Hearing Ian Song's words, Princess Claire's expression turned icy cold again. She spat out four words, each one frosty: "Unappreciative of favor!"
Ian wiped the grin off his face and reached out. The Azure Flood-Dragon Sword appeared in his hand, and he said seriously, "I've heard Princess Claire was born with a sword bone and unmatched sword Dao. Today, I really want to see for myself!"
When she saw the Azure Flood-Dragon Sword, a trace of daze flickered across Princess Claire's face.
Godpiercer!
Ian snorted. If she could space out at a time like this, she clearly didn't take him seriously—so he didn't bother being polite and attacked directly.
Godpiercer is the second form of the Heavenbreaker Sword Canon. Its power lies in achieving ultimate speed and an unpredictable, almost supernatural attack trajectory.
With a flash of afterimages, the tip of the Azure Flood-Dragon Sword appeared right between Princess Claire's brows.
"Pfft!"
A layer of icy blue spiritual power automatically sprang up, blocking the Azure Flood-Dragon Sword. At the same time, Princess Claire snapped out of her trance.
"Break!"
A flash of sword light—instantly, the icy blue spiritual power shattered, and the Azure Flood-Dragon Sword kept thrusting at Princess Claire's brow with blistering speed.
"Not bad for a Male Phoenix Line disciple. You've got some skill," Princess Claire sneered, "but in front of me, you're still not worth mentioning!"
Princess Claire's body suddenly floated backward, her right hand flicking through the air in graceful arcs. Each motion sent out a force blast that collided with the Azure Flood-Dragon Sword.
"Ding ding ding ding!"
After dozens of collisions, the power of Godpiercer was almost completely worn away.
Ian was a little surprised, but not disappointed—he hadn't expected this move to hurt her anyway. She was an early Tribulation realm sword monster, and her sword Dao was no joke.
The next moment, Princess Claire floated upward and flicked her fingers. Transparent sword-qi flashed from her fingertips, forming a sword formation that shot toward Ian.
Skyless!
Ian's expression didn't change, but his sword stance shifted—he switched to the first form of the Heavenbreaker Sword Canon.
The Heavenbreaker Sword Canon is an immortal-grade top-tier sword art with nine forms, each carrying its own sword intent and momentum. If Godpiercer is made for sneak attacks, then Skyless is perfect for defense and group battles.
As Ian unleashed the Skyless sword form, a mysterious sword intent spread out, and in that instant, all the upcoming variations of Princess Claire’s sword formation unfolded in his mind’s eye.
The Azure Flood-Dragon Sword swept out in a dazzling arc.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
After thousands of collisions, Princess Claire’s sword formation finally collapsed, not leaving so much as a scratch on Ian Song.
"Still not going to draw your sword?"
Ian looked at Princess Claire and asked.
"You’re not worthy yet!"
Princess Claire gently shook her head, then stepped forward. Instantly, a hundred phantom images of her appeared around Ian, each flicking their fingers to send out sword-qi, forming small sword arrays.
These small arrays merged into a single massive sword formation, sealing the heavens and earth, grinding toward Ian Song.
"If you can break through my Hundred-Flowers Sword Formation, then you’ll be worthy of me drawing my sword!"
Hearing this, Ian focused his gaze—the sword formations really did resemble hundreds of tightly closed flower buds.
The next instant, all the buds bloomed at once, unleashing a terrifying grinding force that crazily tore at Ian’s body. He was sure that if a regular late Fusion expert got caught in here, they’d be shredded to pieces or dust.
Ian’s heart tightened. He drove his immortal yuan force to the limit, resisting the multidirectional pressure while slashing out with the Azure Flood-Dragon Sword.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Sword-qi erupted from the Azure Flood-Dragon Sword, blasting in all directions and clashing brutally with the Hundred-Flowers formation.
Powered by immortal yuan, his sword arts were at least fifty times stronger than before. The surging sword-qi managed to fight the Hundred-Flowers formation to a standstill.
"Combine!"
Seeing this, Princess Claire frowned slightly and formed a hand seal. The Hundred-Flowers formation suddenly scattered, then rapidly reformed into a gigantic sword.
"Slash!"
With a flick of Princess Claire’s slender fingers, the giant sword radiated a terrifying aura of destruction and chopped down at Ian Song.
Ian could have dodged the attack, but he chose not to. Instead, he poured all his immortal yuan force into the Azure Flood-Dragon Sword and swung upward with all his strength.
Boom!
The two swords—one massive, one small—clashed in midair, sending a huge shockwave in all directions. In an instant, the entire pavilion was reduced to dust. As for the people inside, they had already fled when the duel began, so no one else was harmed.
Boom!
The giant sword erupted again, pressing down with even greater force. Even with all his strength, Ian felt he couldn’t hold it back. Veins bulged on his forehead as he strained to resist.
"Is that all you’ve got?"
Princess Claire watched Ian with leisurely indifference, her voice full of mockery and disdain.
"You really think that’s all I can take?"
Ian gave a light snort. A Star Map flared up inside his body, stars glittering and constellations flashing. His flesh erupted with terrifying brute strength, allowing him to forcibly brace against the giant sword’s crushing pressure.
"Body-refinement technique?" Seeing this, Princess Claire finally showed a hint of surprise. "I didn’t expect you to cultivate body-refinement arts to such a level!"
"There’s a lot more you can’t imagine!"
Suddenly, Ian let out a loud shout and unleashed a flurry of slashes with the Azure Flood-Dragon Sword.
Clang! Clang!
After dozens of strikes, the giant sword finally shattered, dissolving into countless motes of spiritual light in the air.
Seeing this, Princess Claire’s expression finally changed. She looked at Ian and slowly said, "You’re worthy of me drawing my true sword."
"Heh, so you’re finally willing to unsheath your sword? I’ve been waiting! Come on!" Ian grinned and beckoned at Princess Claire.
Hmph!
Whoosh!
A heaven-shaking sword cry rang out. A streak of silver-white sword light slashed forth at a speed almost impossible to follow.
Bang!
Ian’s stellar body flared, the Star Map blazing as he pushed the Body of Ten Thousand Stars to its limit, but he still couldn’t block that sword strike.
The sword light smashed into him like a meteor, sending him flying like a cut kite. He crashed through several buildings and rockeries before slamming into a giant tree, which exploded into splinters.
Thud!
Ian barely managed to steady himself, then spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Princess Claire floated in midair, sword in hand, looking down at Ian as if she were a war goddess from the upper heavens. "For you to withstand a single sword from me is already extraordinary. Even ordinary early Tribulation cultivators can rarely survive my blade."
"Is that so?" Ian sneered, activating the Radiance of Life to instantly heal his injuries. The next moment, he shot into the sky and faced Princess Claire again, flashing a strange smile. He growled, "You’re so full of yourself—it’s no wonder the Azureglass Immortal never looked at you that way!"