From a certain perspective, Chen Changsheng's Sword Dao was somewhat unreasonable.
As long as he could break his opponent's Star Domain, then even if his opponent's cultivation realm was far higher than his, they would still find it very troublesome.
Three years ago, on that snowy day in the capital, he had charged into the alley of the Northern Military Department, sword in hand. Even an expert of the Proclamation of Liberation like Xiao De and several dozen high-level assassins from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets and the Department for Purging Officials had been unable to do anything to him.
A hint of regret appeared in the White Tiger Divine General's eyes before it was shattered by the sword light.
He knew that he had underestimated his opponent.
But he wouldn't give up. As he waved his iron spear, he created layers of iron curtains in front of him. At the same time, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Chen Chang Sheng's eyes.
The more swords one used, the more True Essence and Divine Sense would be consumed. This was a truth that everyone knew.
In his opinion, no matter how vigorous Chen Chang Sheng's True Essence was, no matter how calm his divine sense was, under the torrential rain of hundreds of swords, it was impossible for him to withstand for too long. He believed that as long as he persevered for a period of time, or even just a few breaths' time, Chen Chang Sheng's True Essence and Divine Sense would be exhausted, then it would be time for him to counterattack.
The iron spear in his hand carried a swift and fierce feeling, he swung it even faster, and his defense became even tighter. He didn't even care about the sword lights that slashed towards his legs and arms, he only protected his vital parts, blocking Chen Chang Sheng's hundreds of swords and the enemy whose position he couldn't determine. He waited for the moment to counterattack.
There was nothing wrong with this idea. In fact, it could even be said to be the safest strategy. But after a few breaths, he shockingly discovered that Chen Chang Sheng's True Essence and Divine Sense didn't feel exhausted at all. There wasn't even a sign of weakening! What was going on? Even if he had started cultivating, meditating, and meditating since he was in his mother's womb, it was still impossible for him to possess so much Star Radiance True Essence! Moreover, why was his divine sense so calm? He didn't feel like a young man at all, but more like an old priest who had been in seclusion in a Daoist temple for hundreds of years!
Sword light filled the sky, unending.
The sound of the sword piercing through the air was incessant.
The White Tiger Divine General was shocked speechless. Then, he felt a great sense of alarm.
If he had forcefully retreated at the risk of being injured, he might have been able to avoid the rain of swords.
But he wanted to defend and counterattack, so he missed the best opportunity, and now he could no longer find a chance to leave.
It was like a water snake in a stream. With the arrival of winter, the water temperature gradually dropped, but because it was greedy for the delicious taste of the fish that might be slowed down by the low temperature, it hesitated for a while and did not leave the mountain stream. In the end, it did not get to eat the fish, but was frozen into the ice and died!
It seemed like a long process, but to the spectators, it was only a few breaths of time.
The cup of tea was still boiling hot, and the incense had just begun.
The White Tiger Divine General knew that he had to risk his life.
He madly circulated his True Essence, his iron spear piercing through the air, using his strongest Mountain Seeking Strike, in an attempt to force Chen Chang Sheng to withdraw his sword and defend.
The rain of swords that filled the sky suddenly retracted, hovering in the air around Chen Chang Sheng, creating countless sparks, barely managing to block this spear.
The sky was blue after the rain.
With a flash of blue light, two hands covered in black hair landed on the back of the White Tiger Divine General's neck.
The White Tiger Divine General let out a muffled groan as his spear smashed into the ground. His berserk True Essence borrowed the momentum of the ground to return behind him.
But the sword cried out once more!
Countless fierce sword intents severed the rock veins at the bottom of the plateau, forcefully severing his spear energy!
The White Tiger Divine General let out a fierce howl. Borrowing the remaining energy of the spear, he wanted to fly up and escape the danger of being pincered.
A dazzling sword glow flashed before his eyes and then fled into the sky.
Ten fierce blue glows suddenly appeared above his head and vanished into the air.
