Chapter 1363: No-Self Sword

Above the surging black clouds, a figure like a dragon imbued with killing intent circled and spun around Chen Ling. Its form would appear and disappear among the clouds, like a ferocious jiaolong hiding in the mist, waiting for an opportunity.

Sword shadows, brimming with killing intent, slashed out from the clouds, one after another, surging towards Chen Ling's figure from all directions. Yet, the black-robed figure merely shifted slightly, leaving a trail of afterimages in the void, precisely dodging every single killing-intent slash.

Chen Ling's scarlet eyes locked onto Jian Changsheng's figure. Just as he was about to make a move, the next second, a deluge of blood rain erupted from the clouds!

Thousands upon thousands of crimson raindrops flew towards Chen Ling, covering the sky. Seeing this, Chen Ling showed no intention of dodging, allowing the raindrops to hit him. Amidst the dense, chaotic rain, an afterimage clad in black armor rapidly flickered!

No matter how fast Jian Changsheng was, he could not bridge the enormous gap between himself and Chen Ling. Only through large-scale Blood Flash could he even hope to get close to Chen Ling.

In just half a second, Jian Changsheng had flickered six times within the blood rain surrounding Chen Ling. Because the intervals were so short, it seemed as if six shadows of Jian Changsheng appeared simultaneously around Chen Ling, each clad in killing-intent armor, wielding a long sword, with sword shadows simultaneously piercing Chen Ling's body from different angles!

On the battlefield, Jian Changsheng had used this move to kill countless Seventh-Tier Calamities.

But before Chen Ling, it was far from enough.

Chen Ling didn't even bother to dodge, allowing all six swords to simultaneously pierce his body. Ultimately, only the sword aimed at his nape was real. But as that sword touched Chen Ling's skin, a thick layer of carapace immediately grew on his entirely black skin, directly trapping Jian Changsheng's blade in its gap!

Ancient killing intent raged on the blade. This single sword strike, capable of slaying a Seventh-Tier Calamity, merely cut a wound the thickness of a pinky finger on Chen Ling's body. No blood flowed from it; the wound was as black as an abyss.

Jian Changsheng's pupils contracted slightly. Just as he was about to pull back his sword, the sword wound on Chen Ling's nape suddenly sprouted two rows of menacing fangs, clamping down hard on Jian Changsheng's blade, making it impossible for him to withdraw it for a moment!

Jian Changsheng: ???

A chill crept up Jian Changsheng's spine. Before he could react, the black-robed Chen Ling's head had rotated a full 180 degrees, looking directly at him from his own back.

"Still not using your Sixth-Tier skill?" Chen Ling sneered chillingly. "If you don't use it now, you won't get another chance... Idiot."

The black figure rapidly expanded, transforming into a towering giant reaching the sky in mere seconds. The sword stuck in its nape was flung away, spinning and embedding itself into a nearby cliff face.

Jian Changsheng knew the situation was dire and immediately darted into the torrential blood rain. However, the next moment, the shadow giant let out a thunderous roar. Visible sound waves pushed the blood rain away, sweeping several kilometers, forcing Jian Changsheng's figure out and making him stumble backward.

The black shadow giant raised its hands, as if presciently swinging them behind it. A vibrant lion, entirely engulfed in colorful flames, suddenly leaped from the ground, aiming for its head!

But intercepted by the black shadow giant, the lion only managed to bite a thick arm. As the auspicious aura within the colorful flames spread wildly, faint smoke rose from the black shadow giant's skin, as if it were being scorched. However, for the shadow giant's massive body, this damage was almost negligible.

The black shadow giant's bitten arm suddenly split, instantly transforming into hundreds of long, slender tentacles. They immediately moved to grasp the lion's body. The lion's four paws churned continuously in the void, its masterful Cloud Steps technique pushed to the extreme, allowing it to freely weave through the encirclement of tentacles.

While the black shadow giant was dealing with Sun Bumian, Jian Changsheng's figure rose again from the nearby rubble.

He raised a hand and beckoned, and the long sword embedded in the rock face whistled back into his palm. Gazing at the black shadow giant, which exuded an absolute sense of oppression, his grip tightened more and more.

"Just a little longer... Cube."

As if having made a decision, Jian Changsheng slowly closed his eyes.

As Jian Changsheng's breathing grew long and faint, the ancient killing intent that had been raging and surging suddenly surged back into his body like a receding tide. It was as if he had an bottomless pit within him, greedily devouring every trace of killing intent in the world.

At the same time, the long sword in Jian Changsheng's hand began to hum!

The sword's blade grew increasingly blood-red, as if imbued with some ultimate power. The blade vibrated rapidly at a frequency imperceptible to the naked eye. The previously piercing hum gradually faded, as if the sound waves it emitted had exceeded the limits of human hearing.

At this moment, Jian Changsheng, holding the sword, seemed to have completely vanished. His presence was reduced to a minimum, as if his entire being was merely a wisp of the sword's tassel.

A faint yet ultimate killing intent began to spread through the void!

The black shadow giant, entangled with the lion, seemed to sense something. A scarlet eye suddenly opened on the back of its head, staring intently in Jian Changsheng's direction.

Sun Bumian had fought alongside Jian Changsheng on battlefields; he naturally knew what Jian Changsheng was about to do. The lion, which had been struggling to evade, suddenly changed direction, charging directly towards the shadow giant's head, as if completely disregarding its own safety, determined to buy time for Jian Changsheng.

A low, cold snort emanated from within the shadow giant. The swirling tentacles immediately wove into a large net, attempting to envelop the lion from all sides.

However, just as the net was about to touch the lion, the colorful flames on the lion instantly dissipated, and it transformed back into Sun Bumian's human form on the spot, gracefully slipping through the gaps in the net.

*Clang—!!*

Almost simultaneously, a sword cry mixed with the sound of the earth shattering resounded from the other side of the black shadow giant!

A black shadow instantly pierced through space. Endless killing intent seemed to converge into a single fine line, piercing the void along the sword tip, aiming directly for the black shadow giant's body!

This sword strike was incredibly fast, so much so that Jian Changsheng himself seemed to be erased, merging with the sword shadow. The sword shadow defied time and space; the moment it thrust forward, everything around it paused.

This was Jian Changsheng's Sixth-Tier skill, and his only burst killing move.

Selfless Sword.

When the sword is sheathed, one is invincible; when the sword is drawn, one becomes selfless.

Even without any killing intent superposition, Jian Changsheng's sword strike had the oppressive power of a Seventh-Tier peak. The surging killing intent ignited within him was condensed into this single strike, unleashing astonishing destructive power!

As Jian Changsheng unleashed his sword, Sun Bumian, standing nearby, was once again engulfed in the lion's flames, and a domain instantly unfolded.