Chapter 210: The Sword of the Empty Heavens

Jin Chong transformed his body into a sword and charged at extreme speed, refusing to dodge or avoid the top-tier spiritual artifact that came head-on.
“Could it be that she intends to confront a top-tier spiritual artifact with her flesh and blood?”
Su Che was amazed but also hoped she would do just that. His master had said that the explosive power of a top-tier spiritual artifact was equivalent to that of a mid-tier or even high-tier treasure, forcing even those in the later stages of the Golden Core stage to take cover—there was no way to resist it with a physical body.
In other words, if Jin Chong didn’t realize it was an explosive artifact, her arrogance might get her hurt…
With anticipation, as the artifact and Jin Chong neared collision, Su Che silently activated the detonation spell.
Boom!
With a loud explosion, the conical top-tier spiritual artifact shattered, its dazzling brilliance falling like the sun from the sky before everyone’s eyes. Countless people in the stands cried out in pain and covered their eyes.
Although cultivators wouldn’t suffer permanent vision damage from this, those outer sect disciples below the later stages of Qi Cultivation felt intense pain in their eyes and could see nothing for a moment.
The explosive power of the top-tier spiritual artifact was several times greater than that of the Purple Sky Divine Thunder crafted by Elder Zi Xiao.
Su Che had already closed his eyes. Using only his spiritual perception, he could clearly see Jin Chong’s figure enveloped in the scorching white light from the explosion—she hadn’t dodged in time.
“This strike must be extremely painful for her.”
As he thought this, a golden light rushed toward him at incredible speed, crossing spatial distances in an instant and arriving before Su Che.
Bang!
Su Che was flung high into the air as if punched by a giant.
Fortunately, Su Che had already activated all his defensive measures: spiritual talismans, magic shields, his robe as protection, and his true vital energy…
In mid-air, he heard the sound of his sternum breaking. Before the intense pain hit, he struggled to stabilize himself and crashed down onto the arena like a boulder.
So close!
Just an inch short of falling off the edge of the arena, which would have meant a humiliating defeat.
“Even the explosion of a top-tier spiritual artifact couldn’t stop her?”
Shocked, Su Che quickly looked across. Jin Chong’s figure was still fifty zhang away. The golden light that hit him earlier wasn’t her true form.
“What was that?”
Su Che was astonished. “What hit me just now?”
Lao He replied, “It seemed like a golden light. It was too fast for me to see clearly. But one thing’s for sure—the thing that flew up and attacked you wasn’t her true form. It seemed like just an illusion.”

“Phantom?” Su Che was even more surprised. “It was clearly her who transformed her body into a sword and tore apart the Prison CharacterPrison. Could it be that I was deceived by her?”
Before Old Hei could respond, Jin Chong snorted from across. “Confused, are you? This is my Sky Void Sword—shifting between reality and illusion. Only I know its true nature. As for you, aside from relying on magical artifacts, summoning spells, and a few supernatural abilities, you’re utterly weak on your own!”
Jin Chong’s golden eyes were filled with disdain as he dismissed Su Che completely. Although there was some truth to it, it was also a form of psychological warfare.
Magical artifacts, summoning, and supernatural abilities—all were among Su Che’s skills. As long as they could help him defeat his opponent, they counted as real abilities.
Yet, it had to be admitted that Jin Chong’s strength far exceeded Su Che’s previous expectations. Those two supernatural abilities seemed useless against her, and the self-destructive spirit weapon failed to damage her true form. A single strike from her nearly knocked him off the arena.
So, how should he deal with her Sky Void Sword? How many more moves could he withstand?
At that moment, Xuanji Zunzhe, sitting in the stands, sighed inwardly. “I never expected Jin Chong to have mastered the supreme art of Sky Void Sword from Sky Sword Peak. She truly is a natural genius in the art of swordsmanship. It will be very difficult for Che to get through this round.”
Xuanji Zunzhe knew Su Che’s abilities best. Before countless battles, he had taught him many strategies to deal with opponents. But to be honest, a supreme art like Sky Void Sword was far beyond Su Che’s current capabilities.
Xuanji Zunzhe himself specialized in gold-based cultivation techniques and used a golden sword as his magical artifact. Though not a pure swordmaster, he also had a deep understanding of swordsmanship. He understood well just how terrifying a swordmaster could be, especially a natural genius like Jin Chong.
At this point, even Xuanji Zunzhe believed Su Che wouldn’t be able to win this fight. Despite his various strengths, he and Jin Chong were not on the same level at all—there was a huge gap in their cultivation across every aspect…
On the stands, Su Che summoned all his ghost servants to surround him as living shields. Facing such a terrifying opponent like Jin Chong, he didn’t dare release the Snake Woman and the Little Dragon. They would likely be killed in a single move by Jin Chong.
If his spiritual pets faced a life-or-death crisis, don’t expect anyone to come to their rescue. The five Yuan Ying ancestors certainly wouldn’t interfere.
Under the protection of his ghost servants, Su Che walked back to the center of the arena. Meanwhile, Jin Chong remained standing in place, unimpeded. Her expression suggested she was playing with him like a cat with a mouse.
“Are you ready?” she asked calmly.
Soul Capture!

