Published: February 26, 2025
Lu Chen, dripping with sweat, after mocking him, manipulated the remaining over a hundred thousand sword auras, crazily launching them towards Xiao Zhang.
The air crackled with energy as the sword auras whistled through the sky, creating a terrifying spectacle. Each aura shimmered with a deadly light, ready to strike.
Xiao Zhang's expression changed dramatically. He never expected Lu Chen to unleash such a fierce attack. Gripping his weapon tightly, he prepared to counter the onslaught.
“Is this all you’ve got, Lu Chen?” he shouted defiantly, attempting to mask his fear with bravado.
But Lu Chen's eyes were cold and unyielding. “You’ll soon find out the difference between us!”
With a wave of his hand, the sword auras accelerated, forming a massive sword formation that surrounded Xiao Zhang completely.
“Let’s see how you escape this!” Lu Chen roared, his voice filled with determination.
Xiao Zhang’s heart raced as he realized the gravity of the situation. With the sword formation closing in, he knew he had to think fast.
Summoning his own divine ability, he unleashed a counterattack, trying to break through the encircling sword auras.
The clash between the two forces created a deafening explosion, shaking the ground beneath them. The power of Lu Chen’s sword formation was overwhelming, pushing Xiao Zhang to his limits.
“Not bad, but it won’t be enough to save you!" Lu Chen taunted, his confidence surging as he saw Xiao Zhang struggling.
As the dust settled, Lu Chen pressed forward, his sword auras relentless. It was a battle of wills, each determined to emerge victorious.
In this moment, the vast primordial chaos around them seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the outcome of this fierce confrontation.
“Kill!!”
Like a mountain, Tan Yun's giant eyes revealed immense killing intent. He forgot the pain, forgot everything, a vast primordial power surged within him. Holding the demon-breaking soul-subduing whip, he had only one thought: to destroy all of Lu Chen's sword auras.
“Bang, bang, bang—”
“Boom, rumble—”
In the moment before, the primordial void that had just healed was destroyed again, along with the ancient sword auras that contained an old aura.
A moment later.
“How could this happen… impossible, this is impossible!”
Lu Chen's incredulous shouts echoed throughout the sword formation. In his line of sight, Tan Yun, covered in blood with shoulder-length white hair, stood in the air, with no sword auras remaining beside him.
As for the demon-breaking soul-subduing whip in Tan Yun's hand, it had also been shattered to pieces, almost extinguished.
Exhausted after using all his means, Lu Chen never expected that Tan Yun would be so powerful.
“There’s nothing impossible in this world.” Tan Yun's expression was terrifyingly indifferent. His towering bloody body, reaching eighty thousand zhang, suddenly shrank to a normal size, and the demon-breaking soul-subduing whip in his right hand also reduced to about a foot long.
The foot-long demon-breaking soul-subduing whip looked like it might shatter at any moment.
As Tan Yun continuously unleashed divine abilities in battle, the ancestral power in his spirit pool was nearly exhausted, feeling extremely fatigued, just like Lu Chen.
Suddenly, it seemed Lu Chen thought of something, sneering, “Xiao Zhang, don’t be complacent. Now is the time for me, Lu Chen, to turn the tide!”
“Buzz—”
Lu Chen flipped his right hand, and a drop of emerald-green liquid appeared out of thin air. An overwhelming and rich ancestral power radiated from it.
Tan Yun stood in the air, his sword-like brows slightly wrinkled.
“Hahaha, ahhahaha!” Lu Chen laughed with unrestrained joy, “Xiao Zhang, you are indeed stronger than me by a tiny bit.”
“You could have won, but unfortunately, I saved this drop of Ancestral Power Elixir I obtained in the Divine Tower until now.”
“As long as I consume this drop of Ancestral Power Elixir, in an instant, my ancestral power will fully recover, and then…”