Chapter 828 — Proud Steeds and Carved Chariots, Fragrance Filling the Road
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 5
The sword light moved, and it was like an ocean, like moonlight pouring down into the sea, each wave a leaping silver scale. And in that moment Li Zheng was in high spirits, like an emperor seated in a carved chariot drawn by proud steeds, roaming the seas and putting down rebellions across the four quarters.
The second stance of the Sword Diagram: Sword Drawn for Emperor Kai.
"East wind in the night unfurls a thousand trees of blossom!
" His sword path spread out in waves; he was imagining the scene of Emperor Kai putting down rebellion, as though that emperor had met his foe and risen from his carved chariot to pacify the four directions with his sword. "And further blows down the stars like rain!
Proud steeds, carved chariots, fragrance filling the road.
Phoenix flutes sound, the jade vessel's light turns, all night the fish-dragons dance! " The sword light was like scales, like fish-dragons dancing in a vast ocean of swords. Shen Mu had learned the move Sword Drawn for Emperor Kai as well, yet the same sword move, performed by his hand and by Li Zheng's, was an utterly different artistic realm. And the move performed by the Li Zheng of old and by the Li Zheng of now was likewise an utterly different artistic realm. When the Li Zheng of old performed this move, mountains and rivers remained but the heart was vast and lost; he looked left and right, and the old kingdom was gone, its people no longer in their old garb. There was a bleak desolation, a mourning for fallen heroes, a mourning for bygone years.
But now Li Zheng's sword brought to mind a young emperor putting down rebellion in all four directions — free, unrestrained, wild; the passion of a young hero, a high spirit rarely seen! Different heart, different circumstances, and so a different sword path.
He had once died; the Li Zheng who had returned from death seemed to have become a youth again, filled with a young man's vigor and resolve.
His sword path too swept away the sorrow and tragic grandeur of those years, replaced by a youth's ambition and striving, brimming with heroic feeling.
The demigods of the Northern Supreme Emperor's Heavenly Court surged in and perished in the sword light.
Li Zheng was like a young emperor standing on his carved chariot, cutting down one invading champion after another. His sword path was transforming, growing sharper, more proactive, adapting to the era of Jingping's reforms, leading the era of reform!
He walked at the very forefront of his age!
"Fine swordsmanship!
Worthy of the master who trained Shen Overlord Body! " From afar came a heavy voice.
Blade light flared; a single slash split the road between life and death, cleaving waves and parting breakers, breaking open the ocean of swords and cutting down many of the Supreme Emperor's demigods, throwing them into confusion.
Luo Wushuang, the One-Armed Divine Blade, came riding his momentum, breaking through the Sword Diagram all along the way, his blade cutting at the young emperor on the carved chariot, and he cried in a long voice, "Jingping Sword God, the Overlord Body learned his swordsmanship from you. I will kill you first, then kill him!
" His body had turned to Void more severely still, yet he was, after all, the foremost divine blade of the Outer Heavenly Court; his strength was still terrifying. He had entered the Dao through the blade and reached a fearsome attainment in blade arts.
Li Zheng's sword light shifted and became the Supreme Emperor's Kalpa Stirring; the ocean of swords surged, furious waves splitting the long sky, as he clashed head-on with Luo Wushuang.