Ling Tian Sword God-Chapter 793 - 791: The Third Matchless Monster?_1

What seemed like a fleeting moment, as swift as lightning, actually held immense significance. At this critical juncture, every second counted, and no mistakes could be afforded.

WHOOSH!

The remaining two hundred and fifty Swordsmen scattered, leaving Ling Chen exposed in the middle.

Ling Chen gave a cold laugh and stuck to one Swordsman's back like a shadow. THUMP! That Swordsman fell, not at Ling Chen's hand, but at the hands of other Swordsmen. The violent shockwave sent Ling Chen flying, yet it propelled him to the back of another Swordsman.

One by one, the Swordsmen fell. If they possessed Spiritual Wisdom, they would have certainly felt aggrieved by their deaths.

"Blazing Meteor!"

The Swordsmen all scattered. Ling Chen, finding no cover, pointed his sword at the two nearest Swordsmen. The meteor-like Sword Light ignored the distance, instantly sending them flying and crashing into three or four Swordsmen behind them who were preparing to launch a new round of attacks.

BANG!

The shockwave spread wantonly, accompanied by fierce sword qi flying in all directions, relentlessly slicing through the entire area.

"How is that possible? He's already reached the ninth level, and he's still pushing forward!"

In the True Dragon Pavilion, a young prodigy couldn't help exclaiming in surprise.

"Could he be trying to break through the ninth level?"

"Impossible! For the past five hundred years, only two people have managed to break through the ninth level: the Taibai Sword Immortal and Empress Yunyao. Could he become the third?"

"Impossible, he definitely can't make it through."

Everyone began to discuss Ling Chen's chances, not believing he could succeed.

"How is this possible? He's actually advanced to the ninth level?"

Ye Ming, Yuwen Jie, and the others were also utterly shocked. Ling Yin had previously been narrowly defeated at the eighth level, earning her the tenth rank on the Green History Wall. Now that Ling Chen had reached the ninth level, a top-ten finish was assured, and even a top-five position was highly probable.

However, they hadn't considered the possibility of Ling Chen breaking through the ninth level, as they all believed it to be impossible. After all, to date, only the Taibai Sword Immortal and Empress Yunyao had ever cleared all nine levels.

Despite this, Ling Chen's current achievement was already quite astounding.

「At this time, within the world of the Green History Wall.」

The ninth level is truly perilous, fraught with deadly traps at every step.

Ling Chen had never pushed himself this hard. Facing the encirclement of numerous Swordsmen, his essence, vitality, and spirit remained in their Peak State. He didn't dare to relax even for a moment or let his guard down. He knew that the slightest lapse in attention would result in him being dismembered, with no doubt whatsoever.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Sword Lights crisscrossed, weaving into a net. Ling Chen was like an insect caught in the web, struggling with all his might, seeking a sliver of hope for survival. Meanwhile, the surrounding Swordsmen were like spiders on the web, attacking Ling Chen relentlessly in groups of three to five, spinning their silk and laying down Heaven's Net.

By this point, the time consumed by the ninth level equaled the sum of the previous six levels combined, and more than half of the Swordsmen's willpower manifestations still remained.

"Blue Lotus Capture!"

Ling Chen executed the most powerful sword technique he had mastered, which was also currently the strongest sword technique in the Green Lotus Sword Song. He sent dozens of Swordsmen flying but couldn't kill them, as even more Swordsmen closed in from both sides with fierce sword qi.

SWOOSH!

Without hesitation, Ling Chen shot backward into the air. Reversing his True Element, his body plummeted rapidly as if it were a mountain pulled by gravity. BANG! BANG! BANG! Like fireworks exploding, over a dozen streams of sword qi collided in the sky above, creating a perilous crisis.

Have I reached my limit?

Ling Chen was in dire straits. His abilities were already pushed beyond their usual limits, yet the dangers only multiplied. If killing on the eighth level was considered relatively easy, then on the ninth level, every kill consumed two, or even three to four times more stamina. Here, the line between killing and being killed was razor-thin.

BANG!

Stepping on the shoulder of a Swordsman passing beneath him, Ling Chen twisted his body, spinning with the Swordsman's form like a whirlwind. Then, with a hook of his left foot, his opponent was involuntarily flung away, only to be sliced into four pieces by three streams of sword qi.

A significant amount of time had passed, stirring up a massive commotion outside.

"When will this end? Is he planning to clear all the levels?"

"It is said that ten years ago, Empress Yunyao spent half a day on the ninth level before clearing it. This just shows how terrifyingly difficult the ninth level is. Nearly half a day has passed now! Does this mean this young man could follow in Empress Yunyao's footsteps?"

Astonished and tongue-tied, the crowd's expressions grew grim. Those among them who had challenged the Ten Thousand Years Green History Wall knew very well what the ninth level entailed.

With each preceding level, although the number of willpower manifestations doubled, it was still within manageable limits. But upon reaching the ninth level, the difficulty escalated beyond a simple twofold increase. It was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Each additional opponent was an agony, and an increase of one hundred twenty-eight was sheer Despair.

Ye Ming, Yuwen Jie, and Dong Yaotian had all challenged the Green History Wall, but ultimately, all had been defeated at the sixth level. Aside from the Taibai Sword Immortal and Empress Yunyao, they didn't believe anyone could clear the ninth level. But now, Ling Chen's emergence could potentially shatter this rule.

"Terrifying. I never thought Brother Ling Chen could make it this far," Shen Qianlang exhaled heavily. When she had brought Ling Chen here, she had thought Ling Chen would, at most, leave his name and rank within the top one hundred. After all, in the vast Nine Provinces Land, she had witnessed far too many astonishingly brilliant geniuses; Ling Chen wouldn't have seemed exceptional among them.

She had never imagined Ling Chen could reach this stage.

"Empress Yunyao is already a peerless, monstrous talent comparable to the Taibai Sword Immortal. If another genius of this caliber were to appear, this era would inevitably ascend to new heights, becoming one of the rarest golden ages in all of history." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Theoretically, a genius of the Taibai Sword Immortal's caliber should only emerge once every five hundred years. With Empress Yunyao having already appeared, theoretically, no other genius of this level should arise. Yet, Ling Chen's appearance threatened to break this pattern.

In her heart, she didn't actually believe Ling Chen could successfully clear all the levels. She didn't believe this world could produce two peerless, monstrously talented geniuses simultaneously. Although such monstrous talents, before fully maturing, couldn't compare to those world-renowned heroes, with their aptitude, their future accomplishments were merely a matter of time.

"The one hundred and fortieth one!"

Slaughter, endless Slaughter!

Ling Chen had never experienced such a ferocious battle. This fight pushed him to one limit after another. His nerves were stretched taut like steel wires, threatening to snap at any moment. He knew he couldn't even think of taking a breath. It was as if he had been holding his breath throughout the entire battle; if he let it out, it would truly be over. He would be utterly defeated in an instant.

At that moment, he greatly admired the Taibai Sword Immortal and Empress Yunyao. For those two to have cleared the ninth level, their aptitude must have been terrifyingly profound. Overcoming challenges beyond their level was as easy as eating and drinking for them, simplified to the extreme.