Chapter 1369: Chapter 1369: A Big Gap

In this world, some people were purely opponents, while others were both friends and opponents.

Zen was one of the latter, and Rocher was clear on this point.

Zen looked at the broken sword beside him.

The color of the sword was dim, and its body was somewhat broken. It now looked like an ordinary metal sword.

The Otherworldly Swordsman had used it many times.

In this fight, it would also be a useful weapon for Zen.

Taking a step forward, he firmly grasped the sword in his hand.

The moment he touched the broken sword, he felt a strange thought connect with him through the blade.

The thought strikingly did not convey any particular message as it merely made Zen feel rather friendly.

And this denoted that the sword had an undeniably strong sword spirit.

Zen had only temporarily activated the sword, and the sword spirit hadn't proactively communicated with him. They had come to a tacit understanding and were cooperating only for now.

When he raised the sword, he realized that he seemed to be holding a feather. It was so light against his grip as if he was holding nothing.

Explicitly, Zen was not used to such a light sword. No one would be willing to take a feather-like weapon to fight the enemy.

Zen felt an unexpected emotion that suddenly took him by surprise. There was an exceedingly comfortable and heavy feeling transmitted from his hand as he waved his sword once, in a circular motion.

“How clever!” It turned out that the sword would adjust its weight according to Zen's movements.

Whir! After waving his sword for a while, Zen held it horizontally and nodded towards Rocher.

He had learned a lot from this battle with Rocher and gained new insights into his swordsmanship. However, this did not mean that he would lose to Rocher.

Rocher faintly smiled as the Soaring Snake Sword rose once again.

And the white light that became visible under his feet was like mercury, spreading out in all directions.

The light quickly spread all the way down, covering the cross point in the middle of Heaven Earth Board, the many stones on it, the entire board, and finally, Zen's feet. Ɍ𝘢ΝȰΒΕᶊ

It was clear as water that the imposing aura emitted from Rocher's body was undoubtedly incomparable!

The Justice Godly Way was about a type of supreme faith.

Although Karl had already stepped into the Godly Way, he had gone off course. Thus, his sense of justice was quite bigoted. Most people thought that he had been insane.

The sword stood right in front of Rocher's face, and his eyes flashed with searing light.

Everyone could perceive that Rocher was going to end this battle.

He had held the advantage right from the very beginning.

Consequently, all the people in the universe, including many world lords and Supreme Lords, thought and somehow expected that he would win.

Zen merely took a deep breath.

Then the chaotic energy in his body surged out and began to gather in his right arm, fluidly spreading to the broken sword.

“Pure chaotic energy!”

The sword spirit within the sword was extremely excited.

Previously, it was only wondering how Zen could unleash that kind of chaotic energy.

But now, the sword spirit fully understood that this fellow genuinely possessed chaotic energy.

While the incomparably pure chaotic energy was overflowing and soaking into the sword, the sword spirit was absorbing it with great restraint.

Zen had also felt the change in the sword when a portion of its chaotic energy seemed to be stolen. But then he realized that it was only a tiny fraction after he had just poured his chaotic energy into the sword. The amount was less than one ten thousandth of his chaotic sea, so he didn't care at all.

On the other hand, the sword spirit was different. In the beginning, it extremely restrained itself in absorbing the chaotic energy needed to nourish its body. It was not a duplicate in the Illusion Space, but a true creature in the Illusion Battlefield, so the nourishment was of great benefit to it.

It felt that even if Zen possessed chaotic energy, he didn't have that much, so it restrained itself.

But then, the sword spirit was stunned.

Unexpectedly, the amount of chaotic energy that emerged from Zen's body had exceeded the sword spirit's imagination.

'How did this fellow do it?' wondered the sword spirit.

Zen suddenly lifted his sword, his feet arched and his gaze cold.

He also knew that it was high time for the victor to be decided.

Although Zen exuded confidence in himself, he realized that there was indeed an enormous gap between him and his opponent.

Rocher had only cultivated for a few years before he followed Zen all the way and even surpassed him. Even Zen had to admire him for that.

Bearing this clear understanding in his mind, Zen would not readily admit defeat.

Boom!

