Chapter 1217: Unnamed Sword's Might

"Nameless... Sword!"

"It's the Sword Monarch's sword!"

From the spectator stands and various corners of the Eastern Divine Region, countless exclamations rang out.

Yun Che's pupils constricted. The moment the Nameless Sword was unsheathed, his previous sense of unease instantly transformed into an aura of death, unprecedentedly intense. This feeling clearly told Yun Che that this sword could easily take his life.

Jun Xilei's hands gripped the bronze-colored hilt together. Even so, the hilt still trembled violently, as if trying to break free. And within the hilt, no sword blade could be seen, only emptiness. It seemed this "Nameless Sword" existed only as a hilt.

Yet, the aura that stretched every nerve in his body to its limit told him just how terrifying this sword was.

In the spectator stands, countless powerful individuals stood up, some showing shock, others frowning deeply. Only those at the pinnacle of the God Realm truly understood the power of the Nameless Sword. They were also well aware that this sword was definitely not something Jun Xilei, at her level of power, could wield. The consequences of forcibly wielding it would be incredibly dire.

"Leier... Stop! Stop!!"

Jun Wuming was utterly aghast. Reason prevented him from barging onto the Conferred God Stage, but his entire aura became noticeably chaotic—because he, more than anyone, knew what the consequences would be if Jun Xilei forcibly used the Nameless Sword at this moment.

The Nameless Sword was the Sword Monarch's sword, and it would only be passed down to Jun Xilei. The reason he made Jun Xilei carry the Nameless Sword on her person, day and night, was to help her bond with it sooner, allowing her to wield it as early as possible.

However, that should only happen after Jun Xilei reached the Divine Master Realm!

If Jun Xilei were to forcibly use it now... at best, her talent would be severely damaged; at worst, her body would be crippled, or she might even die!

Jun Xilei, however, turned a deaf ear. Her eyes were dark and resolute, her lips tightly bitten. Then, a mist of blood suddenly sprayed out, falling onto the Nameless Sword.

Immediately, the sword's trembling and struggling began to slow, then stopped. Stained with the blood mist, a section of a translucent sword blade flickered faintly, appearing and disappearing.

"..." Yun Che's brows furrowed deeply, and he gripped the Heaven Smiting Sword tightly with both hands. He could sense that what Jun Xilei sprayed was not ordinary blood mist, but clearly her essence blood!

"Leier!!" Jun Wuming was utterly horrified. Jun Xilei was his only successor. His dwindling lifespan also meant he couldn't find another suitable successor. Jun Xilei was not only his sole disciple but also the only successor of the Sword Monarch lineage. If Jun Xilei were to perish here, it would mean the extinction of the Sword Monarch lineage!

"She... is she mad?" Shui Yinghen exclaimed in shock. As the son of the Glazed Light Realm King, he naturally knew what the Nameless Sword truly was. Forcibly unsheathing it and then offering essence blood without hesitation—how much hatred and madness did it take to do something like that!

"...It seems, to her, dignity is more important than life, even more important than her own sword dao talent." Shui Yingyue took a slight breath, her eyes filled with an unreadable complexity. She had met Jun Xilei a few times and felt that she was an extremely aloof person, but she never expected her to be so utterly resolute.

Perhaps her sword dao cultivation reaching its current level at such a young age had a lot to do with her temperament.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred.

Jun Wuming suddenly moved like a hawk swooping from the sky, directly towards the Conferred God Stage.

Venerable Quhui had been closely monitoring Jun Wuming's aura, but subconsciously, he didn't believe Jun Wuming would intervene. After all, he was the Sword Monarch, the most senior figure in the entire Eastern Divine Region, whose experience was as vast as the sky, and whose temperament was as steady as a towering mountain. Moreover, he had witnessed the most sessions of the Profound God Convention and knew better than anyone how serious it was to interfere with a Conferred God Battle.

But he still made his move.

Venerable Quhui also acted instantly, intercepting Jun Wuming. Facing someone of Jun Wuming's stature, his demeanor naturally couldn't be overly stern. He said slowly, "Senior Sword Monarch, no matter what happens on the Conferred God Stage, as long as it's not a malicious violation, no one is allowed to intervene."

"I concede this battle on behalf of my unworthy disciple. Let me take her away!" Jun Wuming said with a heavy tone.

"Only they themselves can concede!" Venerable Quhui said solemnly.

Jun Xilei's essence blood spread across the Nameless Sword, and its might expanded, but Jun Wuming's heart was rapidly sinking. His brows furrowed, and he suddenly struck, a wave of energy sweeping forward.

