The sky was boundless and blue, like a huge gem, clear and bright, pleasing to the eye. The sky was vast, and the mind was lofty.
A bolt of lightning flashed by at an astonishing speed. It was Chen Zong, who was rushing towards the Xuanyuan Kingdom. Suddenly, the bolt of lightning slightly adjusted its trajectory, and fell down like a meteor. It was so fast and powerful that it seemed like it was going to collapse the ground.
At the moment the ball of lightning was about to hit the ground, it paused for a moment, and the lightning quickly dissipated. His body became as light as a feather and floated down. His feet touched the ground, and he did not even move a speck of dust.
His long robe fluttered, as if it was rippling in the water, and then it gradually returned to silence.
Chen Zong stood still with his eyes closed, meditating and comprehending.
Suddenly, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes. His eyes emitted an extremely cold light, as if two extremely sharp sword lights were tearing through the sky. They tore the air in front of him as if they were solid, and they drew across the ground, leaving two straight sword marks.
The Extreme Sword was also unsheathed in an instant, and it turned into an extremely sharp sword light that tore through the void and attacked forward.
The sword light was decisive, sharp, and indestructible. It was as if there was nothing in the world that could block the sharpness of this sword.
But when the sword light was about to hit the boulder, it suddenly became soft, as if refined steel had turned soft, and in an instant, it surrounded the boulder.
The sword light disappeared, and the boulder remained motionless. After a few breaths, a small mark appeared around the boulder, and it was cut in a circle from all directions, and went straight into the boulder.
The combination of hardness and softness!
Chen Zong did not use any power in this strike, and it was only one of the mysteries of the Twenty-Four Dragons and Snakes Painting.
Unknowingly, his swordsmanship had improved again.
Sheathing the Extreme Sword, Chen Zong was about to continue flying, but he paused for a moment. His eyes stared ahead, and they were so sharp that even the air seemed to have become sharp.
A figure was flying in front of him, and it was not fast, but rather leisurely.
Staring at the figure in front of him, Chen Zong's eyes seemed to ripple, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. That smile seemed to contain traces of killing intent.
Ming Daozi!
This person was none other than Ming Daozi, who had brought him and the other prodigies from the four upper regions to the Tianyuan Sacred Region.
Back then, Ming Daozi had used his identity as an expert of Tianyuan Sacred Region to give the geniuses a chance to enter Tianyuan Sacred Region. He said that they would become disciples of his Sect and receive training.
But that was not the case.
As soon as the geniuses entered the Tianyuan Sacred Region, they were betrayed by Ming Daozi and sold to the dark forces. If not for his decisiveness and good luck, he would still be in the dark forces and become their executioners.
He might have even been killed.
Perhaps Ming Daozi had brought him into the Tianyuan Sacred Region, and it was because he had entered the Tianyuan Sacred Region that he had obtained various opportunities and constantly improved his cultivation by leaps and bounds. This was a level that he could not achieve in the four upper regions.
However, Chen Zong would not be grateful to him, not even a little bit, because Ming Daozi had been up to no good from the beginning.
Of course, Chen Zong did not deliberately look for Ming Daozi, but since they had met, it was time to settle their grudge.
Ming Daozi sensed Chen Zong's gaze and immediately looked over. When he saw a young face, he was slightly taken aback. Then, he felt that this person seemed familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
Cultivators usually had good memories, but Ming Daozi had experienced many things over the past dozen years. In addition, he had brought the geniuses from the four upper regions into the Tianyuan Sacred Region and sold them to the dark forces. It was not a big deal to him, so he did not take those geniuses seriously.
To be honest, in Ming Daozi's opinion, the geniuses from the four upper regions were nothing after entering the Tianyuan Sacred Region, and it would be difficult for them to achieve anything. Moreover, they had entered the dark forces, and it was unknown whether they could survive.
In addition, as more than a dozen years had passed, Chen Zong's temperament had changed a lot from before, so Ming Daozi did not recognize him.
However, Ming Daozi instinctively felt that the person in front of him was not simple, and seemed to be a threat to him. Moreover, he was so young, so he must be a peerless genius with a shocking background. Ming Daozi could not be an enemy of such a young genius, and it would be best if he could befriend him.
"My name is Ming Daozi, how should I address you?" Ming Daozi approached Chen Zong, cupped his hands, and asked with a smile, trying to show his goodwill.
"My name is Chen Zong," Chen Zong said calmly, and the sharpness in his eyes seemed to be restrained.
"Chen Zong." Ming Daozi was slightly taken aback. This name seemed to be very shocking over the years, but he did not know if this person was Chen Zong.
After all, the world was so big that it was not strange to have people with the same name. Some people would even deliberately change their names.
"It seems that you don't recognize me." Chen Zong smiled faintly, but when Ming Daozi saw that smile, he suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. There was no reason for it.
"Do I know you?" Ming Daozi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked.
Although Ming Daozi's cultivation base was at the Intermediate Ninth Level Saint Rudiment Stage, and he was not weak in the Tianyuan Sacred Region, he was actually not ranked. After all, he was only at the Intermediate Ninth Level Saint Rudiment Stage, and there were many people in the Tianyuan Sacred Region who were stronger than him.