Su Che didn’t want to waste words with her; he would respond with action.
Buzz…
“There’s a fly.” Jin Chong waved her hand a few times, as if trying to drive away a fly.
Of course, everyone knew this was purely mockery. How could insects like flies get close to cultivators? A mere burst of energy could kill hundreds of millions of flying insects.
She was implying that Su Che was that annoying fly—nothing more than an ant in her eyes.
“Soul capture fails,” Su Che sighed inwardly.
“The best way to deal with such little insects…”
Jin Chong’s voice was low, but her metallic tone made every word resonate clearly: “It’s to smite them instantly, flattening them into sticky messes… I’m used to this. How about you?”
Whoosh!
She transformed into a sword once again and flew toward Su Che.
This time, Lao Hei’s detection abilities were highly focused, and he vaguely sensed that her true form was still in place, while the sword-shaped figure in the air might just be a sword aura.
This wasn’t invisibility or duplication—it was a divine sword technique, what she called the Sword of Heaven’s Void, elusive and shifting between reality and illusion.
The current sword-shaped aura was probably just the most basic form of attack for the Sword of Heaven’s Void. Perhaps she thought even this basic form was sufficient to deal with Su Che.
Or maybe she wasn’t serious yet and was just teasing.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Three flying swords emerged from the bronze treasure gourd—self-destructing treasures crafted from top-grade spiritual weapons. There were only two such top-grade spiritual weapons left in the gourd, and Su Che didn’t want to use them all at once.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three explosions merged into one, colliding with Jin Chong’s sword-shaped aura.
It was a direct confrontation. To block this aura, Su Che arranged his ghost servants in two lines in front of him. Of course, all other defensive measures were already activated.
Hiss!
The sword aura, reduced to one arm after being hit by three self-destructing treasures, continued moving straight ahead at full speed.
Ten ghost servants combined their forces to form a giant hand, reaching out to grab the sword aura.
Pfft!
The golden sword aura pierced through the ghost hand and, without slowing down, continued piercing through five more ghost servants before striking toward Su Che.
However, due to continuous losses, the sword aura was now reduced to just a palm. Transforming the palm into a sword, it rushed forward at extreme speed.
Su Che moved sideways to the left, using the precise steps only possible when performing the Dance of Thunder, trying to dodge the aura slightly—but…
Bang!
He was sent flying again.

Just as before, the golden sword energy pierced through several layers of defense and struck Su Che’s chest once again, sending him flying. With a loud crash, Su Che landed on the arena floor, nearly falling over the edge. Only then did he realize how insignificant he was in front of her—her skills were far beyond his. The sword energy of Jin Chong’s Tianxu Sword appeared to be real on the surface, but in truth, the intensity of each strike was entirely under her control. Ignoring spatial distances, she could adjust the strength of the sword energy at any time, ensuring that the blows would send him exactly to the edge of the arena.

“The gap is too huge!” Su Che spat out a mouthful of blood. His chest had sunken deeply, his sternum shattered, and his condition was terrifying.

“Sigh…” Xuanji, the venerable one in the stands, sighed sadly. He was convinced that Jin Chong’s understanding of swordsmanship had reached master-level. If she advanced to the middle stage of the Golden Core phase, she would be fully qualified to compete with him.

Not far away, the Venerable of Tianjian transmitted a message: “Younger brother Xuanji, my disciple has a peculiar personality and might have been a bit too harsh. Please don’t blame her.”

Though these words seemed polite, they actually carried an obvious sense of pride and sarcasm that anyone could detect. These days, Xuanji Peak had received too much attention; it was time for Tianjian Peak to take center stage.

On the surface, Xuanji remained unmoved, but inwardly, he felt pain for Su Che. The blows inflicted by Jin Chong were not fatal, so the Primordial Ancestors would not intervene to save him. This meant it was purely a form of torture.

“Jin Chong has a grudge against Che. Why go to such extremes? Or has this androgynous guy’s mind already become twisted?” Xuanji was secretly furious.

Only the high-ranking elders of Tianxuan Sect, such as those at the main peak, truly knew Jin Chong’s true gender.

Click! Click! Click…

In the stands, Su Che used his vital energy to push his sunken sternum back up. This must have caused extreme pain, but Su Che, accustomed to hellish training, could ignore such discomfort. Earlier, a small fragment of bone had pierced into his heart, hitting that drop of mysterious blood in his left atrium—the very drop given to him by the giant heart buried deep in the Wutian Valley of Wind and Thunder.

That day, the giant heart bestowed a drop of mysterious blood on Su Che and that Wild God Rat. The drop that went to Su Che remained hidden within his left atrium, while the Wild God Rat continued to sleep soundly in the Prison of Immortals for months without waking up. Undoubtedly, the rat was in the process of strengthening its lineage and enhancing its power. As for what it would be like when it woke up, that was uncertain. We can discuss the rat later; for now, the drop of mysterious blood floating in Su Che’s left atrium has begun to show signs of activity…