The several God Kings nearby felt immensely satisfied when they saw that Yang Chen had set his sights on Sword Rain God King. They had long found Sword Rain God King displeasing, but they had not wanted to say so, nor had they intended to provoke him.
If possible, they would not have minded seeing Sword Rain God King suffer a little, but they lacked both the ability and the opportunity.
Yang Chen, however, dared to act.
Still, though it was satisfying, they did not believe Yang Chen could defeat Sword Rain God King.
Over the years, countless God King experts who had tried to challenge Sword Rain God King had been forcefully defeated by him. There were gaps even between God Kings, and such gaps were not easily crossed.
It was precisely because he had defeated an unknown number of God Kings that Sword Rain God King possessed such confidence.
He looked coldly at Yang Chen and grabbed at the air with his bare hand. Then, his Dao Intent actually condensed into tangible form, transforming into a sharp longsword.
The moment the sword appeared, killing intent sprang up all around. Yang Chen felt the Dao Intent bearing down on him.
"Don't worry. You'll come to understand," Sword Rain God King said with a cold smile.
Then, the Dao Intent sweeping toward him transformed into blade after blade in an instant.
Swords fell like a violent wind and torrential rain.
And at some unknown point, the Dao Intent domain had already covered Yang Chen.
If it had been a God King of any other level facing this rain of Dao Intent swords, his scalp would surely have gone numb, and he would have found it difficult to fight back.
But Yang Chen was different.
He locked onto one spot, swung