New Blade Emperor! Lu Chen!

Draw your blade!

Those words sent everyone around them into shock.

Every single one of them found it utterly unbelievable.

Lu Chen had actually rejected Moon Fairy's attempt to make peace?

He still chose to fight the Blade Emperor!

Even if his saber techniques were stronger than Saber Maniac's, just how strong could they possibly be?

What gave him the confidence to challenge the Blade Emperor?

"Overestimating himself!"

Ye Wushe sneered as he watched from afar.

"Some people are so used to putting themselves at the center of everything that they cannot see the gap between themselves and others."

Lie Wujin smiled as well.

But Lu Chen daring to make a move against the Blade Emperor was exactly what he wanted.

He had already thoroughly seen the gap between himself and Lu Chen.

No matter how hard he cultivated with his talent, he could never surpass Lu Chen in this lifetime.

Now that Lu Chen was courting death and asking the Blade Emperor to cut him down, wasn't that perfect?

"Very good!"

The Blade Emperor smiled as he watched Lu Chen before him. Their gazes clashed in midair, sending ripples through space. "I admire your courage. Since that is the case, I shall grant your wish. In six hundred years, you are the fourth person to make me draw my blade!"

Boom!

His hand abruptly gripped the hilt behind his back.

In an instant, a sky-piercing aura erupted from his body.

Unlike Saber Maniac's earlier presence, this was an incomparably dense aura of death.

It was as though the gates of the underworld had suddenly swung open.

At a speed invisible to the naked eye, heaven and earth rapidly dimmed, turning black as ink. A free and desolate aura of death swept across all directions in an instant, making all things beneath heaven and earth tremble.

Within dozens of miles, everyone's flesh prickled with pain. They shuddered in terror, unable to remain standing.

Every flower, blade of grass, and tree instantly withered...

All shattered stones were reduced to dust in an instant.

A blood-colored vortex even appeared above his head, spinning at high speed, as if some supremely terrifying Great Demon King had emerged. The dense bloody radiance swirled ever fiercer, ever more violently...

Heaven and earth alike were enveloped by this terrifying aura.

Clang!

The Blade Emperor finally drew his blade. The deafening sound, accompanied by blood-colored energy, echoed through nearly a hundred miles, like an ancient and terrifying god of death swinging his scythe to begin harvesting the world...

Even his blade light differed from everyone else's, taking on a dark crimson hue.

The instant it was drawn, heaven and earth seemed to destroy themselves.

Who knew how many people dropped to their knees with a thud, shivering violently as cold sweat streamed down their bodies. They could barely breathe, feeling as if an unimaginably massive mountain were crushing down upon their hearts...

"Remember this blade. Its name is: Spirit Slaughter!"

The Blade Emperor bared a savage grin, and the blade light in his hand fiercely slashed toward Lu Chen.

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes.

All the karmic threads deep within his eyes shone with rosy light.

They were densely packed, as if they had become real.

At the same time, the blade intent around him erupted like a volcano, instantly reaching its peak.

Undying Overlord Body!

Time Flaw!

Level 2 Sacred Domain!

The many talents within him were activated almost instantly. At the moment the blade light struck, the divine blade at his waist, like an enraged dragon that had been gathering strength for ages, let out an earthshaking dragon's roar and shot fiercely from his waist.

A black azure dragon surged through heaven and earth...

Peerless blade intent tore apart space-time...

Like a duel between two mortal enemies.

Like the roars of two demon kings.

Seventh Style of the Seven Styles of Divine Extinction!

Divine Extinction!

Rumble!

This slash was the limit of what Lu Chen could currently unleash. His entire body seemed to burst into flame, its terrifying blade momentum shaking heaven and earth.

Using his mortal flesh as kindling, burning everything away in exchange for the power to slay gods in an instant.

The countless threads of karma before him immediately began to shatter and explode.

The order of all time and space rapidly crumbled and collapsed.

As though an ancient heavenly demon had descended upon the world, a terrifying blade light flashed past and instantly collided with the Blade Emperor's peerless blade light...

BOOM!

The sound was deafening, the blade light terrifying.

Unrivaled blade intent intertwined, roaring as it soared into the sky like two great dragons of different colors twisting around each other and shooting upward.

For nearly a hundred miles around, the sky flickered between darkness and light.

Terrifying blade intent and Blade Qi indiscriminately assaulted everything...

Everyone screamed. Their bodies were like fallen leaves amid a raging storm, swept flying who knew how far away...

