Unparalleled After Ten Consecutive Draws

Chapter 153: Sparring With a Sage, The Astonishment Of The Sages

What Chu Kuangren just said stunned everyone in the Sage Palace!

He really did come here to spar with a Sage!

With regards to Chu Kuangren’s request to spar, a hint of surprise could be seen through Whitelock Sage’s eyes before he pondered on it for quite some time.

“Junior, are you sure you want to do this?”

“My Dao Techniques have already reached a bottleneck, so I hope that a mental spar with a Sage will help me reach a breakthrough. It is my fervent hope that you will grant my request,” Chu Kuangren pleaded.

“In that case, sure thing.”

Whitelock Sage gave Chu Kuangren a light nod, approving his request.

With a smile, Chu Kuangren stood up and waded his way through the crowd until he was before the Sage. He then sat down onto the ground with the Descendant Self Sword in his arms.

Everyone transfixed their gaze on the two.

A Battle Monarch wanting to spar with a Sage?!

For the rest of them, the scene that had unfolded right in front of them was just too unbelievable, and none of them would want to miss out on this.

“You have a power of merit surrounding you, junior. That’s hard to come by.” A smile was etched on Whitelock Sage’s face after he took a look at Chu Kuangren.

“Ah, it is nothing compared to your wise Sage Daoist teachings which have benefited the common folk.”

Chu Kuangren knew that he had a power of merit in him. After all, he was the one who saved the Northern Lingdao State back then. It would be odd if he had not gained some merit there.

However, just his tiny bit of merit paled in comparison to Whitelock Sage’s. The Sage had accumulated so many years’ worth of merit that it was way out of reach for Chu Kuangren, so it did not bother him at all.

“Sage, please,” Chu Kuangren said politely as a Daoist Rhyme emanated all around him and the Sword of Heaven appeared on top of his head. With that, the mental spar started.

Whitelock Sage did not hold back too as he showcased his Dao Techniques Realm.

It only took an instant.

Chu Kuangren felt a colossal amount of Daoist Rhymes gush towards him like an ocean wave. He had never felt a force quite like this before

Was this the Sage Daoist Rhyme?

If it were not for his three-year insight into the Eternal Emperor Scripture, he reckoned that his Sword of Heaven would have instantly crumbled in face of this horrific Sage Daoist Rhyme.

“Junior, the level of your Dao Techniques Realm is truly astounding. I don’t think anyone below a Sage would be your match.”

Upon witnessing how Chu Kuangren suppressed his Daoist Rhyme, a glint of surprise could not help but appear in Whitelock Sage’s eyes.

The Sage’s words were overheard by all the others too. They whispered amongst themselves as it finally dawned on them why Chu Kuangren dared to spar with the Sage.

It turned out that Chu Kuangren’s Dao Techniques Realm had already reached such a level!

Ao Chang, Yuanhong, and the others exchanged glances as a strong sense of frustration and dejection grew within their hearts.

They were all sky-prides like Chu Kuangren, and they were also Young Emperors, yet Chu Kuangren had already surpassed them by so much.

“Sage, please receive my sword attack!” Chu Kuangren suddenly let out a light shout, and his Sword of Heaven vibrated before a sword ray came bursting out.

The ominous sword ray contained such a magnificent Sword-based Daoist Rhyme, even Whitelock Sage’s expression turned grim when he saw it.

“Good sword Dao!”

Following his compliment, Whitelock Sage activated his thoughts. Then, the figure of a towering giant emerged from behind him and struck back at the sword ray.

The two Daoist Rhymes interweaved, clashed, and generated a florid radiance that mesmerized the cultivators at the scene.

Such Daoist Rhymes were simply spellbinding.

“Junior, receive my return attack as well.” Whitelock Sage’s Daoist Rhyme continued to flow as that figure of a giant thrust a finger towards Chu Kuangren.

Like towering mountains and torrential waters, the Sage’s Daoist Rhyme cascaded in his direction. Even an Honorable Supreme’s Dao Technique would collapse in the face of this finger thrust.

Chu Kuangren activated his spiritual thought, and suddenly, numerous white lotuses appeared from thin air. Layer by layer, it dismantled the Daoist Rhyme that came from the giant’s finger.

It was the Sage Ruler Technique, White Lotus Light of Purification!

“Oh, impressive technique.” Whitelock Sage was a little shocked.

“Show me more.”

Chu Kuangren’s eyes glistened, seemingly excited.

