Just like Su Yi and the other Ghost King Sect mbers once did, atop Mount Everest, the Divine Sword Sect and the Ghost King Sect unleashed their True Sect Treasures in an epic battle—Soul-searching Shaking Sword and Green Bird Sword—both supre magical weapons!
Even now, the Dragon Head Sword remains rely a top-tier magical weapon.
Who would have imagined that the elder of the Divine Sword Sect, Lu Yunsheng, possessed such a mysterious weapon?
Yet Lin Shu confidently asserted, "The finest Magic Treasure must truly exist! If it weren’t for people having no choice but to shatter swords, they could have controlled it, fearing it would have long been stolen by Zongjian Ridge!"
Turning his gaze back to the battlefield, Lin Shu continued, "At present, Yang Tian seems to be resisting Qinglong Jianzhong, but truthfully, he and Qinglong Jianzhong are both trapped in a dilemma. If Uncle Lu gets the opportunity to sever the Dragon Fighting Sword—reforged from the Nine Flas Love Sword—it’s feared misfortune will far outweigh fortune!"
"Ah!"
Upon hearing Lin Shu’s judgnt, Lin Zhiruo covered her mouth and looked at Lu Yunsheng in utter disbelief.
Could this an that Lu Yunsheng was currently in danger?
Would soone as morally questionable as Lu Yunsheng, hailed as the "Divine Sword," do sothing so dishonorable?
If Lu Yunsheng knew what Lin Zhiruo was thinking at this mont, he wouldn’t be angry; he’d laugh out loud instead.
Dishonorable?
Even so, those who perished by Lu Yunsheng’s hand were mostly young and valiant swordsn, and Yang Tian, often dubbed ’wicked,’ was unquestionably one of a kind!
At the very least, their talents never eclipsed Lu Yunsheng’s!
Yet, their fates were all identical—they died at Lu Yunsheng’s hands. And not rely because of...
With a loud crash!
A sword erged, sending Lu Yunsheng flying backward, his body slamming heavily into the ground, raising a cloud of dust!
The Nine Flas Love Sword that he cherished throughout his life fell to the earth with a clatter.
Before this mont, everyone present had yet to react to what transpired.
Shouldn’t Lu Yunsheng have exploited the stalemate between Yang Tian and Qinglong Jianzhong to wield his sword and slay him?
Why, then, was Lu Yunsheng sprawled on the ground now, silent and motionless?
How was this possible?
Lin Shu’s eyes widened as he said nothing further.
From the first ti she encountered Yang Tian, Lin Shu thought his arrogance knew no bounds.
But even after witnessing Yang Tian pass through the hellish storms of the legendary infinite Lei Ming Tribulation in Senluo, confronting heaven and earth with an unyielding stance, her awe was palpable!
And yet, Lin Shu never wavered in how she viewed Yang Tian.
However, at this mont, with Uncle Lu slain by Yang Tian’s sword and lying lifeless on the ground, she was finally shaken, rattled enough to entertain a terrifying thought!
Just as Chenn Yuanba had said before—could Yang Tian truly seal off the passage and trap everyone arriving from Xiu Town here?
Was this not the complete resolution Chenn Yuanba sought? Could this be a jest?
If Chenn Yuanba knew what Lin Shu was pondering now, he wouldn’t have the words to explain himself, for what he had said to Lin Shu was, in truth, a radical stratagem.
The only thing that surprised him was Yang Tian’s incredible growth!
No one could say how long it lasted.
Finally, the silence broke!
Seeing Lu Yunsheng slain by Yang Tian’s blade, lying lifeless on the ground...
As a Sword Elder of Shenjian Gate and Tian Jian’s sword master, the elder erupted into fury in an instant, shouting, "Daring to kill my martial brother—I’ll make you pay!"
With that, the Sword Master of Heaven grabbed his longsword and revealed his majestic Dragon Sword, slashing toward Yang Tian.
"Master!"
Seeing Tian Jian’s treasure sword descending, Lin Shu suddenly cried out in alarm.
