184: Chapter 184 Whose life are you going to take?

Currently, inside the Secret Realm.

Old Wu, being a Mahayana Stage Expert, was the strongest present.

If he harbored ill intentions toward the Fearless Sword Technique,

then all the efforts of these people would be in vain.

Even if they had prior agreements and deals,

under the temptation of absolute profit and significant allure,

who wouldn't possibly change their mind?

Old Wu seemed to see that Mo Hongyu did not want him to intervene.

He gave a cold laugh.

"You can rest assured; I have no interest in the Fearless Sword Technique, nor that sword. As long as your Mo Family does not violate the terms of our previous deal, I will seize this sword for you!"

Hearing Old Wu's words,

Mo Hongyu's heart finally settled.

She said in a raspy voice, "Then I shall trouble you, Old Wu."

Although she was reluctant to admit it, given the current situation,

Chen Xian was like a cunning rat.

Continuing to try and catch him would be a waste of time.

Especially for a matter like this, the faster the better; otherwise, delays might lead to complications!

Old Wu's gaze fell upon Chen Xian.

With just a single look,

Chen Xian felt a chill throughout his body.

The aura of a Mahayana Stage Expert already placed immense pressure on Chen Xian's body.

"Moon Demon!"

"Don't look at me. Even if I go all out now, my strength is only at the Dao Integration Stage. This fellow can defeat us with ease!"

"By the way, when are your reinforcements arriving?"

Chen Xian was also feeling a bit numb.

"To be honest, I don't know either."

Could it be that Li Zhen is no longer interested in my Immaculate Sacred Body?

Chen Xian's heart was drumming with anxiety.

That's impossible!

No Quasi-Saint would not go crazy for something that could allow them to break through to the Saint realm!

Had Li Zhen found another Immaculate Sacred Body?

Or perhaps another Opportunity to break through to the Saint realm?

Just then,

a wave of pressure descended directly upon Chen Xian.

Pfft!

Chen Xian coughed up blood and was sent flying backward.

Old Wu looked at Chen Xian coldly, his tone filled with disdain.

"Hehe, an ant!"

That contemptuous word, 'ant',

caused a surge of fury to rise within Chen Xian's heart.

An ant?

He had transmigrated here,

possessing two great sacred bodies: the Immaculate Sacred Body and the Invincible Sword Body!

He had obtained two great Legacies: the Fearless Sword Technique and the Thunderclap Sword Technique!

The Karma he touched reached as high as the Thirty-Third Heaven!

Would he fear a mere Mahayana Stage fellow?

If he died at the hands of this guy, wouldn't it be like having max-level god-tier gear and tripping in a small gutter?

Since he was going to die anyway, why should he suffer his humiliation!

The Fearless Sword Intent within Chen Xian's heart expanded infinitely at this moment.

Simultaneously, the Fearless Sword Qi at his waist gradually became sharp!

He took a deep breath.

"fearless Profound Truth—God's Lament!"

He drew his sword and slashed!

Swoosh!

The Sword Qi lunged violently toward Old Wu.

At this moment, even the normally unperturbed Old Wu saw his expression turn solemn.

Despite this, Old Wu did not dodge.

A sword technique from the Golden Core Stage—no matter how illustrious the status or how impressive the strength—

was not worthy of making him retreat from its edge!

Old Wu watched the strike and pressed his palms together.

A powerful protective barrier shielded him in the center.

Bang!

The moment the Sword Qi collided with the protective barrier,

waves of aftershocks were triggered.

Mo Hongyu and the others couldn't help but retreat frantically.

Mo Hongyu raised her hand to cover her face and said with disbelief, "I truly can't believe this is a duel between the Mahayana Stage and the Golden Core Stage!"

"That guy is clearly at the Golden Core Stage, yet he can force a Mahayana Stage big shot to activate a protective barrier. It's quite spectacular."

"As expected of the successor to the Fearless Sword Saint. So overbearing. Truly thrilling!"

Chen Xian saw that the protective barrier remained unmoved.

A look of ruthlessness appeared on his face.

"What a fine turtle shell!"

"I don't believe I can't smash you today!"

"If I can't even cut through this level of difficulty, how will I challenge the Saints of the Thirty-Third Heaven in the future!"

A spark of true fire appeared in Chen Xian's eyes.

The Fearless Sword in his hand suddenly emitted bursts of electric light.

"Thunderclap Profound Truth—Thousand Thunder Slash!"

Boom!

Lightning descended, and the Sword Qi was actually entwined with over a thousand bolts of lightning Sword Qi, each one emitting the roar of thunder.

When the crowd saw this scene, they were already dumbstruck.

"How does this guy have another sword technique on him?"

A Sword Cultivator watched and said in shock, "This... could this be the Thunderclap Sword Technique?"

"Thunderclap Sword Technique?"

Those who didn't know looked toward the Sword Cultivator.

The Sword Cultivator hurriedly explained, "The Thunderclap Sword Technique was created by the Thunder Roar Sword Saint; it is an incredibly overbearing sword technique that integrates the roar of thunder!"

"The Thunder Roar Sword Saint had no successor in his entire life. How could this kid know it?"

"There is only one possibility: the Thunder Roar Sword Saint passed his life's work of sword techniques to him!"

The Sword Cultivator's eyes turned red with envy.

"The Fearless Sword Saint and the Thunder Roar Sword Saint can be called the ceiling of combat power among us Sword Cultivators. It wasn't enough for this guy to get one Legacy; he actually has both!"

"Haven't you noticed an even more serious point? A Saint's Magic Treasure must surely require a Saint's Cultivation Technique to function, right?"

"But why can Chen Xian use the Thunder Roar Sword Saint's technique while using the Fearless Sword?"

Questions began to take root and sprout in everyone's minds.

The looks they gave Chen Xian were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

They envied that this fellow had received the favor of Saints.

They were jealous that he could use two types of sword techniques simultaneously without rejection.

And they hated that they couldn't obtain such immense Opportunity; with just one of the two Legacies, they could lead ninety percent of the world's Sword Cultivators!

But they had obtained nothing.

Instead, this Golden Core Stage brat had taken it all!

This made their hearts feel extremely unbalanced.

At the same time, they felt somewhat fortunate.

Fortunate that Old Wu was here today.

This man was destined to die without a grave.

Meanwhile,

under Chen Xian's second sword strike,

an expression of astonishment actually appeared on Old Wu's face.

"A second sword technique?"

"Who exactly is this kid to possess the Legacies of two Sword Saints?"

He didn't think too deeply on it.

Instead, a look of ruthlessness surged in his eyes.

If this child survived, he would surely become a great threat in the future.

This child must not be allowed to remain.

Under the second strike,

a crack gradually appeared on the protective barrier in front of Chen Xian.

It then shattered inch by inch.

Old Wu's face changed.

"Not good!"

He retreated violently.

The protective barrier shattered instantly!

Old Wu was sent flying back a hundred steps.

Even his body was stained with quite a bit of dust.

He looked at the pale, panting Chen Xian.

With a cold expression, he said, "To think a Golden Core Stage ant could push me this far!"

"I admit, you are indeed a Sword Cultivator with a promising future!"

"However, you are destined to stop here!"

Old Wu no longer wanted to be overconfident.

He suddenly lunged forward, heading straight for Chen Xian!

"Today, I shall definitely take your life!"

Chen Xian used his sword to prop himself up on the ground, his face deathly pale.

"Is it really going to end here!"

His heart was filled with unwillingness!

But just then, a figure appeared between Chen Xian and Old Wu.

"Whose life do you intend to take?"