Ling Zhantian's icy voice drowned out the long wind in the wilderness.
The Imperial Dao Dragon Sword swept across the night sky, its golden light carving a blinding crack in the void wherever it passed.
"Then let's see if you, you old dog, have the ability."
Chu Yunfei roared angrily, stepped into the void, and raised his sword to meet the attack.
A burst of sword light, interwoven with dark gold and deep red, erupted and collided head-on with the Imperial Dao Dragon Sword.
Ding ding ding!
Mars exploded one after another in mid-air.
In the blink of an eye, the two swords had clashed more than ten times.
Chu Yunfei completely abandoned defense, aiming every sword strike directly at Ling Zhantian's brow, throat, and heart, fighting for his life with every move, leaving himself no way out.
The Imperial Dao Dragon Sword slashed across his left shoulder, taking away a large chunk of flesh.
Chu Yunfei's body trembled, but he didn't even blink.
Taking advantage of the moment the sword fell, he forcefully closed in, the Abyss-Devouring Sword slicing across Ling Zhantian's neck.
A chilling Sword Qi severed several strands of long hair.
Ling Zhantian's expression changed slightly, and he could only step aside.
"Madman!"
Ling Zhantian's fingers tightened slightly as he gripped the sword.
He was Divine Sea Realm Ninth Level, and also the ruler of a dynasty. He could decide the life and death of countless people with a flick of his finger.
Now, facing a junior whose actual cultivation level is only at the Heavenly Origin Realm, they are unable to defeat him for a long time.
If he hadn't just recently awakened and the wounds left by the Soul-Devouring Nether Poison still lingered deep within his soul, Chu Yunfei would have already died by his sword.
However, whenever he tried to push the power of the Divine Sea Realm Ninth Level to its limit, a needle-like pain would come from the depths of his sea of consciousness.
That moment of stillness was extremely brief, yet it did not escape Chu Yunfei's perception.
Chu Yunfei seized every opening, his swordplay becoming increasingly ferocious.
boom!
The two figures collided head-on once again, each retreating dozens of feet.
Just then...
Chu Yunfei's storage ring suddenly trembled slightly.
That was a storage ring that Ling Xueyao had given him not long ago.
Chu Yunfei scanned the area with his divine sense and immediately noticed the anomaly.
In the corner of the storage ring, a blue jade talisman that was neither gold nor jade was flashing intensely, and Ling Xueyao's unique spiritual energy remained on it.
With Chu Yunfei's intelligence, he understood everything in an instant.
Ling Xueyao became suspicious.
That intelligent woman didn't believe his fabricated "secret royal mission" at all.
Therefore, she secretly left behind a communication jade talisman.
Chu Yunfei raised his hand to wipe the blood from his chin, and suddenly smiled.
Ling Zhantian.
"If your precious daughter saw the way you were just now, I wonder what she would think?"
Ling Zhantian's eyes darkened slightly.
Chu Yunfei stared at him, the sarcasm on his lips growing stronger.
She risked everything to save you from the brink of death.
"And the first thing you did when you woke up was to drive away the person she wanted to protect."
"The second thing is to chase her out of the capital in disguise and personally intercept and kill her savior."
"Do you think she would disown you if she knew all this?"
Ling Zhantian's five fingers gripping the sword tightened suddenly.
The golden light on the Imperial Dao Dragon Sword was also momentarily disordered.
But he quickly regained his indifferent expression.
"She is my daughter; her life was given to her by me!"
"The vast territory of the Great Qian Dynasty is of utmost importance, and the rise and fall of the imperial family is of paramount importance."
Ling Zhantian stared coldly at Chu Yunfei.
"For the sake of the dynasty's grand plan, some sacrifices are inevitable."
"As long as I live, I will never allow a madman of unknown origin and fraught with trouble like you to come near Yao'er again."
After hearing this, Chu Yunfei's anger gradually subsided.
In the end, only a chilling killing intent remained.
"What a fine example of prioritizing the grand plan of the dynasty!"
"Using your daughter's future as a bargaining chip, climbing over the corpses of your benefactors to get ahead, do you even deserve to be called a father?"
" Ling Xueyao is incredibly unlucky to have a father like you."
Chu Yunfei raised the Abyss-Devouring Sword, its tip pointing at Ling Zhantian.
You're not even as good as an animal.
Ling Zhantian's eye twitched violently.
"You little beast, I'll tear your mouth off!"
The Imperial Dao Dragon Sword trembled violently.
The imperial destiny that had been dormant within Ling Zhantian's body surged forth, transforming into rolling golden dragon energy that poured entirely into the sword.
" Imperial Dragon Splits the Heavens!"
With a single sword strike, it fell.
Five golden dragons manifested simultaneously, blocking all of Chu Yunfei's escape routes from above, below, left, right, and directly in front.
The roar of the dragon reverberated through the mountains.
Chu Yunfei was prepared.
He suppressed the excruciating tearing pain emanating from deep within his meridians, and his spiritual power surged wildly into the Abyss-Devouring Sword.
" Sea-Overturning Ninefold Sword."
