"Be careful, everyone. This person's Radiant Artes are much more powerful than the other Class 6 Radiant Saint Masters." A Fifth Cycle Heaven Saint Master warned his companions before unleashing all his strength without holding back. He poured a tremendous amount of Saint Force into his Saint Weapon, causing it to shine brightly. He then swung his sword at Jianchen.
An extremely huge sword Qi shot out from the man's Saint Weapon. It shot toward Jianchen with a sliver of pressure from the surroundings.
At the same time, four other men around Jianchen also swung their Saint Weapons. They all shot out huge sword Qi toward Jianchen. Every single sword Qi locked onto Jianchen with a sliver of pressure from the surroundings.
"You dare to use a mere Earth Tier Battle Skill to embarrass yourself?" A sliver of disdain appeared in Jianchen's eyes. He slowly spread his arms before his chest and softly said, "Radiant Sword! Radiant Shield! "
The Radiant Saint Force in the surroundings rapidly surged, gathering toward Jianchen's hands at an unbelievable speed. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into four Radiant Swords in front of Jianchen's left hand, while a three-meter-wide shield formed in Jianchen's right hand once again.
This scene caused the eyes of the Class 6 Radiant Saint Masters from the eight great clans to widen once again.
"H- how is this possible? Yang Yutian has actually … actually condensed four Radiant Swords and a Radiant Shield in such a short amount of time." The Marquis was no longer able to maintain his composure. He stared at Jianchen in a daze as if he had seen something unbelievable.
"Heavens, this little brother Yang Yutian is just too amazing. Not only can he condense four Radiant Swords and a Radiant Shield at the same time, but he's also several times faster than us. Heavens, just how did he do it?" Quan Youcai's mouth was agape. The shock in his heart had reached a point of no return.
"Yang Yutian really is powerful. Just this move alone is not something we can achieve. Even the person who ranks first on the ranking probably can't condense five Radiant Artes at the same time." The middle-aged man from the Cheng family sighed inside. His gaze toward Jianchen was filled with shock and disbelief.
Sierlang stared at Jianchen sternly. The light in his eyes flickered as he said with a deep voice, "Yang Yutian is much more powerful than I had imagined."
"It's a pity that he doesn't want to join our team. Once the competition starts, we'll become his enemy sooner or later." The old man from the Firegod clan said in a low voice as his eyes flickered.
Hearing this, a cold light flashed through Sierlang's eyes. He no longer said anything.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
Four ear-piercing sounds rang out as the four Radiant Swords turned into streaks of white light that collided with the Sword Qi shot out by the four Heaven Saint Masters using their Earth Tier Battle Skills.
"Boom!" The four Radiant Swords collided with the four Sword Qi, immediately producing a violent explosion. This time, the Radiant Swords and Sword Qi actually collapsed in the air at the same time, turning into a violent shockwave that spread out in all directions. The largest pleasure boat on the Fragrance River, the Shui Moyun, was shaken by the shockwave. The river water was raised several meters high, and the pitch-black sky was illuminated by the white light of the shattered Radiant Swords.
Jianchen immediately placed his right hand in front of his chest. The Radiant Shield seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. Following the position of Jianchen's right hand, it moved from Jianchen's side to Jianchen's front. Just like that, it floated in the air, blocking the devastating shockwave for Jianchen.
At the same time, the remaining black-clothed people behind Jianchen flew over, wielding their Saint Weapons as they charged at Jianchen.
A cold light flashed through Jianchen's eyes. The Radiant Shield remained in front of him as he muttered in a low voice, "Sky Filled with Rain!" With that, the Radiant Saint Force within a radius of ten kilometers immediately became violent. The gentle Radiant Saint Force that was originally as gentle as a lamb suddenly became violent, turning into ferocious tigers. In less than half a second, they all gathered around Jianchen, forming droplets of white light. Each droplet of light contained a sharp presence, as if they were Sword Qi that could pierce through metal.
At the same time, the Radiant Swords in the hands of the eight clans rapidly dimmed, vanishing very soon. Afterwards, a Class 6 Radiant Saint Master cried out in shock, "How is this possible? All the Radiant Saint Force within a radius of ten kilometers has been drained."
The expressions of the Class 6 Radiant Saint Masters from the eight clans became extremely interesting. They looked at each other as they became extremely shocked. They could not even speak. With all the Radiant Saint Masters within a radius of ten kilometers, they could no longer use Radiant Artes. They had lived for so many years, but they had never encountered something like this.
