He's such a show-off; what kind of treasure did the Immeasurable Saint Emperor give him for self-defense?
The two elders of the Sacred Court exchanged bewildered glances, wondering if the Young Venerable had gone mad.
The person opposite you is Eternal Deity comparable to Peak Holy Lord. Aren't you just adding fuel to the fire by saying such things?
The cultivators in the city were so frightened they dared not even breathe; some had even begun to silently recite their last words.
"Court death!"
Zi was furious at Han Xuanji's arrogant words, but his suspicious nature soon made him wonder if the boy was playing some kind of trick on him.
"I've heard that powerful cultivators often bestow upon their beloved juniors a life-saving restriction. This kid might have one. If I were to intervene and activate this mark, I might fall victim to his scheme!"
Many thoughts flashed through Zi's mind, and he quickly realized that what he thought was correct.
It's definitely a conspiracy, a trap!
This kid is playing dumb, deliberately showing weakness to lure him out, just waiting for him to make a move.
He can't fall for that.
What a cunning practitioner! We cannot relax our guard even for a moment.
Immediately, Zi responded loudly:
"Hmph, I've seen through your plan. You just want me to make a move, don't you? I won't. I only need to breach this city. If you don't want everyone in this city to die, then surrender!"
In his view, Han Xuanji's willingness to return to protect Thousand Souls City was definitely due to his strong sense of loyalty and "benevolence" among cultivators. Using the millions of lives in the city as leverage would surely strike at his weak point.
Can you just stand by and watch the entire city be buried with them?
"Um?"
Han Xuanji looked at the flustered man's eyes, and to be honest, he didn't quite understand what the other person meant.
This guy seems to be imagining a lot of things?
"You want to breach the city?"
Han Xuanji spoke calmly, his tone indifferent:
"Then give it a try."
What exactly is this kid up to?
Could it be an empty city ploy?
His brow furrowed, and the unease in his heart intensified.
But the words had already been spoken, and he couldn't very well contradict himself in front of five Saint Holy Lord- level Eternal Deity.
He gritted his teeth and waved his hand at the five deities behind him:
"Attack! Break through their formation first, then kill them!"
Although the five deities disapproved of Zi's behavior, they dared not disobey him at this moment and unleashed their Divine Ability to bombard Thousand Souls City.
Poisonous flames filled the sky, turning half the heavens a dark green, while terrifying thunder roared. The array light barrier of Thousand Souls City trembled violently under their combined attack, and cracks spread again.
"Break!"
The thunder god's voice was powerful and resonant.
It didn't take the formation seriously.
With so many powerful figures present, brute force will prevail.
Mo Chenxiao was dumbfounded, not knowing what tricks his disciple was up to.
He had thought Han Xuanji was about to reveal some trump card, but the kid directly provoked the opponent's anger, and then the opponent started bombarding him with attacks.
Just as he was about to ask, Han Xuanji's group of disciples crowded around him.
Li Taiqing cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Mo Chenxiao, his tone resolute:
"Grandmaster need not worry. Since Master dared to say that, he must have his reasons."
We'll just have to wait and see.
Yun Wuji nodded in agreement:
"That's right, when has Master ever fought a battle he wasn't confident of winning?"
Mo Chenxiao glanced at them speechlessly.
These young men had complete confidence in Han Xuanji, but this was no joke; battles at the Holy Lord level were rare even on the Eternal Continent.
If it weren't for these powerful formations, not only would Thousand Souls City be flattened, but the entire surrounding area would likely have been pacified.
However, Han Xuanji's combat strength was already quite impressive. He had just entered the Holy Lord and was already fighting these Holy Lord- level Eternal Deity to a standstill. Give him some time and he'll be even more formidable.
Just as Mo Chenxiao was pondering, Han Xuanji.
His figure flashed and disappeared from the city wall. The next moment, he appeared in mid-air outside the city, facing the five Saint Holy Lord- level Eternal Deity and his gaze.
"Jiu Yao."
Han Xuanji flicked his hand, and the Nine Luminaries Sword Case flew out from his sleeve. The lid popped open, and nine sword lights shot into the sky at the same time.
The nine divine swords hovered around him, arranged in a semi-circle, their blades shimmering with various colors of light, their Sword Qi crisscrossing and cutting the surrounding air with countless cracks.
The Star Severing Sword is as black as ink, with a cold, eerie starlight emanating from its blade; the Drifting Snow Sword is translucent, with snowflake runes flowing endlessly; the Nine Dust Sword is surrounded by black light... The other swords also possess their own imposing presence.
The simultaneous unleashing of nine swords created an overwhelming aura that caused the attacks of the five Eternal Deity to slow down.
"These... are all high-level Eternal Saint Artifact?"
The tall, thin elder's eyes widened, and his lips trembled several times.
As an elder of the Sacred Court, he naturally knew his stuff and had some new insights into the art of weapon crafting, and was extremely familiar with the grades of Eternal Saint Artifact.
The nine swords Han Xuanji were all high-end sacred artifacts, with some even possessing the power of ninth-tier sacred artifacts.
What configuration is this?
Information about Han Xuanji had long been intentionally or unintentionally concealed by the Immeasurable Saint Emperor, and apart from those who happened to be present at the treasure vault at the time, very few people knew about it.
Elder Chen was also dumbfounded, muttering to himself:
"I wish I could have one of these..."
The two elders looked at each other, both feeling that their worldviews had been shaken.
Even Mo Chenxiao was puzzled.
As a descendant of Saint King, his family was undoubtedly wealthy, but after recognizing at a glance that none of Han Xuanji's holy artifacts were inferior, he was speechless.
Any one of these swords would be a priceless treasure for a Sword Dao Holy Lord, enough to make him willing to risk his life to fight for it.
As a result, Han Xuanji received them like they were wholesale, displaying nine at a time.
He couldn't help but mutter to himself:
"Where did this kid get so many good things from...?"
Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly remembered how much the Immeasurable Saint Emperor valued Han Xuanji, and that the other party had also visited the Eternal Sword Pavilion, so he probably gained a lot.
In that case, there is indeed a chance.
only...
How powerful can he be?
Zi also frowned.
He looked at the nine divine swords surrounding Han Xuanji and felt a sense of unease.
But reason told him that even with nine good swords, he still needed the skill to use them effectively.
He didn't believe Han Xuanji perfectly utilize the power of these divine weapons.
Most of them are just for show, meant to scare people.
However, the next moment, Han Xuanji's aura changed.
He no longer suppressed his cultivation, and the vast aura of the Holy Lord Realm poured out like a flood, dozens of times stronger than when he was on the city wall.
That aura merged with the Sword Intent of the nine divine swords, forming a Sword Dao storm that soared into the sky.
" The Holy Lord Realm? This kid has already stepped into the Holy Lord? Didn't the intelligence say he was only Sage?"
The thought hadn't even finished processing in Zi's mind.
Han Xuanji had already moved.
He raised his hand and pointed at the Thunder God, who was charging at the forefront among the five deities. The nine divine swords trembled simultaneously, transforming into nine streams of light that slashed towards the towering figure of the Thunder God.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Sword beams, like ghosts, instantly pierced through the powerful body of the Thunder God, severing both arms and piercing through his left thigh. Although the opponent was not made of flesh and blood, the damage was real.