Chapter 1437: Saber of Despair
The single finger was akin to a lofty mountain, pointing straight at the heavens. The axe ray immediately shattered into numerous rays and spread in all directions. As for Tie Ta, he was blasted away by the impact.
Tie Ta was greatly alarmed. With a powerful defensive barrier around his body, his body was akin to an impenetrable fortress. However, that one finger seemed to contain boundless strength, piercing through his impenetrable fortress like it was paper.
Pu!
Before Tie Ta could move aside, a bloody hole opened on his chest, and his figure was sent flying far away. His earth dragon hurriedly rushed over to catch him. As a result, Tie Ta crashed into the earth dragon, causing the earth dragon to wail in pain. The two crashed deep into the desert ground together.
All the bandits were stupefied. The third strongest among them had been defeated with a single finger. Was that young man a human, or was he a monster? The ranked sixth bandit had an ugly expression. He rejoiced that the leader had stopped him earlier, or he would have suffered an even worse fate.
"Leader, let's work together and end him," suggested one of them.
These were all people who threaded on the fine line between life and death all year round. For them, death was nothing. Thus, they showed no fear of the strength Xiang Shaoyun had demonstrated.
"I'll do it," offered a slim man beside the leader.
The man wasn't too tall, and he looked so frail one would have thought he was sick. Mounted on an old horse, he did not look like an expert at all. However, he was actually ranked second in the group. His name was Bing Busi, a seventh-stage Heaven Battling Realm cultivator.
"Busi, you're not his match. I'll do it," said the leader.
Among all his underlings, Bing Busi was the only one who had received special care from the leader because Bing Busi was both strong and intelligent. The leader would have died during a certain past incident if it wasn't for Bing Busi's help.
"Leader, why don't we figure out who he is first? There are people out there that we can't afford to offend," suggested Bing Busi.
The leader thought about it and asked, "Who are you exactly?"
As a second-stage Heaven Battling Realm cultivator, Xiang Shaoyun had defeated a sixth-stage Heaven Battling Realm cultivator with one hit. It was obvious this person had a rather powerful background. Perhaps he was even an ancient cultivator merely hiding his strength.
"You'll know who I am after submitting to me. All of you may come at me together," said Xiang Shaoyun.
He had decided to subdue this group of bandits. He needed more than puppets. Thus, he wanted to make them yield instead of using his curse on them. It was time he grew the Ziling Sect. After saying what he had to say, Xiang Shaoyun stepped forth. He did not intend to waste more time than necessary.
"Then let me see just what you're capable of," said the leader. As he narrowed his eyes, he rode forth on his three-eyed wolf.
As he rode out, the three-eyed wolf opened all three of its eyes. A beam of light instantly shot toward Xiang Shaoyun. That beam of light had the ability to seal the movement of an enemy. The moment one was hit, one would be trapped and become a lamb waiting for slaughter.
One ought to admit that the bandit leader was truly a cautious person. Even with his impressive combat strength, he never underestimated any opponent. The moment he attacked, he used a trump card capable of ending the battle.
What Xiang Shaoyun noticed first was the leader's own attack. A terrifying saber ray was released from the leader's saber, a ray that transformed into a massive sand saber of despair. It was as though the saber was a reflection of the Desert of Despair, allowing one to experience the despair of thirst in a desert.
Saber of Despair!
This was the dao the bandit leader had comprehended all by himself. He was once hunted and forced into the Desert of Despair. Carrying his dying body, he searched for a chance of survival. After crawling in the desert for nine days and nine nights, he finally found a spring. There, he recovered and comprehended the Saber of Despair. From then on, he renamed himself Despair. His power of despair could provoke the most primal sense of despair in any opponent, causing his opponent to turn helpless from fear alone.
However, Xiang Shaoyun was someone with incredible willpower. As someone who had survived death and had tempered his own body with the Limit Stimulation Technique, he faced the sense of despair with indifference. Just as he prepared himself to face the incoming ray, the wolf shot a beam of light at him.
By the time Xiang Shaoyun noticed the beam, he could no longer avoid it. His divine dao eyes flickered as two beams of light shot out from his eyes, blocking the incoming beam. Right at that moment, Despair's saber ray arrived before him. The attack could kill even a Great Saint. No ordinary person could survive such an attack.
After shifting his focus to deal with the wolf's beam attack, how could Xiang Shaoyun deal with the incoming ray attack? With his incredible senses, he did not even need to look at the incoming ray attack. Just from the undulations in the air, he sensed the ray's trajectory. Without any hesitation, he threw a punch at the incoming ray.
Havoc Dance, Havoc Punch!
Havoc Dance was a technique Xiang Shaoyun had created long ago. It was a technique capable of countering an opponent's attack by sensing the attack's weak point.
The fist slammed into the saber ray, shattering it into pieces. He took the chance to take several steps back, giving off an impression that he had been pushed back by Despair. Only Despair himself knew that both his and the wolf's attacks had been countered. This was a combination that had never failed him, one that had slain numerous opponents stronger than him. Thus, he was greatly alarmed when it failed against Xiang Shaoyun.
After seeing that he had successfully pushed Xiang Shaoyun back, he followed the momentum of his berserk saber and pushed forward, unleashing numerous saber rays that filled the area with sand. Visibility in the area dropped as his saber rays all shot toward Xiang Shaoyun's vitals.
An aura of despair flooded the air as the saber rays cut through space itself. As for the surrounding bandits, they had long retreated far away from the battleground. Their leader was too terrifying. None of them wanted to be accidentally hit by a stray attack.
Xiang Shaoyun could sense that Despair was actually strong enough to contend against Great Saints. In fact, Despair did not seem much weaker than Lei Wuqing. This bandit person was actually a battle addict!
"I'll let you have a taste of my new technique," said Xiang Shaoyun as his battle intent soared. As he brandished both his arms, two completely different energies flowed out of his arms.
Sandstorm of Despair!