With a single step, endless turbulence tore space to shreds.
Jiang Shu stood tall in the Void, his expression calm.
In the battle above the Abyss earlier, the one who struck the most and killed the most geniuses was that slovenly youth.
And what did that have to do with him?
"Human testimony and physical evidence."
The blood-colored Crystal Stone in the Bronze Battle Puppet’s chest flared to life, thirteen Chains weaving together in the Void into a sky-covering giant net.
On every Chain’s surface floated the nano-runes unique to the chanical Clan, and countless dark-red light particles spewed out from within the Crystal Stone, dyeing the entire Abyss into a sea of blood.
Jiang Shu lightly tapped the rock layer with his toes, and the Chaos Thunder Pool roiled behind him, condensing into a hundred-zhang Thunder Flood Dragon whose scales spat purple lightning that actually scorched black holes into space.
"The chanical Clan’s Thousand Machines Heaven Imprisonnt Array?"
Jiang Shu’s sneer ca from within the lightning; his five fingers suddenly clenched, and the Chaos Thunder Flood Dragon threw back its head and roared, the thunderfire it spewed lting three Chains into molten iron,
"You think a counterfeit can scare ?"
This Heavenly Secret Heaven Imprisonnt Array was a powerful binding Array of the chanical Clan; it was said that once fully deployed, even a Forget Realm Venerable would be trapped, and it had once earned shocking rit. What they took out now clearly could not be the genuine article.
Data streams flickered madly in the tal Giant’s pupils, and the roar of high-speed gears turning rumbled out from its chest cavity.
The palm strike of both hands produced concentric sonic booms that rippled out in layers; the rock walls on both sides of the Abyss exploded in response, and tens of thousands of tal spikes shot out like a storm.
The tails of those spikes spewed ghostly blue ion flas, and their flight trajectories actually intertwined midair into a Beidou Star Map.
"To kill you, why would I need the real thing!"
Before the chanical Clan powerhouse’s roar finished, seven Sword beams tore through the sky like cots.
In the distance, the Seven Sword Pavilion Disciples descended, treading on shattered Space Ripples, Sword Qi under their feet condensing into lotus platforms.
The Bronze Sword Scabbard at the waist of the green-robed Sword Cultivator trembled non-stop, and the Sword Intent spewing from the mouth of the scabbard turned solid, actually condensing into thirty-six thousand Flying Swords of biting cold light in the Void.
These Flying Swords were not phantoms; each one was branded with the totem of a different race.
This was the Sword Pavilion’s secret "Ten Thousand Races Sword Sacrifice Technique"!
"Jian Changge stole the Sect’s Secret Technique and defected thousands of years ago!"
The green-robed Sword Cultivator stroked his Sword edge with two fingers, and the Fierce Beast Pattern on the Sword spine suddenly opened its vertical pupil,
"You have his Blood Slaughter Sword Qi on you."
Jiang Shu flicked away the tal scraps on his fist, and his right arm, wrapped in the Law of Power, suddenly swelled to three tis its size.
The Chaos Thunder Flood Dragon howled at the sky, its scales bristling; every piece of Scale Armor turned into a rotating thunderstorm vortex.
When the tal spikes shot by the chanical Clan touched the Flood Dragon’s body, they were actually slted into liquid by the thunder, then under the effect of the Taichu Law were reverted to their most primitive Geng tal Qi, which Jiang Shu absorbed into his flesh, nourishing his blood and energy.
"Jian Changge? He stole a Secret Technique, and as an ancient monstrosity, that’s all he amounts to."
Jiang Shu coldly laughed as he clenched his fist, the boundless Geng tal Qi suddenly condensing into the shape of Swords,
"I’ve already wounded him long ago, yet instead of tracking him, you co for . Do you take for soone with no backing?"
"Insolence!"
Seven Sword cries rang out in unison, and the Beidou Star Map abruptly shrank.
The lotus platforms under the Sword Pavilion Disciples’ feet exploded, their petal fragnts condensing into seven Sword Dragons.
Where the Dragon tails swept, space shattered like a mirror, revealing the Chaotic Qi Flow roaming in the deeper Void.
Gray-tinged Dao Patterns flowed in Jiang Shu’s eyes as he suddenly grabbed the Sword tip thrust at his glabella, and the Swallowing Heaven Black Hole bursting from his fingertip actually swallowed the entire Sword Dragon into his body.
"This is..."
The green-robed Sword Cultivator’s pupils shrank as he shouted loudly, "Taichu Law? Change formation, now!"
The seven Disciples rapidly shifted their Sword technique, and their Lifebound Swords suddenly fused into a hundred-zhang Giant Sword.
A Bronze beast head erged at the Sword hilt, its huge mouth opening to spit out black Sword Intent as viscous as pitch.
Where that Sword Intent fell, it turned into three-headed six-ard Sword Puppets, every joint inlaid with a miniature Sword Pavilion plaque.
They had actually refined their entire faction’s fortune into a killing move!
The chanical Giant seized the chance to retreat three hundred li, its breastplate splitting open to reveal a 360-degree rotating cannon port.
From the bottom of the Abyss suddenly surged up silver-white liquid tal; upon eting air, this tal solidified into barbed Chains, forming an encirclent together with the Sword Pavilion’s Sword Puppets.
The space around Jiang Shu was compressed to a radius of ten zhang, gravitational force shooting up to a millionfold; even the scales of the Chaos Thunder Flood Dragon began to crumble.
"Is ganging up all you know how to do?"
Jiang Shu suddenly grinned, and the Swallowing Sky Mirror flew out from his glabella.
The Sword Puppets reflected on the mirror surface abruptly froze, blood-colored lines appearing on them, identical to those on Jian Changge that day.
The Taichu Law flowed backward along the mirror light, decomposing the black Sword Intent into seven colors of Original Sword Qi,
"I, Jiang, may not specialize in the Sword Dao, but after cultivating so many years I do have so understanding of it. Allow to broaden your horizons!"
Within the Dark Gold Arc Light swept out by the Desolate Star Halberd, the rebounding Sword Qi suddenly took form.
At this mont, Jiang Shu was far stronger than before he entered the Secret Realm!
Having refined the Taichu Law, he had gained a deeper understanding of certain Great Daos he had already grasped.
Every strand of Sword Qi was wrapped in Chaotic Thunder Fire, tracing out Great Dao trajectories in the Void.
The Beidou Star Map laid down by the Seven Sword Pavilion Disciples was scorched with crack after crack, and the Giant Sword in the green-robed Sword Cultivator’s hand suddenly let out a mournful cry; the beast head on the hilt actually turned on its master, biting down on the sword wielder’s right arm.
"Pfft—"
The seven Disciples simultaneously spat blood, their Lifebound Sword Embryos forced out of their bodies.
Jiang Shu stood amidst the Sword rain, his five fingers like great mountains, pressing down brutally toward the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the nearest man.
"Boom!"
Boundless, overwhelming Power poured through Jiang Shu’s palm into that man’s skull; in just an instant, the carefree Sword-bearing youth who had seed like an Immortal turned into a sky of blood mist, his body dead and Dao destroyed,
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