High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords

The Holy Envoy watched the fighter jet reposition itself in the sky, and an uncontrollable chill crept up his spine.

His Nether River Ship had astonishing defenses, but that was against conventional Spiritual Power attacks.

Faced with this hybrid physical and metaphysical attack, which felt like an assault from a higher dimension, he was completely out of his depth.

"Dive! Dive now!"

The Holy Envoy acted decisively. With a quick change of hand seals, a viscous liquid surged across the surface of the black Ghost Ship.

The entire ship seemed to melt as it rapidly sank into the bottomless sea.

At almost the same time, a system notification popped up on Han Feng’s retina:

[Ding! Detected that the host has perfectly fused Divine Thought and Qi Blood into an external attack, triggering a Sword Dao insight.]

[Congratulations, Host. You have comprehended the prototype of a new Sword Technique: Soul-Burning Sword Aura (Uninitiated 1/100)]

Han Feng’s eyes lit up.

’So the Blood Refining Missile really can create a new Swordsmanship technique! What a pleasant surprise.’

Then, Han Feng watched the blip disappear from his radar and let out a cold laugh.

"Heh, you’re pretty fast."

But he didn’t give chase.

Because the real behemoth could no longer restrain itself.

At the same time the Ghost Ship was diving, the massive Void Sea Demon seemed to receive a do-or-die command.

Its translucent body, as massive as a small mountain, suddenly swelled. Countless tentacles thrashed wildly, sealing off the entire airspace.

Han Feng felt the jet lurch. The surrounding air felt as if it had turned to glue, the resistance instantly increasing tenfold.

’Trying to trap me?’

Han Feng sneered as 2,500 drops of Sword Essence surged madly through his meridians.

"Break!"

The Ghost Fighter’s engine nozzles violently spewed a blue-white exhaust flame—the sign of Spiritual Power overload.

The fighter forcibly broke free of the mire-like bonds, pulled up its nose, and unleashed a hail of machine cannon fire straight at the Sea Demon.

RAT-A-TAT-TAT!

The specialized Energy Burst Bombs, empowered by Sword Qi Release, struck the Sea Demon and exploded into clusters of purple sparks.

But the monster’s Life Force was terrifyingly tenacious.

The moment the wounds appeared, the surrounding space would distort, and they would heal instantly—as if someone had wiped them away with an eraser.

’This thing’s got a few tricks.’

Han Feng narrowed his eyes and activated his [Spiritual Vision] at maximum power.

In his vision, the Sea Demon wasn’t actually healing.

The instant it was attacked, it was instinctively distorting the thin spatial barrier around its body.

’Is it borrowing the spatial laws of the Dragon Abyss Mist Sea?’

Han Feng immediately understood its true nature.

The monster was essentially wearing a nearly invincible suit of Armor made from space itself.

’But let’s see how long you can keep that up.’

Han Feng glanced at his instrument panel. This kind of spatial distortion consumed an immense amount of energy; the light at the Sea Demon’s core was dimming at a visible rate.

The Sea Demon was thoroughly enraged.

’This damned iron fly is as slippery as an eel! I can’t hit it!’

It suddenly stopped its attacks. Its body contracted violently, and all its tentacles retracted back inside.

Its once-massive body instantly shrank by half, transforming into an extremely dense, purple sphere of light.

’Is it winding up for a big one?’

Alarm bells screamed in Han Feng’s mind.

Through his [Spiritual Vision], he could see the monster frantically compressing its Spiritual Energy.

The next second.

The sphere of light violently expanded, and a silent scream radiated outward in all directions from its center.

This was no ordinary sound wave.

It was a pure soul assault!

Within a ten-nautical-mile radius, every living creature felt a tremor originating from the depths of its soul.

Han Feng, who bore the brunt of the attack, felt as if a hundred screaming infants had been stuffed into his brain.

The Tearing sensation was enough to drive a person instantly insane.

In his Sea of Consciousness, the [Three-Inch Heart Sword] was steady as a rock, instantly dissolving the shriek that would have shattered an ordinary person’s Will.

But an idea flashed through his mind in an instant.

’An opportunity!’

’This monster can distort space. If it realizes it can’t win, it’ll probably run. I have to finish it in one go!’

An idea struck Han Feng. He let his body feign an instinctive reaction.

"Warning! High-intensity Spiritual Contamination detected! Pilot’s heart rate is abnormal!"

The fighter’s alarm systems flashed wildly, and the fuselage shook violently in mid-air. As if it had lost control, it began to tumble erratically toward the sea.

This scene was witnessed by different sets of eyes.

Behind the breakwater of Dragon’s Fang Port, Old Zhang and the others who had just been roused watched as their only beacon of hope began to fall. The color that had just returned to their faces instantly drained away, leaving them ashen.

"It’s over..."

"Our plane... is it going to be lost too?"

Despair once again flooded the entire port like a tidal wave.

Meanwhile, deep within the Ghost Ship, the Holy Envoy watched the scene through a Light and Shadow Crystal and let out a crazed roar.

"Hahahahaha! Die! You foolish Mortal!"

"So what if it’s an advanced tin can?

In the face of Mother’s great Spiritual Divine Power, it’s nothing but a fragile toy!"

"Praise the great Weaver! This land will finally be bathed in divine grace!"

He gloated as he watched the fighter fall, as if he could already see the gruesome sight of the pilot bleeding from every orifice, his Divine Soul shattered.

"Mother! Seize this chance! Devour him! Along with his ridiculous iron coffin!"

The Sea Demon received the command.

A trace of "human-like" greed flickered in its inorganic compound eyes.

It deactivated its high-consumption defense of folded space, its massive body transforming into a streak of purple light.

All of its tentacles coalesced into a single, incomparably sharp Bone Spike, thrusting viciously toward the cockpit of the falling fighter jet!