I Stepped on a Bug, and the System Says I Slayed a Dragon? Chapter 159 - 158: The Supreme One Strikes! The Supreme One

Sword God Valley.

A cold light outshone the sun. As the midday sun blazed down, Qin Yang raised his Ziwei Divine Sword. Its edge blood with a frosty glint, and the world itself seed to twist in response.

A bone-chilling killing intent swept through the air.

It was as if the magnificent might of the heavens was bearing down on them all.

Below in the gorge, the gathered citizens looked up, watching the scene unfold. A myriad of swords humd, and the Sword Qi within the valley surged upward!

The black-robed man’s path was sealed. He had nowhere left to retreat.

The sa man who had been so insufferably arrogant just monts ago was now nothing but fish on a chopping block before the Jianghai Sword God, completely unable to resist!

"Don’t... don’t kill ..."

The black-robed man stumbled backward in mid-air, frantically reaching out to his side only to be cut by the barricading Sword Qi.

The sky, once vast and boundless, had beco his cage!

"Venerable, save !!!"

The black-robed man focused his mind, desperately sending out a signal with his Secret Technique. He could already hear the death knell of the approaching sword’s cry.

CLANG!

The scattered sword cries rged into one, guiding a majestic Sword Intent downward. The air shrieked, creating a vacuum in its wake.

This final sword strike was aid at complete and utter annihilation!

"No..."

The black-robed man broke down.

’If I take this blow...’

’Won’t all my mystic bones shatter and turn to dust?!’

’It wouldn’t matter how many tis I revived!’

The violet sword light drew closer and closer.

The black-robed man shut his eyes, resigning himself to death, while the crowd below watched, awaiting the execution.

However, in that critical mont, sothing unexpected happened!

The daylight suddenly dimd.

The space before him twisted and shattered into countless mirror-like fragnts.

An old man wearing a gilded mask shattered the void, strolling out from the broken space and grabbing at the sword light with his bare hand.

VMMMM—

In that instant, the clamorous, imnse power fell silent.

Before anyone could react, their ears were ringing. As for the sword light that had rivaled the sun, it flashed white once before being calmly extinguished.

Throughout Sword God Valley, even the wind ceased to blow...

Dark and silent.

The sword light, a symbol of death, had been caught by the masked elder’s bare hand. He forcibly contained it in his palm, neutralizing the Sword Intent!

"How is that possible?!"

Down below, Lin Mofeng noticed the old man, and his heart leaped in terror.

How imnse was the Jianghai Sword God’s attack?

It had been ant to sunder heaven and earth!

Yet this masked elder had just appeared and neutralized it with his bare hands?!

Just what level of power had he reached?

’What a terrifying aura...’

Lin Mofeng looked at Qin Yang, who had unleashed that sword strike, a worried expression creeping onto his face.

Based on this display, the situation above had reached a stalemate again. The Jianghai Sword God might not be a match for the masked elder.

"Thank you for saving , Venerable!!!"

The black-robed man looked at the masked elder shielding him, clutching his pounding heart, still shaken by the close call.

He had just survived that crushing sword strike, coming perilously close to death. He had walked right up to the edge.

It was all thanks to the Venerable appearing as promised, using his heaven-defying abilities to forcefully dispel the sword light with his bare hands.

’Now that the Venerable is here to take charge, what’s to fear no matter how many tis this Jianghai Sword God attacks?’

At this thought, the black-robed man looked coldly at Qin Yang, his gaze indifferent, as if he were examining a floating corpse, just waiting for the Venerable to strike again.

"Jianghai Sword God, if you surrender now, I can consider sparing your life!"

The masked elder stood with his hands behind his back. His exquisite gilded mask was carved with all sorts of bizarre Star Beasts: a seven-limbed creature, a three-legged bird, a nine-eyed rat... They seed to writhe and shift as he spoke.

It looked like a hundred beasts were locked in a brutal struggle, a truly strange and terrifying sight.

