Chapter 1152: Chapter 1152: Another Confrontation
Everyone was stunned when the Peerless Divine Sword was raised by Xin Swordsman, radiating a shocking celestial fla.
“What the hell kind of godlike move is this? Just two swings, and it ca out like that?”
“This isn’t so fraud; this is truly an Old Immortal!”
Xin Ailian watched her father lift the Peerless Divine Sword, her little face full of joy and surprise.
As the sword’s light and fla soared into the sky, deep within Sword Saint Palace, Kristin, who had been sitting motionless like a dried stone, suddenly opened his eyes and instantly shot upward.
With rely a flicker of his figure, Kristin arrived at the plaza, glanced at Xin Swordsman holding the Peerless Divine Sword, and descended the steps.
As Kristin approached, the Peerless Divine Sword in Xin Swordsman’s hands let out a startling sword cry, struggled free from his grasp, and flew directly toward Kristin.
Kritin didn’t even spare the sword a glance, reaching out to grasp its hilt, holding it in a reverse grip before continuing forward.
However, he did not stop in front of Xin Swordsman; instead, he walked past the sword testing stone straight to Lin Shen.
While everyone speculated that Xin Swordsman might be angered at this interference and act against Kristin, they instead saw Xin Swordsman bow deeply to Lin Shen once he reached him.
The crowd was shocked. Kristin was widely acknowledged as the current supre cosmic warrior; who could deserve such respect from him?
Ignoring the surrounding gazes, Kristin ordered the doors of the Sword Saint Hall to be opened and gestured toward Lin Shen with an inviting movent.
Lin Shen didn’t hesitate and accompanied Kristin into the Sword Saint Hall.
As Kristin passed Xin Swordsman, he softly said, “Co along.”
Kritin led the group into the Sword Saint Hall, had the doors shut, and announced that Sword Saint Palace would be closed today, barring all visitors.
The crowd, ushered out of Sword Saint Palace, began speculating about Lin Shen’s origins, astonished by how Kristin had treated him.
“Lin Shen?” Xin Swordsman had already guessed Lin Shen’s identity and called it outright while looking at Lin Shen inside the hall.
With no outsiders present, Lin Shen stopped concealing himself, erged from his Base Mutation carapace, revealed his true appearance, and said with a smile to Xin Swordsman, “It’s been a while.”
“You… you’re Lin God!” Xin Swordsman hadn’t yet spoken when Xin Ailian beside him burst into excited exclamations, her big eyes brimming with delight.
“Ailian, your father and I ventured out from the mother planet together. If you don’t mind, you can call uncle,” Lin Shen said.
Glancing at her father and seeing him nod slightly, Xin Ailian happily exclaid, “Nephew pays respects to Uncle Lin.”
“I didn’t expect to see you all here. I haven’t prepared anything, but let this little trinket serve as my gift upon eting you,” Lin Shen said, handing an item to Xin Ailian.
Only after her father nodded did Xin Ailian thank Lin Shen again and accept the gift with joy.
“You’re here for the Peerless Divine Skill, aren’t you?” Kristin asked, seeing Lin Shen’s gaze upon him, as he retrieved a book from his chest—a book written by Lin Shen himself, titled *Lin Shen’s Peerless Divine Skill.*
However, instead of handing it over, Kristin smiled and said, “I was planning to return this book to you, but since you helped Xin Swordsman draw my sword, I can only let him borrow it for a while to study first.”
“No matter,” Lin Shen replied casually.
“No need, the sword wasn’t drawn by . Return it to him,” Xin Swordsman declined to accept, shaking his head.
Kritin glanced at Lin Shen, who took the book without hesitation and then turned to Xin Ailian, saying, “Let borrow your communicator for a mont.”
Hearing this, Xin Ailian removed the device from her wrist and handed it to Lin Shen without questioning his intent.
Lin Shen took Xin Ailian’s communicator, opened the book, and photographed all its pages before returning the device to her.
Seeing that Xin Swordsman seed about to speak, Lin Shen smiled and said, “This book will be made public soon; it’ll save you the trouble of searching for it online.”
With that, Lin Shen tossed the book to Long Yue nearby.
Hearing Lin Shen’s words, Xin Swordsman said no more.
“I’ve already thanked you with my bow for sharing your techniques. Now, please engage in a duel with ,” Kristin said to Lin Shen after he had finished settling his affairs.
Lin Shen let out a bitter smile, thinking to himself, “This guy’s personality hasn’t changed one bit.”
“Draw your sword then,” Lin Shen said, knowing that Kristin wouldn’t relent unless he accepted the challenge. He decided not to decline and agreed straightforwardly.
Xin Swordsman took Ailian to one side while Long Yue retreated to another, watching Lin Shen and Kristin face off. They too wanted to know just what realm Lin Shen had reached now.
Kristin held the Peerless Divine Sword, his aura entirely withdrawn to an extre. There was no trace of power emanating from him—he simply stood there, appearing as an ordinary man.
No Sword Intent, no Sword Qi, no sword light; he stood there so casually, with the Peerless Divine Sword in his hand seeming dim and dull, like an ordinary steel sword.
Xin Swordsman’s expression grew solemn. He had thought that in terms of Sword Dao, he was already at least on par with Kristin, but witnessing Kristin standing there today, he realized he was still lacking.
Sword as man, man as sword—Kristin’s Sword Dao had already transcended to the truest realm of “seeing mountains as mountains, seeing water as water,” the state of Man and Sword As One.
On the side, Mai Yue’s face showed astonishnt. Just by standing there, Kristin inspired an unparalleled sense of invincibility, earning the description “Celestial.”
In the next instant, Kristin struck with his sword.
The strike split heaven and earth, as if the entire world was severed by the blade. It felt as though no force in existence could rival this sword strike; even the vast cosmos seed on the verge of being cleaved apart.
One Sword to Open the Universe!
Xin Swordsman’s complexion turned ashen, while Long Yue’s face transford in horror. Imagining themselves in the fight, they found no way to counter the sword—if they had faced it, only death awaited.
The two stared intently at Lin Shen, desperate to see how he would resolve this unparalleled sword strike.
Out of the countless possibilities they considered, none foresaw Lin Shen calmly extending two fingers, lightly pinching the sword between them.
That sword, capable of splitting heaven and earth, was instantly immobilized, unable to move even an inch.
Regardless of how Kristin exerted force, the Peerless Divine Sword seed frozen in place, trapped between Lin Shen’s fingers.
With a subtle twitch of Lin Shen’s fingers, Kristin couldn’t maintain his grip and released his hold on the sword.
A silence as profound as death enveloped the scene!
An absolute and flawless domination had occurred—no intricate technique, just sheer overwhelming strength. Kristin, hailed as the supre cosmic warrior, had been utterly overpowered. A crushing defeat rooted solely in a disparity of attributes.
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