"Brother Yang Yutian, you really are nothing special. You've actually drained all the Radiant Saint Force within a radius of ten kilometers, preventing the Radiant Saint Masters from using their Radiant Artes. My admiration for you is endless. Brother Yang Yutian, from today onwards, you'll be my idol," Kwon Youcai stared at Jianchen with shining eyes as admiration flooded his face.
Jianchen's face was cold, as if he did not notice how great of an impact his actions had on the Class 6 Radiant Saint Masters of the eight clans. A cold light flickered through his eyes as sharp killing intent leaked out. He called out, "Sky Filled with Rain, go!" With a point of Jianchen's finger, the countless specks of light condensed from Radiant Saint Force immediately shot toward the black-clothed people behind him like moths to a flame.
The black-clothed people had witnessed the great strength Jianchen had displayed earlier. They did not dare to be careless when faced with such an inconspicuous attack. Surging Saint Force immediately surged out from their bodies, forming a thick barrier around them to block the specks of light. At the same time, they swung their Saint Weapons, constantly colliding with the specks of light.
The specks of light were condensed from Radiant Saint Force. They seemed inconspicuous, but every single droplet was filled with powerful and sharp energy. When they collided with the Saint Weapons of the black-clothed people, they immediately produced a series of metallic sounds.
"Argh!" A miserable shriek rang out from the black-clothed man's mouth. A few specks of light had broken through the layer of Saint Force on the surface of his body and pierced deep into his body. The intense pain caused him to uncontrollably cry out in pain.
Although the other black-clothed men had managed to block the attacks of the specks of light, the situation was not optimistic. The specks of light were just too dense, almost as numerous as raindrops. Many of the specks of light had broken through the blockade of their Saint Weapons and struck the defensive barriers formed by their Saint Force, causing them to violently tremble.
"This damned thing is just too powerful. My Saint Force barrier can't last much longer. I can't hold on any longer. Retreat!" A black-clothed person cursed as his barrier constantly trembled. He gave up on attacking Jianchen and rapidly retreated.
"Is this bastard a Class 6 or 7 Radiant Saint Master? Why is he so powerful? We can't even approach him with over a dozen of us." The black-clothed people all cursed as they were forced back by Jianchen's Radiant Artes. They had no choice but to give up on attacking and retreat to protect themselves.
"You want to retreat just like that? Not so easy." Jianchen sneered and called out, "Radiant Swords!" With that, three streaks of white light suddenly flickered in the distant horizon. They shot towards the boat with lightning speed, directly shooting towards one of the retreating black-clothed people.
"H-h-h-h-he's actually condensing Radiant Swords from ten kilometers away and then controlling them to fly over." The Class 6 Radiant Saint Master from the eight clans immediately became tongue-tied when he saw this.
"This Yang Yutian sure is capable. He's actually able to condense Radiant Swords from ten kilometers away and then control them to fly over. It's just unbelievable." The Class 6 Radiant Saint Master from the Cheng family murmured in a rather daze.
The complexion of Seer Family's Seer Langke became very unsightly, while the complexions of the other families were also uncertain.
"Behind you!" A black-clothed person discovered the three Radiant Swords in the distance and immediately cried out to warn his companions. His eyes widened as he stared at the three Radiant Swords in disbelief. This was because the three Radiant Swords had actually flown over from ten kilometers away.
The other black-clothed people all noticed the Radiant Swords flying over from behind when they heard the cries of surprise. They were all shocked.
The three Radiant Swords shot straight toward one of the black-clothed people. Every single Radiant Sword was equivalent to a full-powered attack from a Heaven Saint Master. The first Radiant Sword collided with the Saint Weapon of one of the black-clothed people, causing him to rapidly retreat. A grunt rang out from his throat, indicating that he was heavily injured.
Before the black-clothed person could return to his senses, the second Radiant Sword shot toward him. Although the black-clothed person successfully blocked it, he vomited a mouthful of blood. His hand that gripped the Saint Weapon became numb from the powerful force, causing his right hand to droop powerlessly.
Afterwards, the third Radiant Sword basically followed the second Radiant Sword as it shot toward the heavily injured black-clothed person. It directly pierced through his chest, and when half of the Radiant Sword entered his body, it suddenly exploded, blasting the black-clothed person to pieces. Even his soul failed to escape, directly wiping out his soul.
A Heaven Saint Master had died to the hands of a Class 6 Radiant Saint Master just like that. Moreover, he had been killed while being surrounded by so many people.
Jianchen did not rejoice at all after killing a Heaven Saint Master. His face remained extremely cold as killing intent filled his eyes. He pointed his right hand at the sky and looked up at the pitch-black sky. He yelled out, "Sword of Judgement!"
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