"Clang!"
Amidst billions of sword lights bursting forth, the sound of a long sword sheathed echoed through heaven and earth, like evening drums and morning bells. People thought their souls, scattered by the endless sword brilliance, had returned to their original bodies.
The moment Yue Zifeng drew his sword, the onlookers from afar felt dizzy, their souls seemingly drawn out by some strange force.
The moment the sword was sheathed, their souls finally broke free. At that moment, everyone was stunned—they had never seen such a terrifying sword strike.
This sword plunged them into a nightmare, as if their lives and deaths depended on Yue Zifeng's strike. This strike was so shocking that even ghosts wept and gods trembled.
After the sword strike, the entire arena fell into dead silence. The powerful figures watching the spectacle turned pale, as if they could see the gates of hell opening and closing before them, ready to suck them in at any moment.
Meanwhile, the powerful figures surrounding Long Chen and Yue Zifeng were now frozen in place, motionless, as if utterly intimidated by Yue Zifeng's sword strike.
People in the distance thought Yue Zifeng's sword was deliberately intimidating his opponent, but then a strange scene unfolded.
"Thud, thud, thud...
The powerful figures
surrounding Long Chen and the other fell one after another. Their weapons scattered on the ground, and in an instant, a large group fell. Except for the deputy valley master of Brahma Pill Valley, everyone else lay down.
The vice valley master of the Brahma Heaven Pill Valley was trembling uncontrollably, his face pale as paper, and his eyes filled with fear.
"What?"
The powerful figures watching from afar cried out in terror.
Only then did they notice that the fallen experts had lost their soul fluctuations, their primordial spirits had vanished, and they all—were dead.
The deputy valley master of Brahma Pill Valley looked at Yue Zifeng. Although he wanted to appear brave, his body refused to obey and kept trembling.
Just now, the moment Yue Zifeng drew his sword, his primordial spirit was pulled out by an invisible force. The reason he survived was simply because Yue Zifeng hadn't killed him.
As for the others, they weren't as fortunate as he was. Looking at the corpses lying on the ground, the Vice Valley Master of Brahma Pill Valley finally believed that the silver-haired Zankong had indeed died here.
Because he was horrified to discover that in front of Yue Zifeng, his faith power had become so sluggish, even his ability to actively protect himself had failed. He had no strength left to fight back against Yue Zifeng.
"Impressive."
Long Chen couldn't help but gasp. This Yue Zifeng was practically a monster—he could shatter their primordial spirits with a single sword and even ignore the power of Great Brahma's faith. This was simply defying the heavens.
In fact, Long Chen didn't even know when Yue Zifeng had become so strong. Thinking carefully, Long Chen understood.
Yue Zifeng was a peerless genius. After two battles with the silver-haired Zankong, he found the weakness of his faith power. Using his swordsmanship will, he could sever the opponent's primordial spirit, killing them before the faith power could react.
Yue Zifeng was exceptionally intelligent and had astonishing comprehension. The stronger the enemy he faced, the sharper his swordsmanship perception became, allowing him to perceive their weaknesses.
The greater the pressure, the stronger his will to resist, and the deeper his understanding of swordsmanship. He was a typical genius who thrived when facing adversity.
Unlike others' ways of improvement, others improve through "cultivation," while his way of improvement is through "enlightenment."
Once Yue Zifeng comprehended the principles of the Dao, his swordsmanship would undergo a dramatic transformation. It could be said that sword cultivators were an outlier among all cultivators—indescribable and incomprehensible.
This sword strike startled Long Chen. This guy was terrifying. Fortunately, he was his own brother. If he were an enemy, Long Chen would be in trouble with food and sleep.
If Yue Zifeng had achieved his current swordsmanship level during the battle against the Nether Emperor, perhaps even without using the power of the Imperial Dragon Imperial Scale, he could have repelled the Nether Emperor.
Yue Zifeng slew countless powerful warriors with a single sword, leaving only the Vice Valley Master of Brahma Pill Valley to survive.
Yue Zifeng looked at the trembling Vice Valley Master of Fantian Pill Valley, who was clearly terrified to death but insisted on putting on a strong face, and said calmly:
"The silver-haired fragment has already been slaughtered by my boss, with no bones left. Take this news and go back to report!"
After experiencing the Dragon Domain War and witnessing the terrifying power of the Nether Emperor, neither Long Chen nor Yue Zifeng could be bothered to kill the 'civil' deputy valley master before them.
Hearing that he wouldn't kill him, the valley master suddenly relaxed all over, nearly stumbled and fell to the ground.
Even as the Vice Valley Master, in the face of death, he was no different from an ordinary person—perhaps even worse than an ordinary person. The higher the position, the more he cherished his life.
The deputy valley master of Brahma Pill Valley wanted to say something polite but was afraid of angering Long Chen and Yue Zifeng. In the end, his lips moved a few times, but he didn't say a single word.
After retreating several steps in a row, seeing that Long Chen and Yue Zifeng truly had no intention of killing him, he finally moved and vanished in an instant.
"You are declaring war on the great Brahma Divine Venerable. Just you wait." After his figure disappeared, his voice echoed through the void.
Faced with such harsh words, neither Long Chen nor Yue Zifeng bothered to respond. Long Chen looked at Yue Zifeng, gently shook his shoulder, and sighed, "
It's so good to have you here."
Now, both Yue Zifeng and Guo Ran possessed strength comparable to his, and the Dragon Blood Legion was rapidly growing, greatly relieving Long Chen's pressure.
Once Guo Ran and the others clear the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest and truly wield the strongest divine weapon of the Imperial Dragon Clan, the Dragon Blood Legion will have a foundation to establish itself in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
"All thanks to the boss's guidance." Yue Zifeng looked at Long Chen and smiled slightly.
Yue Zifeng made an unprecedented flattery remark, leaving Long Chen stunned for a moment. The two exchanged a glance and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"It's all thanks to the boss's cultivation. Your enemies are more and more twisted than the last. Even the Underworld Emperor from the mythical era has appeared. We have to be strong." After laughing, Yue Zifeng sighed, "
When I met the eyes of that Nether Emperor, I felt my swordsmanship will was about to collapse. However, through his oppressive power, my swordsmanship was strongly stimulated, allowing me to comprehend another kind of sword will.
I just tried a small sledgehammer with a small test, and the effect was very satisfying. The power of faith in Great Brahma Heaven is very small for my swordsmanship will. I believe that next time I encounter the Nether Emperor, I definitely won't be as disheveled as last time."
Long Chen nodded. Just as he expected, Yue Zifeng grew stronger when faced with adversity, and under the Underworld Emperor's provocation, he made another breakthrough.
Long Chen took out the formation disk, and the two stepped onto the teleportation array, leaving calmly under the gaze of countless people.
After dozens of ultra-long-distance teleportations, the two arrived at a city, entered the city, and after three more teleportations, arrived at an ancient city.
Upon arriving in this ancient city, Long Chen and Yue Zifeng both perked up, because this city was territory controlled by the demon beast clan.
Long Chen was returning to the Wind God Sea Pavilion, a place he had to pass through. Although he was passing through through a passage, the demon race and the human race were not friendly.
Most importantly, Long Chen only knew this was demon territory, but he didn't know exactly which clan's territory it was.
As Long Chen and Yue Zifeng stepped out of the teleportation array, preparing to transfer to a larger array, they suddenly felt a tremor in their hearts, their sharp sword intent locking onto them.
When he sensed that sword intent, Long Chen's heart trembled, because the sensation was so familiar.
The two of them looked in one direction at the same time, only to see a group of people staring coldly at them, their eyes filled with chilling murderous intent.