The twenty-seven supre ancestors present showed no restraint against Chu Fengmian, unleashing a barrage of Martial Techniques with thunderous force.
The power emitted by just one supre ancestor was terrifying enough, let alone twenty-seven of them joining forces to unleash countless killing moves towards Chu Fengmian.
"Boom!"
Countless Spiritual Power clashed in the air, shattering Chu Fengmian’s Sword Qi. Even the Sword Qi released by Chu Fengmian at the Sword God Realm was no match for the combined assault of these twenty-seven supre ancestors.
Chu Fengmian’s figure continuously retreated, buffering the force of the combined assault from the twenty-seven supre ancestors.
Under this blow, Chu Fengmian’s body wavered. Within him, the power of the Divine Tree was shaken, with nurous roots breaking apart.
Just this clash alone almost shattered Chu Fengmian’s body.
"With my current strength, I’m still far from being able to contend with them. However, if I can break through the blockade of this ancient gladiator arena, I can escape with the Yun Yu Heavenly Palace. Once inside the Yun Yu Heavenly Palace, even if surrounded by twenty-seven supre ancestors, I might still stand a chance!"
Chu Fengmian’s eyes flickered, quickly formulating a plan.
Chu Fengmian was not a headless brute; confronting the twenty-seven supre ancestors at this ti would be the most foolish action.
Although Chu Fengmian hadn’t received the rewards of the current Nine Domains Genius Battle or the Ancestor Heavenly Dragon’s blood essence, through successive battles, Chu Fengmian’s Realm had begun to loosen.
He was just a step away from another breakthrough in strength. Once Chu Fengmian reached the Fate Realm, he would not fear the encirclent of the supre ancestors at all.
With Chu Fengmian’s potential, overcoming this hurdle would surely result in earth-shattering changes in his power.
Chu Fengmian darted through the ancient gladiator arena, having no intention to clash head-on with the twenty-seven supre ancestors.
Instead, he constantly sought gaps in the spatial blockade, looking for a chance to escape.
"Sword Dao of the Sword God Realm is indeed terrifying, but unfortunately, your Realm is still too low, too weak. If you reached the Fate Realm, dealing with you wouldn’t be so effortless."
Jian Que Zhenren looked at Chu Fengmian, harbouring a killing intent.
Despite their joint assault, Chu Fengmian had endured without dying.
Most of the force was blocked by Chu Fengmian’s Sword reaching the Sword God Realm.
For a Sword Cultivator, improving the Realm isn’t the most challenging; the hardest to enhance is the Sword Dao.
Though Chu Fengmian’s current strength didn’t match theirs, his Sword Dao at the Sword God Realm was evident; once he broke through, his power would undergo a complete transformation.
Jian Que Zhenren was fully aware of this.
With a thought, Jian Que Zhenren released countless Spirit Swords from his body, numbering in the thousands.
Among these thousands of Spirit Swords, the lowest level was at the earth level of Spiritual Artifact, with even tens of them being at the heavenly level.
"Heavenly Punishnt Sword Formation!"
These thousands of Spirit Swords suddenly converged in the sky, forming an enormous Sword Array brimming with endless murderous intent.
The remaining twenty-six supre ancestors stepped into the Sword Array, each wielding one Spirit Sword as a formation eye.
The combined Sword Array laid out by twenty-seven supre ancestors was as potent as the Mountain Protection Array of the seven major sects, if not more so.
Even a trace of apprehension appeared in Chu Fengmian’s eyes.
From his perspective, it was evident that the Sword Array conjured by Jian Que Zhenren carried extrely terrifying power. It was also a Sword of Slaughter, focused only on killing, with trendous attack power.
All twenty-seven heavenly level Spiritual Artifacts are now controlled by these twenty-seven supre ancestors, the collective power of the Sword Array equivalent to the sum of these supre ancestors’ strength.
This power is unimaginable.
"Divine Sword Punish Heaven!"
Jian Que Zhenren coldly shouted.
The myriad of Spirit Swords rged into one, transforming into a Heaven-shocking sword beam, striking towards Chu Fengmian in the air.
Sword Edge erges, the world perishes!
The combined power of twenty-seven supre ancestors gathered into this Sword Array, aiming to obliterate Chu Fengmian.
Given the current situation, it would be more decisive to directly kill Chu Fengmian instead of trying to subdue him, to prevent future troubles.
"Damn it!"
Chu Fengmian’s expression turned grim.
If the twenty-seven supre ancestors intended to suppress Chu Fengmian, he could still seize a chance to escape.
However, he had to confront this Sword of Slaughter.
"Bring it on! You think you can kill ? Ridiculous, today if I don’t die, you all perish!"
Suddenly, from Chu Fengmian’s front, a strange Spiritual Power rapidly condensed.
It was this Spiritual Power that suddenly t the Sword of Slaughter head-on.
"Boom!"
As this Spiritual Power neared the Sword of Slaughter, Chu Fengmian’s eyes displayed a hint of coldness.
From his being, an incredibly ancient aura surged skyward.
"Ancient Human Sovereign, educate all beings!"
In an instant, from within that Spiritual Power, a blinding light erupted, followed by an ancient aura flooding the sky.
Behind this ancient aura, a phantom slowly ford, resembling a benevolent, elderly figure.
However, in his hands, he held the Human Sovereign’s Flask, exuding an unparalleled majestic presence.
This majesty prompted the supre ancestors to kneel in worship involuntarily.
Human Sovereign!
The phantom of the Human Sovereign from ancient tis.
Chu Fengmian’s Human Sovereign’s Flask had been restored to about fifty percent of its power after assembling five fragnts, sufficient to summon the ancient Human Sovereign’s phantom.
The Human Sovereign’s phantom, holding the flask, surged with Spiritual Power, confronting the Sword of Slaughter.
The terrifying killing intent contained within the Sword of Slaughter, upon approaching the flask, was entirely neutralized by a force.
"Crack! Crack!"
Even the entire Heavenly Punishnt Sword Formation began cracking, nearing the brink of shattering.
"What’s happening? What kind of power is this?"
Jian Que Zhenren stared incredulously at the Human Sovereign’s phantom in the sky, shouting in disbelief.
His Heavenly Punishnt Sword Formation was helpless against just a re Human Sovereign’s phantom, even sparking so fear within him.
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