Blood dripped from the corner of Jian Chen's mouth as he coldly stared at Harass and the other Saint Rulers. He switched from holding the sword with one hand to holding it with both hands as he constantly channeled Chaotic Force into the Dragonslaying Sword.
He knew that it would be very difficult for him to escape today. He had already lost the ability to flee against an Eighth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler. His only choice was to fight to the death.
"Eight great clans, even if I have to die here, I, Jianchen, will never let you off so easily." Jianchen's voice was extremely cold. The sword in his hand began to shine with an extremely bright, dark light as the destructive presence became more and more powerful.
Jianchen had been forced into a corner, so he did not hesitate to use a large amount of Chaotic Force to launch his most powerful attack. As the Primal Chaos Force in his dantian was continuously channeled into the Dragonslaying Sword, the Primal Chaos Force in his dantian was rapidly draining away. The originally thumb-sized Primal Chaos Neidan was shrinking at a visible rate.
The chaotic neidan was the source of Jianchen's power. If it dispersed due to excessive energy consumption, Jianchen would lose his Chaotic Force as well.
The ancestors of the eight clans all became rather stern as they sensed the rapidly increasing destructive power from the Ruler Armament. One of them immediately growled, "We can't let him continue like this. Senior Haras, you better get rid of Yang Yutian as soon as possible, just in case something unexpected happens."
Haras nonchalantly replied, "It's fine. Although Yang Yutian's power is very strange, he's still far too weak. He can only use the strength of a Fifth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler with the Ruler Armament, so he poses no threat to me at all. Let me see what Yang Yutian's trump card is and how powerful it is." Haras looked at Jianchen and a sliver of disdain appeared in his eyes. He coldly said, "Yang Yutian, I'll give you a chance to strike. After that strike, I'll take your life."
Jianchen remained silent. He channeled all the Chaotic Force in his dantian into the sword. As a large amount of Chaotic Force was drained away, the chaotic neidan in his dantian rapidly shrank as well. It had already shrunk from the size of a finger to the size of a bean.
The Ruler Armament in Jianchen's hands had already been enveloped by a powerful chaotic presence, completely submerging the sword. The powerful ripples of energy tore through space, causing it to constantly distort and form pitch-black cracks.
Kacha!
Suddenly, a clear sound rang out. The sudden sound immediately made Jian Chen's eyes narrow. Although he could not see it with his eyes, he could clearly sense that a tiny crack had appeared on the Dragonslaying Sword. The Chaotic Force that had condensed on the sword was so powerful that it had almost surpassed the limits of what the sword could endure.
A sliver of viciousness appeared in Jianchen's eyes. Not only did he not stop, but he also channeled even more Chaotic Force into the sword, causing the energy within the sword to become even more powerful.
Cracking sounds constantly rang out as the cracks on the sword became even denser. Just when the cracks had spread to a small portion of the sword, the attack that Jianchen had been preparing for all this time was finally unleashed. He gripped the sword with both hands and raised it above his head before swinging it down with enough force to split a mountain.
The sword tore through space with ease, obliterating it. Before the sword, space was as fragile as tofu, unable to heal itself. Afterwards, a huge streak of light condensed from surging Chaotic Force broke free from the Dragon-slaying Sword's restraints, shooting forward as a terrifying streak of sword Qi.
Not only was the strike the strongest attack that Jianchen could unleash right now, it also used up most of his Chaotic Force. The energy within the strike had completely surpassed the Ninth Heavenly Layer of Saint Ruler. Even Ruler Armaments were unable to endure it.
The huge sword Qi shot forward with devastating might, enveloping all the Saint Rulers from the eight clans in the City of God. All of them paled in shock.
"God dammit, work together to stop it," Harras called out and gathered all the Saint Rulers of the eight clans to stop the strike. His complexion had become extremely ugly. The power of Jianchen's strike had completely exceeded his expectations. He could not understand how Jianchen could unleash such a terrifying strike no matter what. Even he was unable to unleash such a terrifying attack.
Over a dozen experts worked together to create a barrier. Just as the barrier was about to take shape, a huge sword beam struck the barrier. The barrier shook violently and did not last long before shattering.
Spurt! The Saint Rulers all vomited blood. The strike was formed from the Chaotic Force that Jianchen had used up, so its power had reached an extremely terrifying level. It had completely surpassed the Ninth Heavenly Layer of Saint Ruler and was no weaker than an attack from a Holy Emperor. Harras was the strongest among them, so even if they worked together, they would not be able to stop it.
The huge sword Qi broke through the barrier and shot toward the Saint Rulers of the eight clans like a hot knife through butter. They were unable to dodge at all.
At that critical moment, a huge hand suddenly appeared. It was like a wall in the sky, blocking the Saint Rulers of the eight clans.
Boom! The huge sword Qi condensed from Chaotic Force struck the huge hand and immediately erupted with a great boom. Powerful ripples of energy wreaked havoc in the surroundings, obliterating space and plunging it into darkness.
