Cultivation: Start From Simplifying Martial Arts Techniques Chapter 1097: Chapter 1053: Why Seek Death

Chapter 1097: Chapter 1053: Why Seek Death

Chen Fei held the Qianyuan Sword, his gaze toward the front slightly fluctuating.

At this moment, the number of those in the Rule Integration Realm on the field had reached the thousands, their magnificent momentum stirring up the winds and clouds. Even before the actual engagement, the vital energy of heaven and earth within a thousand li was already boiling.

The Rule Integration Realm warriors of the Wu Meng Clan stood at the back, and on the more distant celestial dome, the gazes of Open Heaven Realm powerhouses were also watching.

The clash today was purely a battle between the Rule Integration Realm individuals from the Black Stone Domain and the subordinate Races of the Xuan Clan; neither the Wu Meng Clan nor the Xuan Clan would personally enter the fray.

The Xuan Clan vanguard came within a thousand li, and moments later, the two sides were only five hundred li apart.

“Charge!”

Standing on the celestial dome, Wu Ze shouted loudly; his powerful voice spread in all directions.

An army of nearly a hundred thousand Sun Moon Realm soldiers below stirred tumultuously, and the thousands of Rule Integration Realm warriors floating in mid-air followed the pace of the Sun Moon Realm army, flying forward.

Five hundred li was a distance that neither the Sun Moon Realm nor the Rule Integration Realm needed much time to cross, though it couldn’t be said to be instantaneous.

“Boom!”

As the explosive rumble of the clashing Sun Moon Realm armies resounded from below, the Rule Integration Realm warriors in the air also began their engagement.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The roaring sounds echoed everywhere, with the vital energy of heaven and earth swirling to its peak. Everyone was vying for control of the vital energy of heaven and earth, but even those at the peak of the Rule Integration Realm could barely s.n.a.t.c.h any.

In a war involving such numbers of the Sun Moon Realm and Rule Integration Realm, the power of the individual was continuously suppressed. Unless one’s realm was a whole level higher and reached the Open Heaven Realm, then it might be possible to turn the tide.

Neither side deployed a powerhouse of the Open Heaven Realm level, so the ancestors of the Evil Clans did not enter the battle, even though they might not even count as Open Heaven Realm warriors.

This was a probing conflict between the Wu Meng Clan and the Xuan Clan, and it was impossible to use all their strength in such a war.

The Xuan Clan, seeking to annihilate the Wu Meng Clan, never thought it could be accomplished in a short time.

In the battlefield, Chen Fei weaved through with the Qianyuan Sword in hand, avoiding all mid-stage and late-stage Rule Integration Realm warriors.

Mastering the s.p.a.ce Secondary Rules, even in the utmost chaos of the battlefield, Chen Fei could keep a clear mind, particularly the newly mastered s.p.a.ce Secondary Rule “Solid,” which was unexpectedly useful in such an environment.

In the brief moment of collision between the two sides, tens of thousands from the Sun Moon Realm were killed in an instant, and this number continued to climb.

As for the Rule Integration Realm, not to mention the wounded, nearly a hundred had been directly deprived of their lives, all in the late stages or mid-stages of the Rule Integration Realm, ambushing and killing the early-stage ones unawares.

In the battle of the Rule Integration Realm, the early stages were the easiest to exploit. If not taking advantage of the chaos to kill a few more, when else would one wait?

“Clang!”

Chen Fei’s Qianyuan Sword turned, blocking a sudden saber blade.

Chen Fei’s gaze shifted, seeing a member of the Qing Clan at the early stage of the Rule Integration Realm revealing their figure, raising their saber blade to continue chopping toward Chen Fei.

The Qing Clan counted as a Va.s.sal Race of the Xuan Clan. The Xuan Clan treated their va.s.sal Races fairly well, but when it came to matters of conflict, they still sent them to the front lines.

In this aspect, in essence, there wasn’t much difference from the Wu Meng Clan.

