Clang!
Sword Qi enveloped her body, slicing through skin, about to rend Zhu Mingyu’s delicate figure to pieces, when a finger appeared from nowhere, like a towering mountain across the heavens, steadily blocking Shunyu Cultivator’s hundred killing moves in an instant.
Boom!
The Inner Scenic Land, swaying and teetering, as if drowning in a vast ocean, erupted once more with deafening thunder!
Zhu Mingyu’s delicate body, closest to the chaos, trembled violently, her face turned pale, nearly spurting blood from her seven orifices.
Even Bai Qi, far away from the battlefield, couldn’t help but twitch his eyelids, confronted with a ferocious wind despite being two to three miles away, truly an alarming disturbance.
He focused intently, peering into the distance, the earth appeared as though struck by a massive shell, creating a large crater, with sand and dirt erupting to the skies, like a gigantic curtain rising, spreading outwards in all directions.
At least four or five yards high!
The momentum was so great, it nearly obscured the sky!
The dispersing air currents whistled sharply, forming visible ripples that pushed outward wave after wave, containing terrifying power capable of crushing refined steel effortlessly.
"When did the Meridian Sword Sect’s true lineage decline to bullying women?"
A deep, resonant voice quietly slipped into Shunyu Cultivator’s ears, each word weighed heavily, like mighty hammers striking, tightening the face of the Sword Sect’s true lineage.
"Zhao Pijiang..."
Shunyu Cultivator gritted his teeth, calling out the name.
"Shunyu Cultivator, ten years in seclusion and your swordsmanship has hardly progressed, far from reaching Kou Qiuyue’s level."
Vast emptiness intertwined with divine brilliance, spirits inflamed, merging to form an indistinct yet formidable figure.
With long hair cascading over shoulders, wearing a golden crown, broad shoulders like mountains and peaks, he exuded an unparalleled heroic spirit.
"Ten years ago, you were beaten by Senior Brother Kou until you were muddled, constantly calling ’Daoist’, never daring to call by name, unlike your current defiant posture."
Shunyu Cultivator sneered:
"Now that he’s deceased, you dare present yourself as an evenly matched opponent, whom are you pretending for?"
Everyone knows Kou Qiuyue achieved Divine Techniques ahead of Zhao Pijiang, purely in terms of cultivation speed, ranking among the top five in the Red County Divine Land.
As such, this Grand General, who exuded pressure over Celestial Water Prefecture, was never able to gain much from Meridian Sword Sect’s Kou Daozi, even suffering losses several times.
Now, with Shunyu Cultivator revisiting old tales, it was tantamount to a public humiliation.
"No wonder my adoptive father says, you sword cultivators, no part of you is tougher than your lips."
Zhao Pijiang was not angered, his divine spirit crossed the void from Celestial Water Prefecture to Yihai Prefecture, appearing in the Void Inner Scenic Land, consuming considerable effort.
No need to waste stature by contending with a Sword Sect true lineage who was insignificant over a decade ago.
"Considering Yan Xin’s regard, I won’t punish your grave offense against me, let this matter be, clear the path."
Shunyu Cultivator’s body surged with sword Qi, piercing the heavens with increasingly intense sharpness, raising his eyebrow, he coldly smiled:
"Punish? Your paramour colluded with the Four Reversals Demon Sect, if it reaches Dragon Court, who knows how the Emperor might mete out punishment."
Though Zhao Pijiang’s countenance was blurred, his commanding presence remained undiminished:
"How could His Majesty punish this Grand General over such trifling rumors of no consequence. Words will not be repeated thrice, Shunyu Cultivator, this Grand General is merely lenient towards the Meridian Sword Sect’s remaining sparse disciples."
Shunyu Cultivator lowered his eyes, as if weighing options, after a moment of silence, this Sword Sect true lineage bared a toothy grin, and chuckled softly:
"When I was an Inner Sect Disciple, I asked Senior Brother Kou, what is it that we Sword Sect seek.
Senior Brother Kou laughed in reply, not turning back until hitting a wall, and not giving up till death at the Yellow Springs!
Since words will not be repeated thrice, I ask you Divine Power Giant, test my sword, if you dare!"
Sword Light followed words, the former rising, the latter falling.
Even without Divine Soldiers, Shunyu Cultivator wished to test his mettle against the Divine Power Giant’s might!
What he cultivated, the "Twelve Techniques of Astonishing Devastation," was the collection of all Heaven and Earth’s myriad Metal Attributes, thereby condensing the twelve divine intentions of "Break," "Destroy," "Absolute," "Kill," "Exterminate," "Massacre," "Strike," "Void," "Space" to forge an almighty and peerless sword intent!
In ten years of seclusion, Shunyu Cultivator penetrated the transformations of "Destroy," "Absolute," "Kill," "Exterminate," transforming initially fatal murderous intent into harmonious circularity, akin to Elixir Pills nurtured within the body.
Once comprehended "Break," "Strike," he could advance further, preparing to break through the Divine Power Secret Realm.