When the Sword Monarch acts, it is no small matter. The sky above the Conferred God Stage area was as if a doomsday storm had suddenly descended. In an instant, the sky shook and clouds shifted. Under the aftershocks, many cultivators in the spectator stands were sent flying far away with screams, as if struck by ten thousand mountains.

The isolating barrier of the Conferred God Stage also sank significantly, narrowly avoiding shattering.

Although Venerable Quhui was strong, how could he be the Sword Monarch's opponent? He was instantly thrown far back. Just as Jun Wuming was about to rush towards Jun Xilei, a long sigh echoed in his ears.

"Alas."

In an instant, the storm dissipated, and everything returned to calm. The catastrophic energy surge was as if a mere illusory bubble. Before Jun Wuming, an old man in grey robes appeared, with a flowing black beard and eyes like clear water. He simply stood before Jun Wuming, yet it was as if a sky-supporting mountain range stretched before him, making it impossible for him to advance even an inch.

The Eternal Heaven God Emperor!

"Sword Monarch, this old man fully understands your urgency, but this is the Conferred God Battle. You should know that no one has ever been allowed to desecrate the Conferred God Battle," the Eternal Heaven God Emperor said slowly.

He indeed understood Jun Wuming's impulsive actions. If he were Jun Wuming, he might have made the same move. However, this was the Eternal Heaven God Realm, and this was the Conferred God Battle.

"Don't stop me!" Jun Wuming's face was grim, his entire body's sword energy restless. "I have only this one disciple! The Sword Monarch has only this one successor! Once I take her away... I will account for it to the Eternal Heaven Realm in the future!"

"This is her choice," the Eternal Heaven God Emperor sighed. "She must also bear the consequences herself! This old man permits you to verbally dissuade her... but you must not intervene! Otherwise, it might severely damage the reputation of your Sword Monarch lineage. Alas."

"Mas... ter..."

Just as Jun Wuming was about to speak, Jun Xilei's voice suddenly came from below.

Her voice was exceptionally pained, as if every word required her entire will: "Your... dis... graceful... disciple..."

"But... if Master... forcibly stops me..."

"Your disciple... will... resent you forever..."

Yun Che: "..."

Those utterly resolute words stunned everyone. Jun Wuming froze there, his gaze trembling...

"Leier... You... You..."

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had seemingly never truly understood this disciple, in whom he had invested all his efforts and hopes.

"..." Yun Che's brows furrowed deeply, his spirit taut. All his profound energy was fully mobilized... This woman was simply insane!

Jun Xilei slowly raised her arms, and a sword might descended like a shroud from the sky, firmly suppressing and locking onto every trace of Yun Che's aura. Even after sacrificing essence blood, Jun Xilei could not unleash even a thousandth of the Nameless Sword's true power.

But the Nameless Sword was the Sword Monarch's sword. Even a tiny fraction of its divine power was far beyond what Yun Che, at his level, could withstand.

Jun Xilei's profound energy and sword energy forcibly converged, and under the sword's aura, her injuries were also forcibly suppressed. Although her internal injuries were severe, she hadn't consumed too much profound energy. In her current state, if she went all out, she could unleash three sword strikes.

Three strikes were enough to kill Yun Che three times over!

The chaotic sword energy around Jun Wuming slowly dissipated. His old eyes grew clouded, and his entire body was filled with an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

Watching Jun Xilei raise the Nameless Sword, Jun Wuming had clearly given up on forcibly stopping her. Mu Bingyun could no longer remain calm. She stood up and urgently cried, "Yun Che, that's the Sword Monarch's sword! You can't possibly defend against it, you..."

Jun Xilei's words were utterly resolute, making it impossible for her to stop. Mu Bingyun wanted Yun Che to immediately leave the Conferred God Stage... but she understood Yun Che's temperament. Asking him to flee in disarray, to admit defeat on his own, was utterly impossible.

Even if he knew his life was in danger.

In this regard, he and Jun Xilei were actually very similar.

As expected, facing Mu Bingyun's warning, Yun Che simply held the Heaven Smiting Sword horizontally before him. Golden flames furiously burned around him, and the Golden Crow Flame Spirit also flew down from the sky, floating in front of Yun Che.

It was clear he intended to directly confront the might of the Nameless Sword, without the slightest hint of retreat.

"Yun Che!" Mu Bingyun cried out urgently, but she could no longer say anything else.

