Yin chose to integrate the intent he had gathered on the battlefield into his spear technique, turning it into a confrontation of intents.
In this situation, the disruption of one's mental state causes far greater damage than Ji Liangyu's [God-Slaying Cone]. This kind of damage directly affects the cultivator's Dao heart, and if the Dao heart is not firm enough, there is even a risk of it being shattered directly.
Once a cultivator's Dao heart is shattered, they are no different from a cripple. This is a price and consequence that no one can bear.
This is also the main reason why Sword Heart Master, despite her unremarkable cultivation, holds such a prominent position in the Myriad Manifestations Palace. Her [Heart Sword Dao] can directly sever a person's Dao heart, killing them invisibly, and has enormous future potential.
It can be said that Zhao Yin chose the most dangerous way to confront the enemy.
Of course, it is also the most profitable way, as winning gives you the chance to achieve a decisive victory.
This reflects Zhao Yin's absolute confidence in his own artistic conception.
However, he ultimately underestimated Song Changsheng's "Creation Realm". This realm was not Song Changsheng's imagination. With the help of the power of the Great Dao, he truly created a world of laws from scratch.
Although limited by his own understanding of the laws and his spiritual power, he did not evolve a world with complete laws, but it was still not comparable to ordinary realms, not even to Zhao Yin, who had been through many battles.
This also cost him dearly.
"Cough cough cough..."
A sudden cough echoed through the cloud-filled arena, drawing everyone's attention to the source of the sound. There, Zhao Yin's chest heaved violently, and a trickle of glaring blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
Exclamations of surprise came from all directions.
The cultivators of the Great Zhen Immortal Dynasty were filled with disbelief; this was the first time in so many years that they had seen Zhao Yin bleed.
Before this competition began, Zhao Yin had always swept aside any enemy he faced, and his invincibility within his realm was not flattery, but an undeniable fact.
Previously, Baili Yuntu's all-out effort to sever a strand of Zhao Yin's hair had already been surprising enough and attracted a lot of attention. But now, Song Changsheng brought them not just surprise, but horror.
"How is this possible? How could His Highness be injured?"
The one who found it most unacceptable was Qin Zhengdao. His Broken Wing Legion had always followed Zhao Yin in fighting against foreign tribes on the border. He had a deep understanding of Zhao Yin's strength. As long as Zhao Yin was there, there was no enemy formation that could not be broken.
Even against opponents at the Golden Core Great Perfection level, he has personally killed more than one, each time without sustaining any damage.
Even when pursued by powerful alien True Monarchs, he was able to escape unscathed, leaving his opponents empty-handed.
Therefore, they never thought that these contestants in the Five Academies Grand Competition would be Zhao Yin's "opponents". In their minds, Zhao Yin's victory was inevitable. But now, a slight wavering seemed to have arisen in their hearts.
"Your Highness was a bit careless. He should have used a more prudent method to break through the opponent's mental state."
Fortunately, Your Highness's Dao Heart is stable and should not be affected. With just a slight adjustment, you can regain your peak state. "A majestic old man spoke slowly. His words seemed to possess a kind of magic, naturally convincing people. It was as if he had given everyone a reassurance, making their beliefs firm.
The one who spoke was none other than Qin Wuwei, the top military figure of the Great Zhen Immortal Dynasty, the Duke of Zhenguo.
In the nobility system of the Great Zhen Immortal Dynasty, the title of Duke is mostly reserved for members of the royal family. Very few other people can obtain this title, and even if they do, it is mostly due to the blessings of their ancestors.
Qin Wuwei, on the other hand, started from a low-ranking officer, participated in hundreds of battles, large and small, and was awarded titles and honors along the way. He eventually broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm and became the number one military figure in the Great Zhen Immortal Dynasty, commanding half of the Great Zhen Immortal Dynasty's troops. He was truly a legend.
Later, he founded the Qin family, which produced many talented individuals. In less than a thousand years, it caught up with many ancient families in the Immortal Dynasty with long-standing traditions and had a huge influence in the military.
Qin Zhengdao was a member of his clan and also a rising star in the border army.
In this respect, his life was far more inspiring than that of Song Changsheng.
Before Zhao Yin was born, Qin Wuwei was the only living legend of the Great Zhen Immortal Dynasty.
