Published: March 8, 2025
Chu Tianfeng could clearly hear that when Ao Tianxing mentioned his son, he was definitely thinking of his son Ao Xieyun, not his other son Ao Qingyun!
The vengeance for a son cannot go unpunished!
So, who is Ao Xieyun's enemy?
Besides the young masters like Ao Qingyun who have already died, who else could it be?
And how did these young masters get such audacity? Where did they get such strong strength? Is it not their fathers who are pushing them forward?
If Ao Tianxing wants revenge, who will he seek it from?
Chu Tianfeng's blood felt almost frozen!
Looking at Ao Tianxing's calm yet cold-as-iron face, he vaguely sensed his elder brother's ruthlessness and coldness. Glancing at Ao Tiankong, who was currently engaged in battle, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. Sixth Brother, if we want to avenge our sons, it’s still not as fierce as Big Brother wanting to avenge his son!
It seems this time, not only will our son die in vain, but it is likely that we brothers will not escape either!
In the arena, Ao Tiankong and Chu Yang had already battled to a point where both felt exhilarated.
When Ao Tiankong swung his sword, it was instantly severed by Chu Yang, turning the long sword into shattered pieces. Yet he immediately drew another long sword, which was also quickly turned into scrap iron by Chu Yang. Astonishingly, Ao Tiankong drew yet another one!
In no time, seven long swords had already been destroyed under Chu Yang's blade, but Ao Tiankong still had swords in hand.
Chu Yang was extremely surprised; he truly could not fathom how this Sixth Master Ao had hidden so many swords on him. However, he grew more and more courageous in battle.
Ever since the Nine Calamity Sword devoured Young Master Wei’s White Crystal Mine, it had not shown any ability to consume objects, as if it was resting.
But this time, the Sword Spirit once again activated the Nine Calamity Sword's devouring power, and even felt a twinge of regret!
If only it had known that Chu Yang would encounter such a severe situation with his divine soul injured, how could the Sword Spirit have controlled the Nine Calamity Sword's devouring power?
It turns out that the Nine Calamity Sword's devouring power was not endless but had stages: once a certain point was reached, the absorbed power had to be completely digested before it could start devouring again.
And Young Master Wei's White Crystal Mine was immensely huge; a single devouring session had almost reached the current saturation point for the Nine Calamity Sword.
If it continued to devour, it could, but when the Nine Calamity Sword fully unified, it would trigger a sword calamity due to the inability to digest in time!
At that time, it would be a matter of tempering the sword with the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!
Although the Nine Calamity Sword would not be destroyed, the experience would cause the Sword Spirit to suffer immensely for several years…
Now, the Sword Spirit was no longer concerned about any potential pain it might endure for years; it hurriedly released the Nine Calamity Sword. Devour! Devour!
The more it devoured, the better!
Ao Tiankong found himself increasingly suffocated. His cultivation level was far higher than Chu King of Hell's. But the opponent's sword was just too sharp!
His swords, while not precious, were not common either. Who would have thought that upon encountering the opponent’s sword, they would instantly turn into scrap iron that had decayed for thousands of years?
Ao Tiankong was known as the Emperor of Ten Thousand Swords: he had always been renowned for his swords, and he had an endless supply of long swords. His most effective technique was to have his sword knocked away by the enemy right at the start, and while the opponent was rejoicing, he would quickly draw another sword for a sudden ambush.
Sometimes he could even wield five swords simultaneously, attacking at once! That was how he earned the title of Emperor of Ten Thousand Swords.
But now, this Emperor of Ten Thousand Swords found himself up against Chu Yang's Nine Calamity Sword, and it was as if a group of small mice had encountered an old cat! One by one, they were not only defeated but consumed!