I'm Actually a Cultivation Bigshot

11:Sword Demon Is Here!

The disciples of the Wanjian Immortal Sect looked up at the strange vision in the sky and exclaimed excitedly.

“Sect Master’s had a breakthrough!”

“He has reached the Out of Aperture realm! There are lower chances of us losing when fighting the Sword Demon tomorrow!”

“A breakthrough the night before the duel! God bless us!”

From the lowest to highest, the different realms of cultivation were Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Golden Core, Yuan Ying, Out of Aperture, Distraction, Combination, Cross Tribulation, and Mahayana.

Only a cultivator at the realm of Yuan Ying and above would be considered strong and powerful enough to lead a sect. Most that ranked above Yuan Ying were monsters that rarely came out.

Throughout the night, an oppressive air lingered above the Wanjian Immortal Sect, making it difficult to breathe. The elderly man stood stationary, transfixed in the same spot with his body upright, looking like a longsword from afar.

At the first ray of sunlight, a black shadow descended from the sky.

“A last-minute breakthrough! Interesting! Wanjian Immortal Sect, Bai Wuchen, your name’s worthy to be remembered by Deity.”

The Sword Demon...had arrived!

Sizz!

It was as if the black sword in the ground had been summoned. It rose into the sky and lingered at the feet of the Sword Demon.

With a solemn expression, Bai Wuchen raised his hand to unsheathe the longsword from his back and flew into the sky toward his opponent. He did not seem confident. Though he had a last-minute breakthrough, his chances of winning were still slim.

“Imperial Flying Sword, Moon Style!”

Bai Wuchen stood on the longsword with his feet. Instantly, he was transformed into an arch, exuding strong Sword Qi. It was as if the sky was a big white sheet, powerfully split by Bai Wuchen launching toward the Sword Demon.

A glint of excitement flashed through the Sword Demon’s eyes. He used his fingers as a sword and pointed toward the sky. Following his gesture, a gigantic phantom sword appeared behind him, exuding a destructive aura that pierced through the air. Even the disciples who watched from afar could feel the sharp pain on their cheeks.

“Cut the air!”

The two opposing Sword Intent crashed into one another, swirling the Qi in the air and blasting like a clap of muffled thunder.

The disciples that watched the duel could not keep up with their speedy movements. All they could see was constant flashing in the sky with countless Sword Intents piercing through the air, damaging the surrounding trees and mountains.

The fight did not last for long. Loud laughter was heard coming from the Sword Demon, as the Fallen Demon Sword under his feet emitted a layer of black smoke, viciously engulfing and dominating Bai Wuchen.

Sizz!

The Autumn Water Sword in his hand broke into two and a scar appeared on his chest. The wound was turning black...

“Argh!”

Bai Wuchen spat out a mouthful of blood. His body fell from mid-air. As he was falling, a paper scroll fell out from his pocket, free-falling with him.

“Hahaha! My swordsmanship is truly undefeatable! I’ll destroy the Wanjian Immortal Sect today!” the Sword Demon declared proudly.

Bai Wuchen’s face turned pale. He looked at the scroll and said bitterly, “What a shame. If only I had three more days to study this drawing, I could’ve attained a tenth of the Sword Intent from the drawing and I wouldn’t have been defeated.”