Ye Qingzhou turned a deaf ear. He raised his long sword, and the last trace of True Qi in his body began to burn.
The sword emitted a dazzling white light, illuminating half of his face covered by golden poison patterns.
"Infinite Swordsmanship..."
Sword Qi surged into the sky, stirring the clouds.
Captain Xiong Ying’s face changed drastically: "Fire! All units, open fire!"
Bullets and energy beams poured like torrential rain but were deflected by the invisible Sword Qi Barrier near Ye Qingzhou.
He took a step forward, the ground cracked; the second step, energy barrier appeared with cracks; the third step—
"Infinite Star River!"
This move, is the second style of Infinite Swordsmanship, the combination of Eternal Sword and Infinite Sword, mixed with Ye Qingzhou’s insight on the Starry Sky Map, the sword light flickered, stars shook down, its power was earth-shattering.
Sword Qi poured down like a galaxy, and the blast doors of the Celestial Sword Bureau HQ were like paper before such power, shattered instantly.
Ye Qingzhou’s figure followed the Sword Qi Torrent into the hall, Captain Xiong Ying and the task force were hurled against the wall by the shockwave.
When the dust settled, only Ye Qingzhou stood in the hall.
He leaned on the long sword, staggering towards the elevator—according to intel, One-Eyed Nick’s office was at the top floor.
The elevator had long stopped working, but this was not an obstacle for Ye Qingzhou. He cleaved open the elevator door with his sword, leaped up along the elevator shaft, each level accompanied by pain and dizziness, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.
Finally, he reached the top floor.
Ye Qingzhou cleaved open the last barrier with a sword, stepping into the most central area of the Celestial Sword Bureau.
"One-Eyed Nick!"
Ye Qingzhou’s voice was as icy as cold steel, piercing through the battlefield’s clamor.
At this mont, the Celestial Sword Bureau’s final line of defense was fully arrayed.
Captain Xiong Ying Rogers held a Vibranium Shield, Iron Man Stark floated in mid-air, his Palm Cannon fully charged, Thunder King Sol raised his Electric Hamr, thunder roared within the clouds.
Behind them were hundreds of Celestial Sword Bureau agents and chanical soldiers, all aiming their weapons at him.
As for Nick, he stood among the crowd, holding a strangely shaped pistol.
Surprisingly, he had removed his iconic eye patch, revealing the chanical eye he had always kept hidden—its eye was flickering with eerie red light.
"Did you know."
Nick calmly looked at Ye Qingzhou: "Laws Destruction Golden Arrow is not actually a weapon, but a key."
Ye Qingzhou frowned: "What?"
"Death is rely a path to eternal life, darkness harbors the deepest secrets of the universe."
Nick’s chanical eye glowed increasingly red: "The golden lines within your body are actually an ancient energy code. I regret having to proceed in this manner, but for mankind’s future, your sacrifice is necessary."
Ye Qingzhou’s white garnt was already soaked with blood, the dark golden patterns climbed like a web across his neck and half of his face.
Laws Destruction Golden Arrow’s Death Domain had encroached to his heart veins; every breath brought tearing pain, every sword swing might be his last.
Yet he could not stop.
"Ye Qingzhou, surrender!"
Captain Xiong Ying said solemnly: "You have no escape."
Ye Qingzhou sneered, the long sword slanting to the ground, blood dripping from the blade.
"Escape? I ca today only to kill."
His figure suddenly vanished as the words fell.
A sword to break ten thousand troops
Ye Qingzhou’s sword was faster than human limits.
Captain Xiong Ying only saw a blur before a terrifying impact force transferred through the Vibranium Shield, pushing him back dozens of ters, numbing his arms.
Iron Man’s targeting system didn’t even have ti to lock on as Ye Qingzhou’s sword light cleaved towards him!
"Sphinx! Ergency evasive action!"
Stark narrowly dodged sideways, but the suit was torn by Sword Qi, leaving a hideous crack. He gritted his teeth and retaliated, his Palm Cannon fired, only to be cleaved by Ye Qingzhou who then countered with a Sword Qi to Stark’s throat!
"Clang!"
Thunder King Sol’s Electric Hamr tily blocked this sword, Thunderbolt Power reverberated through the blade, Ye Qingzhou groaned, blood oozed from his mouth, yet his gaze remained icy.