The White Tiger Divine General's howl came to a screeching halt!
All was quiet on the plateau.
A sword stabbed into his chest.
There was a hole there, and blood was flowing out from it.
There was a light crack.
A pair of hands had twisted his neck.
His head limply drooped to the side.
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The second-ranked Divine General of the Great Zhou, the White Tiger Divine General, was at the peak of Star Condensation. His cultivation was already close to Xue Xingchuan's.
In every aspect, he was stronger than Chen Chang Sheng and Zhexiu.
But today, he had been jointly attacked by Chen Chang Sheng and Zhexiu. Let alone victory, he hadn't even found a chance to counterattack.
He collapsed on the plateau, blood spurting from his wounds. Carrying with him a sense of unwillingness, despair, and confusion, he died.
The plateau was still deathly still.
Too many things had happened today, the situation changing too quickly. Even now, there were still many people who could not react.
South Stream Temple had decided to close the temple and hold a grand ceremony, inviting the Imperial Court and the various sects to observe the ceremony, but Pope Chen Chang Sheng had firmly rejected it. However, Chen Chang Sheng had suddenly become the true culprit behind Bie Tianxin's death, the target of vengeance for Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi.
Just when Wuqiong Bi was about to kill Pope Chen Chang Sheng, Holy Maiden Xu Yourong suddenly emerged from seclusion. The two's harmonious sword style shocked everyone present. When Bie Yanghong broke the harmonious sword style, he was obstructed by Xu Yourong's Tong Bow and Wu Arrows. The White Tiger Divine General used this chance to launch a sneak attack on Chen Chang Sheng. Wang Po's Blade from Beyond the Heavens wanted to save him, but he was obstructed by Wuqiong Bi.
At this moment, the mysterious blue-clothed visitor from the Great Western Continent unleashed a thunderous strike at Chen Chang Sheng that no one could stop. It seemed like no one could stop him, but it seemed like at the time, all the people present who had the ability to stop him were either being stopped or had no reason to stop him.
Bie Yanghong was the latter. His attack had directly changed the situation and exposed the true mystery.
The blue-clothed visitor's scheme had been exposed and then he had died. Logically speaking, this story should have ended here, but it had not.
If the White Tiger Divine General's first attack represented the stance of the Imperial Court and the venerable Daoist Shang Xingzhou …
Then the White Tiger Divine General's death naturally represented the stance of the Orthodoxy and Pope Chen Chang Sheng.
Chen Chang Sheng had personally killed this person.
There was no stance in the world more clear-cut than this.
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The Prince of Xiang slightly narrowed his eyes and asked Chen Chang Sheng, "Your Holiness, you just killed him?"
Chen Chang Sheng said nothing. The person who answered the Prince of Xiang was Hu Thirty-Two.
The bishop snapped, "This person attempted to assassinate His Holiness the Pope, committing a heinous crime that deserves ten thousand deaths."
It was just like a few days ago in the old estate in Wenshui City.
Tang Thirty-Six wanted the Tang Second Master to die, to die immediately, before the sun set over the mountains.
The White Tiger Divine General dared to attack Chen Chang Sheng, so he also had to die. He had to die on the spot, die in front of everyone.
The Prince of Xiang said nothing more.
Bie Yanghong looked at him and said, "Once I go to White Emperor City and kill Mu Jiushi, I will go to the capital and ask the venerable Daoist if he knows of this matter."
Then he turned to Chen Chang Sheng and Xu Yourong and said, "My apologies."
Finally, he and Wang Po exchanged their farewells and then left with Wuqiong Bi.
As the somewhat desolate figures of this couple shot into the sky and vanished into the sea of clouds, the people on the plateau all had different emotions, some of them feeling sympathy.
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(I've been rather tired recently and time is rather tight. In the next half month, I will do my best to write two chapters a day, but I might not have time to revise them. There will definitely be many mistakes and omissions. I ask for everyone's understanding.)
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