“Clang!”

Another clang of twisting metal resounded, magnificent in its intensity, with vital energy boiling around.

But Chen Fei’s gaze subtly shifted, noticing that the power behind this cut had weakened by more than thirty percent compared to the previous one.

Looking at the Qing Clan Rule Integration Realm warrior’s expression, Chen Fei understood; he was preparing to slacken his efforts.

Did the warring factions have any deep-rooted hatreds before today?

They did not, as they hadn’t even seen each other’s faces even once before this day.

Without deep-rooted hatred, they were still forced into a life-or-death struggle.

All were compelled by circ.u.mstances, and naturally, self-preservation was of utmost importance.

The Xuan Clan’s requirements for their va.s.sal Races were nearly no different from the Wu Meng Clan’s earlier demands; if they wanted to withdraw from the battlefield, they had to return with the head of a Rule Integration Realm peer.

Therefore, that first strike from the Qing Clan’s Sha He was serious—a chance to kill an early-stage Rule Integration Realm opponent and then retreat immediately.

But after one strike, Sha He realized that this seemingly average human’s strength was not weak; to kill him would require going all out.

And in the current battlefield, going all out could lead to insufficient attention to the surroundings and possibly result in death at the hands of another Rule Integration Realm warrior.

So, it was better to preserve one’s own life.

“Clang! Clang! Clang!”

The Qianyuan Sword relentlessly collided with Sha He’s Martial Refinement Saber, a great spectacle as if they were bitter enemies.

Most of the energy was spent creating the façade; the actual force of the blade contact was minimal.

Sha He realized the human opposite him understood his intent and his expression became even more ferocious, directing the battle towards the outskirts deliberately.

Chen Fei read Sha He’s intentions and, while clashing, moved toward the outer rim.

Chen Fei observed the battlefield from the corner of his eye, noting that aside from the unwillingly engaged Sun Moon Realm soldiers still in a deadly struggle below, many in the Rule Integration Realm battlefield were intentionally or unintentionally drifting away from the central area.

The area of conflict with tens of thousands in the Rule Integration Realm kept expanding—almost an inevitability.

After exchanging hundreds of blows, Chen Fei eventually withdrew from the central battlefield by a thousand li.

Here, he could still sense the extremity of the center; every moment, Sun Moon Realm and Rule Integration Realm soldiers were dying, with countless more injured.

The Qianyuan Sword and the Martial Refinement Saber were colliding less frequently, and after one more exchange, Chen Fei and Sha He were each sent flying dozens of miles backward, staring at each other through the distance.

“You humans are quite interesting,” Sha He measured Chen Fei up and down, a hint of a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

“The feeling is mutual.”

Chen Fei lifted his Qianyuan Sword slightly and said, “Shall we continue?”

To draw things out until both sides withdrew was also fine by Chen Fei. In a war at this level, if one didn’t possess absolute strength, moderation was indeed the best strategy.

“Not here, let’s go over there,” Sha He shook his head and pointed toward the southeast.

Chen Fei glanced in the direction pointed by Sha He, his brows knitted slightly, then he shook his head and said,

“Let’s just fight here. It’s better for both of us to withdraw when the drum sounds to signal retreat!”

“It’s safer over there!”

Upon hearing Chen Fei’s refusal, the smile vanished from Sha He’s face, and he said coldly.

Chen Fei did not speak, merely gazing calmly at Sha He.

“When I say to go over there, why can’t you understand!”

Suddenly, Sha He laughed coldly, his figure flashed, and in an instant, he was in front of Chen Fei, slashing down with his saber.

Compared to the earnest first move from earlier, the power of this strike had increased substantially.

From the very beginning, Sha He had been concealing his true strength, and now, as if reaching the end of his rope, he finally exposed his deadly blade.

There was no longstanding grudge between them, and they had never met before, but killing a fellow combatant at the same rank in the Rule Integration Realm meant he could directly leave the battlefield.

