349: Chapter 349 Clash of Swords and Dao, Joyful Battle of Emperors

Subsequently, Hun Tiandi and his group continued forward, their gazes fixed on the distant black clouds and lightning, which were rumbling loudly.

The pitch-black cloud layer was like ink, with silver-white electric snakes constantly slithering through it.

It looked like a scene of the sun being extinguished.

As they drew closer, the number of people increased. Some stood atop mountain peaks, while others hovered in mid-air with Dou Qi Wings, looking down at the scene before them.

“Is that Dao Sword?” Hun Tiandi asked in confusion.

This person, Dao Sword, was dressed in white. Hovering in mid-air with his Dou Qi Wings fluttering behind him, he held a long sword, his expression solemn as he looked ahead.

Dou Qi circulated around his body like tiny wisps of sword qi, moving according to a profound pattern.

Opposite him was an old acquaintance of Hun Tiandi—Jian Wuchen, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

The Innate Sword Body was an extremely rare constitution, granting exceptional talent in the Way of the Sword.

Holding a golden sword and looking down upon the world, his sword intent was sharp and cold, soaring toward the heavens.

“Innate Sword Body? Show me your true skills!” Dao Sword said coldly. He also released his sword intent; Dao Sword's sword intent was like a vast and heavy green mountain, boundless and infinite.

Jian Wuchen's Innate Sword Intent was pure, cold, and peerlessly sharp. The collision of these two world-class sword intents stirred up a terrifying gale.

Surges of majestic Dou Qi, bolstered by the sword intent, diffused outward.

The surrounding spectators retreated again and again; the power was simply too terrifying!

If they didn't retreat, they would be enveloped by the sword qi, which was more than they could bear.

In the distance, Senior Sister Liu Hanbing's brows furrowed slightly. Jian Wuchen was injured; fighting that white-clad swordsman, he likely wouldn't gain the upper hand.

This time, they had left the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion because the Pavilion Master had tasks to assign. If Jian Wuchen died in battle, the mission would be in trouble!

But it was no longer something she could stop.

Tang Junyao observed carefully with a cold expression. That white-clad swordsman's strength was only that of a five-star Dou Wang, while Jian Wuchen was a three-star Dou Huang. The gap between the two was immense.

It was truly surprising that Jian Wuchen hadn't managed to crush him.

“Miss Jun Yao, don't be surprised by this. On this continent, there is a type of person born for battle. Through countless bloody fights, they become increasingly powerful, and fighting above their level is a common occurrence!”

“That white-clad swordsman is such a person—immensely talented and filled with soaring pride!”

Mr. Shui Xing spoke calmly.

“Oh? If I could recruit him...” Tang Junyao mused. With such a fierce general by her side, she could walk through the continent unchallenged.

“Miss Jun Yao, don't even think about it. Such people are too proud; they won't submit to anyone!”

Mr. Shui Xing reminded her. Upon hearing this, a fervent light erupted in Tang Junyao's beautiful eyes. How could a capable person not be proud!

Mr. Shui Xing shook his head slightly, knowing Tang Junyao hadn't taken his words to heart.

The battle was about to begin!

Boom!

In the next moment, Dao Sword and Jian Wuchen lunged out like two stars colliding. Their first move was a physical clash.

The two figures were as fast as lightning, leaving trails of afterimages in the air as Dou Qi flowed over their bodies.

Their long swords clashed with a resounding metallic clang, creating brilliant sparks like starlight.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Dao Sword and Jian Wuchen separated, both breathing heavily. Jian Wuchen's face was ashen; he hadn't gained a clear advantage in the previous exchange.

‘Damn that Yun Tian for injuring me. My combat power isn't at its peak. If not for my injuries, this youth would have been defeated by my sword long ago.’

Phew!

Dao Sword let out a soft breath, his breathing even more ragged than Jian Wuchen's. His strength was inferior to Jian Wuchen's, but his eyes were brilliant and burning with passion.

His entire body was filled with a towering battle intent, as if he had found a delicious prey.

“Again!”

He suddenly spoke, releasing the Dou Qi within his body. Sword qi crisscrossed as he raised his sword and lunged at Jian Wuchen.

“Dian Cang!”

Dao Sword struck, abruptly unleashing a Dou Technique as he became entangled with Jian Wuchen once more.

