The entire martial arts arena, with Chu Qing’s action, everyone instinctively held their breath.
Ti seed to freeze at this mont.
Gentle’s eyes, which rarely showed any emotional fluctuation, flashed a hint of seriousness.
She and Chu Qing experienced the tragedy of Qingxi Village together and were well aware that this saber was deeply demonic, not sothing that could be asured by common sense.
Although she had so confidence in Chu Qing, watching him hold this saber in his hand, she couldn’t help but feel a bit flustered.
Bian City was also sweating on his forehead, just now he saw that Chu Qing’s martial arts were peerless, his sword technique exceptional, and he was very pleased in his heart.
He originally thought that after Chu Qing killed Jiang Divine Saber, he would turn and leave.
He never expected that he would pick up this Demon Saber.
Bian City didn’t know much about this Demon Saber, but he had seen all of Jiang Divine Saber’s various reactions with his own eyes.
He knew this saber was not sothing good to associate with...
Even with such advanced sword techniques, could he still covet the Chaotic God Saber?
If he were at the rcy of this saber, like Jiang Divine Saber, and lost his mind entirely, would anyone here today be able to stop him?
Even if Master Cui Bunu himself ca, he might not be able to control the situation.
What should be done?
The crowd’s minds were chaotic, Fang Tianrui, Chen Shihong, Du Hanyan, and the various heroes present were all staring at Chu Qing.
So were on high alert, while others were eager.
The forr were worried that Chu Qing might suddenly attack them, while the latter were concerned that Chu Qing would take away the Chaotic God Saber.
But with Chu Qing’s unmatched martial arts skills, if he was determined to take this chaotic god away, no one could stop him!
At this mont, Chu Qing only felt an obscure force surging toward his mind as he held the saber.
However, the Mingyu Scripture naturally operated, with cooling inner breath flowing through his ridians, forcibly keeping him clear-headed under this puzzling force.
He had a vague understanding in his mind.
"Chaotic God affects the mind, the God’s Tears Iron itself will also destabilize the heart.
"I have practiced the Mingyu Scripture to the Eighth Realm, with inner breath as clear as jade, as cold as ice, which can calm the mind and block the chaos.
"So the little blacksmith said that chaos fears ...
"Actually, it’s not the chaos that fears , but because I can temporarily suppress this saber."
However, Chu Qing was very clear that this kind of suppression was only temporary.
The predecessor of the Chaotic God Saber, God’s Tears Iron, has been existing in the martial world for countless years, being one of the Nine Treasures of Heaven and Earth.
Its mysteries are unfathomable, and no one can assure that one day the chaotic god won’t truly seize his mind, making him a puppet of the demon saber.
Thus the resolve that had never wavered grew even firr.
He suddenly turned the saber, sliding his hand lightly over the blade with eyes as calm as water:
"Chaotic God Saber, a curse upon the martial world.
"With unknown creator and holder.
"How can such a source of chaos be allowed to exist in this world!?"
As he finished speaking, his four fingers grasped the blade, and frost-like ice crystals covered it.
An abyssal, inky saber intent emanated from the blade, and a sound that invoked despair echoed throughout the scene.
"What!?"
"He’s going to destroy the Chaotic God Saber!!"
"No! Such a divine saber should be mine. How can I allow you to destroy it?"
"Stop him!!"
Yet, though their shouts were fierce, they were dizzy and unable to move.
That saber’s cry seed to co from the heavens, infiltrating their hearts, leaving them unable to contain themselves. Those with shallow inner power began to bleed from their orifices within monts, collapsing on the ground.
For those farther from Chu Qing, the impact was minimal... they were affected by the chaotic god while trying to get close and intervene, ending up in a pile with others.
Over on Bian City’s side, Mo Duxing stood proudly, seemingly unaffected.
But Bian City had long noticed the cold sweat on his forehead, knowing that things might not end well if they continued.
So he raised his hand and struck the back of Mo Duxing’s neck, and without a sound, he fell into unconsciousness.
Though sustained by her inner strength, Gentle also felt the extre danger.
Yet she looked at Chu Qing and couldn’t help but shout:
"Be... careful!!"
Just as those words escaped her lips, a subtle and obscure inner breath snaked through the ground, heading straight for Chu Qing.
Chu Qing’s eyes were slightly closed, as if all his inner strength was focused on the Chaotic God Saber.
But suddenly, he stamped his foot, and his inner strength coursed through the ground.
A muffled rumbling sound was heard, and not far-off, the ground had already burst open.
The crowd in the arena was montarily stunned; many thought soone was stopping Chu Qing from committing such sacrilege.
However, they saw Chu Qing’s gaze fixated within the crowd on a raggedly dressed old man.
The old man took a drink from his wine gourd, only to find it empty.
Sighing helplessly, he tossed the gourd aside:
"I’ve finished my wine, would you be willing to let go of that saber?"
"Let it go?"
Chu Qing’s gaze was unwavering as he coldly spoke:
"Letting it flow into the martial world, stirring up bloodshed?
"So your Celestial Evil Cult can exploit the situation?"
Celestial Evil Cult!?
Those three words spoken by Chu Qing left most of the crowd bewildered.
Only a few people’s expressions changed.
The events at the Celestial Dance City’s City Lord’s Mansion were known by many, but few were familiar with the details.
Fang Tianrui was one of them.
After so rest, he had also mostly recovered. Although his mind was sowhat affected by the chaotic god, with Chu Qing as the primary opponent of the Chaotic God Saber, the aftermath impacted him minimally.
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