Faintly, it seed to resonate with the ultimate principles of the Celestial Dao of Slaughter.

"I am a benevolent man, and I know your Cultivation has not been easy... If you surrender, the matter of you killing my disciple will be forgotten!"

As he spoke, the masked elder trod on the void. His voice was unpredictable, like the roars of a hundred beasts, at tis deep and low, at others sharp and piercing.

Every sound he made triggered a celestial phenonon.

In an instant, black clouds pressed down once more. Dark thunderheads blotted out the sky above the gorge, and boundless darkness descended, shrouding the Sword Valley.

’The Power of Laws?’

Seeing this, Qin Yang frowned slightly. He could feel the old man’s aura.

’To be able to trigger the Power of Laws...’

’He’s clearly at the sa level as —the Half-step Venerable Realm.’

’Looks like I’m in for a tough fight!’

With this in mind, Qin Yang didn’t hesitate. He spread his arms and summoned a simple, profound Array Map.

The Seven-Star Shift resonated with the heavens, piercing through the inky clouds to shower down dazzling starlight that gently enveloped every blade of grass and every tree in the gorge.

The crowd bathed in the brilliant light. The dim Sword Valley was now brightly lit, the ground covered in starlight, a sight of breathtaking beauty.

The citizens below reached out their fingers, and as the motes of light brushed past their fingertips, it felt as if they were being baptized by the stars. For a mont, they were all lost in a daze.

The Power of Laws... It was fundantally a contest of cosmic forces, where every gesture could trigger a phenonon.

"Petty tricks."

The masked elder sensed the anomaly in the Sword Valley. He stared at Qin Yang, his gaze suddenly sharp and cold, and was just about to step forward and attack.

"Wait, Venerable..."

The black-robed man at his side suddenly spoke up, his voice agitated. "After you kill him, could you leave his right arm? I want the arm he holds his sword with! I’ll make it into a bone sword to serve us forever!"

In his eyes, as long as the Venerable made a move, the outco was set in stone. The Jianghai Sword God had no hope of escaping his grasp.

However, Qin Yang, who was standing opposite them, heard this and remained unmoved.

He raised his head to gaze at the boundless, starry sky and suddenly lifted a hand, making a few light tracing motions. His black robes billowed, making him look like an Astronor from a thousand years ago.

In that instant, a faint line appeared in the firmant!

It connected the seven stars of the Big Dipper...

Alkaid, Mizar, Alioth...

"You dare form an array before ?! You’re courting death!"

Seeing this, the masked elder was instantly enraged. The hundred beasts carved on his mask roared, and his figure crossed dozens of feet in the blink of an eye, shattering the void as he ca.

But it was too late!

The Seven-Star Celestial Array was complete!

"You’re the one courting death!"

Qin Yang looked at the elder, his expression like the rciless Celestial Dao itself, his eyes devoid of any emotion. He slowly reached out a hand, aid at the man, and flicked a finger downward.

BOOM!

Boundless heavenly might pressed down.

Tens of thousands of starlight rays transford into sharp swords and descended, hanging inverted above the masked elder’s head. They cut off his path through the void and, in an instant, pierced through his physical body!

Heavenly Punishnt!

The night sky was the canvas, the seven stars of the Big Dipper the lines of the array.

All under heaven was now within the array.

From the mont the elder had appeared in the sky, he had already stepped into the Seven-Star Array, becoming a bird trapped in a cage.

The next mont.

BANG!

The masked elder fell out of the void, reappearing before the crowd... Blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and his body was riddled with holes large and small, as if he had been pierced by ten thousand swords.

The hundred beasts on his mask were all dead...

"..."

Qin Yang floated before him, observing everything with the indifference of the impartial Celestial Dao.

"???"

The black-robed man saw this, and his face was a mask of utter confusion.

’The Venerable who was so insufferably arrogant just a mont ago...’

’Was defeated just like that?!!’