Heavenly Sword Intent

Heavenly Sword Intent

Chen Qiye's words boomed through the valley like a great bell. The cultivators who had felt some pity for him all turned to look, some even revealing mocking expressions.

The weak were worthy of pity, but if someone was clearly weak yet still so arrogant, they were liable to be despised.

Just as with Chen Qiye, even if he had borrowed Ye Guxue's broad, upright sword, people would merely have whispered a few remarks. It would not have caused such an uproar throughout the venue.

No matter what, Chen Qiye was human. From the standpoint of the human race, and considering that a weak man had dared to face an alien race, he could still have earned some praise.

But with his arrogance, all he received was private scorn and cold disdain.

In an instant, Chen Qiye stood alone on the shore of the valley lake, his solitary figure bearing everyone's contempt and pointing fingers.

"Ding! From..."

Listening to the incessant notifications in his mind, Chen Qiye secretly shook his head.

On one hand, it was to seek justice for Little Nannan.

On the other hand, it was naturally to collect emotional points.

At that moment, Lu Junchu finally moved.

Dressed in white, she swept through the air from above Mirror Lake like a fairy descending to the mortal world. Her graceful figure traced a pristine arc before landing on the lakeshore, instantly drawing countless gazes.

"Sword Addict?" Ye Guxue frowned slightly. He had not expected this woman, whose heart was as still as a dried-up well, to drift over.

Lu Junchu gave Ye Guxue a faint smile, one capable of toppling cities. "What is his name?"

"Chen Qiye." Bai Ningbing cut in. Having already activated the spirit disk, he felt completely at ease and smiled. "Fairy Lu, my name is Bai Ningbing. I'm from the White Family..."

"Mm." Lu Junchu merely responded. Before Bai Ningbing could finish, she had already shifted her gaze to Chen Qiye. A flash of amazement passed through her bright eyes.

Ye Guxue was also startled, while Su Manman frowned.

Bai Ningbing immediately felt terrible.

"That sword is rather strange."

Lu Junchu saw through everything at a glance. Only then did Ye Guxue, Bai Ningbing, and Su Manman realize that the Sword Addict's gaze was fixed on the azure blade in Chen Qiye's hand.

"When did he take that out?" Bai Ningbing asked in astonishment. "A mustard seed containing Mount Sumeru?"

"No. At the Wheel Sea realm, one cannot inscribe too many wheel patterns. No matter how vigorous one's qi and blood are, it should be impossible to store a magical artifact."

Ye Guxue furrowed his brows. "What exactly is strange about this sword?"

He was already at the third realm of Dragon Transformation, with three sections of his spine as solid as stone. Even so, he could not support storing a broad, upright greatsword and could only carry it on his back.

Most cultivators were the same, unless they stored items without spiritual power.

"That is why it is strange." Lu Junchu said no more. The three looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.

"This is White Family territory. As a guest, I should not kill here."

Fu Zhan fixed his gaze on Chen Qiye and said calmly, "But you have provoked me time and again..."

"And now, you even dare insult the treasured inheritance of my master. Today, I will use your blood to declare that Northern Azure Grotto-Heaven cannot be insulted!"

His voice grew louder and louder until it rang throughout the entire venue.

With those words, he directly branded Chen Qiye with the crime of "insulting Northern Azure Grotto-Heaven." Even if he killed Chen Qiye here at the White Family's Fengming Orchid Pavilion, the White Family would have nothing to criticize!

After saying that, he brought his hands together slightly. His body instantly swelled by six feet, crimson bloodlight flowing all over him. A chilling, murderous aura suddenly erupted, forcing even Bai Mochen to fly backward more than ten meters.

As Fu Zhan opened and closed his eyes, he spread his palms. A crimson dragon phantom abruptly appeared between them, fantastical beyond belief.

"Is that the dragon from his robe? His robe is actually a magical artifact!"