Even Yue Wuxia's face was filled with shock. Her body drifted backward at once, enveloped in a surge of Taiyin Power that firmly protected her.

Not far away.

An old Daoist had appeared—it was Daoist Qingyuan from before.

His face was full of astonishment as he looked toward the battlefield.

He seemingly had not expected Lu Chen's blade technique to be so formidable...

After that slash, heaven and earth quickly fell silent.

Wild winds surged, Blade Qi crashing about.

Layers upon layers of Blade Qi swept outward through midair like invisible tides. The sky itself seemed to have been cleaved in two, leaving behind a deep gash...

Everyone was utterly stunned, trembling as they looked over there.

The two figures still stood quietly, and it was impossible to tell who had won or lost.

Or perhaps there had been no victor at all.

"What happened? Who won?"

"What a terrifying blade technique..."

"Could Lu Chen have blocked the Blade Emperor's attack..."

"That's impossible! How old is Lu Chen? How could he possibly block the Blade Emperor, who has been famous for over six hundred years..."

"A generation's Blade Emperor is invincible..."

The crowd was panic-stricken.

Everyone stared with their eyes wide open toward the battlefield.

The Blade Emperor's gaze was indifferent as he stared fixedly at Lu Chen.

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"What blade is that?"

"The seventh style of the Seven Styles of Divine Extinction—Divine Extinction!"

Lu Chen replied calmly.

"You didn't create it yourself?"

"No."

Lu Chen answered indifferently.

"Then that's good, that's good..."

The Blade Emperor muttered, "That's what I thought. You're only twenty years old—how could you possibly create such an unmatched, peerless blade technique? Divine Extinction... Divine Extinction... Heh, what a move, Divine Extinction."

His voice was bleak, echoing between heaven and earth, leaving everyone completely baffled.

CLANG!

Suddenly, the peerless Precious Blade in his hand snapped in half without warning. Sparks scattered as the upper half of the blade fell from the air and stabbed viciously into the ground.

"..."

Everyone stared in stunned silence, each face filled with terror and disbelief.

"The Blade Emperor's blade broke!"

Big Mouth Ouyang Yu was the first to cry out in shock.

His voice truly was loud; nearly everyone within a hundred miles could hear it clearly.

The crowd nearly collapsed.

The Blade Emperor's Precious Blade had broken.

How was that possible?

A blade was a swordsman's life and soul.

Especially for someone like the Blade Emperor—this Precious Blade had accompanied him for centuries. It had long since gained a spirit, its essence fused with his will and spirit. It was utterly impossible for it to break.

If it did break, there could only be one explanation: the Blade Emperor's vitality, energy, and spirit had scattered. The Blade Emperor was dead.

But was that possible?

How could Lu Chen possibly kill the Blade Emperor with a single slash?

"Your blade technique wasn't bad either."

Lu Chen replied calmly, "Without that move, I couldn't have defeated you."

"A loss is a loss. There are no excuses..."

A smile appeared on the Blade Emperor's face. Throwing back his head, he sighed, "Talents rise in every generation, each ruling the age in their own splendor for centuries. From this day onward, the title of Blade Emperor changes hands. You are the new generation's Blade Emperor!!"

Splurt!

A bloody line appeared on his body, starting from the center of his brow and extending all the way down. Countless streams of blood gushed forth, staining heaven and earth red... His entire body toppled backward, dropping rapidly toward the waters below as though in free fall.

With a loud bang, he slammed viciously into the river's surface. No trace of life emerged from him again.

That slash of Lu Chen's had not only severed all of his karma.

It had also severed all of his life force.

The fact that he had been able to remain standing and speak so many words was already his limit.

Now that the Precious Blade had broken, he could no longer hold on.

Clang!

The sound of the long blade returning to its sheath rang out, echoing through the surroundings—clear and pleasing to the ear.

...Merit Points +2800!

Everyone stood frozen, their minds in turmoil, as though their thoughts had turned into a pot of mush.

The experts of the ancient clans were all dazed, as if they were dreaming.

The Blade Emperor... was really dead?

But how could that be?

Just what level had Lu Chen's blade technique reached?

How could he have possibly killed the Blade Emperor?

It defied all reason, yet it had happened anyway.

Yue Wuxia's thoughts churned. In an instant, countless ideas flashed through her mind, and her gaze shifted endlessly.

Even she felt wary of Lu Chen's blade technique...