"Oriental, your arrogance ends here!"
Sol roared, a godling from Europe, his veins coursed with blood of Ancient Divine Spirits, at this mont he wielded his Divine Artifact, Electric Hamr, summoning heavenly thunder, fierce lightning descending!
Ye Qingzhou did not dodge or evade, he pointed his long sword skywards, shouted, "Even divine thunder, I will cleave with sword!"
Celestial Sword cleaves thunder!
Sword light hanged like a galaxy, splitting descending thunder in two!
Montum unabated, Sword Qi swept across, Sol was flung away, crashing through several skyscrapers!
The fierce battle demolished the Celestial Sword Bureau’s headquarters, Ye Qingzhou plumted from explosive flas, kneeling on one knee, long sword deeply embedded in the ground, barely holding his stance.
His right eye had been completely overtaken by golden lines, vision blurred, breathing heavy as bellows. Laws Destruction Golden Arrow’s Death Domain had reached its limit, his ti was running out.
Yet the heroes of the Celestial Sword Bureau did not give up.
Iron Man’s suit was severely damaged yet struggled to fly; Captain Xiong Ying lifted his shield, gasping as he stood; Thunder King Sol climbed out of the rubble, eyes burning with fighting intent.
"Ye Qingzhou... you are indeed strong."
Stark gritted his teeth, "But this fight, you must lose!"
Ye Qingzhou slowly lifted his head, his remaining left eye cold as a blade.
"I ca today, never thinking of leaving alive."
He grasped the sword hilt, gathering the last of his True Qi.
"But before I die—"
"None of you will leave alive!"
Sword light struck again!
This sword, transcended speed limits, transcended life and death boundaries!
Captain Xiong Ying’s shield shattered!
Iron Man’s suit disintegrated!
Thunder King’s thunder was extinguished by a single sword!
The Celestial Sword Bureau’s last line of defense, completely collapsed under this sword!
......
On the streets of Xinxiang, chaos and panic spread like the plague.
The wreckage of the Space Airship crashed into several skyscrapers, flas and smoke interwove, sirens, screams, and the thunder of collapsing structures composed a symphony of the apocalypse.
People fled in all directions, yet amid the chaos sat a man quietly beside the ruins of an outdoor café, holding a glass of amber fruit wine, a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
He was dressed in a refined black suit, handso features, black hair like ink, a pair of deep eyes seemingly able to swallow all light. He gently swirled his wine glass, admiring the distant battle—Ye Qingzhou’s Sword Qi still raging, the Celestial Sword Bureau’s final stand crumbling.
"Quite a magnificent performance."
The man murmured, his voice carrying a hint of amusent.
At that mont, the air in front of him lightly distorted, a figure appeared from thin air, quietly sitting opposite him.
The newcor wore azure garnts, long hair cascading like a waterfall, eyebrows and complexion picturesque, surrounded by faint vitality and ancient Dao rhy.
He reached for another wine glass on the table, poured himself a glass of fruit wine, sipped lightly, smiled: "Emperor Slayer, you’re quite leisurely."
The man hailed as "Emperor Slayer" smiled gently, raised his glass in greeting: "Cyan Emperor Fuxi, long ti no see."
The two lightly clinked their glasses, as the apocalyptic scene before them seed unrelated.
Upon the ruins of Xinxiang, the wreckage of the Space Airship continued to blaze, smoke darkened half the city’s sky, dimming out the stars.
Cyan Emperor Fuxi gently swirled the wine in his glass, the amber liquid reflecting the distant flas. He smiled slightly, spoke, "Ironic indeed, a self-proclaid strongest nation, yet pierced through by a single man and sword."
Emperor Slayer’s lips curled, a trace of sarcasm in his eyes:
"Western Pole Kingdom? No, it was never a country, rather a corporation masquerading as one."
Cyan Emperor raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue.
Emperor Slayer sipped his fruit wine leisurely, spoke lightly: "Golden Council controls finance, Eagle’s Nest dominates military, Science Strategy Departnt monopolizes technology, Blood-Colored Sanctuary manipulates faith... These factions are warring among themselves, unconcerned about Celestial Sword Bureau or even Western Pole Kingdom’s fate."
"If they genuinely united, no matter how strong Ye Qingzhou is, he could never have fought this far."
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