Chapter 527: The Dominant Blade

As soon as Fu Yi sat down, he extended his soul power to make contact with the blade’s intent. His soul power was instantly annihilated, not even giving it a chance to react.
“This blade intent is incredibly powerful!” Ye Feng couldn’t help but exclaim. This time, he sent several strands of soul power to control his soul weapon, charging forward with fierce momentum.
Upon the second contact, the leaves of the Imperial Extreme Demon Plant retracted rapidly as if struck by lightning, and the soul power attached to them vanished completely.
“Who on earth left such a blade intent?” Ye Feng marveled again. His soul power hadn’t even reached the core of this blade intent, and its residual effects already left him at a loss.
It should be noted that Ye Feng’s soul strength was at the level of a Holy Emperor. With such powerful soul power controlling his soul weapon, he was still crushed in an instant by the remaining blade intent—proof of the practitioner’s profound mastery of the blade art. Though it was merely blade intent, its residual attacking power was likely less than one ten-thousandth of that used to strike, yet even this minuscule amount was beyond Ye Feng’s ability to withstand.
“I refuse to believe it!” Ye Feng found this situation rather strange. With his own soul cultivation, he had been defeated so easily by this blade intent. He gathered all his strength, channeling hundreds of streams of mental energy to unleash his soul weapon in a desperate attempt to engage with the blade intent once more.
“Boom…” A blurred silhouette of only the blade’s edge flashed by and collided with his soul weapon, producing a massive explosion. Ye Feng was thrown aside and crashed into his defensive formation, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Getting up awkwardly from the ground, he sat down again and slowly exhaled. “This blade intent is truly domineering…”
After regaining his strength, his eyes sparkled with excitement. “One more time!”
This time, Ye Feng pushed his soul power to its limit. The hundreds of leaves of the Imperial Extreme Demon Plant condensed into a giant sword, which he swung wildly at the blade intent.
“Ding…” A sound of blades clashing rang out, followed by a series of crushing cracks. In an instant, all the leaves of the Imperial Extreme Demon Plant were shattered, and Ye Feng, struck hard, crashed back into the defensive barrier. Multiple cracks appeared across the entire formation, nearly causing it to collapse.
Ye Feng slumped on the ground, motionless—he had even fainted from the shock.

In the darkness, he saw a long sword and swung it fiercely at the ground. The strike seemed both eternal and instantaneous as it struck the ground. There was no dazzling sword energy nor a loud roar of wind and thunder. That seemingly simple strike, upon hitting the ground, was like hitting a ripe watermelon—immediately cracks appeared at the blade’s tip, growing larger and spreading further outward and deeper.

Ye Feng looked down at the cracks below—nothing but darkness.

At that moment, a wave of pain surged from his chest. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself still inside that wobbling teleportation array.

“That strike just now…” Ye Feng tried hard to recall, but couldn’t remember anything.

Moving his body, he realized his bones were completely shattered and his internal organs displaced. Yet his body healed extremely fast—within just a few breaths, most of his bones had returned to their original state.

Supporting his still-painful body, Ye Feng leaned on the defense array and slowly sat cross-legged. Closing his eyes, he quickly repaired his body.

After dozens of breaths, Ye Feng had recovered as if nothing had happened. In fact, he noticed his physical strength had increased significantly. His soul energy, which had been depleted earlier, had also grown stronger.

“I’ve only truly experienced the advantages of this Immortal Body today,” Ye Feng said with a bitter smile.

After slightly repairing the array, Ye Feng stood up. His soul energy once again controlled his soul weapon, which condensed into a giant sword. He didn’t know why he formed a sword this time; it simply happened unconsciously. Without overthinking, he swung the sword again.

“Boom…” A loud explosion echoed, as if two giant forces had collided.

A tremendous force hit him. Before Ye Feng could see what happened in the sky, he was pushed back more than ten steps until his body hit the defense array.

Although the sword he created was shattered in one strike, he seemed unharmed this time. In his opinion, the energy he gathered this time wasn’t much stronger than when he fainted last time, but the effect was much better. This made him pause his attacks and analyze the differences between his recent attack and the previous ones.

After some time, he realized the problem lay in the sword technique.

He randomly took a long sword from his storage ring and repeatedly imitated the previous sword technique, but failed time after time.

After countless failures, Ye Feng shook his head, retracted his long sword, and once again channeled his soul power to command his soul weapon to charge at that blade intent.
“Boom…”
“Boom…”
“Boom…”
…
Attempt after attempt, collision after collision—seemed that this sword technique could only be activated when encountering blade intent. Yet Ye Feng also noticed that his control over this technique using his soul weapon was becoming increasingly proficient.
After seven days and nights of repeated attempts, Ye Feng finally managed to use this technique with his soul weapon to some extent. Still, he felt regretful, as there was only one strike of blade intent, allowing him to perceive only that one aspect of its essence; he had only grasped a basic version of it.
When he stood up, the defensive formation seemed to realize its mission was complete—it collapsed into fragments and disappeared. He was immediately surrounded by countless eyeless blade demons.
His soul weapon was unleashed, and his soul power was fully exerted as a seemingly ordinary slash was delivered from top to bottom. At the moment Ye Feng swung this sword, those eyeless blade demons were instantly filled with panic and fled in all directions.
With that single strike, nearly 500 of the blade demons, too slow to escape, were annihilated. None of them suffered any physical wounds; they died from shattered souls.
“This slash shall be called the Dominant Blade!” Ye Feng glanced at his soul weapon, which had taken the form of a giant sword, with a calm expression. After retracting his soul weapon, he threw all those corpses into his storage ring. Then, he sent a message to Long Tian and the others through a communication talisman: “I’m heading to the next level. Be careful.”