This is the terrifying power of sword intent, and it was also the first time that Henry Grant truly made a move.
“Use the Peak Experience Card!”
Without any hesitation, Henry Grant used the Peak Experience Card. Instantly, he felt his previously weakened body fill with immense energy. His vitality recovered bit by bit, and his strength increased little by little.
In almost the span of a single breath, Henry Grant had already returned to the peak of his former self.
Fortunately, with the effect of the Aptitude Enhancement Card, he was also extremely familiar with his predecessor’s martial arts. At this moment, even the slightest unfamiliarity quickly became seamless.
“Boom!”
Everyone felt an even more terrifying aura surging from Henry Grant. The sky shook violently, as if it were boiling water.
Henry Grant didn’t make a single move; just the release of his own aura caused the world to tremble, sand and stones flying everywhere.
The immense pressure descended, shocking countless experts.
“So this is a Dao Realm expert?”
Everyone present, whether from the Taichu Sect or the Transcendence Realm experts of the Feixian Sect, felt an unimaginable pressure—far surpassing the level that the sword fanatic Ethan Stone had just unleashed at full power.
“How is it possible that he can still display such strength!” Jason Harris’s eyes flashed with shock. He had brought Ethan Stone here under the pretense of a friendly match, all to force out Henry Grant’s weakness.
Within the Taichu Sect, he certainly couldn’t do anything to a weakened Henry Grant, but as long as Henry Grant’s frail state was exposed, it was certain that countless people would rush forward, eager to take Henry Grant’s head.
As the saying goes, even a fierce tiger can’t withstand a pack of wolves, let alone a wounded old tiger.
At that point, their Feixian Sect could sit back and watch the tigers fight, suppressing the momentum of the Taichu Sect without lifting a finger.
Before the Taichu Sect’s rise due to Henry Grant, their Feixian Sect had been the leader of the righteous path. How could they be willing to hand over the title of number one in the world so easily?
He could say with certainty that he had obtained complete intelligence: even if Henry Grant wasn’t dead, he was definitely gravely injured and unable to fight.
Yet now, his confidence was shaken.
Chapter 8: Without a Single Move, the Sword Fanatic Is Defeated
Henry Grant’s terrifying sword intent was unleashed without restraint. He had only a quarter of an hour, and only this one Peak Experience Card. Since that was the case, he had to make the most of it.
If he was going to put on a show, he’d make it a big one!
“Ethan Stone, are you afraid to swing your sword? Just now you swore you’d hone your blade, didn’t you?”
Henry Grant shouted, his terrifying true essence boiling. Even though it wasn’t directed at them, just enduring the aftershocks made those present feel an almost irresistible urge to kneel.
Only those above the Transcendence Realm could withstand it a bit better, but even they quietly raised their own auras to resist the pressure of this sword intent.
Everyone saw Ethan Stone raise his treasured sword high, the terrifying sword energy soaring dozens of meters, as if it could split the world. Yet, he was unable to strike.
They could clearly see Ethan Stone’s arms trembling slightly, and the sword energy flickered like a candle in the wind, growing dim and bright by turns.
“Ha!”
Ethan Stone shouted, his true essence surging once more as he tried to gather his sword energy and unleash the strike.
This sword—the fourteenth form of the Feixian Sword—was his own innovation, built upon the sword techniques left by the ancestral founder.
In terms of swordsmanship alone, he believed he could challenge the Sword Saint of the East Sea, the number one swordsman of the age.
“How terrifying! Is this the power of the Dao Realm? Just by relying on his own aura, he’s suppressing a top expert like the sword fanatic so much that he can’t even make a move!” an elder said in shock. In fact, it was also his first time witnessing a Dao Realm expert in action.
To the world, the peak of the Transcendence Realm was already the height of mastery.
But as for the Dao Realm, that was a land immortal, a being transcending the mundane, impossible to judge by ordinary standards.
“It’s simply hopeless. Even a peak Transcendence Realm expert can’t unleash a single sword strike before a Dao Realm master. What’s the point of such a challenge?”
“Maybe that’s what a god is—aloof and indifferent, not caring whether mortals are foolish or clever. Any challenge is a joke!” someone sighed.
Henry Grant took another step in midair, and in an instant, wild winds swept across the world.
More and more people screamed inwardly. None of them had expected today’s battle to turn out like this.
The sword fanatic Ethan Stone, who claimed he would challenge the Sword Saint of the East Sea, was actually forced by Henry Grant’s aura to the point where he couldn’t even make a move.
At this moment, someone recalled what Henry Grant had said earlier: if Ethan Stone could force him to draw his sword, it would count as his loss.
At first, everyone thought Henry Grant planned to use other means to fight Ethan Stone, since Ethan Stone was insistent. After all, their sect master Henry Grant had once been ranked among the top ten famous swords, but his offensive methods had never been limited to swordsmanship alone.