The Unparalleled Sword Emperor Chapter 2706 - 2681: Two Types of Thunderbolt!

"The second saber, quest for the Immortal!"

The Blade Emperor unleashed a saber attack, the saber Qi emanating was akin to a divine force shattering the heavens, unyielding, sweeping across the entire arena.

As the saber Qi neared, even before impacting Lin Bai, it carved a lengthy saber mark upon the ground and scarred the stone walls on either side, menacingly slashing towards him!

"Eightfold Thunderstorm Fist!"

Witnessing the incoming blade, Lin Bai's expression tightened, the Black Water Divine Thunder within surged with ferocity, coalescing into violent black lightning around his fist, which he then threw out with a thunderous boom!

Rumble——

A sound like thunder and the earth shaking erupted.

Despite Lin Bai activating the Thunderstorm Fist to its eighth fold, the punch was insufficient to counter the Blade Emperor's onslaught. Instead, Lin Bai was violently propelled backward by the impact.

Although Lin Bai was sent flying, the fearsome energy of the strike remained potent, continuing its trajectory towards him.

Lin Bai's face hardened, his teeth gritted, the Black Water Divine Thunder raged within him, focusing at the edge of his fist. He roared, "Ninefold Thunderstorm!"

This punch channeled the peak power of the Ninefold Thunderstorm Fist.

With a solitary blow, it met the Blade Emperor's attack.

With a deafening bang.

The clashing potent forces detonated with a thunderous blast.

The immense power of the Ninefold Thunderstorm Fist narrowly managed to repel the Blade Emperor's strike.

While Lin Bai successfully deflected the blow, the cost was steep. His body was riddled with gashes, bleeding profusely, his skin severely damaged, presenting a truly wretched sight!

Even the mask shielding his face bore the imprint of a saber mark!

This single strike had evidently inflicted significant damage upon Lin Bai!

The Blade Emperor, a drunken smile playing on his lips, commented, "Sword Demon, withstanding two of my strikes demonstrates your remarkable prowess; prepare yourself for my third assault!"

"But before I commence, I must offer a solemn warning!"

"My third strike is one from which there is no return!"

"Once unleashed, it cannot be recalled!"

"Should you manage to endure the third strike, well and good; otherwise, your demise is certain!"

The Blade Emperor gazed at Lin Bai, the haze of intoxication receding from his face, replaced by a measure of sobriety and gravity as he declared, "Therefore, I implore you to yield and avoid such peril!"

Lin Bai responded with a gentle smile, "Having advanced this far, I shall not retreat! To witness your strike of no return is an honor in itself; even if it leads to my demise, what consequence is there?"

"Pray, esteemed senior, proceed."

Lin Bai uttered this with a faint smile.

"Very well, in that case, I shall cease holding back." The Blade Emperor gripped the long saber in his hand, his face now solemn, his eyes cold, a terrifying saber intent radiating from his being.

Although this strike had yet to be launched, Lin Bai observed saber marks manifesting on the arena floor, as though spectral blades were materializing in the very air!

"The third saber! Ascending to Heaven!"

The Blade Emperor executed a sweeping slash with his saber, a terrifying saber silhouette, much like a bolt of lightning, hurtling towards Lin Bai.

Under the impact of this specific technique, Lin Bai felt a profound dread grip him, his scalp prickling, his expression one of sheer shock.

In Lin Bai's perception, he witnessed the saber intent, which had been dispersed throughout the Fighting Arena, rapidly consolidating, resembling a vast river flowing inexorably towards him!

And within this torrent of saber intent, a form materialized, advancing swiftly, wielding a battle saber, treading upon the saber intent itself, arriving before Lin Bai and delivering a downward slash.

The sheer force of this assault surpassed even that of the second strike, quest for the Immortal.

"Ninefold Thunderstorm!" Lin Bai ground his teeth, the Black Water Divine Thunder once more unleashed the formidable power of the Ninefold Thunderstorm, punching forth, impacting the Waning Shadow.

