Supreme Cultivation Chapter 233 - 232: Battle of Shackles

Chapter 233: Chapter 232: Battle of Shackles

Shadow Secret Technique: Calamity!

Without any flourish, he ignored everyone else and instantly dashed toward Ye Fan. This was the power of the Shadow Stream Master, the power of Calamity. To kill with a single step!

Ye Fan was directing the battle when he felt an enormous murderous intent lock onto him. He had not let his guard down for a mont. He knew his assailant was the terrifying Shadow Stream Master, who had beco the Ninja God of Japan a century ago. He had been on guard this entire ti, and now, his true opponent had finally appeared.

Ye Fan parried a blow from the Shadow Stream Master, and the two sprang apart, putting distance between them.

"Shadow Stream Master! Why attack my manor and disrupt my wedding?" Ye Fan shouted.

The Shadow Stream Master replied, "I heard you look down on our Ninjutsu, so today, I will show you what true despair is!"

"If you wish to challenge , why not send a formal challenge?" Ye Fan demanded.

Martial artists followed a code. If soone wished to issue a challenge, there were proper procedures to follow, but the Shadow Stream Master had ignored them.

The Shadow Stream Master sneered, "Why bother with a formal challenge for a clown? I want to see if the so-called King of Heaven is a dragon or a worm!"

"Shadow Secret Technique: Ghost Slash!"

The Shadow Stream Master attacked with incredible speed. Displaying the pinnacle of Ninjutsu, he appeared before Ye Fan in the blink of an eye, his hand striking for his neck. The pressure he exerted was imnse, enough to instill terror and despair.

Ye Fan quickly raised his palm to block the move. Unfortunately, the Shadow Stream Master’s techniques were a flurry of continuous strikes. Just as Ye Fan blocked one move, the master had already launched another, aiming his fingers for Ye Fan’s eyes. Ye Fan used Dragon Claw Hand to fend off the strike, but the Shadow Stream Master followed up with a kick. Unable to defend, Ye Fan could only retreat rapidly. Then, the Shadow Stream Master spun a full three hundred sixty degrees, every move aid at Ye Fan’s vital points. However, Ye Fan’s ability to neutralize attacks was extraordinary. He countered each move, successfully blocking the Shadow Stream Master’s offensive.

In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged over twenty moves.

Both n stood silently. Ye Fan was breaking out in a cold sweat. Although he wasn’t injured, he had been entirely on the defensive during the exchange. The Shadow Stream Master had held the absolute initiative from the very beginning.

"Not bad, not bad at all," the Shadow Stream Master said. "To block my casual attacks, you truly deserve the title of King of Heaven. However, even as the King of Heaven, you are only at the peak of the King Level. The power of an Emperor is sothing you can never touch. Now, let

show you the power of the Emperor Level! You are worthy of

making a real move!"

The Shadow Stream Master slowly drew his katana.

Ye Fan’s expression turned grave. He knew the Shadow Stream Master was at his most powerful with the katana in his hands, yet he himself was without a suitable weapon.

Under the moonlight, the glint of the katana flashed in Ye Fan’s eyes, and he instinctively shut them. At that very mont, the Shadow Stream Master struck.

"Shadow Secret Technique: Instant Prison Shadow Kill!"

When Ye Fan opened his eyes again, the Shadow Stream Master’s katana was already before his face.

"So fast!"

Ye Fan dodged frantically, but a spray of blood erupted from his body. After the strike, the sound of dripping could be heard. He clutched his wound, his face twisted in agony.

The Shadow Stream Master said, "You react quickly, but you’re not faster than my blade!"

No sooner had he spoken than he launched another assault. Ye Fan had no choice but to et the attack defensively. With his katana, the Shadow Stream Master was an incredibly difficult foe. Ye Fan was already strong, but he was still rely at the peak of the King Level, a step away from the Emperor Level. Without truly reaching the Emperor Level, he lacked the power to contend with such an opponent.

The Shadow Stream Master swung his katana at will. With each strike, Ye Fan was forced to defend, often paying the price with another deep wound. Beneath the moonlight, as the eerie katana fell again, Ye Fan rolled away to escape. The Shadow Stream Master charged him once more.

"Take the sword!" a loud shout rang out.

Ye Fan hurriedly turned to see the Great Elder of the Yan Clan looking at him, a long black sword in hand. The Great Elder then tossed the black sword over. Ye Fan caught it and imdiately felt its weight. It was imasurably heavy.

CLANG!

The instant the black sword collided with the Shadow Stream Master’s katana, a dazzling light burst forth. The Shadow Stream Master’s arm went numb, and he retreated hastily, only to see that a notch had been chipped from his beloved katana.

He was instantly enraged. This was his favorite weapon, Blade Calamity! This blade had accompanied him from childhood through his rise to fa. It was indispensable to his earning the title of Ninja God of Japan. Even after his retirent, this katana had beco legendary. Who could have imagined it would be notched by such an unremarkable black sword?

Looking at the black sword in his hand, Ye Fan said in shock, "Is this sword made from Star Sky Iron Stone?"

Indeed, only Star Sky Iron Stone could be this hard. No wonder it’s so heavy. The Yan Clan’s weapons are truly incredible, full of surprises. I once saw the top-secret archives of the Divine Dragon, which recorded the descent of Star Sky Iron Stone. A thousand years ago, it had fallen in the bustling Great Tang. I just never expected that the Yan Clan would use it to forge a Divine Sword. To think they forged it into such an ugly black sword... He was speechless. For now, though, this ugly black sword was his best hope for survival.

At this mont, Alice arrived. She hurried over and asked, "Great Elder, why aren’t you helping Yezi fight him?"

The Great Elder explained with a grave expression, "Holy Daughter, it’s not that I won’t help, but this is his crucible. If he defeats the Shadow Stream Master, he might break through to the Emperor Level. Otherwise, how could a man who is rely at the King Level be worthy of your love!

"Therefore, he must face this alone!" the Great Elder stated with righteous conviction.

Hearing this, Alice fell silent, her beautiful eyes fixed on Ye Fan’s intense battle, filled with anxiety and complex emotions.

The Shadow Stream Master shouted, "Even with a Divine Weapon, you won’t escape death!"

He leaped into the air, spiraling three hundred and sixty degrees before chopping down at Ye Fan. His aim was simple: to cleave Ye Fan in two.

Ye Fan held the black sword horizontally and charged forward.

CLASH!

The two weapons collided. The impact made Ye Fan’s arms go numb. He felt as if they would break, but he persisted. As for the Shadow Stream Master, his katana was renowned for its speed, accuracy, and ferocity—qualities ill-suited for such powerful, direct clashes. The force of the impact fractured his wrist. Blood dripped from it, a ghastly sight.

"Impossible!" He slashed down wildly, exchanging more than twenty blows with Ye Fan. After the final exchange, Ye Fan suddenly gathered all his strength and cleaved downward.

CLANG!

The katana shattered.

The mont it broke, Ye Fan lunged. Before the Shadow Stream Master’s astonished eyes, the black sword slashed upward, carving a deep gash across his body.

The Shadow Stream Master stared in rage and disbelief. This outco was horrifying. He never imagined that Ye Fan could turn defeat into victory.