There were no other stronger Rule Integration Realm cultivators here; he no longer needed to worry about someone from the Rule Integration Realm suddenly attacking.

“Clang!”

The distorted sound of the saber and sword collision seemed to pierce through one’s eardrums.

Chen Fei casually placed the Qianyuan Sword in front of him and remained unshaken in the face of Sha He’s surge of power.

The ferocity in Sha He’s face briefly solidified. This situation was not as he had expected. Although they both held back during the hundreds of moves just now, Sha He thought he had a clear understanding of the human’s true realm of cultivation.

It was the level of about twenty fragments of rules, which was significantly less than his own cultivation, nearing the peak of the early Rule Integration Realm.

There was no reason the other should be able to block so easily when he had attacked so suddenly.

“Why bother!”

Chen Fei slightly lifted his eyelids, looking at Sha He in front of him and shook his head. He applied a slight force to the Qianyuan Sword in his hand and instantly swept away the Martial Refinement Saber.

Sha He only felt an immense force, irresistible and emanating from the other’s sword blade that almost caused him to lose his grip on his saber.

Sha He was greatly alarmed and had no time to think why things had changed so abruptly; he instinctively triggered a forbidden technique and retreated frantically backward.

Chen Fei watched as Sha He burst backward and took a step forward, thrusting out the Qianyuan Sword in his hand.

As Sha He retreated, he found the s.p.a.ce around him rapidly expanding. No matter how he moved back, the distant scenery seemed not to get any closer.

He tried to disrupt the expansion of s.p.a.ce but found that he couldn’t no matter what he did, and could only watch helplessly as Chen Fei’s Qianyuan Sword turned into a rainbow light thrusting at him.

“I was wrong, just like before would have been fine…”

Sha He hadn’t finished speaking when his body stiffened, as the tip of the Qianyuan Sword had already pierced into his skull.

Sha He’s mouth trembled slightly as countless regrets flickered through his mind, seeming to suggest he might not have needed to die, but now he found himself in this state.

“Ssch!”

Chen Fei withdrew the Qianyuan Sword, and Sha He’s body collapsed to the ground, void of life.

Chen Fei didn’t look at Sha He; instead, he turned to look in the southeast direction, where a figure was standing unbeknownst to him, currently staring at Chen Fei with eyes wide with rage.

Qing Clan, mid-stage Rule Integration Realm, bearing a resemblance to Sha He beside him.

Chen Fei had refused to move to the southeast because he had sensed the fluctuations from this mid-stage Rule Integration Realm Qing Clan member.

Why couldn’t they just take it easy, why insist on this!

“Your life is forfeit!”

Sha Feng bellowed furiously as he appeared before Chen Fei, his blade slashing toward Chen Fei’s neck.

The same move as Sha He, but in terms of power, Sha Feng’s slash was much more formidable.

It wasn’t just a difference in their realms of cultivation; Sha Feng also had a far greater understanding of this move than Sha He ever had.

Chen Fei glanced over at the central battlefield. He was over a thousand miles away from there, a distance that not even Rule Integration Realm cultivators at their peak could observe.

As for the Open Heaven Realm powerhouses, they were already thousands of miles away at the central battlefield, a vast distance from Chen Fei, so whatever he did now, he didn’t need to worry about revealing anything.

Sha Feng saw Chen Fei suddenly turn his head, even having the leisure to observe the central battlefield, and his anger skyrocketed. But in the next moment, Sha Feng realized the slash he had brought down was persistently an inch away from Chen Fei’s head.

That short inch seemed to have turned into a Heavenly Chasm.

Chen Fei turned back towards Sha Feng as the Qianyuan Sword counter-slashed.

“Boom!”

The Qianyuan Sword, overpowering the blade, cleaved down on Sha Feng’s body, causing him to tremble before exploding into a mist of blood, dead and his path destroyed.