Sparring with a Sage was indeed an extraordinary experience for him. He felt like he was edging closer to the blockade on his Dao Technique!

On top of that, he could finally put the insight that he had gained from the Eternal Emperor Scripture into good use in this mental spar to deepen his understanding of it. Moreover, he could finally apply the various techniques that he had learned during his time at the Dharma Sect.

Being able to utilize all he had learned thus far, Chu Kuangren felt very accomplished.

The spar continued for the rest of the day. Different forms of mysterious Daoist Rhymes lingered at the top of the palace, bewildering every cultivator at their presence.

The variety of Daoist Rhymes that Chu Kuangren showcased was especially enchanting as it made each cultivator feel like they could see the reflections of their own Daoism from within.

That amazed the crowd of cultivators. They could not imagine how it was possible for a person to master so many different types of techniques.

“Rumor has it that Chu Kuangren has mastered every technique that the Dharma Sect has to offer. So far that seems about right. Scary stuff.”

“That’s a crazy amount of techniques, but he can utilize them so adeptly. I bet he’s on par with the Dharma Sect Leader himself.”

“Just how incredible is this guy’s understanding?”

At this point, even the Seventh Forefather and the other Protectors who had been by Chu Kuangren’s side all this while were a little taken aback by that.

They were aware that Chu Kuangren’s Dao Techniques Realm was at a very high level, so high that even they would pale in comparison, but they had never imagined it to be this incredible.

Chu Kuangren sparred with the Sage for a whole day and night, and so far he had been able to hold his ground, not faltering even a single bit.

“Junior Chu, it’s time to wrap this up,” Whitelock Sage spoke all of a sudden. What followed was a ray of white light that beamed out from between his eyebrows.

That white light contained an incredibly powerful Daoist Rhyme, unleashing the Sage Daoist Rhyme within it in its full potential.

In just a second, the white light pierced through the White Lotus Light of Purification and struck the Sword of Heaven that was on top of Chu Kuangren’s head.

With that, the Sword of Heaven’s Daoist Rhyme was damaged and several cracks started to appear on its surface. As Chu Kuangren’s body trembled, the Daoist Rhyme around his body began to slowly fall apart.

“Almost there.”

The Descendant Self Sword in Chu Kuangren’s embrace quivered, releasing yet another powerful Sword-based Daoist Rhyme which was injected into the Sword of Heaven. The Daoist Rhyme that was initially disintegrating was instantly fortified. It even became slightly more sharp-edged.

Whitelock Sage nodded slightly. “Nice sword!”

Chu Kuangren did not reply. At this point in time, he was already immersed in some sort of mysterious state of epiphany. All the techniques he had learned in his entire life played out in his mind, including the insight he had gained from studying the Eternal Emperor Scripture for three years.

There were too many.

He knew too many things.

Chu Kuangren induced these techniques one by one before he combined all the Daoist Rhymes together, infusing them into the Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique.

All that he had learned, was for this one sword!

In the crowd’s eyes, the white lotuses around Chu Kuangren’s body dissipated, leaving only the Sword of Heaven that radiated with a brilliant flash above his head.

An incredibly appalling Sword-based Daoist Rhyme was swiftly ascending. At that moment, even the Whitelock Sage could feel his heart pounding.

“Such Daoist Rhyme… What is going on?”

Buzz…

At that instant, the Sword of Heaven’s radiance transformed into a beacon of light that shot right up to the sky. Numerous Transformations of varied shapes and sizes started forming at the space above the palace.

As Daoist Rhymes echoed on, flowers started to rain and gold lotuses blossomed from the ground…

These Transformations started billowing outwards, spreading far and wide, enveloping the entire Azure Dragon Domain. In fact, all the strong cultivators in the entire Firmament Star seemed to have felt something at this very moment as they looked towards Whitelock Mountain respectively, looking a little spooked.

“This kind of Daoist Rhyme… What is happening?”

“Is it the Sage Daoist Rhyme? Wait, no. The Sage Daoist Rhyme does not have such an appalling shockwave. What is this?”

“It came from Whitelock Mountain. Don’t tell me this is Whitelock Sage’s doing?”

All the strong cultivators were astonished.

Even the Sages who were living in seclusion behind the scenes were alarmed by this. One after another, they released their spiritual thoughts and peered towards the direction of Whitelock Mountain.

However, after that, an extremely horrific domineering aura erupted from that Daoist Rhyme, which caused a shudder to ripple through the bodies of every Sage who peered at Whitelock Mountain. It was really terrifying!