Sword Dao Reaches Divinity, the Final Burning Golden Wings!

"This sword is called... Godslayer!"

The instant Chen Xun's words fell, the longsword in his hand suddenly erupted with dazzling radiance.

Its cry rang clear, like a dragon roaring across the nine heavens.

A vast torrent of sword qi surged forth like a celestial river pouring upside down!

In an instant,

heaven and earth lost their color.

The brilliant sword light swallowed the splendor of sun and moon, staining the entire sky a grim blood-red.

At that moment,

Qian Daoliu's mind went blank.

Chen Xun's Soul Power had clearly been completely exhausted long ago. How had he unleashed such a heaven-destroying, earth-shattering strike?

No...

That wasn't right!

Qian Daoliu suddenly realized.

He could not sense even the slightest fluctuation of Soul Power within that sword strike.

That was not a soul skill at all.

It was an utterly pure sword strike that transcended cultivation and broke free from the constraints of Soul Power Level!

What the blade carried was nothing but a solemn sword intent that severed cause and effect, unstoppable in its momentum.

Not just now—even across the countless ages of the continent, perhaps no one had ever set foot upon such a sword path.

This realm was clearly... divine.

Sword Dao Reaches Divinity!

Facing this strike that severed cause and effect and surpassed all rules,

Qian Daoliu's heart trembled. He had no time left to think.

Without hesitation, he burned the last of his Soul Power. The Six-Winged Angel wings behind him spread wide, bursting forth with an unprecedentedly blazing holy radiance!

Brilliant golden light shone like the rising sun, illuminating heaven and earth and dyeing the shattered sky a sacred gold.

"Ninth Spirit Ability, Angel's Descent!"

The instant his words fell, heaven and earth abruptly fell still.

Then,

a lofty, majestic, and sacred phantom of the Angel God tore through the clouds and descended upon the mortal world.

Endless divine radiance swirled around It. Every thread of light contained the power of supreme laws, inspiring awe and making all who beheld It want to kneel in worship.

The Angel God's phantom slowly raised a finger, gathering a speck of incomparably pure, dazzling light at its tip.

It was unmistakably power that stood above all living beings—the power of the Gods!

Though that wisp of Divine Power was thin as gauze, it had already surpassed the limits of all mortal Soul Power.

The instant Divine Power collided violently with sword qi, everyone's hearts leaped into their throats.

"Great Worship will definitely win!"

All the worshippers of the Worship Hall stared fixedly at the figures battling in the sky.

Qian Daoliu was their faith.

They had cultivated all these years with Qian Daoliu as their goal.

In their hearts, Qian Daoliu was the pinnacle of the human world, an absolutely powerful existence.

"Grandfather, can he win?"

Chen Xin clenched the Seven Kill Sword in his hand. If anything went wrong, he was prepared to sacrifice his life to save his grandfather.

"Chen Xun, even if your Sword Dao Reaches Divinity, I have the Angel God's Divine Power empowering me. There is no way I can lose this battle."

Qian Daoliu was the Angel God's servant. He had believed in the Angel God since childhood, and in his eyes, the Angel God was an absolutely invincible being who ruled over all living beings.

"Divine Power? Heh... This sword of mine was forged to slay Gods."

"Only one's own strength can be an eternal reliance. Even if that strength is as insignificant as dust, it still belongs wholly to oneself."

"Relying on external power... will always be a crooked path."

"Take another!"

"Sword Points to Youth, Instant Eternity!"

"Break!"

Chen Xun flicked his wrist, and the longsword rang out sharply.

An incomparably dazzling streak of sword light split the sky. Its sword qi struck directly at the phantom, slicing through the Divine Power surrounding it as though it were paper!

The sword qi did not fade. His voice, cold as iron, uttered another word:

"Kill!"

Killing intent blanketed the heavens, and the sword's howl shook the divine!

An utterly condensed, bone-chilling sword beam pierced straight through the angel phantom.

The next moment,

the angel phantom shuddered violently,

then let out a crisp sound like shattered glass!

The Angel God's phantom actually broke apart like an illusion reflected in water.

It turned into countless motes of light, slowly dispersing between heaven and earth...

Qian Daoliu's chest jolted violently, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood!

"Great Worship!"

Seeing Qian Daoliu injured, the many worshippers within the Worship Hall transformed into streaks of light and shot forward, attempting to rush to his aid.

However,

before they could draw near, a cold, stern figure had already arrived before Qian Daoliu.

Chen Xun held the Seven Kill Sword, its tip pressed against Qian Daoliu's throat.

The blade trembled slightly, slicing open his skin and drawing a thread of bright red blood.

"You lost."

The silence between heaven and earth was terrifying. Only Chen Xun's cold, indifferent voice echoed quietly through the breeze.

Qian Daoliu's eyes were unfocused, his face pale as he continued staring blankly into the empty air ahead.

It was as if he were still trapped within the splendor of that sword strike, unable to break free for a long while.

"He... he won. Grandfather really defeated Qian Daoliu!"

Chen Xin was already in tears. His voice was filled with excitement and relief.

Ever since his father had been gravely wounded and passed away after sparring with Qian Daoliu, he had always longed to defeat Qian Daoliu and fulfill his father's regret.

But today,

his grandfather had accomplished it for him.

The burden he had carried for so many years vanished completely.

Ning Fengzhi looked up at Chen Xun's back, his eyes equally filled with shock as he murmured,

"So this is the bearing of a Sword Master..."

"No, he can already be called a Sword God."

Having defeated Qian Daoliu, who possessed the power of a demigod, Chen Xun's Soul Power might have only just entered the peerless realm, but his realm in the Sword Dao had already surpassed every Soul Master on the continent by an entire level.

He could indeed be called a Sword God.

After a dazed moment, Qian Daoliu finally came back to his senses. A self-mocking smile appeared on his face.

"I never thought that even after wielding the Angel God's Divine Power, I would still lose."

"Why are you so strong?"

Suddenly, Qian Daoliu looked at Chen Xun with a grave expression.

Chen Xun had defeated him in the sky, the realm in which he took the greatest pride. Even Tang Chen had never managed that.

Chen Xun's strength was now absolutely sufficient to contend head-on with Tang Chen. Qian Daoliu had no doubt whatsoever.

"Strong?"

"Perhaps here, I am."

"But in worlds beyond our sight, there are countless geniuses, as numerous as the stars in the sky, who surpass you and me."

"At the very least, I once met such an existence. Its power far exceeded the so-called Angel God you speak of..."

Chen Xun's tone carried particular respect, and a trace of longing flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Hearing Chen Xun's words, Qian Daoliu's expression turned complicated.

During their earlier battle, Chen Xun had said that he had died once and received another chance because of a great being.

Reviving the dead... perhaps only the legendary deities could accomplish such a thing.

"Your path determines your limit. You revere the Angel God you believe in, and borrowing Its power can indeed make you the pinnacle of the continent."

"But at the same time, you are also deeply bound by that power. You will have no chance of breaking through again in this life."

Chen Xun laid the truth bare in a single sentence.

As the Angel God's Great Worship, Qian Daoliu would never have the chance to become a god in this life. He would also have to offer up his own life for the Deity Inheritance's successor.

This was the fate already destined for him.

Chen Xun's path, however, was clear and simple.

One man, one sword,

was enough.