The hand was like an unbreakable shield, completely blocking the huge sword Qi and saving the Saint Rulers of the eight great clans from the danger.
In the end, the huge sword Qi ran out of energy and dispersed in the air. Afterward, the huge hand gradually faded before vanishing in the end, revealing a middle-aged woman in violet clothes and an old man in blue robes. The middle-aged woman maintained her extended hand.
"Greetings to the two seniors!"
The Saint Rulers of the eight clans all knelt down and bowed when they saw the two of them. Their faces were filled with respect.
The middle-aged woman in purple slowly retracted her slender hand. She expressionlessly scanned the surroundings and coldly said, "I never thought that the City of God would become so chaotic after just one trip to the Guardian Clan. If I hadn't returned in time, I'm afraid you all would have met with disaster."
"You're right, senior. Thank you for saving our lives," the ancestors of the eight clans all said. All of them were slightly pale. The strike had frightened them, making them experience a life-threatening situation that they had not experienced for many years.
The middle-aged woman looked at Jianchen before looking at the White Tiger on Jianchen's shoulder. Her eyes immediately lit up and she asked emotionlessly, "You're Yang Yutian?"
Jianchen remained silent. He was extremely heavy inside. The middle-aged woman had blocked his strike that had cost him most of his Chaotic Force so easily. She was definitely a Holy Emperor with such strength, and even among the Holy Emperor realm experts, she would definitely be ranked at the very top.
"Senior, he's Yang Yutian," a Saint Ruler from the eight clans behind the middle-aged woman said softly.
"I never thought that you'd be a fighter as well, but no matter who you are, you have to leave behind the Winged Tiger on you." With that, the space around Jianchen immediately froze. The space that froze this time was much tougher than any time Jianchen had encountered before. It was like an extremely tough piece of metal, pressing down on Jianchen's body tightly. He could not even move a finger.
The middle-aged woman silently appeared in front of Jian Chen. She reached out with her white, jade-like hand to grab the little white tiger.
Boom!
At this moment, a violent boom suddenly rang out from afar. It shook the surroundings, causing the entire City of God to shake violently.
The middle-aged woman forcefully stopped her hand that reached toward the White Tiger. She suddenly turned her head in the direction of the Radiant Saint Master Union. Her indifferent gaze sharpened at that moment.
The sudden sound attracted everyone's attention. The president and grand elder immediately looked in the direction of the sound as well. To their surprise, it was the headquarters of the Radiant Saint Master Union.
Suddenly, the president's face changed drastically. He cried out, "It's a saint artifact! Oh no, the saint artifact has escaped!" With that, a golden streak of light shot over from afar with lightning speed, directly landing in Jianchen's hand. It was a golden tower that was only three inches tall.
"A saint artifact! That's a saint artifact of our union. Why has it escaped?" The president's face changed drastically. He stared at this in disbelief.
The middle-aged woman was stunned by this as well, but she returned to her senses soon after. She looked at the palm-sized golden tower that had flown into Jianchen's hand by itself, and a strange light immediately flashed through her eyes. She immediately extended her right hand toward the golden tower.
Just as the middle-aged woman's hand approached the golden pagoda, a rather large fist suddenly appeared in the void and directly punched towards the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman's expression changed, and the hand that was grabbing at the golden pagoda changed direction, bringing with it a layer of Heaven and Earth Energy to meet the incoming fist.
"Bang!"
With a thunderous sound, the middle-aged woman's hand collided with the fist, causing the surrounding space to violently tremble.
The middle-aged woman's face drastically changed after the strike. She immediately retreated as she stared at the fist that had appeared in the air in shock. She cried out, "The Holy Emperor's Ninth Heavenly Layer!"
A bare-chested middle-aged man slowly appeared in the void. The middle-aged man was burly, with a strong back and a strong waist. He radiated a ferocious aura. He glanced at the beautiful woman indifferently, then lost interest. He looked up at the sky, then at the ground beneath his feet. His expression grew more and more excited. His entire body was trembling slightly. He said in a trembling voice, "I'm out, I'm out, I'm finally out. I've finally returned to the world where the ancestors were originally from."
The middle-aged man was the greatest expert in the artifact space, the three-hundred-meter-long Golden Divine Dragon.
After the middle-aged man, another dozen or so figures slowly appeared in the sky. Every single one of them radiated with a valiant presence, suffocating the Saint Rulers present.
"We've finally come out. We've finally come out. From now on, we've regained our freedom. We don't need to be trapped in that damned space anymore."
"I've finally come out. I've regained my freedom …"
"I've finally returned to the world of my ancestors …"
The dozen Class 8 Magical Beasts that had just escaped from the artifact space all raised their heads and roared at the sky. Their voices were filled with unconcealable excitement, and a few of them even began to shed tears. Those were tears of excitement.
The middle-aged woman's face became extremely ugly. She cried out, "Why have over ten Holy Emperor level experts suddenly appeared? And one of them has even reached the Ninth Heavenly Layer. No, that's not the aura of humans. They're all high-grade Magic Beasts. "The middle-aged woman's face suddenly turned pale. …
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