Chapter 832 - 343: Qianxuan Creation

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Chu Xisheng, for the first time, integrated the core essence of the Heavenly Punishment God Destruction Saber with the Infinite Slash. He could annihilate all possibilities of the opponent capturing the position of his sword blade! At the same time, Chu Xisheng silently marveled in his heart. The moves taught by my wife are indeed useful. Invincible below the Fourth Grade! "Hiss!" It was the blood spilled from Zhangsun Bingquan’s body. Unable to defend against Chu Xisheng’s strike, he managed to distance himself under extreme conditions. Chu Xisheng’s Jade Ruler Gold Standard Blade carved a terrifying wound on his chest but couldn’t fully cut through his body. Zhangsun Bingquan’s gaze was cold and filled with intense fear. This move of Chu Xisheng’s was so bizarre, so strange, yet so domineering! Zhangsun Bingquan couldn’t grasp its sword force, nor did he know how to defend against it at all. "You lost!" Chu Xisheng continued to strike relentlessly, his sword force pressing forth: "Look carefully, this is the martial arts standard of the Divine Continent! This is why I am called the Infinite Blade Lord!" Zhangsun Bingquan felt endless humiliation. Simultaneously, boundless dissatisfaction and uncontained fury erupted within his chest. He had not yet lost! Zhangsun Bingquan exerted all his might, once more wielded his sword, and suddenly unleashed a torrent of icy rivers! ※※※※ Meanwhile, another battle in the chaotic void neared its conclusion. Su Fengdao’s graceful body retreated a thousand feet, frowning as she glanced at her left arm. A sword mark appeared on her left upper arm, and a layer of dark ice covered one side of her body. Su Fengdao’s strength was unable to dispel this dark ice. She could shatter the dark ice with force, but in the next moment, that side of her body would be frozen again. This was because Ween Zhiyi’s sword power and sword intent had delved deep into her body’s core. And in their fight, they had exchanged exactly one hundred and thirty-two blades! Su Fengdao had given her all, delivering one hundred and thirty-two blades, only to be injured by a single sword from Ween Zhiyi. The opponent had been carefree and unhurried the entire time. Ween Zhiyi seemed to have never taken things seriously. At the moment Su Fengdao’s power waned and could no longer continue, a casual sword from him injured her. The gap between them was unexpectedly so vast. Was this the very One Sword Overturning City that had been able to contend with the Blood Vengeance Blade Lord centuries ago? A thousand feet away, Ween Zhiyi casually flicked the Divine Chi Sword back into Zhangsun Ruoli’s hands. "This battle ends here. This is only an avatar transformation of yours and has just fought a great battle. It would be dishonorable for me to claim victory over you. If you’re not convinced, you can come to duel me in your true form." Su Fengdao silently mocked herself, this battle was truly embarrassing. Fortunately, her disciple did well, allowing her to save some face. She decisively sheathed her sword, brushed the loose strands of hair behind her ear, and said: "As expected of Ween Zhiyi, both the Taiyin Sword and Xuanming Sword have reached the peak of creation. I, Su, am impressed. If given the chance, I will certainly seek further instruction from you in the future." Yet this hope seemed slim. Her true body was trapped in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, unsure if there’d be another chance to emerge. Ween Zhiyi nodded slightly: "Your sword makes me quite expectant! I’d love to see you and the World Sealing Saber in your prime." Without another word, Su Fengdao turned and left. Both this woman’s sword and her masterly demeanor commanded Su Fengdao’s respect. So there was nothing more to say. She flashed away, then grabbed Chu Xisheng, who was chasing and slashing at Zhangsun Bingquan, along with Ye Zhiqiu nearby, and vanished into the distant Vengeance Hall. She also wished to show Chu Xisheng what ’Vengeance’ looked like through the eyes of Pangu. The former Blood Vengeance Blade Lord had also gained enlightenment here, creating the nascent form of the Divine Intent Touch Death Blade based on the Heavenly Revenge Divine Intent Saber. Just after Su Fengdao left, the Ice City Princess Zhangsun Ruoli, standing not far away, frowned slightly: "Mother!" As soon as she spoke, she received a cold sidelong glance from Ween Zhiyi. Zhangsun Ruoli blinked, reluctantly changing her address: "Auntie. Su Fengdao’s sword skill is very strong; if she re-enters Jianghu, she could at least rank among the top three on the Heavenly List. That Chu Xisheng is exceptionally talented. Letting them go is like letting a tiger return to the mountain. The Formless Divine Sect is also one of Ice City’s great enemies." "A great enemy? Enemies should not be lightly made; your father’s downfall was due to his inability to restrain himself." Ween Zhiyi compacted the silver armor into a feather of metal on her body: "Do you think that with my emergence, you are free from worries? Do you think the Formless Divine Sect now has only Li Changsheng and Su Fengdao who are First Grade, and they can be humiliated easily? If both you and I can survive till now, where have the dozen or so First Grades of the Formless Divine Sect vanished to over a millennium? And that super-grade from a thousand years ago likely still exists today." Zhangsun Ruoli’s brow immediately furrowed. She thought these people might not be still alive. The Ten Thousand Demon Cave of the Formless Divine Sect was a bottomless pit where countless First Grades were insufficient to fill. However, recently, the Formless Divine Sect had acquired a Wood Sword Immortal, who has been stabilizing their qi fortune. "Additionally, the Formless Divine Sect guards the gate of the Divine Continent, a fundamental pillar of our Human Clan, indispensable." Ween Zhiyi discerned a hint of indifference in Zhangsun Ruoli’s eyes. She sighed inwardly. Her niece and the descendants of the Sea Suppressing Country had lived overseas for so long that they seemed to no longer view themselves as members of the Human Clan. Nonetheless, their bloodline inheritance, how could it be changed? How can there be surviving eggs under an overturned nest? Ween Zhiyi’s eyes were filled with complexity: "I won’t hide it from you, although most of my injuries have healed, my Divine Yin Bloodline has reached its limit, and I estimate I won’t live beyond fifteen years."

Chapter 832 - 343: Qianxuan Creation

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