If Yun Che was determined to do this, no one could stop him, just as no one could stop Jun Xilei at this moment.

"He's going to... forcibly resist the Nameless Sword?" Shui Yinghen exclaimed.

"Yun Che comes from the lower realms and hasn't been in the God Realm for long. He probably doesn't know how terrifying the Nameless Sword is. If he forces it, he might... die." Shui Yingyue whispered. She glanced at Shui Meiyin, only to find her face deathly pale, her legs pressed together, and her small hands tightly gripping the hem of her skirt.

She had never seen Shui Meiyin so nervous.

"Hmph, even if he knows, he probably won't run. That boy, at his core, is also very arrogant. He even dared to publicly retaliate against Luo Chang'an with such vicious methods. Speaking of which, he's quite a match for this little girl, Jun Xilei." Shui Qianheng frowned slightly, a hint of worry flashing deep within his pupils.

Shui Yingyue: "..."

The Conferred God Stage was deathly silent. All auras seemed drawn by an irresistible force, surging madly towards the Nameless Sword.

At this moment, a trace of aura subtly stirred. In everyone's constricted pupils, the Nameless Sword slashed down vertically.

"Yun Che!!"

"Brother Yun!!"

Overlapping roars erupted from the seats of the Snow Song Realm and the Burning Moon Realm, but they couldn't reach Yun Che's ears, because the moment the Nameless Sword slashed down, everything on the Conferred God Stage was completely overwhelmed by the sword's might...

Jun Xilei could never truly wield the Nameless Sword. Even at the cost of everything, she could only unleash the most basic sword energy.

But that was the sword energy of the Nameless Sword!

Although it was merely an invisible sword energy, Yun Che felt as if a bottomless abyss was descending upon him. Beneath the abyss, his own strength and impending struggles seemed incredibly insignificant.

He gritted his teeth, his body rapidly retreating. The Golden Crow Flame Spirit let out an angry cry, dancing with golden flames that filled the sky, directly meeting the Nameless Sword energy.

BOOM!!

The muffled roar lasted only for the briefest of moments. The golden flames, not yet fully unleashed, were completely extinguished, as if wiped directly from existence. At this point, the Nameless Sword energy collided with the Golden Crow Flame Spirit...

In an instant, the Golden Crow Flame Spirit was pierced through, letting out a shriek as it disintegrated in mid-air, fragmented flames scattering.

And at that moment, the retreating Yun Che had already gathered all his profound energy, stopping his body. Then, enveloped in golden flames burning like a blazing sun, amidst countless throat-ripping screams, he actively rushed towards the terrifyingly powerful Nameless Sword energy.

"World Extinguishing Slash!!"

"No!!!" Shui Meiyin's face turned pale with fright, letting out a cry like weeping blood... but she could only watch helplessly as Yun Che, completely engulfed in golden flames, collided with the Nameless Sword energy.

A muffled roar echoed through every corner of the Eternal Heaven Realm. The Conferred God Stage violently cracked, a fissure tearing almost instantly to the edge of the stage.

Exploding golden flames spread directly to the sky, yet vanished at an incredibly fast pace. From the rapidly fading golden flames, the Heaven Smiting Sword flew far away, and a figure was also flung horizontally, like a broken blood bag, scattering a large amount of blood rain in the air.

Upon landing, he dragged a long, crimson bloodline across the Conferred God Stage.

"Yun Che!!"

In the Snow Song Realm's seating area, everyone's faces instantly turned deathly pale, filled with utter horror.

Jun Xilei knelt on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of foamy blood, the sleeves of her arms completely stained red with blood. With this sword strike, her injuries undoubtedly worsened again, but she felt no pain... yet also no expected satisfaction.

She raised her head and looked forward... In the distance, a completely blood-stained figure slowly stood up.

A shocking bloodstain extended from Yun Che's left shoulder all the way to his right ribs. Several streams of blood gushed out like fountains...

Yet it had not pierced through his body.

Yun Che's face twisted in pain. His numb right arm slowly lifted, pressing against the bloody gash on his chest. A faint blue light flickered, and Ice Cloud condensed, forcibly freezing the wound.

He knew well that the Dragon God's Marrow had saved his life once more.

Otherwise, his body would have been cut in half by the Nameless Sword energy just now, with absolutely no chance of survival!

Jun Xilei's gaze was cold and stagnant. Everyone in the spectator stands was dumbfounded, unable to recover for a long time... They were not shocked by the power of the Nameless Sword energy, but by the fact that...

Yun Che had actually taken it... and taken it head-on!