With a resounding explosion.

The Waning Shadow shattered.

And at this precise moment, as Lin Bai looked upward, from the river of saber intent, another figure surged towards him.

Following closely behind this first figure, there appeared a second, then a third, a fourth, a fifth... it seemed an endless procession of shadows, borne upon the river of saber intent, charging relentlessly at Lin Bai!

"This strike is named Ascending to Heaven!"

"It truly lives up to its appellation!"

"Verily, a strike of no return!"

"The path of ascension is inherently one without return!"

"What magnificent blade artistry!"

At this juncture, Lin Bai let out a wild laugh towards the heavens and addressed the Blade Emperor.

Observing Lin Bai's uproarious laughter beneath the onslaught of his technique, the Blade Emperor, too, displayed a flicker of surprise.

"Young one, if you find yourself unable to endure, then retreat swiftly; perhaps a stroke of luck might yet preserve your life!" The Blade Emperor harbored no desire to take Lin Bai's life, hence his words at this moment.

Lin Bai responded with a cold sneer, "Why should I evade? I have finally encountered a truly worthy adversary; this fills me with exhilaration!"

Confronting this assault from the Blade Emperor, the Demonic Sword within Lin Bai’s storage pouch resonated with an eagerness to be unleashed.

Were Lin Bai to draw the Demonic Sword and unleash the power of a Sword Cultivator, he possessed the certainty that he could effortlessly repel the attack. However, Lin Bai harbored no desire to employ the Demonic Sword at this juncture.

His intention was to keep his identity concealed.

Furthermore, Lin Bai held the conviction that even without the Demonic Sword, his mastery of the Black Water Divine Thunder Technique and the Qingmu Divine Thunder Formula he had diligently cultivated would be sufficient to withstand the might of this incoming strike!

"Ten Directions Annihilation!"

Lin Bai’s roar echoed as the Black Water Divine Thunder surged forth.

Ten colossal pillars of black water thunder materialized before him, detonating with spectacular force.

The Blade Emperor sneered, "The Ten Directions Annihilation of Black Water Thunder is formidable, yet it cannot halt my onslaught!"

Lin Bai tilted his head back, observing the river of saber intent. After shattering several fragments, the Ten Directions Annihilation had failed to completely obliterate the entire surge, with numerous residual shadows still hurtling towards him.

"If a single type of thunder proves insufficient against this strike!"

"Then... what if two types of thunder are employed?"

With a raising of his hand, Lin Bai’s entire being, enveloped in Black Water Thunder, suddenly revealed an accompanying azure thunder.

Initially, Lin Bai had unleashed the Black Water Divine Thunder, its potent energy swirling around him.

But now, at Lin Bai’s mental command, the azure divine thunder also manifested!

"A second type of thunder!" The Blade Emperor’s gaze fixed upon the azure thunder manifesting around Lin Bai’s form, his disbelief palpable!

"A second type of thunder? He has actually cultivated another kind of thunder?" Within the confines of the Elegant Pavilion, Madam Yang was equally astonished by Lin Bai’s display, her expression a mask of consternation, her eyes wide with shock.

From the spectator’s gallery, Tang Yuezhi uttered in astonishment, "Azure thunder..."

The other martial artists observing the scene could only stare in increasing bewilderment.

"Azure thunder? What is occurring?"

"I have never heard of anyone capable of cultivating azure thunder!"

"Can the Black Water Divine Thunder Technique possibly yield azure thunder?"

"No, that is not Black Water Divine Thunder; it appears to be a divine thunder akin to Black Water Divine Thunder!"

"..."

A chorus of exclamations erupted from all the warriors present.

Only within the Martial Arts Competition Arena, an elder with hair as white as snow observed Lin Bai, his eyes wide with profound surprise, and murmured, "Qingmu Divine Thunder..."

This elder, astute and knowledgeable, recognized the divine thunder Lin Bai was wielding!

Indeed, it was the Qingmu Divine Thunder!