Sword Aura to the Heavens
Chapter 156 - 152: Divine Deer

Chapter 156: Chapter 152: Divine Deer

Qu Qingfeng raised his head and glanced at the roaring True Dragon charging toward him. He uttered a single word.

"Silence."

Dao and law followed his speech; in the heavens and earth, the word "silence" seemed to appear, ethereal and elusive, yet it contained the profound truths of the Dao. The roaring dragon’s head seemed to quiet, its speed visibly slowed, as though frozen in place.

Li Fan’s face showed a look of astonishment. He saw Qingfeng’s aura enveloping his and Lu Yuan’s bodies, instantly sending the two of them away. Their bodies floated weightlessly, gently drifting backward.

Meanwhile, Qu Qingfeng straightened his back, soaring into the sky with unyielding determination. Behind him, a massive Dharma Form loomed, accompanying him as he ascended into the heavens.

As he began his upward ascent, the dragon-head fist descended furiously, sending sand flying as a deep pit formed on the ground. The Bai Lu Academy’s array trembled violently, showing cracks.

"Come up and fight." Qu Qingfeng declared loudly, his gaze fixed downward on Bailong.

Bailong raised his head and smiled, saying, "As you wish, Sir."

A dragon’s roar echoed. He stepped upon the True Dragon, ascending straight upward as the two rushed into the clouds.

In Yun Meng City, countless inhabitants simultaneously looked up at the sky. Amid the rolling, ethereal clouds above, Qu Qingfeng sat as if he were an Immortal perched in the heavens. Behind him, his Dharma Form repaired itself, utilizing the forces of all creation to restore its might.

Bailong strode upon the dragon, standing proudly amidst the clouds, exuding the overwhelming aura of an unparalleled powerhouse.

A Seventh Realm True Dragon—a sovereign-level existence in the Demon World.

"Regardless of the outcome of this battle, I will spare Bai Lu Academy," Bailong declared.

"Thank you," Qu Qingfeng replied. Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, unleashing countless beams of thunderous light that cascaded downward, targeting Bailong with murderous intent.

Their words were calm, yet their actions showed no mercy.

The heavens roared with the dragon’s fury. An even more terrifying surge of Demon Energy erupted around Bailong, filling the skies above as dragon shadows danced wildly, clawing and tearing at the lightning-stricken sky in their charge toward Qu Qingfeng.

"Myriad Kill."

Qu Qingfeng’s voice resounded solemnly as he coldly commanded. Above the rift in the cosmos, terrifying beams of thunderous light began to coalesce. There, a sword of extreme lethality faintly emerged.

The Sword Aura was chilling, the thunder transformed into blades, and the Dao encapsulated all creation. Though Qu Qingfeng was not a Sword Cultivator, the Sword Cultivators’ offensive might was unparalleled. He summoned his spell to condense into a lethal sword. While its attack power lacked the mastery of a pure Sword Cultivator, it was still exceedingly formidable.

Bailong raised his head toward the heavens. The True Dragon shadow surrounding his body soared upward, roaring ferociously as it charged toward the thunderous blade in the sky.

The blazing sword light of thunder descended—a single stroke tearing the heavens asunder.

The colossal dragon let loose a deafening howl as it collided head-on with the massive thunder blade. The intense radiance was blindingly brilliant; the sword pierced through the dragon’s form, shattering its body completely, and continued downward, targeting Bailong.

Bailong lifted his arm toward the sky and thrust a fist forward, scattering the dragon shadows.

"Silence."

Qu Qingfeng uttered the word once more. An innate force appeared in the heavens, slowing the rampaging dragon shadows and rendering them unable to block the descending Thunder Sword’s killing intent.

The piercing blade continuing its descent reached its target in a flash.

Bailong’s body soared upward. Even though he himself was affected by the "Silence" character, his immense strength allowed him to break through the restraint, as he struck the Thunder Killing Sword with an earth-shattering punch.

A beam of divine, destructive light radiated from the heavens, dazzling in its brilliance.

Bailong stood unfazed in the air; with a single hand, he shattered the Sword of Destruction.

Witnessing this, the inhabitants of Yun Meng City felt a surge of despair.

Sir Qu was already so powerful—he had pierced through the truths of the Dao, with every word and deed resonating as law. To reach such a realm, how could mere mortals like them even begin to comprehend it?

*Yet even so, Bailong’s physical body crushed the Sword of Slaughter with a single punch.*

*How terrifyingly strong must the powers of a Seventh Realm True Dragon truly be?*

Li Fan sighed inwardly, witnessing this. *Sir Qu follows the path of Dao, while Bailong shatters all rules with raw strength.*

"Sir’s Dao is admirable, but for me," Bailong said after shattering the punishing sword, "such an attack is still insufficient."

"You possess the body of a True Dragon, and I wield the laws of the world," Qu Qingfeng replied. "Shall we see whose fate triumphs?"

"Very well." Bailong laughed heartily. "If that’s the case, I will give my all to witness your mastery of the law."

A resonant dragon’s roar surged from his body as he opened his mouth to unleash a long spear. The spear, embedded with dragon patterns, exuded unparalleled dominance as Bailong gripped it with a surge of unstoppable force.

Li Fan felt a pang of concern.

*Sir Qu may wield spells to emulate Swordsmanship and attack as such; however, as Bailong mentioned, his innate talent might indeed fall short.*

*Were Sir Qu gifted with the sword talent of my Senior Brother and paired with his own profound understanding of all creation, he could well shake the entirety of the Da Li World.*

*If such were the case, perhaps we’d witness the rise of a peak Sword Cultivator.*

*Of course, this world is never built on "what ifs."*

"Buzz..."