"Five swords stacked, Void Shattering."
The five sword techniques overlapped in an instant.
Chu Yunfei's arm skin split open again, and blood flowed down his wrist and over the hilt of his sword.
But his hands remained frighteningly steady.
A thin, dark red line quietly appeared in the void.
There was no deafening roar, nor an overwhelming barrage of sword flashes.
It simply moves straight ahead.
laugh!
The golden dragon at the very front split open from the center of its head.
Next up was the second course.
The third course.
Even after piercing through the three dragon shadows, the dark red line did not dissipate, heading straight for Ling Zhantian's chest.
Ling Zhantian's pupils contracted, and he parried with his sword.
clang!
A piercing clang of metal clashing suddenly erupted.
Ling Zhantian retreated seven steps in succession, and visible ripples spread out from the void beneath his feet.
As the dark red thread shattered, a wisp of residual Sword Qi grazed his left shoulder.
The robe ripped.
A shallow bloodstain then appeared.
Fresh blood slowly seeped from the wound.
Ling Zhantian glanced down at his shoulder and remained silent for a long while.
He was injured.
The mighty Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, a giant at the Divine Sea Realm Ninth Level, was actually injured by a junior at the Heavenly Origin Realm.
Ling Zhantian's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.
The wound may be minor, but the shame is too great.
"I admit, I underestimated you."
Ling Zhantian raised his hand and wiped the blood from his shoulder, his tone becoming low and chilling.
"The secrets you hold are more alluring than I imagined."
"But this farce should end!"
The moment he finished speaking, Ling Zhantian's aura suddenly changed.
A vast golden light surged forth from his body like a tide, illuminating the night sky for dozens of miles around.
The Imperial Dao Dragon Sword hummed and trembled in his hand, and nine illusory golden dragon shadows seemed to be rapidly swirling around the blade.
This is a secret technique passed down only by the Great Qian Imperial Family, a mid-grade Heavenly Rank killing move that only emperors of past dynasties could practice...
Nine Dragons Suppress the Mountain!
Kneel down before me!
Ling Zhantian thrust out with his sword.
Nine dragon shadows roared to the sky simultaneously, converging in mid-air to form a golden sword pillar that pierced through heaven and earth.
The surrounding void was completely locked down by the imperial aura.
This attack was unavoidable.
Chu Yunfei only had time to hold the Abyss-Devouring Sword horizontally in front of his chest while forcibly twisting his body.
boom!
The golden sword pillar slammed heavily onto the Abyss-Devouring Sword.
The Abyss-Devouring Sword emitted a low, mournful cry, and the force emanating from its blade nearly shattered Chu Yunfei's arms.
The sword pillar was Abyss-Devouring Sword, but it still pierced through the protective spiritual power and went straight through Chu Yunfei's left chest.
Pfft!
Blood exploded in the night sky.
The golden light grazed his heart meridian, piercing through his left lung and leaving a terrifying, fist-sized hole.
Chu Yunfei plummeted from mid-air.
Rumble!
The mountain was blasted into a deep crater, tens of meters wide.
Stone fragments flew everywhere, and dust billowed into the sky.
Ling Zhantian stood in mid-air, the Imperial Dao Dragon Sword pointing diagonally at the ground.
What he wanted wasn't necessarily a living person.
As long as Chu Yunfei's soul did not dissipate on the spot, whether his physical body was dead or alive made no difference to him.
From the depths of the smoke and dust, a piece of gravel suddenly rolled down.
Chu Yunfei gripped the Abyss-Devouring Sword in one hand, plunging the blade deep into the ground to support himself as he slowly stood up.
His black robe was soaked in blood.
The wound in his left chest was still bleeding profusely, and with each breath, fine blood foam would seep from the wound.
Ling Zhantian looked at him, his expression returning to its indifferent state.
"Borrowed power will never truly belong to you."
"Even if you temporarily enter the Divine Sea Realm through secret techniques, so what? In the face of absolute power, a pawn is always just a pawn."
Ling Zhantian walked step by step into the deep pit.
As he drew closer, the oppressive aura surrounding them grew heavier and heavier.
"Considering you saved my life, I will grant you a complete corpse."
"As for your soul, I will personally extract it."
"Once I erase your consciousness, I will naturally know just how many secrets are hidden in your mind."
Chu Yunfei lowered his head and began to cough violently.
A large mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs fell at his feet.
He did not beg for mercy.
As Ling Zhantian drew closer, his brows gradually furrowed.
Chu Yunfei's aura was clearly weakened to the extreme, yet he couldn't sense a trace of despair from the other party.
Chu Yunfei slowly raised his head.
His face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, yet his dark eyes were so calm they sent chills down your spine.
Then, he grinned, revealing his blood-stained mouth.
Ling Zhantian.
"I hope you can maintain this confident attitude going forward."
Ling Zhantian paused slightly.
An inexplicable unease suddenly rose from the depths of his heart.
Chu Yunfei's left lung was pierced, and his meridians were also damaged multiple times during the continuous bursts of energy.
Logically speaking, he should be exerting all his strength just to stand up right now.
What gives him the right to laugh?