Lord of the Realms: Conquest of All Nations
Chapter 1193

The Poetry Dynasty

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This monk was named Youquan, the young sect master of the Desire Buddha Sect. The Desire Buddha Sect was the number one sect in Azure Province, ranking second overall in strength within Azure Province. Youquan's power was also exceedingly terrifying; he stood second on the Azure Province Ranking, and was far stronger than Ming Jian.

"Do you still want to fight me for the Haotian Sacred Dragon Pearl?" Youquan asked, his arms around two bewitching beauties, his voice carrying a trace of disdain and arrogance.

With Youquan's strength, he truly did not regard anyone present as worthy of notice. Even Ming Jian, the strongest person present, was nothing in his eyes—he could defeat him within a dozen moves.

A cold gleam flashed through Ming Jian's eyes. Without a word, he attacked directly. With one slash of his sword, a massive sword light carrying incomparably terrifying power cleaved toward Youquan, as though it would split the earth apart.

Youquan gave a derisive laugh and extended one palm, his five fingers pressed together. Countless rays of golden light burst from that palm, and a gigantic Buddha hand appeared before him.

Boom!

The enormous sword light struck the Buddha hand and exploded, turning into countless sword winds that spread outward. Yet the massive Buddha hand was completely unharmed.

"Do you have any other ultimate moves?" Youquan asked mockingly.

Rage welled up in Ming Jian's heart. He raised the sword in his hand and erupted with all the power in his body. A pillar of white light shot into the sky, and in an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rapidly gathered, forming a gigantic vortex.

The vortex was white, radiating brilliant white light as an immense pressure spread out. Even from far away, one could feel the terror of this power.

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