Moreover, there was a kind of peerless genius who could fight and kill enemies above their level.
If this person in front of him was really Chen Zong, then he was a top peerless genius who could not be made an enemy of. If there was any misunderstanding, it was best to resolve it, even if it meant paying a price.
"It seems that you really have forgotten." Chen Zong said leisurely, "More than a decade ago, in the Four Upper Regions, you tricked them into the Tianyuan Sacred Region and sold them to the Dark Forces."
Ming Daozi's expression changed when he heard Chen Zong's words, and scenes flashed through his mind.
It had only been more than a decade, and it was actually a very short time. Now that he took the initiative to recall, the scenes from back then flashed through his mind.
The face in front of him suddenly overlapped with the face from more than a decade ago.
After all, Chen Zong's performance back then was quite outstanding, and he was the most valuable genius among the Four Upper Regions, so he had left a deep impression on Ming Daozi.
"Let's end the grudge from back then." Chen Zong didn't say anything. As soon as he finished speaking, he unsheathed his Extreme Edge Sword, and an incomparably sharp sword light instantly tore through the air. It was a lifeless strike, and it mercilessly attacked Ming Daozi.
"So it's you. You actually managed to escape, but you'll die if you meet me," Ming Daozi shouted. The smile on his face had disappeared and was replaced by a ferocious and murderous look.
Boom!
The tyrannical aura of a Middle Ninth Heaven Saint Rudiment Stage cultivator burst out without reservation and soared into the sky. Ming Daozi's figure flew forward at an extremely fast speed, like a flash of cold light. His fingers clenched together as he swept them forward from the side of his body, as if he wanted to pierce through everything with his sharp and unparalleled precision.
This attack seemed to be indestructible, and it demonstrated Ming Daozi's amazing strength.
However, this attack was nothing in Chen Zong's eyes. It was nothing compared to the peerless geniuses he had faced before.
Under normal circumstances, a Ninth Heaven Saint Realm cultivator's strength was indeed several times stronger than a Seventh Heaven Saint Realm cultivator. However, Chen Zong wasn't an ordinary Seventh Heaven Saint Realm cultivator. He was a peerless monster who stood at the pinnacle of his generation. His strength couldn't be measured by common sense.
Moreover, Chen Zong's past opponents were all peerless geniuses. Not only were they powerful, but they were also very skilled in martial arts. When they performed ordinary moves, they could turn something rotten into something magical.
Ming Daozi was only an ordinary Ninth Level Saint Rudiment Stage cultivator. Although his martial arts were good, he could not be compared to those peerless geniuses.
Regardless, Ming Daozi was a Ninth Level Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouse, and his strength was not weak. With the huge gap between their cultivation bases, it would not be easy for Chen Zong to kill him.
Fight!
Ming Daozi's heart was filled with killing intent. He wanted to kill Chen Zong now. Otherwise, there would be endless trouble in the future.
Similarly, Chen Zong wanted to end their feud, so he naturally wanted to kill Ming Daozi.
Infinite Sword Chain Slash!
As soon as this sword technique was displayed, it instantly closed in on Ming Daozi, causing him to be flustered.
In terms of cultivation method, Ming Daozi was not as good as Chen Zong. In terms of martial arts attainments, Ming Daozi was not as good as Chen Zong. In terms of comprehension of Dao Intent, Ming Daozi was not as good as Chen Zong.
The only thing he could surpass Chen Zong in was his cultivation base. However, in the face of all these differences, cultivation base was not that important.
Myriad Streams Force Field!
In an instant, hundreds of torrents rushed toward Ming Daozi.
Chen Zong did not intend to fight for a long time. Although Ming Daozi's martial arts were not bad, the gap between him and his previous opponents was too obvious. It would not have any effect on him at all. Therefore, he wanted to kill him as soon as possible.
Under the impact of the hundreds of torrents, Ming Daozi's limbs and bones were immediately bound, making it difficult for him to move. In his horror, he immediately unleashed all his strength to break free from the torrents.
However, when he broke free from the restraints of the hundred torrents, a sword-light that was faster than lightning pierced through the sky like a stream of light and attacked him.
Dodge!
However, he was powerless to do anything. He only felt that his body had become incomparably heavy in an instant, and he was unable to move at all. He could only watch helplessly as the beam of light pierced through the space between his eyebrows and flew out from the back of his head.
Ming Daozi stared at Chen Zong. His eyes gradually dimmed, and they were filled with unwillingness and regret.
If he had known that this day would come, he would have killed this boy back then. Otherwise, he would not have left behind such a trouble that would lead to his death.
Unfortunately, it was all too late. There was no medicine for regret.
A drop of bright red blood fell from the Extreme Edge Sword. The blade was not stained by even a speck of dust. It slowly entered the scabbard, and the sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard was very pleasing to the ear.
Chen Zong stared at Ming Daozi with an indifferent expression. Back then, Ming Daozi was a powerhouse that he could only look up to and made him feel like an ant in front of him. Now, he had lost his life under his sword. Moreover, it was not difficult for him to do so.
In this battle, he had not unleashed all of his strength.
This was the difference between an ordinary rogue cultivator and a peerless monster.
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