"Whoosh!"
The entire place was shocked. Several people looked at Xiao Chen with expressions of disbelief.
Xiao Chen was the White Robed Bladesman who won consecutive victories in the Five Nation Youth Competition. Back then, in the final battle, he had caused the surrounding Dragon Veins to tremble. Xiao Chen's name had spread throughout the entire Tianwu Continent along with the True Dragon Ranking. The Boundless Sea spoke of his deeds.
Xiao Chen came from the Heavenly Saber Pavilion, an unranked sect. However, he advanced rapidly, defeating all sorts of experts before finally reaching the peak.
In less than three years, he had actually returned from the Kunlun Realm. Furthermore, he had advanced to Martial Sage, a cultivation that these old fellows could only achieve in one or two hundred years.
Sima Hong paled slightly. Unexpectedly, it really is him. The fellow that I once smacked half to death with one palm strike really returned.
"If I do not die, I will definitely wash the Sima Clan in blood in the future!"
Sima Hong could not help but feel fear when he saw Xiao Chen's current cultivation. His body trembled slightly. After hesitating for a while, he prepared to turn around and leave.
"Sima Hong, if you have the guts, then take one more step!"
Xiao Chen's gaze was like lightning, revealing its sharpness as he shouted coldly at Sima Hong.
Sima Hong was slightly stunned and felt somewhat guilty. Then, he perked himself up and said, "Xiao Chen, don't think that you can speak arrogantly just because you are a Martial Sage. Do you really want to wash the Sima Clan in blood? With the accumulations of my Sima Clan, if we really fall out, the Heavenly Saber Pavilion will not have a good time, either. "
The other Martial Sages could not help but show complicated expressions.
Back then, Sima Hong had disregarded his status and caused a huge commotion in the Heavenly Saber Pavilion, causing the deaths of many juniors. In the end, he was slapped in the face. That was a matter that shook the entire place.
Sima Hong would never have imagined that the minor character who could not even last one move against him back then would have a cultivation that even he could not see through in less than three years.
Xiao Chen's lips curled up into a smile. He said, "Every injustice has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. Back then, you killed and injured countless disciples of my Heavenly Saber Pavilion. Don't worry, I will only place this debt on you.
"Although my heart is cold, I am not someone who will kill the innocent. Back then, you gave me a sword strike and beat me half to death. Today, I will only ask you one question. Do you dare to take one finger from me and settle this grudge? "
There was a boundless sharpness in his eyes, but his heart was as calm as still water. Xiao Chen looked at Sima Hong and quietly waited for his answer.
A storm is brewing and thunderclouds are pressing down on the city. I only have one question. Do you dare to take a finger from me?
One finger?
All the Sky Dome Realm Martial Sages present could not help but mutter to themselves, It is just one finger. This Xiao Chen overestimates himself.
Could it be that Xiao Chen thought that he could kill Sima Hong with a single finger?
How old was Sima Hong? How old was Xiao Chen? Even if you, Xiao Chen, advanced to Martial Sage in the Kunlun Realm and is much stronger than in the Sky Dome Realm, how old are you?
However, wanting to defeat Sima Hong with a single finger was no different from a fantasy.
Sima Hong's expression changed. He said coldly, "Fellow Daoists, listen up. He said it himself. Receive one finger from him and settle this grudge."
The Martial Sages who were on good terms with Sima Hong all spoke up for him.
"Xiao Chen, when a man speaks, his words carry enormous weight. Don't immediately go back on what you said."
"That's right. Otherwise, even if you become Emperor Wu in the future, breaking your promise will be a stain on your life."
Xiao Chen's delicate face remained as calm as an ancient well. He said calmly, "I said one finger, and it is one finger. Sima Hong, I'm only asking if you dare to take it or not!"
"What a joke. If I do not even dare to take one finger from you, I, Sima Hong, have lived so long in vain." Sima Hong did not show any fear. It was just one finger. At most, he would only suffer some minor injuries. He, Sima Hong, was a peak Medial Grade Martial Sage.
Xiao Chen smiled coldly in his heart. Even at death's door, he is still so arrogant. He is truly looking at the sky from the bottom of a well. He does not know how vast the sky outside is.
Xiao Chen instantly activated his overlord bloodline, and the three-hundred-odd Heavenly Sage Laws in his body swam around like a river.
"Rumble …!" The sound of surging water in Xiao Chen's body caused thunder to rumble everywhere.
The purple Lightning Talisman in Xiao Chen's sea of consciousness spun quickly. The will of thunder infused into the Heavenly Sage Laws and poured into his fingertip.
In the time it took for a spark to fly, Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and pointed. A strand of saber Qi shot out from his fingertip, and the ethereal saber soul in his sea of consciousness came out as well.
The purple saber Qi was like a beautiful light. It gathered Xiao Chen's will of thunder, ninety-percent-comprehended saber intent, and eighty-percent-comprehended lightning-attributed energy from the three hundred Heavenly Sage Laws.
First, an extremely resplendent purple light lit up at the tip of Xiao Chen's fingertip. "Ka ca! Ka ca!" The space in front instantly shattered. The entire space shattered into tens of thousands of shards, looking like a mirror.
When Sima Hong saw that resplendent light, his heart instantly sank. He knew he was gravely mistaken, and he turned ashen in fear.
The Heavenly Sage Laws in his body quickly left his body. He quickly formed hand seals and formed layers of light barriers in front of him, trying to block this finger.
There were many Heavenly Sage Laws, no less than five hundred of them. However, every one of them was not even as thick as a pinky finger.
