Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques-Chapter 238 - 125: The Power of 10,000 Cauldrons! 1 Blade Strikes, Sheng Yuan Dies! _3

Chapter 238: Chapter 125: The Power of 10,000 Cauldrons! 1 Blade Strikes, Sheng Yuan Dies! _3

"Heart Sword!"

Lu Changsheng was struck by inspiration.

The so-called Heart Sword is, in truth, a sword of the spirit, designed specifically to target the mind.

If one’s spirit is not strong, they will be torn apart by the Heart Sword, instantly losing the ability to fight.

Even someone like Lu Changsheng felt an intense pain in his mind.

But he endured it.

The triple-layered intention’s overlay may not amplify raw power, but its enhancement of mental resilience far surpassed other Divine Power Realm martial artists.

However, as Saint Origin One unleashed the Heart Sword, the stabbing pain in Lu Changsheng’s mind grew sharper.

The Heart Sword was invisible and intangible, completely indefensible—only direct resilience could oppose it.

Even Heaven Heart had no choice but to rely on sheer mental fortitude.

But the refined unity of Heaven Heart’s spirit rendered the Heart Sword incapable of disturbing Heaven Heart’s mental defense.

"Hm, aiming to sever my spirit?"

"Lin!"

In the next instant, Lu Changsheng employed the Nine Words Mantra Secret Technique.

However, this time, Lu Changsheng applied the Nine Words Mantra Secret Technique to himself.

With a resounding shout,

A "Lin" character formed instantly within his mind.

Radiating an infinite golden glow, it shattered the Heart Sword piercing into his mind in an instant.

"A Spiritual Secret Technique?"

Saint Origin One was deeply shocked.

Evidently, he had never imagined that Sword12 would possess a Spiritual Secret Technique.

However, the Nine Words Mantra Secret Technique goes beyond mere spiritual enhancement—it encompasses both spirit and blood vitality.

The mental battle seemed prolonged, but in reality, it lasted only a fleeting moment.

From the silent execution of the Heart Sword by Saint Origin One to Lu Changsheng’s suppression of it using the Nine Words Mantra Secret Technique, it all transpired in an instant.

Meanwhile, Lu Changsheng’s blood-colored saber light remained unaffected, continuing its overwhelming strike towards Saint Origin One.

This strike from Lu Changsheng was nearly without reservation.

Dragon God Transformation, Threefold Waves, plus the overlaying support of three kinds of intention.

At this moment, the power of Lu Changsheng’s saber had already surged beyond 10,000 cauldrons, even reaching 13,000 cauldrons!

Such terrifying power caused Saint Origin One to shiver to his core, even at a distance of several zhang.

"How is this possible?"

Saint Origin One could scarcely believe his eyes.

How could Sword12 possess such overwhelming strength?

Yet, the evidence was undeniable.

"Swish."

At last, Saint Origin One drew his sword.

Although a disciple of the Heart Sword Sect, Saint Origin One’s sword techniques were still exceptionally formidable.

His sword strike once gravely wounded Song Wuqing.

Now, as Saint Origin One drew his sword, a dazzling sword light shot skyward once again.

A dense swarm of sword lights seemed to fill the heavens.

The white sword light and blood-colored saber light completely enveloped the area within several zhang.

Saber and sword, each infused with terrifying intention, collided ferociously.

"Boom."

A deafening explosion rang out.

Lu Changsheng could clearly see his blood-colored saber light, like Mount Tai crashing down, cleaving through Saint Origin One’s sword light with unstoppable force.

"No..."

Saint Origin One widened his eyes, a trace of fear appearing for the first time in his gaze.

He was going to die!

Saint Origin One sensed the presence of death.

That saber light was far too terrifying—he could not withstand it.

No matter how Saint Origin One panicked, the blood-colored saber light ultimately descended, chopping down upon him.

"Sssk."

A faint sound echoed.

Saint Origin One’s body stiffened.

Then, his body exploded into pieces.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere.

Saint Origin One’s form was torn into fragments.

Lu Changsheng’s single strike had completely shattered him into several parts.

Such is the power of 10,000 cauldrons!

Even Saint Origin One could not withstand a single strike of Lu Changsheng’s force.

As the saber fell, Saint Origin One perished!

Silence!

The surroundings were enveloped in deathly stillness.

Saint Origin One was dead.

His head remained intact.

Yet his wide eyes, filled with terror, painted an agonized expression.

Even in death, Saint Origin One seemed unable to believe.

He had actually fallen to Sword12?

Once ranked second on the divine force ranking, now reduced to fragments by a single saber strike—dead without a complete corpse!

Lu Changsheng, meanwhile, appeared calm.

He stood quietly, gazing down at the fragmented remains of Saint Origin One’s body, lost in contemplation.

It seemed he had underestimated the power of 10,000 cauldrons!

Legend has it that 10,000 cauldrons can break through astral light—perhaps this is no exaggeration.

The mighty Saint Origin One, second on the divine force ranking, could not withstand even one strike of 10,000 cauldrons.

Lu Changsheng stepped forward and searched through the scattered remains.

"Hmm?"

To his surprise, Lu Changsheng discovered a manual.

"Heart Sword Technique?"

The Heart Sword Sect’s ultimate and most secret manual—the Heart Sword Technique—Saint Origin One carried it with him.

Lu Changsheng stowed the Heart Sword Technique manual and took hold of Saint Origin One’s severed head before heading back towards Beiling City.