The World Shaken!

Chapter 22: The World Trembles!

Wang Ritain slowly drew his sword, and in an instant, an endless torrent of sword energy surged out from around him, like the power of a demon god unleashed from the deepest hell. This sword energy, like agile dragons, roamed and converged freely, wildly churning the surrounding environment. Suddenly, fierce winds howled, sand and stones flew, and the originally azure sky was instantly obscured by dense sword energy, turning dim and oppressive. Such might was something even a legendary Great Celestial Phenomenon expert would struggle to achieve with their full power. The entire Wudi City seemed to require Wang Xianzhi himself to unleash his divine abilities to create such a shocking scene.

Yu Xinlang stood atop the pavilion, witnessing this spectacle. His eyes widened instantly, filled with terror, as if he had seen the most horrifying sight in the world. "This... this is simply the Sword of Man and Heaven!" he muttered to himself, his voice filled with shock and awe. In his understanding, such an extraordinary sword technique was by no means something an ordinary swordsman could wield; only a Sword Immortal, standing at the level of a Land Immortal, could possibly command such terrifying sword intent.

Wang Xianzhi was also shaken by Wang Ritain's sword strike. A ripple appeared on his face, which had been as calm as still water. "I misjudged him," Wang Xianzhi said softly, a hint of emotion in his tone. He knew well that if Wang Ritain's realm were sufficient, this single sword strike alone would be enough to move him. "This child, within a few years, will surely be able to face me head-on." Wang Xianzhi's eyes flickered with an unusual light, as if he saw a peerless powerhouse about to rise.

Above Wudi City, the sword energy grew denser, like heavy storm clouds, making it hard to breathe. Six Martial Slaves stood opposite Wang Ritain, feeling a mountain-like pressure bearing down on them, their scalps tingling. For the first time, they felt a lack of confidence in Wang Ritain, and a hint of fear showed in their eyes.

"We can't just wait to die!" the Spear-wielding Martial Slave roared, making the first move. He brandished his long saber, like a roaring dragon, with boundless might, engulfing Wang Ritain in a sky full of spear shadows. The spear shadows flashed with a cold glint, each containing a deadly killing intent.

Seeing this, the other Martial Slaves followed suit. The Saber-wielding Martial Slave swung his long saber, its blade flashing, as if intending to cleave Wang Ritain into pieces. The Fist-wielding Martial Slave gathered all his strength into his fists, the wind from his punches howling as if capable of tearing space itself. Other Martial Slaves, employing Mystic Arts, each unleashed their strongest moves, attempting to interrupt Wang Ritain's charge-up. Their eyes were filled with resolve, as if engaged in a life-or-death struggle.

Wang Ritain looked at the six Martial Slaves' attacks, not with the slightest fear, but instead threw his head back and laughed heartily. His laughter echoed in the fierce wind, sounding exceptionally bold. "Excellent!" Wang Ritain roared, slamming his hands down.

In an instant, the sword energy above half of Wudi City descended with a roar, like ten thousand swords striking at once, obscuring the sun and the sky. This sword energy, carrying world-destroying power, instantly engulfed the six Martial Slaves. The terrifying scene made the martial artists present so scared their legs went weak, and many collapsed to the ground. Even Grandmaster and Great Grandmaster level experts couldn't help but tremble, fear spreading through their hearts like a tide.

After the sword energy raged, it gradually dissipated. The bodies of the six Martial Slaves were riddled with holes, blood gushing out. Their eyes were filled with unwillingness and despair. In just one move, they had been completely defeated by Wang Ritain. The onlookers stared at the scene, their shock beyond words.

"This... how is this possible?" a young martial artist said, his voice trembling, his eyes wide as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Wang Ritain's strength is terrifyingly immense!" a seasoned martial artist murmured, his face full of shock.

Yu Xinlang looked at Wang Ritain, completely subdued. "This child is truly a nightmare for the younger generation," he said with emotion, his eyes filled with helplessness and admiration.

Wang Ritain looked at the six Martial Slaves he had defeated and nodded slightly. "You were able to withstand half a move of my Sword Twenty-Two, which shows some skill. You can be considered notable." His voice was not loud, but it resonated like a great bell in everyone's ears.

Upon hearing this, everyone was even more astonished. To be praised by Wang Ritain for withstanding half a move of his Sword Twenty-Two, just how terrifying was the power of this Sword Twenty-Two?

Wang Ritain turned his gaze to the remaining two Martial Slaves, his eyes flashing with excitement. "I can give you time to recover from your injuries. After you've healed, let all twelve Martial Slaves attack together. Today, I, Wang Ritain, will see what the strength of you twelve is. And I will not restrict you from using any means." Wang Ritain's voice was firm and confident, as if proclaiming his power to all of Wudi City.

When the martial artists heard Wang Ritain's words, they initially thought him too arrogant. However, when they came to their senses, they had to admit that with the strength Wang Ritain had currently displayed, he might indeed have the capital to contend with the Twelve Martial Slaves.

After speaking, Wang Ritain slowly sheathed his sword and turned to leave. His figure, bathed in the setting sun, appeared exceptionally solitary, yet exuded an irresistible power.

Wang Ritain returned to his residence, ignoring the commotion outside. He sat quietly in his room and opened the system panel. Looking at the constantly updating Prestige Points, a smile appeared on Wang Ritain's lips. The Prestige Points today were more than ever before, and these points were just enough for him to break through his realm.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Ritain redeemed all his Prestige Points. In an instant, a powerful surge of true qi erupted from his dantian, like a surging tide, flowing endlessly within his body. Wang Ritain felt as if his body was filled with a powerful force, every cell cheering.

"Boom!" A loud noise echoed within Wang Ritain's body, and he successfully broke through to the Vajra Realm. At this moment, golden light emanated from Wang Ritain, as if a true Buddha had descended. This was a phenomenon unique to the Great Vajra Realm, and Wang Ritain's strength increased tenfold at this moment. Now, if he were to face the previous Martial Slaves again, he wouldn't even need to use Sword Twenty-Two; he could defeat them with ease.

Wang Ritain's astonishing feat was like a bombshell, stirring up a tempest in the world. He defeated the heroes within the city in one day, ascended the tower to defeat four Martial Slaves in one day, and then defeated six Martial Slaves in another day. Such a glorious record brought his prestige to its peak. The world was shaken, and countless people spoke of his deeds.

"Wang Ritain is truly a Gouketsu of this era!" a martial arts elder said with deep emotion.

"Indeed, his appearance will surely stir up new waves in the martial world," another elder agreed.

The younger generation of martial artists were even more horrified upon hearing of Wang Ritain's deeds. In their eyes, Wang Ritain had become an insurmountable mountain. "Among the younger generation, Wang Ritain is already unrivaled," a young genius martial artist said with a look of helplessness.

Wang Ritain's name, like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminated the entire martial world. His story continued to spread throughout the martial world, becoming