As the Sword Master’s disciple, Lin Shu knew that Tian Jian surpassed Lu Yunsheng in strength but not by much. So if Yang Tian could kill Lu Yunsheng with a single sword strike, wouldn’t Master Tian Jian stepping forward now simply spell worse fortune?
As Lin Shu considered this, two fairies from Wanhua Valley, Biyue and Inviting Moon, surely thought the sa!
Thus, they watched Tian Jian standing alone against Yang Tian and exchanged glances before simultaneously summoning radiantly blooming flowers and joining forces against Yang Tian.
Within re monts, three mighty attackers erged, their overwhelming aura seemingly shifting the fabric of the world!
But Qinglong Jianzhong, intent on uncovering the ultimate trump card, paused as he witnessed the three drawing together, finally freezing amid his light movent.
For him, retrieving his Dragon Head Sword remained paramount!
As for Yang Tian, could he withstand and survive the combined scheming and assaults of these three formidable attackers?
In the next instant, Qinglong’s expression turned bloodless!
"Shadow-splitting Sky Slash!"
Surrounded by three attackers aiming to take his life, Yang Tian rely uttered a cold remark. Above his arm, a dazzling light burst forth, instantly transforming into a nacing Demon Blade towering like a mountain—Shadow-splitting Demon Blade!
With the blade in his grasp, Yang Tian’s gaze was tranquil as he declared disdainfully, "Black Demon King, Broken Demon King, Demon King La—fused as one. Six Demon Killing Styles, heaven and earth!"
Collapse!
At the sound of Yang Tian’s frosty remark, his Demon Blade instantly vanished. What everyone saw next was an abyssal black streak erging between heaven and earth, as if the world had been cleaved in two—divided by the piercing blade!
This was Yang Tian’s strongest blade technique—a fusion of Black Demon King, Broken Demon King, and Demon King La’s three blades—without equal: Heaven-cleaving Slash!
Confronting such power, such dominance...
The Heavenly Sword Master, along with Biyue and Inviting Moon Fairy, weren’t naive; they imdiately sensed the threat unfolding and halted their attack, shifting to full defense, each deploying their most powerful protective techniques!
The first to act was the Sword Master; twirling his weapon in front of him, he conjured a dragon-etched Energy Shield glowing with intense brilliance, its defensive strength seemingly unfathomable!
But as the dragon-etched Energy Shield t the black streak, it disintegrated like delicate tofu, instantly cleaved in two, passing through without resistance.
"How could this...?"
Gazing at his severed shield...
How could this happen?
Could the three renowned elite raiders of Xiu Town, legends of their era, be so effortlessly slain by Yang Tian?
Staring at Yang Tian’s unparalleled blade, Lin Shu was dumbstruck, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.
In truth, although Lin Shu didn’t outwardly express it, deep down, he harbored a trace of pride!
This pride was innate in all cultivators from the realm of True Sect cultivation!
They grew up in a land blessed abundantly with mystical energy, and they were the Core Disciples of prestigious sects. Resources like magical weapons, celestial materials, and treasures surrounded them constantly.
In every sense—whether genuine insight or otherwise—they were leagues ahead of others!
anwhile, practitioners of the earth lacked spiritual energy, with Heavenly Treasures and Earth Guardians a rarity!
In the eyes of Lin Shu and others, such people seed no different than dirt dwellers!
Hence, figures like Jiang Feng and Ouyang Xu treated earthly practitioners like weeds, devoid of any sense of guilt.
While Lin Shu’s pride and arrogance didn’t manifest like Jiang Feng and Ouyang Xu’s sches and slaughter...
It explains why every display of Yang Tian’s overwhelming strength...
Would prompt Lin Shu to see him rely as overconfident and naive, oblivious to the vastness of the heavens!
Yet now, beneath the might of this Demon Blade...
His pride—utterly shattered by Yang Tian’s heavenly slash—reduced to ruin amidst a massacre...
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