Published: January 2, 2025
Endless sword energy surged up, and countless wounds instantly appeared on Qin Chen's body. A terrifying sword intent spread out, causing Qin Chen to let out a muffled groan. Half of his body was cut open, and this mist contained a dreadful force of obliteration, aiming to obliterate his physical body.
“Chen!”
Within the Qiankun Creation Jade Dish, You Qianxue and Ji Ruyue shed tears, screaming in agony.
They could see everything happening outside, and their hearts were filled with immense pain.
Boom! Countless black mists spread out, and Zhuge Rulong's fate-defying hand quickly dissipated. With a loud bang, it shattered into pieces and vanished.
What?
Everyone was shocked. What was this black mist?
Even the attacks of the Venerables could be obliterated?
"Hmph?
I want to see where you can run to," Zhuge Rulong coldly snorted, his face darkening as he swept downwards like lightning.
“Zhuge Rulong, stop!”
Qingxue Gu Hua shouted loudly, rushing forward, while Ye Guang Venerable also flew over to stop him, simultaneously shouting at Qin Chen, “Qin Chen, stop! If you go any further, you will die.”
They felt the terrifying nature of this black mist. Even they, the Venerables, felt their hearts tremble. How could a mere Saint Master like Qin Chen resist?
“Hahaha, do you really think this kid will continue to delve deeper into his own death?
It’s just a ploy,” said the Destroying Star Venerable with a cold smile. Boom, he descended, surrounded by stellar power, resisting the black mist as countless sword energies struck him, erupting with starlight.
Moreover, he made his move to capture Qin Chen.
Qin Chen gritted his teeth; he absolutely could not be captured. Once he fell into their hands, he would be fine, but Qianxue and the others would definitely face a tragic end.
He gritted his teeth and crazily rushed towards the depths of the Burial Sword Abyss.
Puff! Puff! Puff! Endless sword energy fell upon him, leaving him covered in wounds. He activated his ancient body, surging with totem power, struggling to resist as he delved deeper into the Burial Sword Abyss.
What was that?
Suddenly, Qin Chen seemed to see a scene slowly emerging at the bottom of the Burial Sword Abyss, where countless geniuses bled, staining the vast cosmic starry sky. A beam of sword light pierced through the darkness, carrying unknown corpses, whether from a long journey or a defeat, a lonely path returning home… That was a desolate and silent image.
Was it an illusion?
Qin Chen widened his eyes as the terrifying sword energy threatened to pierce through his body. His blood became blurred, the sword energy surged into him, causing his organs to tremble.
At a critical moment, the unnamed sword classic within him unleashed a sliver of power, and the unnamed little sword in his heart also trembled, releasing strands of power that eased his physical body, as if protecting something.
Then, he saw other scenes.
Various chaotic eras, various unparalleled swordsmen, various heroes suppressing ancient histories appeared one after another, breaking through the darkness, piercing through eternity.
Was this a scene that once occurred here?
There were tragic beings worthy of songs, their divine forms stunning, unparalleled talents throughout the ages, overlooking the past and future, and there were also heroes stained with blood in the starry sky, unyielding in their demise.
One expert after another seemed to struggle against fate, and there were also mighty lords fighting against the Demon Tribe.
Was that a battle that took place in the Tongtian Sword Pavilion during ancient times?
“This little brat can really run,” said the Destroying Star Venerable coldly, his gaze icy, not expecting Qin Chen to actually delve deeper into the Burial Sword Abyss, making his expression quite unpleasant.
Boom! At this moment, the five Venerables stood proudly in the sky, and at that moment, another aura surged in. A black figure radiating a terrifying aura crossed over and directly descended upon the Burial Sword Abyss.