Daily Intelligence, Starting Out I Obtain the Heaven-devouring Demonic Art

208: The strength of a Celestial God!Wang Teng tightly gripped the hilt of the Dragon-Marked Sword in his right hand. The ancient sword body trembled as Dharma power was poured into it, and the golden Dragon pattern coiled on the scabbard glowed with a crimson light, as if coming alive.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the Dharma power within him surged toward his arm like a raging sea. The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi violently churned, and thousands of golden Sword Qi burst forth from the sword body.

His wrist flicked lightly, and a golden Sword Aura, condensed almost to substance, tore through the sky. Where the Sword Aura passed, the air emitted an unbearable sonic boom, and visible ripples appeared in space.

”An... ancient saint weapon?”

The Elder of the Xuantian Sword Sect’s pupils constricted. He never expected the opponent to pull out an ancient saint weapon.

Boom...!

The deafening clash of metal echoed throughout heaven and earth, space cracked, ten miles of cloud sea rolled back, and shattered stones swept in all directions, carrying sharp Qi force.

The Elder of the Xuantian Sword Sect’s pupils suddenly shrank. He felt a terrifying immense force transmit through the ancient sword, instantly numbing his arm, splitting the skin between his thumb and forefinger, and causing blood to splash.

His proud Sword Intent was shredded inch by inch, like paper.

Most importantly, the long sword in his hand proved utterly fragile when facing the ancient saint weapon, the Dragon-Marked Sword, and snapped directly.

Horror was plastered across the Elder’s face. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

Poof...!

The Dragon-Marked Sword hummed, its power soaring, instantly piercing the center of the Xuantian Sword Sect Elder’s brow.

The Elder’s body stiffened, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his life force was extinguished.

Witnessing this, Vice Sect Master, the Vice Sect Master of the Xuantian Sword Sect standing nearby, felt raging anger burning in his heart, especially when he looked at the Dragon-Marked Sword, where a hint of greed showed.

An ancient saint weapon could absolutely be called a treasure capable of guarding the Sect.

Although their Xuantian Sword Sect had lost a Saint Medicine, if they could acquire an ancient saint weapon, especially a sword, it would definitely be worth far more.

”You dare to kill an Elder of my Xuantian Sword Sect? You court death...!”

Vice Sect Master wasted no words. He clenched his hand in the Void Realm, and an ancient long sword was instantly grasped in his hand.

This sword was named Gui Xu. Its body was profound black, seemingly absorbing all light in the world. It was covered with intricate, vortex-like dark patterns, and in the shadows, faint streams of deep blue light flickered, resembling a cold abyss in the deep sea.

The blade was as thin as a cicada’s wing, its sharpness hidden, yet it exuded a vast and ancient simplicity.

It seemed capable of drawing everything around it into itself, returning it to nothingness.

Seeing this, Wang Teng showed no fear and directly met him.

Having already stepped into the Heavenly God Realm, Wang Teng was completely unafraid, let alone facing a Divine Tribulation Realm Cultivator; even if a quasi-Saint-Grade expert arrived, he would not flinch.

Soon, the two swords collided, erupting in a light far more intense than before.

The deep blue light released by the Gui Xu Sword intertwined with the golden radiance of the Dragon-Marked Sword, forming a sea of light that was both magnificent and perilous.

Wang Teng circulated his Dharma power, bringing the Dragon-Marked Sword’s might to its peak; every swing of the sword carried the momentum of overturning mountains and seas.

Vice Sect Master was not to be outdone. His Gui Xu Sword seemed to possess endless suction, attempting to devour all of Wang Teng’s Sword Qi.

Suddenly, Vice Sect Master roared. The dark patterns on the Gui Xu Sword flashed with eerie light, and the surrounding space began to twist, forming small black holes, attempting to pull Wang Teng into them.

Wang Teng frowned. The Dharma power within his body circulated frantically, and the golden Dragon patterns on the Dragon-Marked Sword shone with dazzling light. He fiercely swung his sword, and a massive golden Sword Qi slashed toward the black holes.

The Sword Qi collided with the black holes, emitting a deafening roar, and the black holes were pulverized one by one.