Demon Lord's Reincarnation

Sword intent was something Ren has never encountered before. Based on the reaction of the people who seem to know what it was, Sword intent should be a big deal. If he wanted to learn more about it all Ren needed to do was ask his past incarnations, in fact, the original incarnation should be the most knowledgeable being besides the ORIGIN when it comes to anything related to battle. Still, Ren decided to do none of that and simply experience Mo Feng's sword intent first hand and learn from that.

Mo Feng slashed down at Ren with his sword intent. Ren did not evade as he lifted the sword in his hands to block the attack. To Ren's surprise, he was actually pushed back a bit by this attack. It felt like the sword in Mo Feng's hand could cut everything and anything in existence.

Mo Sheng who was watching at the back had his eyes wide open, it really was sword intent. A twenty-four-year-old at the early foundation establishment realm with the initial stages of sword intent, the word genius could not begin to describe Mo Feng.

'For as long as he survives and becomes stronger, it seems the raise of my Mo Clan will be inevitable... Still, is that enough to even harm Ren?'

Mo Sheng couldn't help but frown as he looked at the smiling monster known as Ren. He had just met him yesterday and their interactions have been sparse. The most time they have spent in each other's company was when he fought Ren. Still, Mo Sheng had acquired a basic understanding of Ren. This monster of a mortal was someone that could shrug a full-powered attack of a Nascent Soul Realm expert. He was also someone that enjoyed the thrill of battle. He was growing stronger at an alarming rate, in fact, even now Mo Sheng could feel the Qi in Ren's body was continuously growing. It was like his very existence was meant for the fight.

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Mo Feng knew that even now Ren was suppressing his strength to match his, but that should change now. Mo Feng was extremely confident in his abilities, his sword intent was created by his own understanding of the way of the sword. A sword was meant to cut and in the hands of a true swordsman, there was nothing that his sword could not be cut.

The sword that Ren was holding was slowly being cut by Mo Feng's sword or to be more precise his sword intent. It took but a bit more effort and Ren's sword was cleanly cut in half. As Mo Feng's sword was about to slice through Ren's shoulder, Ren didn't bother to evade it as he took the attack head-on.

Mo Feng's sword had cut Ren's shoulder a little bit as blood started to flow out. Seeing this everyone thought that Mo Feng stopped his attack, but that wasn't the case. Mo Feng was surprised, he was truly trying to cut Ren's shoulder to prove his victory was beyond doubt, but he wasn't able to.

"That was interesting, now I have some understanding of what Sword Intent is, this is truly some interesting ability. Allow me to show you what I understood."

When Mo Feng and the other people present heard what Ren said they were rather interested as to what insights he got from receiving Mo Feng's attack that had his Sword Intent. Still, no matter how good he was no one can just magically learn Sword Intent on the spot. As everyone had that similar thought in their minds they suddenly felt an oppressive aura overwhelming them.

'No need to be shocked this is just his basic aura.' At the moment they thought that the people watching suddenly saw that their hands and legs have been sliced off their bodies, they could not even find their missing limbs. The weaker ones felt a pain that they have never felt before.

"AAAAAHHHHH!!! Why did you attack us as well?!!!!"

"No, not my hands!!!"

"NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO, this isn't real, this isn't real, this is just a nightmare. I need to wake, I need to wake up, please let me wake up, let me f*cking wake-up!"

"How cant this be?!!! I've become a disabled person!"

"I don't care who you are, it doesn't matter if you're stronger than me, it doesn't matter if I no longer have hands or legs but I need to kill you!!!"

"There's no point in living like this..."

As many were feeling anger, despair, fear, and many more colorful emotions, the more powerful elders were still able to see through what happened. The limbs of the people of the clan weren't sliced off their bodies as they were in actuality still attached to their bodies, they were just experiencing the effects of Ren's sword intent. In fact, even though they knew that Ren didn't really slice off their limbs even the powerful elders like Mo Sheng the Ancestor of the Clan felt extreme pain as if he was being cut by a thousand swords. The weaker ones even puked out blood as they fainted.

Now that was what the people watching were feeling even though they weren't really the target of Ren's Sword Intent, Mo Sheng could not even imagine what was happening to Mo Feng.

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Mo Feng who had received the full brunt of Ren's Sword Intent felt like millions of tiny swords had penetrated into his skin. He had even seen the world changing before his eyes. He was no longer in the Southern Training Hall of the Mo Clan, instead, he was on a battlefield full of blood and dead bodies.

At a distance, he saw an army of knights on horseback drawing their longswords. The equipment of this army was like something you would see in ancient paintings of the battlefield between humans and Gods. Mo Feng then heard the sound of a war horn. The mighty warriors on horseback charged at him with longswords at hand.

Mo Feng could not move a single inch as the knights on horseback came near him. The longswords of the Knights pierced him in every inch of his body. He felt so much pain that he almost fainted but he held on and did not fall, trying his best to calm his mind. He felt that everything he was seeing right now was nothing more than an illusion, he wasn't truly being pierced by thousands of longswords.

As he calmed his mind the illusion of the battlefield slowly dispersed from his sight, but he was mentally drained and was now panting. Ren's Sword Intent was vastly different from his. The Sword Intent he had comprehended was simply that of the sword as a weapon to cut what was in front of him. On the other hand, the Sword Intent that Ren comprehended was that of war, death, and many other things that Mo Feng could not comprehend. The path of the sword that Ren had was different and much farther away from his own path.

As Mo Feng's sight was clearing and he was finally seeing the reality before him he saw Ren's smiling face in a weird angle. It took him a few seconds before he realized that he was on the ground staring upwards looking at Ren who had his broken sword pointed at Mo Feng's neck.