Initially, he intended to use Ninghai Zen, regarded as life’s greatest adversary, as a whetstone to refine himself.
"What a pity, Ninghai Zen, you don’t have this fortune..."
Chunyu Cultivator’s right palm radiated an extremely brilliant sword light, and in the vast void, densely packed blood-colored characters resembling dragons and snakes twisted, all imbued with the meaning of "extinction," "absolute," "execution," and "kill."
Bang bang bang bang bang ——
Sword Qi filled the sky like spring rain, turning the once filthy and impure Inner Scenic Land into a place brimming with vitality and freshness, pleasant and revitalizing.
It offered the tranquil leisure of sitting alone in a small building, quietly listening to the sound of rain, causing Zhu Mingyu’s gaze to blur slightly, as if enchanted.
"Death to the extreme, life to the end! Excellent swordsmanship!"
Zhao Pijiang’s eyes flashed with a strange light, Chunyu Cultivator’s sword was worthy of notice, deserving of praise.
Then, he gently spread his five fingers, as if pulling to collapse the sky, accompanied by low, muffled thunderous sounds, the vast and expansive Inner Scenic Land instantly became cramped and congested!
This Grand General of Celestial Water Prefecture’s palm astonishingly encompassed the surrounding void, aiming to grasp Chunyu Cultivator in its palm!
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"These divine power giants are truly unfathomable!"
Silently lurking in the corner, Bai Qi, while observing the battlefield situation, activated the Sword Nurturing Skill, using the [Sword Monarch’s Twelve Hates] Dao seed, striving to chew over and comprehend the previously learned "Three Saints Sword" and "Emperor’s Leave Yuanji Sword", and then fed it to the Nanming Li Fire.
"Ugh, Qilang, I’m going to burst..."
The Divine Weapon, nurtured by the Sword Sect, hummed and sang loudly, an irrepressible, blazing, and domineering sharpness flowed from the blade, whose overwhelming might almost made Bai Qi lose grip and let it fly off.
"No wonder everyone craves Profound Mysterious Divine Soldiers! If these Divine Weapons are so, then what of the Profound Mysterious Divine Soldiers formed by the Great Dao!"
Clasping the Nanming Li Fire, Bai Qi’s robe billowed and his black hair fluttered, a baseless arrogance emerged as if looking down on the world, filled with contempt, yearning to shout:
"I have a sword that can move mountains, cut rivers, overturn seas, vanquish demons, subdue monsters, command gods... Forget it, saying too much might provoke Heaven to strike me down with lightning, that’s not worth it."
Bai Qilang silently endured, the [Sword Monarch’s Twelve Hates] Dao seed listened to the sword’s song, observed the sword’s form, the [Nine Oxen and Two Tigers] Dao seed enhanced the body, increased strength, the [Yellow Springs] Dao seed washed the soul, cleansed thoughts... Profound Mystery Ink Talisman shone brilliantly, all skills merged into him.
He was like a tautly drawn bow, waiting for the moment Master mentioned, waiting for the moment to swing his sword.
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"Zhao Pijiang’s skills are indeed not small."
Chen Xing sighed.
"Chunyu Cultivator isn’t lacking either."
Chen Yin watched the seemingly real yet illusory sword lights evolving from the techniques:
"He is a divine power seed. If you don’t act, he’ll die here."
Chen Xing sighed softly:
"Without the Withered Revive Wood segment, letting Yan Xin the old thief have no true transmission is more beneficial, the Meridian Sword Sect wouldn’t want to be cut piece by piece by Zhao Pijiang’s dull knife.
This sect leader’s whole life, most troubled by fighting and killing, yet helplessly, it’s beyond my control."
This was Chen Xing’s first time referring to himself as "sect leader."
His robe lightly fluttered, Qi Blood True Gang surged and transformed into substantial crimson flame streams, rapidly expanding, becoming like a fiery cloud burning across miles, scales and claws vividly alive, with nine flame dragons rolling and turning within.
Zhao Pijiang’s probing large hand suddenly retracted, his vague face revealing dignified eyes:
"Chi Yang Sect Leader! Nine Fire Flame Dragon! Truly caught a big one this time!"
This Grand General of Celestial Water Prefecture, his voice unusually serious, flicked Chunyu Cultivator away, his eyes spanned thousands of miles, distantly locking onto Chen Xing, who had set up a formation.
"It is said that you are the only living divine power giant who escaped from the joint hands of the Prince and the Emperor’s Palace Sect Leader.
Divine Capital Simurgh Platform, and the Observatory Tower, all list you among Red County Divine Land’s top ten immortal seeds."
Chen Xing scratched his head, he’d been a Martial Arts Hall teacher for over a decade by the Nu Yun River, his fame long behind that of White Sun Chen Yin and Qingyang Chen Du.
The astonishing feats that sounded earth-shattering were all done in youth’s fervor.
Now Chen Xing cultivated virtue, restrained arrogance, and cooled the killing intent, thus spoke calmly:
"Xiaozhao, seeing as you speak so well, this sect leader will go easy, aiming to kill you with just three punches."