Ling Tian Sword God

Crunch, crunch...

On that giant black hand, the cracks appeared in an instant and spread rapidly, visible to the naked eye, quickly covering the entire black hand, then with a "boom", it abruptly shattered.

"What?"

Witnessing the scene of the giant hand exploding, the faces of numerous powerful figures below suddenly showed expressions of disbelief.

A swirling storm of dust surged, and amidst the dust, a figure slowly emerged.

"How is this possible?"

The face of the Flower Demon, which appeared somewhat alluring, had a hint of shock. This boy actually broke Dao Yi True Immortal’s technique?

This punk isn’t even a mere Saint, right?

"How did he do it?"

The strong figures from various forces stared at Ling Chen as if seeing a ghost. Even replacing them, as powerful as the Fourth Realm or Fifth Level in Saint Path, they couldn’t achieve this.

"Is this guy actually still alive?"

Xuannv likewise gazed incredulously at the blurry figure amidst the dust. She thought Ling Chen was surely doomed, yet unexpectedly, he indeed blocked it, accomplished such a mind-boggling feat, surviving Dao Yi True Immortal’s terrifying assault.

Dao Yi True Immortal’s gaze locked onto Ling Chen’s position. With Ling Chen’s true power, it was impossible to break his technique. There was only one possibility, Ling Chen erupted with power that did not belong to him.

As the dust cleared, Ling Chen’s figure emerged from it, yet his aura had metamorphosed, as if he had become a different person.

"Just as expected!"

Dao Yi True Immortal’s eyes narrowed, at this moment, the aura emanating from Ling Chen was overbearing, profound, commanding... This pressure, like that of a monarch, even he was compelled to submit.

"Which Ancient Emperor’s aura is this?"

His heart shook, and Dao Yi True Immortal’s eyes revealed a hint of dread. This aura couldn’t belong to Ling Chen, but rather to an Ancient Emperor’s aura, and a tremendously powerful emperor at that.

Throughout history, emperors possessing such an aura were few and far between.

"Could it be Emperor Qinling?"

Dao Yi True Immortal was secretly shocked, could this boy have had some fortuitous encounter in the Emperor’s Tomb, acquiring Emperor Qinling’s legacy?

Thinking up to this point, Dao Yi True Immortal furrowed his brows, somewhat apprehensive.

However, at this moment in mid-air, Ling Chen’s thoughts were very clear. He knew well, he only had one chance with his sword. If this sword did not defeat Dao Yi True Immortal, then afterward, he might very possibly be killed by Dao Yi True Immortal!

Without any hesitation, a mighty force surged into the Soul Destroying Sword in his hand, Ling Chen raised the sword high, and a heaven-shaking destructive wave was resolutely unleashed!

Kaboom!

As if drawn by the Soul Destroying Sword, the heavens changed color, storm clouds churned, and above Ling Chen’s head, black thunder clouds gathered. Terrifying bolts of lightning transformed into Thunder Dragons, roaring furiously amidst it.

The Soul Destroying Sword was a first-class Holy Tier Treasure Sword. Reaching this grade of Sacred Object, it possesses the ability to communicate with Heavenly Earth Energy, for the power of the Sacred Object itself had reached its limit. Next, only by mobilizing the Earth’s powers can its full potential be realized.

Amidst the heavy black clouds, there seemed to be a faint image of a destructive sword, successfully condensing, suspended above the sky, ready to strike down at any time.

The black sword shadow had yet to fall, but the sense of destruction had already locked onto Dao Yi True Immortal, not far away.

As if facing a mighty foe, Dao Yi True Immortal’s expression underwent radical change. He raised both hands, and dazzling black light flowed around him. Behind him, strange black light gathered, transforming into a pair of wide black True Qi Light Wings.

"Soul Destroying Strike, go!"

The sharp intent in his eyes solidified like substance. Just as Dao Yi True Immortal’s True Qi Light Wings had just condensed, Ling Chen swung his sword downwards, and the black destructive sword shadow in the void followed suit, aiming straight for Dao Yi True Immortal!

As the destructive sword shadow came down, all major sects’ strong figures in this deep Qinling could feel an awe-inspiring destructive wave, not aimed at them, yet it engulfed the entire realm, shaking their souls.

"What kind of monstrous power is hidden within this kid’s body?"

At Desolate Fire City, each figure like Saint Qian Yan and Elder Xi was aghast. Earlier, had Ling Chen used this method against them, they would have perished long ago. Fortunately, in the Emperor’s Tomb, they didn’t force Ling Chen into a corner, otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The destructive sword shadow descended from above, under the astounded gazes of the crowd, slashing violently at Dao Yi True Immortal’s body, even though he managed to flicker away repeatedly with his black wings, ultimately, he was struck. However, at the moment of impact, Dao Yi True Immortal’s black True Qi Light Wings shielded his body, protecting it entirely.

Bam!

At the instant of being struck, Dao Yi True Immortal’s body shot through the air like a meteor, crashing fiercely into the majestic mountains, shaking the very space of deep Qinling.

Watching Dao Yi True Immortal get slashed away by a sword, each of the super sects’ strong figures had a look of disbelief in their eyes. That was a high-rank Saint, nearly an invincible presence here, yet Ling Chen had struck him away with one sword?

However, after that sword, the power within Ling Chen’s body began receding rapidly, like a tide fading away.

The power of the Human Emperor, after all, was external. It wasn’t Ling Chen’s own, arriving swiftly and departing just as fast.

Moreover, just that one sword nearly drained all the True Qi within Ling Chen.

"Things might not bode well..."

Feeling a wave of fatigue from within his body, Ling Chen’s gaze turned to the area where Dao Yi True Immortal had fallen. That place was already a mess, but somehow Ling Chen had a hunch that his previous sword hadn’t achieved the expected effect...

Rustle, rustle...

Just as Ling Chen spoke, in the dead silence, from the area in view, suddenly came the sound of footsteps, causing Ling Chen’s expression to change. From the focal point of his sight, a figure was slowly walking out of the rubble.

The robe on the figure was severely damaged, and the body had bloodstains, yet these were only surface injuries.

Boom!

Dao Yi True Immortal suddenly lifted his head, his icy gaze locking onto Ling Chen. In the next moment, an overwhelming aura erupted from within Dao Yi True Immortal, like a volcanic eruption, spreading with force.

"This is bad."

Feeling the volcanic aura surging from Dao Yi True Immortal, Ling Chen’s heart sank immediately to the bottom.