Volume 4: The Name of the Heavenly Sword Chapter 39: Yin and Yang

  A green dragon's shadowy figure, as if it existed and then disappeared, surrounded Tang An and began to revolve around him. As Tang An's aura rose, the green dragon's shadowy figure became increasingly condensed, and the green dragon itself became more and more real.

  Suddenly, at this moment, the green dragon unexpectedly opened its eyes.

  In the dragon's eyes, two divine lights suddenly shot out from the virtual shadow.

  The dark clouds covering the sky were pierced by this divine light, directly opening up a patch of clear sky.

  A ray of bright light shot down from the sky and shone on Tang An's body

  Around Tang An, a silent but real and chilling murderous aura began to spread gradually.

  "Hehe..."

  Wuji saw Tang An's momentum soaring but suddenly burst out laughing.

  "You're not bad, even if you've taken a wrong path. With this momentum alone, you can be considered a master."

  A loud crash

  Only to see Wuji's body was like a fire, his entire golden aura burst out in an instant, the dazzling light made people dare not look directly. The magnificent golden aura, like the sacred fire of the heavenly realm, surrounded his body, making him look majestic and unparalleled. With a swing of his hand, the white light sword suddenly shot out a blinding beam of light with a "whoosh" sound.

  This is resplendent and dazzling, captivating the heart.

  Golden true yuan flows, white light sword dazzles the eyes.

  At this moment, the young man was like a war god from heaven descending into the world, invincible and divine!

  But Tang An was completely opposite to him.

  A black aura of killing intent swirled around him, with rolling black air entwining his surroundings like the fierce flames of hell. Furthermore, behind him in the void, a ferocious green dragon was occasionally baring its teeth and brandishing its claws, making him appear as if he had emerged from hell itself.

  "Is this your killing sword, Yuanjian? It does look like the real deal. Unfortunately... wrong, it's just wrong." In the golden light, the young man seemed like a war god from ancient mythology. He looked at Tang An, his tone exuding great confidence.

  Tang An looked at the young man in front of him with a cold gaze and said, "If I win you, will these people withdraw and will the Quan Tian Sect stop threatening my parents? Let our family reunite."

  Tang An knew that his journey home would be fraught with difficulties, as the Jun Tian Jiao was a force that the Emperor of Great Yan, Zhao Yuan Hua, feared and respected the most. Of course, he wouldn't let Tang An return home easily. However, Tang An had a compelling reason to return home nonetheless.

  Even if the road ahead is fraught with difficulties and dangers, he said that within ten years, he would return home, even if it kills him.

  Because he had promised himself and also promised Tang's mother, so he must achieve it.

  That young man heard Tang An's words, raised his head, and his eyes were dull and lifeless. He burst out laughing and said: "Of course you think you are who? Do you think my master will come to make things difficult for you? Haha... You overestimate yourself too much. In the Divine Sect, there are many masters, how can it be something you can imagine? However, today, you are my opponent."

  By this time, the young man didn't want to say anything more. He came here for a sword fight, not to waste words.

  He raised his hand, and instantly, the disciples of the Quan Tian Sect began to retreat far away, shrinking to the entrance of the Tang Mansion. The disciples on both sides also retreated a distance, automatically leaving this empty space for the two men to do battle.

  Tang An saw this and also understood that what followed would be an all-out war. Only if they won would there be a need to continue talking.

  Kill

  In an instant, Tang An's black killing sword suddenly surged with energy. With a single step, he flew towards the young man.

  Kill

  That young man's white hair danced wildly, a flash of sword light in his hand, heading towards Tang An.

  With two loud shouts, one white and one black, two sword lights, like two flashes of lightning, rushed towards each other.

  The young man on the right held a white light sword in his hand, and his whole body was shining with golden light. Tang An's right hand grasped a black killing sword, and the rolling black killing intent stuck tightly to his hand, with a fierce killing intent, although it did not flash out dazzling light, but its unique black halo, even more made people's hearts tremble.

  The closer it gets, the more fearful the heart becomes, this sword is so terrifying.

  "That black sword light is so strange, as if it can swallow a person's soul"

  "Boom"

  A brilliant white light sword and a murderous aura sword both tore through the void, colliding fiercely with each other.

  Boom

  A loud and intense impact sounded, like a thunderclap, and the entire Lin'an City heard it. The nearby Juntian Sect disciples with slightly lower strength were instantly shaken, their internal organs severely injured, and some even had blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.

  But the two swords intersected for only a moment, and suddenly, a crack appeared on the swords in their hands.

  Crack

  A faint tremolo sound, the white light sword in the young man's hand suddenly shattered, and the white sword energy began to scatter wildly in all directions. The black killing sword in Tang An's hand also started to shatter into pieces.

  One black and one white, the sword of killing and the sword of life collided, and surprisingly they all shattered.

  The black killing sword energy particles dispersed, mixed with the white living sword energy particles, and instantly exploded into a vast and unmatched energy storm on this battlefield.

  Rumbling

  Two extreme energies mixed together, attacking and entwining each other, suddenly releasing a massive explosion that ravaged the houses on this empty land, the ground was utterly destroyed.

