Duke answered a question with another question, saying things no one understood, but the contempt in his words was obvious. Guangchengzi was so enraged that the veins on his forehead bulged, and his three corpses leaped in fury.
The other Golden Immortals secretly laughed at Guangchengzi, though outwardly they all wore looks of shared indignation.
Jade Cauldron True Man stepped forward. "Demonic Daoist, do not be so presumptuous. You have insulted a Sage, so allow me to test you and see what gives you the nerve to defy Heaven."
Jade Cauldron True Man did not possess many treasures. His Immortal-Slaying Sword was bound to his life, and it too had been bestowed by Primordial Heavenly Venerate, ranking among the Innate Spirit Treasures. With a wave, ten thousand swords shot forth. Their Sword Qi was invincible, specially designed to shatter protective treasures and supreme golden bodies.
"Rise!"
A torrential rain of golden light poured down. It was light, yet not light—it was countless streams of golden Sword Qi, blanketing the heavens like a raging current descending from the Ninth Heaven and instantly drowning Duke's position beneath its vast momentum.
Great swathes of ground were shredded apart by the sword light, while the resulting gale toppled the camp gates. Wen Zhong and the others covered their faces and retreated. The ordinary mortals of Western Qi, both men and horses, were blown to the ground by winds powerful enough to uproot trees. Left with no choice, Jiang Ziya ordered the army to fall back.
Gradually, the dust-filled haze dispersed. The area beneath the attack had been utterly ruined, but the Chan Sect immortals were left speechless to see Duke still completely unharmed. His arms were folded across his chest, while the long spear beside him stood straight and upright.
A flash of sword