Paragon of Sin

Chapter 120: Intent!

an normal saber qi, even if the person has the same cultivation base and a Spirit of Saber Qi. They would not be a match for him in terms of the saber.

It felt like a seed of a law in this world, governed as a Dao. If he had to describe it out of pure instinct, then it was a profound understanding, a truth of the world, a portion of a law, and embodied a Dao.

His understanding of the saber reinforced his internal, external, and other factors of the saber. If he wished, he could use this to suppress others using Saber Qi. This was what he felt, and even then, it was obscure and uncertain.

Despite all this mystery, the fact of the matter was Intent was a power in this world that heightened cultivation aspects to an incredible limit. Right now, Long Chen had somehow given birth to the true Intent of Sword and Slaughter. His energies were wildly responding in joyful cheer, causing his overall spiritual strength to jump at least ten-fold.

Cultivators at the Eighth Stage of Qi Condensation Realm, Infused Spirituality Phase, had qi and energies that were heavily affected by their Spiritual Strength. In fact, it was a deciding factor of battle power.

Long Chen ’s palm contained saber and slaughter intent and seemed to be galvanizing the worldly force he could draw upon. As he did, the world that was aware, mostly Wei Wuyin at the moment, could see why this invisible force was being manipulated to Long Chen ’s will.

His Spirits of Qi! They seemed to have had a unique transformation, similar to his ’Divine ’ state. It seemed to be able to actively control the ambient world force that helped cultivators reach the Sixth Stage of Qi Condensation, False Reality Phase, by merging yin and yang energies perfectly. Furthermore, this was ambient world force, not refined world force of those at the Astral Core Realm.

Those in the Astral Core Realm seemed to be able to control this force, creating Yin-Yang God Spheres.

This deeply shook Wei Wuyin to the core. His cultivation base was irregular and exceptional, possessing four Spirits of Qi, a True Dragon Bloodline, and a unique Mind Qi, yet he couldn ’t bypass the limitations of cultivation and overstep his ability.

Yet, Long Chen could.

Should he…

He took a deep breath to collect himself. A desire to see the end result of this power emerged in his heart.

Just as that thought flashed in his mind, a prick of pain entered his thoughts. Immediately, he snapped his head to his right arm. His lips twitched as he realized that his desire to kill Long Chen was suppressed by the Heavenly Daos.

Even he could be affected? His thoughts swirled as this feeling was similar to every other interaction with Heavenly Daos had to him, leading him to clues to fortunate opportunities and lucky chances. It seemed this type of influence ran in line with manipulating his thoughts.

His eyes burned with vigorous killing intent. He turned towards Long Chen, but a figure emerged in his mind. It was of a natural beauty with emerald features. Her beauty and aura was soft and gentle. When this thought entered his mind, his head turned to look outside the entrapping barrier. He smelled her and…

His expression changed a little as he smelled a familiar scent. If it was who he thought it was, then killing Long Chen would be impossible without severe consequences. It seemed the Heavenly Daos covered all their bases for a Blessed! He sneered inwardly. He forcefully calmed his burning heart.

Wei Wuyin ’s desire to kill Long Chen stemmed from him experiencing his alternative fate of another time where his head was severed from shoulder by his blade. While the situation was different, and he was undoubtedly stronger, the desire for self preservation was always there. If, by some chance, Long Chen grew stronger than him, would events repeat itself?

That ability to use might beyond his realm was truly a frustrating and undeniable threat. Who could be comfortable with that? However, this had also enlightened his plan.

If Long Chen was here for Lin Ziyan, would ’that ’ person outside the barrier act if he absconded with her.

His eyebrow twitched.


His mind swirled with all sorts of thoughts and plans. As it did, Long Chen finished his preparations and everyone snapped out of their daze. They saw Long Chen ’s upward palm and at the center of this palm was a sanguine sword emitting blindingly bloody light. It seemed to embody battle, death, and misery produced by slaughter.

”Sword of True Slaughter! ”

Long Chen spoke in a soft voice, yet these words exploded in the sea of consciousness of everyone present. This sword was purely made from spiritual energies and contained vast spiritual strength.

King Wu ’s face turned ashen as this spiritual construct pointed towards him. His every physical cell, spirit, ounce of his consciousness, and instincts screamed severely. They all said:

”FLEE! ”

But he was a King! A King of a country, so he would never retreat in the face of an enemy from fear. He rather died where he stood, standing straight and true. He would never run away from his enemies within his Capital. While this seemed foolish, it was this belief of regal dignity that would be the straw that gave him the right to live.


The bloody sword zoomed forward with prodigious speed. It created a trail of bloody light that contained the beauty of battle and death.

King Wu clenched his teeth, his heart roaring endlessly as he used his palms to push forward an invisible wall. This was a Spiritual Spell, so he could act appropriately in response—with his own!

「Royal Wu Spell: Fortress Gate of the Spirit」

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