  Two raging storms of energy wreak havoc, thunderous roars lingering on and on.

  The disciples of Jun Tian Jiao suddenly felt the ground shaking beneath their feet, as if the entire world was about to be shattered by these two clashing sword auras.

  The disciples of the Jun Tian Sect who were watching from a distance all felt the ferocity of this energy storm. However, Tang An and Wuji in the center of the energy storm were still fighting each other.

  The ground beneath their feet collapsed, constantly sinking down, and the area they were in, within a radius of ten zhang, all crumbled.

  Countless rocks shot up into the sky, and countless gravel mixed with rainwater began to fall to the ground.

  "Bang bang bang"

  Muddy water mixed with gravel, the sound of falling to the ground, just like a hail storm in the sky. Accompanied by the "rumbling" thunder, plus the raging storm in the air, this world looks like it's already doomsday, making people terrified.

  In the sky, giant rocks were tumbling, countless huge boulders rose into the air as Tang An and that youth clashed. These boulders collided irregularly, mixed with immense power, constantly smashing into the surrounding walls, carving out one massive crater after another.

  "Hiss"

  Tang An and Wuji fought fiercely for a while, but suddenly parted ways, both flying into the sky.

  Standing opposite each other in mid-air

  Wuji coldly stared at Tang An and said: "Your Kill Sword has not successfully merged"

  Tang An also looked at Wuji with a cold gaze: "What you said is right, my killing sword has not been cultivated to the Great Perfection. My killing sword is not perfect, but your life sword is not even a real life sword. Your sword is not pure, even if you are right, it's useless. The intention of your sword and the heart of your sword have conflicted, you were wrong from the start. Even if you temporarily merged with the life sword, unfortunately, you will never be able to cultivate this sword technique to the Great Perfection in the future. Your life sword is only relative life, not absolute life. You are the one who is wrong."

  Wuji's eyebrows furrowed, and it was clear that Tang An's words had struck a sore spot.

  Tang An is right, his swordsmanship is not purely a living sword, but rather one that he has come to understand through the yin-yang code of Ming Ruogu's Two Trigrams and Four Symbols.

  All things are divided into yin and yang, with yin representing death and yang representing life. When yin and yang combine, the cycle of heaven and earth and all things is endless. He couldn't understand how yin and yang interacted and circulated, so he came up with a plan to separately comprehend the principles of yin and yang.

  Alone and unaided, he was born with exceptional talent, and the Extreme Yang Sword Technique was actually grasped by him to the extreme. He forcefully comprehended the birth of the sword, but unfortunately, the path to enlightenment was fraught with difficulties. He wasn't without mistakes, and the price of those mistakes was his eyes, rendering him blind.

  Wuji was touched on the sore spot and adjusted his mood in just a moment.

  His heart was as hard as iron, stubborn to the extreme, otherwise he wouldn't have grasped that ultimate yang technique, and naturally he wouldn't be swayed by Tang An's few words into surrender.

  He snorted, and the sword energy shot out again: "You talk too much nonsense about my sword. Whether it's good or bad, there's no need for you to say more. Even if this sword is wrong, taking it out to kill you is enough."

  "Today, thank you for the sword. Originally, I couldn't understand the way of yin and yang, what it looked like. Today, I'll let you see, this way of yin and yang, the sword of life and death, what it really looks like."

  Wuji let out a loud roar, suddenly using the Yin-Yang Great Method to reverse the true essence of his right hand's Yang Extreme Sword Technique, transferring it to his left hand. Astonishingly, it transformed into an identical sword, but with a completely different color and aura, becoming a killing sword.

  At this moment, he actually held a sword in both hands

  Tang An only saw that his entire body's true yuan had reversed, the golden true yuan force flickered out of existence for an instant, and when it reappeared, it had already turned grayish-white.

  In both of Wuji's hands, a sword appeared in each one.

  His left hand was shrouded in a swirling black aura, resembling a deadly sword, while his right hand radiated brilliant white light, which was the same vital energy sword from earlier.

  The law of yin and yang, the sword of life and death, are now all in his hands.

  Black and white, those clearly opposing colors, appeared simultaneously in one person's hand, making everyone who saw it feel extremely eerie.

  Tang An looked at these two swords, each representing yin and yang, but suddenly burst out laughing. This laughter was somewhat manic.

  Wuji looked at Tang An coldly, unaware of what he was laughing about.

  His two hands, one left and one right, held two swords that were clearly black and white. His original head of white hair had also turned half black, becoming a yin-yang hairstyle that made him look like a fusion of god and demon.

  He has been practicing the art of combining yin and yang for nearly ten years, during which he tried countless times but couldn't manage to merge the energies of yin and yang into one.

  The harmony of yin and yang is easy to talk about, but it's really too difficult to achieve. Under the vast sky, even his master Ming Ruogu couldn't do it, and could only choose to separate these two to practice.

  At this moment, Wujin suddenly made a false move in mid-air and rose into the air. The black and white sword lights shot up to the sky and stabbed straight at Tang An.

  The sword light fills the sky and flies freely, filling every inch of space, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.