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Chapter 1728

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The silver-white sword moved extremely quickly. Coupled with the fact that it was close to Huo Lian in the first place, it arrived before the ancestor of the Huo family in a flash.

Huo Lian's expression changed drastically. When he blocked off the path of retreat of the people of the Mo clan, he had already expected Mo Ling and Ando Fu to take action, so he had always been vigilant. However, even though he was already on guard, he still broke out in cold sweat when the streak of light appeared.

The streak of sword light was just too fast, as if it had teleported. Moreover, the person who had attacked had no warning at all, so by the time he reacted, the streak of sword light had already reached his forehead.

In that critical moment, Huo Lian bellowed out. Strands of Laws of Fire revolved around him, forming layers of protection. At the same time, origin energy surged out from his body, condensing into a shield before him in a single instance.

However, all of Huo Lian's defenses were extremely weak in front of this beam of sword light. There was no way to stop it at all. The sword light broke through all of his defenses like a hot knife through butter and went straight for Huo Lian's forehead.

Huo Lian's pupils shrunk to the size of the eye of the formation, reflecting the rapidly approaching sword light. Finally, under his disbelieving gaze, the sword light shot into the space between his eyebrows, directly penetrating his brain. His Primordial Spirit shattered, and his body and soul were destroyed.

Huo Lian's rapidly dimming eyes were filled with unwillingness. He still had combat skills that he had yet to use, and he still hadn't used his life-saving items. Yet, he was killed in a single exchange.

Huo Lian's body slowly fell down, falling to the ground from a height of several hundred meters. Jianchen's figure had unknowingly appeared where he had been standing, holding a Flying Snow Sword dripping with Heavenly God's blood.

The interspatial ring on Huo Lian's finger also fell into Jianchen's hand.

"Huo Lian … Huo Lian … Huo Lian is dead …" The young Heavenly God from the Nanyun family stared blankly at this scene. His heart was in turmoil. Huo Lian's strength was on par with his, they were both in the early stage of the Heavenly God Realm. However, he was killed in a single exchange and did not even have the strength to fight back. Did this not mean that if the other party wanted to kill him, he would also not be able to escape?

"Not good, run!" The face of the God of the Nanyun Clan instantly turned pale. Without any hesitation, he immediately fled as fast as he could. In the blink of an eye, he had fled to the horizon.

"Linear Lightning Release!" Jian Chen was emotionless. He immediately turned into a bolt of lightning and chased after the fleeing God. He caught up to the God of the Nanyun clan who had already fled far away in a single instance. Under the God's stunned gaze, Jian Chen pierced through his back and charged out through his chest.

The God of the Nanyun clan grunted. His eyes widened as he stared at Jian Chen who had passed through his chest in shock. He was utterly terrified.

He had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, but he had never seen such a terrifying sword art!

"W- who are you? I'm a member of the Nanyun clan. You can't kill me," the God of the Nanyun clan said hoarsely. The God of the Nanyun clan said with a hoarse voice. On the surface, there was only a bowl-sized hole in his chest, but now that Jian Chen had reached the great perfection of Sword Origin, his sword techniques were extremely powerful. Just a single strike was enough to make the early God of the Nanyun clan lose half of his life, losing the ability to continue fighting.

"You shouldn't have come here!" Jianchen said coldly. He directly pierced the forehead of the God from the Nanyun clan, wiping out his soul.

The arrival of the Gods from the Huo family and the Nanyun clan made Jianchen realise that the news of the Divine King's dwelling had probably already spread. The two Gods had probably come to investigate the truth of the matter. Once the news of the Divine King's jade was true, the powerful clans in the Dong 'an province would definitely mobilize all their clans and come as quickly as possible. As a result, he could not leave the two of them behind to send a message to the Dong' an province.

Jianchen took the Space Ring from the God of the Nanyun clan and flew towards Mo Ling.

In the distance, Mo Ling, Ando Fu, and the elders all stared at Jianchen in shock. They gained a deeper understanding of Jianchen's strength. Although they had all witnessed how Jianchen had crushed Lu Tian along the way, it was nowhere near as shocking as what had just happened.

The God of the Huo family, Huo Lian, had actually been slain in a single strike. This was just far too shocking to them.

Gods were equivalent to ancestors in this region. They were supreme peak experts, yet they could not even withstand a single blow from Jianchen.

"Even I feel envious of Jianchen's talent." Shen Jian was the calmest person in the group. It could be said that he had personally witnessed Jianchen go from the weak Holy Emperor to where he was today. He knew just how terrifying Jianchen's talent was.

It was not just in this life. Even in his past life, Jianchen's talent was unmatched. No one could match up to him. At such a young age, he was already invincible in the jianghu.

"Yan 'er has actually saved such a powerful person," Xi Yu was filled with mixed feelings. Back then, she had strongly opposed Mo Yan's actions of saving Jianchen and Shen Jian, but who would have thought that the two heavily injured people Mo Yan had saved would become the great benefactors of the Mo clan?

"The news of the Divine King's jade has probably been leaked. We need to hurry to the dwelling as soon as possible," Jianchen said to the people from the Mo clan and Ando Fu.

"There's no time to lose. Let's go right now." Mo Ling was stern as well. Afterwards, everyone immediately hurried towards the Divine King's dwelling.

Before long, Jianchen's group arrived at the boundary between the Lu family, the Mo clan, and the Ando clan. This was an ancient mountain range that stretched for several tens of thousand kilometers. The origin energy here was rather thin, and a few weak magical beasts lived here. It did not seem like anything special on the surface, so very few people set foot in the mountain range.

After arriving here, Mo Ling and Ando Fu instead became their guides. Jianchen and Shen Jian followed closely behind them, making their way into the depths of the mountain range. Behind them were the elders of the Mo clan and the Ando clan.

In the depths of the mountain range, Mo Ling and Ando Fu stopped on an extremely ordinary-looking mountain with Jianchen and Shen Jian. Mo Ling said, "We're here. The entrance to the Divine King's dwelling is here. Let's gather the pieces of Duanmu Divine King's jade and open the entrance."

Jianchen took out the two pieces of Duanmu Divine King's jade without any hesitation, while Mo Ling took out the piece from the Mo clan. The three pieces of Duanmu Divine King's jade hovered in the air as they radiated with a suffocating pressure of the soul. Even Jianchen, Mo Ling, and Ando Fu could not help but become stern before the pressure.

The three pieces of Duanmu Divine King's jade fused together, forming a perfect piece of jade. It shone with an inky green light as a mysterious power radiated from the jade. It seemed to have fused with some sort of law, causing the space there to shake violently. Ripples formed in the air, blurring everyone's vision.

Moreover, as the space trembled, a vast and terrifying energy ripple spread out, causing the clouds in the sky to quickly disperse.

The entrance to the Divine King's dwelling was opening!

"Stop!" At this moment, a bellow rang out from afar. Four figures appeared in the distance, hurrying over as quickly as they could.

Jianchen, Shen Jian, Mo Ling, and Ando Fu all looked over, and they became stern.

"Oh no, they're from the Wayner clan," Mo Ling said sternly.

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