“Mountain Breaker!”

Jian Wuchen showed no fear, immediately using a sword Dou Technique. Dazzling sword light and sharp Dou Techniques intertwined in mid-air, creating a most heated battle.

“Sect Master, he is the one who injured the Young Master!” Not far away, Elder Mo Yun pointed at Hun Tiandi. Beside him stood an old man dressed in a pink robe, exuding a lewd and sinister aura.

With willow-leaf eyebrows and red lips, the strange thing was that he was a man in women's clothing.

He cast a cold glance toward Hun Tiandi. Hun Tiandi, who was watching the battle, sensed the gaze.

He turned his head to look, his brows furrowing. In the next moment, he almost gagged!

“A cross-dressing freak!”

Hun Tiandi suppressed his disgust and exclaimed in surprise. His voice wasn't loud, but everyone present had deep cultivation and heard him clearly.

Hahahaha!

Laughter broke out, which instantly sent the middle-aged man in the pink robe into a towering rage.

“You brat, what did you say?” he barked coldly.

“Your Majesty, this person is the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, Joyous Douhuang. He has a strong preference for men!” Tu Xingzi spoke, reminding Hun Tiandi.

A few days ago, the Tian Guang who was crippled in Linhai City was his son.

“Oh? So he's here for revenge!” Hun Tiandi said, surprised.

Looking at the Joyous Douhuang, who appeared even more delicate due to his shame and anger, Hun Tiandi's eyes were filled with loathing. If the man didn't know when to back off, Hun Tiandi decided that even if he had to reveal his trump cards, he would kill him.

In the next moment, Joyous Douhuang's expression smoothed out. As he looked at Hun Tiandi's face, a hint of greed appeared.

Hun Tiandi's refined face and youthful aura made Joyous Douhuang unable to resist.

“Damn you!” Mei Niang suddenly flew into a rage. Dou Qi condensed and surged out as she formed hand seals and attacked Joyous Douhuang.

No one can stop a woman in a fury!

The way Joyous Douhuang looked at Hun Tiandi incensed Mei Niang. ‘You dead freak, you've really lived long enough!’

Suddenly, there was the battle between Dao Sword and Jian Wuchen, and the battle between Mei Niang and Joyous Douhuang.

Two exciting battles immediately broke the tediousness of the wait.

“Eh, who is that woman in purple? Her strength is peerless, and she's so enchanting and seductive...” Over the East Sea, people from various factions discussed.

Senior Sister Liu Hanbing's expression was complex as she smiled bitterly to herself: ‘Another woman has appeared by Yun Tian's side, and her strength is so formidable!’

Purple Dou Qi Wings flickered, doubling her speed.

Palm prints thundered as surging Dou Qi erupted, venting her inner rage. The strange Dou Techniques Joyous Douhuang used were all broken by Mei Niang.

“Crazy woman, get lost!” Joyous Douhuang barked.

‘This damn woman is truly a lunatic. The one I fancy isn't you, it's that youth in green!’

“Die!” Hearing this, Mei Niang's killing intent soared as she pursued Joyous Douhuang.

“Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Technique!”

On the other side, Jian Wuchen grew tired of the entanglement. He suddenly pulled back, sheathed his golden sword, and gripped the hilt, gathering power in a strange stance.

“Good!”

Dao Sword said excitedly, “Sword Piercing the Firmament!”

He abruptly unleashed a Dou Technique. A surge of sword intent erupted from his body, drawing the surging Dou Qi from within to gather in mid-air.

An illusory sword shadow emerged, becoming increasingly solid as Dou Qi was poured into it.

In the blink of an eye, both unleashed their strongest power.

“Slash!” Jian Wuchen was the first to strike. The Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Technique swept across the sky, and a sword light that reached the heavens appeared. Brilliant white light instantly illuminated the world.

It made it impossible to see what was happening before one's eyes.

“Break!”

Dao Sword's expression was solemn. When the sword shadow solidified, he slashed down. The sword shadow tore through space, opening a rift where pitch-black spatial energy circulated.

Boom!

The collision of two peerless Dou Techniques released destructive energy that diffused in all directions.

Distant mountain peaks shattered, cut in half. The pitch-black seawater was parted, revealing silt that hadn't seen the light of day for ages. Countless marine magic beasts perished under the swords.