Chapter 35: The Defeated Asura King

"The Asura King is powerful, we all know that, but why is this Yasha Prince so strong as well?" the Golden Lion King asked in astonishment, watching Lin Jiufeng battle the Asura King to a standstill, unable to understand.

"The Yasha Prince's physical body is extraordinary. It rivals the Asura King's in strength," the Great Ape King said with a serious expression.

"This Yasha Prince is completely different from the rumors. His power is almost on par with the Yasha King," the Invincible King remarked, standing alone.

The Moon Fairy, whose demeanor was cold as if she were an immortal, furrowed her brow, not speaking. She was deeply puzzled. In her memories, the Yasha Prince was just a slightly stronger than average Fourteen Forbidden warrior. How had he suddenly become so powerful?

"Could it be... he's been hiding his strength all along?" the Moon Fairy thought, beginning to suspect.

Boom!

The Asura King, engaged in the battle, quickly realized that Lin Jiufeng's physical strength was no weaker than his own. He was shocked. After all, he was a Fifteen Forbidden warrior, having opened the internal space of his body and unlocked new potentials through constant physical training. How could this Yasha Prince possess such strength?

The Asura King, furious, attacked with even more ferocity. His movements became quicker, and his punches rained down, one after another. Each strike exploded the surrounding air, creating thunderous sounds, as if the very sky was being shattered.

Lin Jiufeng refused to back down. His physical body had already surpassed that of the Asura King. Though his cultivation was two levels below the Asura King's, his physical power, bolstered by the strength of his body moving toward the realm of gods and demons, supported him in the fight.

Crack!

Lin Jiufeng launched a series of counterattacks, his body's power becoming increasingly apparent. His God and Demon Body Refinement technique made him strong enough to challenge even a true dragon. His physical body was harder than the cold iron from the polar ice fields.

Boom!

Suddenly, the Asura King went berserk, throwing a heavy punch filled with wrath. His eyes were bloodshot, almost losing all rationality. This was in line with the chaotic nature of his Unruly Ancient Fist. The punch hit Lin Jiufeng's arms, shaking him back with immense force.

As the Asura King prepared to take advantage of the moment, Lin Jiufeng vanished from his sight, reappearing behind him. Without hesitation, Lin Jiufeng locked his arms around the Asura King's body and slammed him downward.

He activated the Heavenly Seal!

In an instant, Lin Jiufeng opened up space, appearing behind the Asura King and unleashing the Heavenly Seal. A massive sky appeared above them, filled with ethereal palaces, flying immortals, ancient trees, and silver waterfalls, creating a vast and spectacular scene.

This piece of sky descended.

Boom!

The Asura King had no chance of avoiding it. The force of the Heavenly Seal pinned him down, causing him to roar in anger as he was submerged in the vast sky.

The four onlookers immediately changed their expressions. The attack was so terrifying that even they, with their physical prowess and reaction times, could not hope to escape or block it. The reality of the scene was overwhelming—it was as though Lin Jiufeng had opened a hidden world.

"Ahhh!"

But in the next moment, a terrifying roar came from beneath the sky. Black energy erupted from the Asura King's body, scattering in all directions, transforming into countless black swords that slashed at the sky, forcing a path through the world.

The sky cracked open, and the earth split apart. The Asura King charged out, his eyes burning with fury, and locked his gaze on Lin Jiufeng.

"Thirteen Demon Swords!" the Asura King shouted in fury, drawing his black bone sword from his back. The sword, made from the sharpened bone of a powerful demon, radiated a cold, chilling aura.

The Asura Bone Sword!

This was a sacred weapon passed down through the generations of the Asura King's lineage. The most powerful young warrior of each generation was bestowed with this sword.

At this moment, the Asura King, wielding the sword, launched a furious attack toward Lin Jiufeng.

Lin Jiufeng sneered. "If you can't win with your fists, are you now resorting to a sword?"

The Asura King roared, "You will die under my sword!"

Lin Jiufeng instantly activated his Space Dao and vanished from the Asura King's path, causing the Asura King's sword to miss. Lin Jiufeng sneered, "I should have told you earlier, my greatest strength is not in my fists, but in my swordsmanship!"