“Let's do it again. The Chaotic Gods-intimidating Strike!”

Sensing the direction in which Zen's sword was dancing, the sword spirit that was immersed in the chaotic energy tried its best to coordinate with Zen.

It was a supreme chaotic weapon in the first place.

And Zen skillfully learned to use the Metal Law to bear the chaotic energy from it.

With their full cooperation, the sword spirit could take advantage of the situation and unleash an even more powerful strength.

The streaks of golden light turned into golden lotuses that radiated strands after strands of gray light. This strike was far more dazzling than the previous one.

Lone kept silent the whole time. He felt disturbed as he watched Zen unleash that broken sword's power. However, he had lent it to Zen on his own accord because it was for the sake of his beloved sword.

“Come on,” Rocher urged, smiling faintly. “It's the most suitable place to end our fight here.”

Rocher had firmly made up his mind to win this battle.

As he lifted the Soaring Snake Sword, layers upon layers of rhombic internal momentum began to interweave. Like sparkling and translucent gems, they exuded a pure and flawless luster.

They were densely packed together, occupying all the space around Rocher. And all that was left was a path.

Following that path, Rocher raised his sword, took a step, and sprinted.

It was as though a dragon from the depths of the abyss had abruptly emerged from a path within the canyon. The silver light on the surface of his sword radiated another layer of internal momentum.

The astonishing, powerful aura left the audience shocked beyond comparison.

Whoosh!

Rocher rushed straight towards Zen and the Chaotic Gods-intimidating Strike that the latter had thrust out with utmost urgency as if he was getting impatient to win this battle over.

Dodging was even out of his option, but instead, he charged headlong against Zen's attack.

That extremely sharp golden-gray sword light pierced towards Rocher and passed through the perfectly straight Soaring Snake Sword.

Buzz!

An ear-piercing howl echoed out.

That sword light was cut in half by the bright silver light in Rocher's hand!

Everyone mused that Rocher coped with the enemy head-on.

“What a strong method! Rocher is terrifyingly powerful!”

“The power of Zen's sword attack was frightening enough, but Rocher actually withstood the sword light and charged straight forward without the slightest ounce of fear.”

“Rocher will definitely get the first place in the Illusion Battlefield.”

At this rare moment, everyone in the universe had got the same answer.

Even the mysterious girl had a look of disappointment on her face. “Zen, quite frankly, I was hoping that you could take the first place. But Rocher got Chiyou's sword inheritance. His luck is better than yours. You probably won't be able to make it.”

Letitia quietly beheld the scene, and Margaret was also silent.

They had never seen Zen lose when he fought with the powerhouses at his realm.

In this universe, Zen was not even at a disadvantage.

And by chance, he would incidentally lose to Rocher in the end. The two women could not help but sigh in their hearts at the wonders of fate.

Still, everyone was in awe observing Rocher's speed, which was incredibly fast as he made his way towards Zen. The sword light of Zen's Chaotic Gods-intimidating Strike split into two halves, subsequently slicing two ravines on the Heaven Earth Board.

Clang!

The two swords collided.

This time, Zen had never been at a disadvantage when it came to his sword moves as his body was adept with the rhythm of the sword fight. However, in terms of his aura, he was far inferior.

Bang! Bang!

Zen quickly retreated a few steps sideways. With a twist of his sword, he began to charge up his second sword attack.

Rocher's mind adamantly refused to give him another chance.

Under the light, soft wavelike ripples spread out.

Zen instinctively retreated his feet to the other side, but in that instant, countless bloody scars appeared on one of his arms.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Zen's arm looked like it had been filed. His wounds appeared densely arranged. His blood outlined these wounds, and they strangely mimicked the wavelike ripples released by Rocher.

If it weren't for the fact that Zen's body was a divine weapon, his arm would have already been shattered to pieces.

Rocher did not pause in the slightest as another ripple spread out.

The speed was so swift that Zen was left with no time to dodge at all.

Puff!

This time, it hit Zen's face.

Sadly, Zen looked extremely miserable now as numerous slashes were visible, from his face down to his neck.

A drop of blood slowly dripped into Zen's eyes. If anyone could see closely, he or she would note there was a deep unwillingness in them.