It was filled with uncertainty.

This was trouble!

Could she still harvest Lu Chen...

She had planted the crop, only to carelessly let it become a spirit...

Daoist Qingyuan, the mysterious old Daoist, had an ever-changing expression as countless thoughts immediately surged through his mind as well.

"Has the Sky Sword Sect started studying blade techniques?"

How many years had it even been?

And the Sky Sword Sect had already begun to change.

For a successor of the grand Sky Sword Sect to train blade techniques to such a level—this was sheer nonsense, abandoning the root to chase the branches.

No!

He had to report this to Master...

Daoist Qingyuan turned and left.

As for Huangfu Wang, his mouth hung wide open, large enough to fit an egg inside.

He had succeeded?

Lu Chen had really succeeded?

Not only had he survived the Blade Emperor's hands, he had even slain the Blade Emperor?

He had become the new Blade Emperor?

How was that possible?

"Good heavens, is he even human?"

Ouyang Yu muttered, "A new Blade Emperor... a new Blade Emperor..."

Lu Chen's gaze remained calm. Turning into a streak of light, he flew directly toward the Sky Sword Sect.

The crowd left behind erupted into an uproar.

Everyone was discussing it in shock, their voices a chaotic din.

Without a doubt, after today, Lu Chen's name would thoroughly spread in all directions... who knew how many old monsters would be alarmed...

Not far away.

Ye Wushe, Lie Wujin, and the others all fell silent.

Lu Chen had dared to draw his blade against the Blade Emperor... Not only had he survived, he had even struck back and slain the Blade Emperor.

A legend had been shattered...

In the hearts of many ancient clans, the Blade Emperor had been a monument, a mountain that could not be crossed.

Many had heard the Blade Emperor's tales in their youth.

Many had even grown up under the Blade Emperor's influence.

And yet, such a legendary figure had been slain.

Splash!

Below, the river churned, drawing the attention of many.

Cries of alarm rose from the crowd.

For amid the roiling river surface, a blood-covered figure crawled out. One arm had been severed, and his flesh was mangled all over, yet he was still alive.

"It's the Saber Maniac. He isn't dead?"

"What? The Saber Maniac is still alive?"

"He survived the Blade Emperor's strike?"

The crowd was stunned.

Many experts rushed out at once, swiftly rescuing the blood-soaked Saber Maniac and taking him away from the area.

The crowd erupted into an uproar.

In the distance.

Daoist Qingyuan moved with incredible speed, flashing past in an instant.

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In the blink of an eye, he arrived at a strange place.

This was an independent space, seemingly specially carved out by someone.

It was filled with an aura of desolation and destruction. Countless broken swords had been planted there, each one seeming to have endured untold years... Deep within the sea of broken swords stood a courtyard, where many figures were diligently practicing the sword path.

Daoist Qingyuan swiftly made his way to a room at the deepest part of the courtyard.

"Master... I encountered someone from the Sky Sword Sect..."

Daoist Qingyuan said respectfully.

"Who was it? How did he perform?"

A calm voice came from inside the room.

"It was Lu Chen of the Sky Sword Sect. Just as the rumors said, he is a Master of Both Blade and Sword. Moreover... he slew the Blade Emperor. He slew the Blade Emperor with blade arts alone. I feel that his blade arts are even more heaven-defying than his sword arts. Since when did the Sky Sword Sect begin studying blade arts?"

Daoist Qingyuan said in astonishment.

"He slew the Blade Emperor..."

The voice from within slowly rang out, seemingly filled with disbelief as well. "Are you telling the truth?"

"Absolutely true. I saw it with my own eyes."

Daoist Qingyuan hurriedly replied.

"Outrageous!"

The voice in the room turned cold. "During all these years I have lived in seclusion, what exactly has the Sky Sword Sect gone through? They refuse to use their own exquisitely profound sword arts, yet insist on studying some blade arts? Ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous! So be it. It seems this Dugu Wudi is nothing but trash, unfit to remain the sect master of the Sky Sword Sect."

Creeeak...

The door before him opened on its own.

A tall, burly figure slowly emerged from within the room.

An incomparable aura naturally emanated from him...

As though an unrivaled divine sword had appeared between heaven and earth.

In the courtyard.

The many figures who had been comprehending the sword path were all stirred at this moment. They rose swiftly to their feet, their movement techniques unfolding as they appeared outside the room.

"Greetings, Sect Master!"

Everyone clasped their fists in unison.

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