A sharp-eyed cultivator noticed that the dragon pattern on Fu Zhan's robe had disappeared and cried out in alarm.

The crimson dragon phantom reflected against the heavens, expanding to over ten meters long in an instant. A red glow appeared on everyone's faces, and many cultivators turned their heads slightly, their eyes stung by the light.

Seeing the crimson dragon phantom sweep through the air, Su Manman's expression became grave to the extreme. She shouted, "Chen Qiye, be careful! This is a half-dragon divine ability manifested by Fu Zhan using a magical artifact. This crimson dragon has the power to strike the soul..."

"You shameless bastard!"

Bai Ningbing spat and cursed, "You're at the fifth level of the Dao Palace, facing someone at the Wheel Sea's Other Shore, and you still have the nerve to activate an artifact divine ability? Have you no shame at all?"

At the same time, he pushed Ye Guxue. "Brother Ye, act now!"

"Please, save Uncle..."

Little Nannan stared at the condensed crimson dragon phantom, her large black eyes filled with worry. Her childish voice was hoarse with pleading.

Ye Guxue's brows were tightly furrowed. Just as a faint radiance gathered around the right hand gripping his sword, he heard Lu Junchu's tranquil voice:

"They have arrived."

Her gaze lifted diagonally upward, and Ye Guxue's frown deepened.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred in the arena. Chen Qiye stood where he was, showing no fear as he faced the crimson dragon phantom.

"A dragon-form divine ability?"

Chen Qiye chuckled. "Perfect. I can test the power unleashed by the fifth palm of Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms!"

Chen Qiye raised one hand slightly, and his bearing abruptly changed. It was as though a fountain had erupted before him, as a dragon phantom condensed from true qi suddenly formed along with the motion of his raised hand.

"Fifth Form! Hidden Dragon, Do Not Use!"

He had now reached the Other Shore, the four realms of the Wheel Sea nearly perfected. With the fifth form of Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, he could unleash five times the power, already infinitely close to the might of the Dao Palace's Five Divine Treasuries.

As this palm struck out, a sharp, piercing dragon roar echoed through the valley.

Astonishment appeared in everyone's eyes. None had expected Chen Qiye, at the Wheel Sea's Other Shore, to unleash such terrifying power.

"Is that a divine ability?"

Su Manman's gaze froze, and she could not help asking in surprise, "Isn't the speed at which he manifests divine abilities far too fast?"

"It is not a divine ability!" Ye Guxue denied in a low voice.

In an instant, the golden dragon phantom unleashed by Chen Qiye crashed into the crimson dragon phantom, and the sky immediately exploded.

Brilliant light filled the heavens, bursting like dazzling fireworks.

"Just an ant!"

Disdain congealed in Fu Zhan's eyes. Red light gathered around his fingertip as he lightly tapped the air.

As though provoked, the crimson dragon phantom shot upward and doubled in size again, reaching more than twenty meters in length. The entire phantom became almost solid.

At a glance, it looked like a true dragon had appeared in midair!

"His qi and blood are actually this vigorous!"

"The divine ability has solidified through qi and blood, and all five viscera are open! Its power is enough to rival the first stage of Dragon Transformation. I never expected Fu Zhan's bloodline to be so powerful!"

When the crimson dragon became almost solid, everyone present was visibly shaken.

The golden dragon phantom Chen Qiye had unleashed burst apart with a bang, turning into countless glittering golden motes that dissipated into nothingness.

Immediately after, violent flames suddenly ignited across the crimson dragon's body. The surrounding temperature soared. Before anyone could recover from their shock, they saw it open its mouth and blast a breath of fire fiercely toward Chen Qiye.

"It seems Hidden Dragon, Do Not Use cannot make up for the difference in realm."

Chen Qiye seemed to sigh. Then, abruptly—

An incomparably terrifying sword intent erupted from his body!

Heavenly Sword Art!

Sword-Drawing Form!

(End of Chapter)