Zhao Yin had been training at the border since childhood, and had the longest contact with the military. The person closest to Zhao Yin was probably the King of Men, but in terms of understanding him, Qin Wuwei was definitely the best.
Therefore, as soon as Qin Wuwei spoke, everyone regained their composure and continued to focus on the progress of the competition.
At this moment, both Song Changsheng and Zhao Yin tacitly chose to stop fighting, racing against time to stabilize their Dao hearts, which had been impacted in the recent confrontation.
There was no absolute winner in this contest of artistic conception, but overall, Song Changsheng's "Opening Heaven Artistic Conception" was slightly better, holding a slight advantage, although it was negligible.
Why is your artistic conception so powerful?
Wiping away the trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Yin slowly spoke, voicing the question that had been nagging at him. Song Changsheng had come from a remote border region, so logically, he shouldn't have been offered such conditions.
This is not a denigration, but a statement of fact.
He had thought that Song Changsheng's "the realm of creation" was merely a facade, but he never expected that it would actually possess some true charm.
Song Changsheng's surging blood and qi calmed down slightly. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "It's simple, just open the heavens yourself once."
Upon hearing this, most of the other cultivators present simply took it as a joke or excuse from Song Changsheng.
After all, this kind of thing involves secrets, so it's perfectly normal not to tell the truth.
After listening, Zhao Yin actually pondered for a moment with a serious expression, and finally nodded slightly and said, "That makes sense, but I don't believe you can do it."
"Haha, since Your Highness doesn't believe me, why bother asking me again?"
"From now on, I will not hold back at all."
As soon as Zhao Yin finished speaking, a wisp of purple energy surged from his dantian, spreading through his meridians to his limbs and bones, and a powerful force emerged from his body.
In that instant, Song Changsheng suddenly had a feeling that his opponent seemed to have changed somewhat, and this feeling was very subtle.
Even though it's still the same person, that feeling suddenly welled up from the bottom of my heart.
He was always a man of his heart, and immediately became vigilant.
"boom……"
Without warning, Zhao Yin shot out, almost instantly covering dozens of miles. His silver spear transformed into a ferocious silver dragon, roaring as it charged toward Song Changsheng.
"So fast!"
Song Changsheng's heart skipped a beat. Zhao Yin's speed was even faster than before. Clearly, the feeling from before had come true!
"The sword opens the gate of heaven!"
With a sudden slash, the green blade in his hand was imitating Song Qingxing's innate divine ability and condensing his own extraordinary sword intent. In terms of power, it was even greater than the previous sword strike.
Compared to Song Qingxing's sword, this one lacked a certain artistic conception, but its power was more than a hundred times greater. With a single strike, the heavens and earth trembled, displaying the force of a sword slaying a dragon.
But the moment the sword energy collided with the silver dragon, the sword energy was instantly torn apart, posing almost no obstacle to Zhao Yin.
The sharp spear light pierced through Song Changsheng's shoulder.
A crimson flower of blood burst open on his shoulder, leaving a horrifying, transparent hole.
Despite the excruciating pain, Song Changsheng quickly sealed his wounds to prevent the spear's energy from seeping into his body. He then used [Spatial Illusion] to merge into the surrounding space, thus avoiding Zhao Yin's subsequent attacks.
However, this time he learned from his previous mistakes and ended the "phantomization" after leaving the battlefield to avoid being trapped by Zhao Yin again.
"What kind of power is that? It's so strong!" Song Changsheng was shocked. His opponent hadn't made any moves, yet their strength had undergone a dramatic change compared to before. Had their opponent been hiding their true power all along?
He quickly rejected the idea.
Since he had already rejected Zhao Yin, the other party couldn't possibly hold back in such a situation.
Therefore, he was certain that Zhao Yin had used all his strength earlier, but he didn't know why his power could continue to increase.
The first thing that came to his mind was the factor of "bloodline power".
The royal family of the Great Zhen Immortal Dynasty has been passed down for so many years, with countless powerful individuals. Their bloodlines are definitely extraordinary, so it's understandable that they can enhance their strength in a short period of time.
Strangely, there wasn't even the slightest fluctuation in the bloodline within the other person's body; it was far too calm, defying all common sense!
...(End of chapter)