They were far from comparable to some Inferior Grade Martial Sages of the Kunlun Realm.
"Pu ci!"
The purple saber light flashed. Sima Hong's defenses were like paper; they did not have any defensive effect at all.
Blood filled the air as the saber Qi pierced through Sima Hong's body. As space shattered, he shattered into thousands of shards, dying without a complete corpse.
With one finger, space collapsed. Sima Hong did not even have a chance to make a sound before he died silently.
Xiao Chen withdrew his hand and stood upright. Everywhere that strand of saber Qi passed, space already collapsed, turning into shards that looked like mirrors drifting around.
The other Martial Sages were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat. The horror in their eyes was indescribable.
What kind of horrifying strength was this? The Medial Grade Martial Sages of the Sky Dome Realm could not resist at all before Xiao Chen.
In reality, it was not that Xiao Chen was too strong. Instead, it was that these Sky Dome Realm Martial Sages were too weak. Compared to the Kunlun Realm Martial Sages, their accumulations were simply too lacking. The difference was like clouds and mud.
Furthermore, Xiao Chen comprehended the will of thunder, and his saber intent reached peak ninety percent comprehension. It already had the shape of a soul.
While this finger strike looked casual, it contained close to eighty percent of Xiao Chen's strength. He did not intend to let Sima Hong live.
More importantly, Xiao Chen wanted to use this finger strike to deter the other Martial Sages from having any designs on the Heavenly Emperor's grave.
The drifting shards of space in front started to piece back together. Xiao Chen scattered his aura and said calmly, "I've dealt with my personal matters. Let's continue with the proper business. It is not time to open the Heavenly Emperor's grave yet. Everyone, please return."
Xiao Chen had said the same thing earlier. His tone and attitude had not changed at all.
However, the effect this time was immediate. Most of the Martial Sages left in an instant. They had no choice but to leave. Just look at Sima Hong's miserable death.
Haha! This old man congratulates Brother Xiao Chen on obtaining the Heavenly Emperor's grave. Soon, this old man will definitely pay the Heavenly Saber Pavilion a visit.
A voice projection rang out in Xiao Chen's mind. It was the Sect Master of the Haotian Sect's Sky Dome Realm Branch.
Xiao Chen smiled bitterly in his heart. Most people probably did not believe him when he said that the Heavenly Emperor's grave was not suitable to be opened.
However, Xiao Chen could not be bothered to explain. He sent a voice projection back and said, Senior is too serious.
The Martial Sages slowly scattered. Soon, only Xiao Chen remained. He sighed silently. A pearl radiating a strong cold Qi appeared in Xiao Chen's hand. It was the dragon pearl that gave off a bright light earlier.
Xiao Chen, are you really not going to take a look and see what is in the first-generation Tianwu Emperor's grave? This Tianwu Emperor is a mysterious person. We might not even know if he is dead or not. As long as we open the coffin and take a look, we will know everything.
Ao Jiao spoke softly from the Immortal Spirit Ring.
Xiao Chen glanced at the Heavenly Emperor's grave in the lush greenery below. He said, "Never mind. Since I made a promise to that old dragon, I will help him complete his unfulfilled promise."
Earlier, when the dragon pearl was about to explode, even Xiao Chen, who was hiding in the lake, was startled. Just as he prepared to tear space and leave, the dragon pearl flew into his hand with a 'shua' sound.
However, the Dragon Pearl flew into his hand with a 'shua' sound, causing him to be shocked. It turned out that the Dragon Pearl contained a trace of the old dragon's remnant soul.
The old dragon entrusted Xiao Chen to continue guarding the Heavenly Emperor's grave and not let anyone open it.
Xiao Chen could not agree completely. He could only promise to do his best to guard the Heavenly Emperor's grave before he left the Sky Dome Realm. After he left, he would be too far away to do anything.
Fortunately, the old dragon was very straightforward. If there was no time to guard it, he would tear the Heavenly Emperor's grave into the void and destroy it.
This was a strand of remnant soul in the first place. After it spoke, it stopped breathing, leaving only the Dragon Pearl in Xiao Chen's hand.
Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, and the Universe Flags appeared in his grasp. Then, he waved his hand. Seventy-two formation flags flew out, and Xiao Chen formed hand seals with both hands, preparing to set up restrictions to seal this place.
"Interesting. Unexpectedly, the first-generation Tianwu Emperor's grave ended up being guarded by a descendant of the Qing Emperor. It looks like there really is such a thing as fate."
A clear voice resounded. Chu Chaoyun descended from the sky and arrived in front of Xiao Chen.
Chu Chaoyun wore the ancient uniform of the Tianwu Dynasty. His expression today was strangely solemn, a stark contrast to his usual carefree demeanor.
Xiao Chen felt somewhat surprised at Chu Chaoyun's appearance. However, he soon understood. Given Chu Chaoyun's identity as a descendant of the Tianwu Dynasty, it was impossible for him not to know about today's matter.
"Are you going to open this Heavenly Emperor's grave? If so, I'm afraid things will not go as you wish. "Xiao Chen waved his hand, and the Lunar Shadow Saber appeared in his left hand.
Chu Chaoyun's lips curled up in a smile as he took a step forward. He said, "Don't you want to know whether the first-generation Tianwu Emperor is dead or not? Speaking of which, this is a secret that even I do not know."
Xiao Chen stared at the other party. The leaping sharpness turned into a gentle breeze that fluttered his clothes and hair. The Neptune headscarf on his forehead made his heart calm.
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