Clang!

In that moment, Lin Jiufeng unleashed a sword Qi. The surging energy within his body erupted in a flood of sword energy, forming a sword river that rushed toward the Asura King.

Great River Sword!

Throughout his journey, Lin Jiufeng had persevered in his study of swordsmanship. The Great River Sword was one of his techniques, and when he reached the Eleventh Forbidden, he comprehended the path of humanity, incorporating the concept of the sword river into his repertoire.

The sword of the great river flows from the heavens, forever rushing toward the sea without return.

This sword has no turning back, no life, no resurrection.

In this moment, Lin Jiufeng, guided by the sword of the great river, charged forward toward the Asura King.

Along the way, he dipped into the rushing sword energy and gathered a handful, transforming it into a blade. He then raised his sword with a determined gaze.

A sword Qi shot forward.

Boom!

This sword, like the Great River Sword, surged toward the Asura King with unstoppable momentum, as if it could cut through the very heavens.

Heaven-Splitting Sword Art!

This sword was linked to the Great River Sword but also entirely independent, creating a beautiful harmony between the two.

Following that, Lin Jiufeng's golden primordial spirit materialized into a long sword. His physical body grasped it firmly, and with a fierce slash, the Yin-Yang energy enveloped the golden sword, which sped forward with incredible force.

This strike was an upgraded version of the Grass and Wood Sword Technique. It was known as the Life and Death Sword, an art created by the wandering soul of the Grass and Wood Daoist, perfected after three thousand years of meditation.

Lin Jiufeng had never had the chance to use this technique until now, facing off against the Asura King of one of the Hundred Clans of the Dimensional Battlefield.

Although Lin Jiufeng had comprehended more from this technique, its roots still lay in the Grass and Wood Daoist's teachings.

In the blink of an eye, three types of sword techniques came from one direction, carrying immense power and overwhelming strength as they descended upon the Asura King.

In an instant, the Asura King grimaced. His nature would not allow him to retreat. Lin Jiufeng's attack was swift, and the Asura King charged forward, determined to crush his opponent's sharp edge.

"I rise and soar above the heavens!"

The Asura King roared as his body blazed with black light. He transformed into a thousand shadows, each one holding a bone sword, charging toward Lin Jiufeng through the sword river.

This was incredible. The Asura King used another skill to split into a multitude of images, each one amplifying the power of his sword.

Eventually, all the illusions merged into one, forming an indestructible sword strike. This sword was not just black—it was iridescent black.

The black sword energy illuminated the sky, its terrifying momentum crashing down like a tidal wave, heading straight for Lin Jiufeng.

Boom!

The two of them collided. The energy from their clash poured out, sword energy raged, and the battle roared.

The world around them was torn asunder.

The power was so overwhelming that even the onlookers couldn't believe their eyes. Both Lin Jiufeng and the Asura King were using all their might.

Their terrifying energy was boundless like the vast sea or a bottomless abyss, as if the ancient mountains were collapsing!

The momentum was overwhelming, and the sky itself seemed to break apart.

It wasn't until several seconds later that a loud scream echoed from the clash, and the two streams of energy—one golden, one black—finally separated.

Thud! Thud!

The Asura King was thrown back into the void, stepping backward more than ten steps before finally stabilizing himself. His face flushed red, his blood boiling, his eyes filled with fury as if he were about to explode.

Lin Jiufeng, even more dramatically, took over twenty steps before stopping his retreat. His face was also flushed, and his blood surged within him.

The four onlookers watched intently. Had the battle been decided?

Had the Yasha Prince lost?

After all, Lin Jiufeng had retreated twenty steps, while the Asura King only took ten.

But the next moment, Lin Jiufeng pulled out the Asura Bone Sword, a cold smile on his face. "Looks like I don't need a magic weapon after all. This Asura Bone Sword will become my magic weapon from now on."

"How dare you insult me!" Upon hearing this, the Asura King's suppressed anger finally erupted. He spat blood, his body's aura rapidly declining.