In the distance, a bolt of lightning struck. It was the Peacock Demon King, and turmoil had erupted within Bai Lu Academy, as the Demon Kings clashed with the Academy Masters.

The Peacock Demon King noticed no one guarding Li Fan and transformed into a bolt of lightning, surging toward him.

At that moment, a shadow appeared before Li Fan. As the Peacock Demon King’s razor-sharp claws lunged for Li Fan, an invisible mana barrier materialized to block the strike, gleaming like delicate crystal.

"Bang!" The Peacock Demon King’s claws shattered the crystalline wall upon impact, yet the newly emerged figure safely carried Li Fan and Lu Yuan backward, landing atop the courtyard roof.

The Peacock Demon King hovered midair, glaring at the figure.

"Aunt Mei," Li Fan murmured.

"So, it’s you—the traitor." The Peacock Demon King snapped its baleful gaze toward her, prompting Li Fan to glance at Aunt Mei with surprise. Though he could sense the aura of demons, higher-level Great Demons were often beyond his ability to detect.

Aunt Mei, who usually appeared indistinguishable from humans, turned out to be the sacred deer mentioned by the Peacock Demon King?

"I simply chose to live among the human world. How can I be called a traitor?" Aunt Mei asked lightly.

"Bai Lu Academy was named after you, and now, you claim you’re not a traitor?" The Peacock Demon King’s cold, malicious gaze hardened.

"I’ve done nothing to harm Yun Meng Swamp, have never killed a demon, nor shared even the faintest details of Yun Meng Swamp to the outside world," Aunt Mei replied softly. "Back then, I only felt curious about the human world."

Thus, she wandered into the human realm—and grew fond of it.

The Peacock Demon King’s chilling gaze remained, its radiant wings unfurling with breathtaking brilliance. The light emanating from its feathers solidified into physical attacks and hurtled toward Aunt Mei.

Aunt Mei’s eyes briefly revealed demonic energy. At this moment, Li Fan could clearly sense the demon aura within her.

Unlike other demons, Aunt Mei’s demonic energy wasn’t the least bit violent or unhinged. Instead, it felt tranquil, oddly comforting.

Before her materialized a nine-colored wall. The Peacock Demon King’s attacks struck the wall, creating cracks, yet more nine-colored walls multiplied and encased the king.

The Peacock Demon King launched into the air but soon realized she was equally caged among the clouds above.

"I am neither adept at combat nor fond of it. If you choose to leave, I will not hinder you," Aunt Mei said.

The Peacock Demon King violently struck against its confinement.

*Truly as the legends foretold.*

*The nine-colored sacred deer, while unmatched in its ability to evolve realms, lacked mastery in the art of combat. Its destructive power was weak.*

*Like humans, demons displayed their talents in distinct ways.*

*And for demons, most of the time, their innate species largely dictated their future growth path.*

*Only a rare few with exceptional talents could break through such racial limitations.*

*Nonetheless, the demons of Yun Meng Swamp constantly evolved.*

Li Fan was astonished, and it confirmed his senses. Aunt Mei’s demonic aura showed no trace of slaughter, nor hostility. Despite being a Seventh Realm Great Demon, she projected an aura that was serene and gentle, unfit for combat.

Even so, her advanced realm allowed her to restrain the Peacock Demon King.

*The chasm between the Seventh and Sixth Realms was truly immense.*

The Peacock Demon King seemed to be a peak-level Sixth Realm Great Demon, equivalent to the late Taoist Body stage in human cultivation. For example, Xiao Yu, sect leader of the Imperial Extreme Sect, had only reached the early Sixth Realm.

Li Fan shifted his gaze toward other battles. Most Demon Kings were Sixth Realm Great Demons—terrifyingly fierce and berserk. Yet, many elders of Bai Lu Academy possessed profound cultivation realms, keeping the situation temporarily balanced.

*If anyone were truly in danger,* he thought, *I could unleash Sword Intent to help.*

*With the Seventh Realm Sword Intent he possessed, it would be sufficient to slay Sixth Realm demons. He simply hoped it wouldn’t come to that.*

*If he were to kill a Demon King outright, it might lead to an endless vendetta.*

*Even if he remained safe, he’d need to consider everyone else’s fate.*

He raised his eyes again, focusing on the aerial battle—the confrontation that worried him most.

*Though Sir was at the Seventh Realm, his opponent was no ordinary foe—it was a Seventh Realm True Dragon himself.*

Above the heavens, he watched as Bailong’s body grew colossal, transforming into a semi-dragon form equal in size to Qu Qingfeng’s Dharma Form. Bailong’s spear stretched larger, bursting with murderous energy so immense it seemed capable of sundering the heavens themselves.

Qu Qingfeng refused to falter, proving that despite Bailong’s critique of his innate talent, reaching the Seventh Realm was no small feat—no mere mediocrity could achieve such a cultivation.

The ferocity of their battle continued to escalate, shaking the heavens to their core.

"Quite the lively spectacle here."

Just then, a sly and malevolent voice rang out. Li Fan furrowed his brows and cast his gaze cautiously forward. He saw the figure of Xue Laoguai appearing above Bai Lu Academy.

His eyes gleamed with a wicked smile as he scanned the crowd before locking onto Li Fan. Fate truly favored him.

Now, he wouldn’t need to face the Seventh Realm master, Qu Qingfeng.

If he could kill Li Fan, the sky would no longer stifle his freedom, and from this moment on, Xue Laoguai would roam

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