Chapter 305: 305 The sword array was an extremely ancient and complex martial arts system in Huaxia, with very stringent requirements for practitioners. One not only needed sufficient understanding of the sword but also immense spiritual power. The swordsmanship of the sword array had been lost for a long time. By chance, Ou Mufeng obtained a partial copy of the sword array, which was originally supposed to be a third-level array capable of controlling dozens of flying swords, but unfortunately, it was only a fragment. Ou Mufeng spent decades deducing it and only managed to complete part of it. After years of hard practice and honing his skills, Ou Mufeng deciphered the secrets of the sword array and brought this long-lost sword array back to Huaxia’s ancient martial world. The power exerted by each sword in the array was almost equivalent to the full strength of the user, meaning Ou Mufeng, who mastered the Four Gods Sword Formation, was enough to match the power of four mid-divinity transformation realm experts. However, there was simply no other mid-divinity expert in this world. Therefore, he was a living legend in the ancient martial world, even the Yanhuang Chairman Long Ting was somewhat inferior to him. Invincibility was synonymous with him. Though estranged from battle formations for a long time, the strength he gained from rigorous training at the tower was far superior to his last encounter with Long Ting. Even if Yanhuang launched another full-scale attack on Langya Mountain, Ou Mufeng would still not fear it! But who could have imagined that Fang Jueyu could also use a sword array and immediately wielded hundreds of flying swords! It felt like you had trained tirelessly for a hundred years to master an unrivaled martial skill, only to find that everyone possessed it upon stepping into the secular world to champion the weak and uphold justice. What kind of depressing feeling was this? Only a fourth-level or higher sword array could control hundreds of flying swords. It took Ou Mufeng over thirty years to completely master even a second-level sword array. Did he have a master guiding him? And how could a twenty-year-old possess such tremendous spiritual power! Fine, your martial arts level is high, and your spiritual power strong, but over a hundred swords, each one an innate weapon, while the entire ancient martial world scarcely possessed a hundred innate weapons. Where did they come from? Little did he know that within Xiao Yi’s storage space lay a mountain of weapons, nearly uncountable. His ancestors who studied the artifact refining technique were not merely a few, and these innate weapons were considered nothing more than futile practice tools, worthless in their eyes! Ou Mufeng was speechless, gazing at the overwhelming sword array, his limbs slightly trembling. Even having lived beyond two hundred years and seen tremendous storms and waves, this was something he had truly never witnessed. “No, he was merely at the innate realm. No matter how strong the sword array, he might not be my match!” Ou Mufeng pushed aside his unwilling emotions. The gap in their realms was vast, so great that even martial skills couldn’t bridge it, so he hadn’t lost yet! Capturing this so-called ancient martial figure alive might allow them not only to menace Yanhuang but also give him a chance to gain high-level sword array training blueprints and his great secret from Fang Jueyu! With this thought, a deep greed and excitement appeared in his eyes, and the phantom images of the four gods hovering overhead became clearer. “Watch how I break your sword array!” A roar echoed in the void, as four treasure swords, accompanied by the ferocious beasts’ phantoms, surged toward Fang Jueyu’s overwhelming sword array. “Hmph, ignorance!” Fang Jueyu sneered coldly. Although merely mid-Hidden Elementers, even masters of the Heavenly Human Realm might not withstand him. The remaining gap was entirely compensated for by this fourth-level sword array. “Great Thousand Sword Formation!” With a flick of his finger, Fang Jueyu, like a general commanding thousands of troops, ordered the hundred-plus flying swords to strangle Ou Mufeng. The Four Gods Sword Formation was immensely fierce, and despite Fang Jueyu’s sword array appearing even grander, the sharp Sword Qi continually bombarded the flying swords. Yet it seemed as ants shaking a tree—the attacks capable of crushing a small mountain failed to budge Fang Jueyu’s sword array amidst such turbulent assault. “Enough, that second-level petty sword array of yours should stop showing off in front of me.” Fang Jueyu shook his head; even he underestimated the power of this Great Thousand Sword Formation. “Host, don’t dawdle. Your current spiritual power is barely enough to control the fourth-level sword array, finish him quickly!” Xiao Yi reminded. “Gosh, I almost forgot!” Fang Jueyu nearly fainted from the spiritual power exhaustion when he first learned the Great Thousand Sword Formation. Though much more adept now, prolonged execution remained impossible. Shaking his head, he felt slightly dizzy already. “Great Thousand Sword Formation, Spacetime Annihilation!” Fang Jueyu stopped wasting time. The soaring sword array began radiating pale blue light as if brewing some attack. “Break for me!” “Swish, swish, swish!” Countless sword lights rained down like a meteor shower from the sky. These weren’t merely Sword Qi but also contained an annihilating power. The originally ferocious four-god phantoms were instantly shaken to the brink of collapse, their forms darkening. “Crack!” Ou Mufeng’s four innate weapons broke apart, even shredded to pieces by the dense sword rain. “Body-protecting Sword Light!” Sensing the situation, Ou Mufeng immediately deployed his strongest defensive martial skill, but the golden protective shield covered with cracks in less than five seconds. If Ou Mufeng were so wretched, others stood no chance. The martial artists still with the Ancient Martial Association shrieked shortly, as Fang Jueyu refrained from killing, only injuring, promising the Chief to preserve Huaxia’s power. “Crack!” Ou Mufeng’s body-protecting sword light finally shattered. His body was instantly engulfed by the sword light, drenched in blood. “Thud, thud, thud!” Over a hundred flying swords plunged into the ground around Ou Mufeng, seemingly imprisoning him. Fang Jueyu exhaled a breath, swallowing a pill as the energy nearly drained out of him in those brief seconds. After a few breaths, his breathing calmed significantly. Silence enveloped the entire mountain gate, especially for Sun Xinghe, whose face turned ghostly pale. No one expected that the martial artist they revered as a martial legend was so thoroughly defeated. Utterly and totally! “How could this be…” Ou Mufeng sat weakly on the ground, having been defeated in one blow by someone whose name he had never heard. Possessing such a level at twenty was already unheard of, yet also mastering such a formidable sword array! It felt as if they hailed from two utterly incomparable worlds! Ou Mufeng’s century-long renown and pride lay shattered, just like that. “Hey, you lost,” Fang Jueyu said, “Do you find your defeat unbelievable and incomprehensible?” Ou Mufeng weakly lifted his head, gazing at Fang Jueyu with a bewildered expression. Indeed, his defeat was hard to swallow. “Alas!” Fang Jueyu sighed, “I’ve told you many times before. Martial artists should avoid provoking the Immortal cultivators, but you just wouldn’t listen!”   Source: Webnovel.com, updated on N𝘰vgo.co