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A massive wave of energy, far from purposeless, was unleashed. In the area swept by Leimen's golden shockwave, a section of space suddenly distorted, and from it, countless black arcs erupted. These arcs not only blocked the incoming shockwave but counterattacked, targeting Leimen directly.

The overwhelming whip-shadows, covering the sky and earth, were from Chi Wulie, the "Fierce Shadow Warrior" of the Tiele Empire.

At that moment, from the human camp, two thick pillars of white light flashed, bringing two opposing forces into the battlefield. These were forces I had seen before, arriving via a teleportation spell—the powers of the "Divine Blessing Holy Knight" and the "Black Ice Demon Knight," light and darkness.

After a series of unexpected changes, the six human Sword Saints and the orc "War Saint" finally converged on the same battlefield.

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Chapter 107: The Six-Star Demon Formation

The old lion, Leimen, struck twice. Although his first attack, which sent three Sword Saints flying, had an element of surprise, he did not use the "Soul-Devouring Fierce Sword." He only used his fists, treating the incident as a lesson for those who dared to ambush him despite their status. This action only highlighted his overwhelming power. His subsequent roar shook both camps, creating a situation akin to the prelude of a forbidden spell with his martial arts. Even the "Sword Saint Ancestor" did not possess such domineering power. In this aspect alone, Leimen's strength had exceeded human expectations.

However, from my observation, I could faintly see traces of the Nine Yin Manual's martial arts in Leimen's movements. When we studied martial arts together, I had shared all the Nine Yin techniques with Leimen for discussion. I hadn't expected that Leimen, with his extraordinary intellect, would integrate these techniques, which were originally only usable with Nine Yin inner energy, into his battle aura. Earlier, his movements and fist techniques clearly resembled "Yellow Springs Phantom Shadow" and "Great Demon-Subduing Fist," while his roar had traces of the Nine Yin Manual's ultimate technique, "Five Aggregates Sound-Kill Technique." The profound mysteries of the Nine Yin techniques, even with only a fraction of their effectiveness when driven by battle aura, were still enough to shock humans. I just wonder if Katherine can achieve the same level in the future.

While I was lost in thought, the battle on the field did not slow down. At this point, both armies had retreated, trying to stay as far away from the seven fighters as possible. Even "Crystal Dragons" and super magic beasts were called back. After all, at this level of combat, there was almost no room for anyone else to intervene.

Levis, the "Flame Saint," had his cheekbone nearly shattered by Leimen's heavy fist. His shame far exceeded the physical pain, so he took the initiative to attack first. Billions of starlike flames instantly converged into thousands of Flame Lotuses, drawing countless strange trajectories as they hurled toward Leimen. Wherever they passed, the ground beneath was instantly baked into a crystalline form.

Arshu, the "Sword Saint," did not move forward but slowly chanted, "Loneliness—Like—A—Blade—" In the brief time of these four words, he had already executed over a hundred sword strikes in place, yet strangely, there was no sound of blade wind or light. Just as others were puzzled, hundreds of black lines appeared around Leimen, as if they had sliced through space, encircling him. This was evidently a new attack technique created by Arshu.

The scene of "Jade Sword Saint" Bing Qinglie from the Yellow Dragon was different. Although he was called the "Sword Saint," he had no sword in hand. Instead, he condensed countless azure sword auras, forming a strange array to attack the enemy. Katherine, standing behind me, quietly explained that Bing Qinglie possessed a legendary artifact, the "Endless Magic Ring," which could condense sword auras and wield them like divine weapons without dispersing. It was said to be a relic of the "Sword Saint Ancestor" Leinster, initially used to compensate for the lack of magic in the "Heavenly Nameless Sword." Later, as Leinster delved deeper into the power of the Sword Saints, he gradually stopped relying on this item.

Flame Lotuses, void Blade Marks, azure sword auras, along with the "Fierce Shadow Warrior's" overwhelming whip shadows, the "Divine Blessing Holy Knight's" pure white light spear, and the "Black Ice Demon Knight's" icy dark sword beams—all converged into a massive and condensed power at Leimen's position. Any single one of these forces would be enough to annihilate a Sword Empress.

The six Sword Saints were well-prepared, undoubtedly having rehearsed for a long time. Their formation was far superior to the hasty responses during the battle at Saint Spirit Mountain years ago.

But who knows how much the "War Saint" had progressed over these hundred years?

A distant sword chime rang out as Leimen finally drew the "Soul-Devouring Fierce Sword." The black crystal blade, like a starry night, had an evil eye stone embedded in the hilt, exuding sinister power. At the end of the hilt was a ruby the size of a baby's fist, glowing brightly. Leimen did not activate the sword's spell but held it in one hand, casually slashing. Golden, grim sword energy roared endlessly, dispersing the six human Sword Saints' attacks effortlessly.

With the sword in hand, Leimen's presence changed completely. The black radiance of the "Soul-Devouring Fierce Sword" danced with the golden aura. The Flame Lotuses shattered, the Blade Marks vanished, the sword auras collapsed, the whip shadows disappeared, the light spears broke, and the sword beams faded. At once, the six human Sword Saints were at a disadvantage. Leimen, with his profound and unpredictable footwork, kept his movements irregular, never allowing the six human Sword Saints to fully converge. With his vastly superior power and the effortless control akin to breathing, he sliced apart their seemingly massive battle aura attacks. After all, the level of a true Sword Saint and the power obtained through trickery were entirely different. The gap was like that between a finger and chopsticks in terms of flexibility. The human Sword Saints, who relied on legendary artifacts to gain power, no matter how proficiently they manipulated the power of the Sea of Star Souls, were full of flaws and appeared as a joke in front of Leimen. The duel of the seven Sword Saints was an unprecedented peak battle. Tens of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield strained their eyes, hoping to catch a glimpse of the details. However, the speed of the Sword Saints and the spraying energy left most people seeing only a blinding light show, unable to grasp the real intricacies. Only a few could truly follow their movements, and I, along with Katherine, were two of them.