240: Imperial family of the Immortal Dynasty, Sword Master

"Seeking death!"

Seeing that the pressure he released in anger was so effortlessly dissolved by the opponent, without even ruffling the corner of their clothes, the rage of Ao Guang, the Dragon Emperor of the Dragon-Human Clan, was completely ignited!

As the sovereign of the Deep Sea Dragon-Human Clan, a supreme existence at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Late Stage, how could he endure such disregard and humiliation!

"Today, this Emperor vows to extract your soul and refine your spirit, making you wail in Dragon Flames for eternity, to comfort the soul of my son in heaven!"

Ao Guang let out an earth-shattering roar, and his massive Demonic Power surged into the sky. His giant claw, covered in dark-gold Dragon Scales, was already raised.

He was about to launch a thunderous strike to completely obliterate this Human Race member who did not know his place!

However, before he could act.

A more graceful and majestic, more overbearing and imposing Heavenly Might, as if representing Heaven's inspection of the world, descended thunderously from the Nine Heavens!

This pressure was completely different from Ao Guang's savagery, Ancestor Xuan Ming's sinister evil, and True Monarch Fu Hai's vastness.

It was a type of order, a type of decree, an unquestionable Heavenly Might originating from a higher plane!

Under this Heavenly Might, both Ao Guang's Demonic Qi and Ancestor Xuan Ming's Demonic Might abruptly halted, as if subjects had met their sovereign, instinctively suppressed.

Everyone looked up in shock.

They saw a spatial ripple spread out, revealing a golden carriage entirely crafted from Purple Gold Divine Jade.

This golden carriage, carved with scenes of the Sun, Moon, Stars, Mountains, Rivers, and Peaks, was slowly pulled out of the Void Realm by nine ferocious Flood Dragons, all at the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul Stage.

On the carriage, bead curtains swayed slightly. An old man, dressed in a purple-gold imperial robe, wearing a Pingtian Crown, and possessing an ancient, dignified face, sat with his eyes closed.

He was merely sitting there, yet he seemed to be the center of this world, the source of countless Laws. Every breath he took caused the entire Guixu Space to resonate.

Great Perfection of Soul Transformation!

Moreover, this was a top-tier Great Perfection of Soul Transformation existence, whose Foundation was immensely profound, with one foot already touching the threshold of the Void Return stage!

"The Great Qian Immortal Dynasty's Ji Imperial Clan!"

Ancestor Xuan Ming's pair of eerie green pupils suddenly constricted, and his voice carried intense apprehension for the first time.

True Monarch Fu Hai and Dragon Emperor Ao Guang's expressions instantly became extremely grim.

They recognized the imperial clan emblem on the carriage, and even more, the unparalleled, overbearing Human Emperor Dragon Qi emanating from the old man, unique to the Ji family of the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty's Imperial Clan!

"Ji Changkong!" True Monarch Fu Hai spat out the name word by word, his gaze extremely solemn.

He was the paternal grand-uncle of the current Immortal Emperor of the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, an old monster who had lived for over three thousand years, and the strongest figure of the entire Ji Imperial Clan on the surface, apart from the mysterious and unpredictable Immortal Emperor!

Why did he come as well?

Isn't the Guixu Divine Palace located in the uncivilized lands of the Endless Sea?

Has the Immortal Dynasty's reach extended this far?

On the carriage, Ji Changkong slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were devoid of emotion, indifferent and imposing, as if looking down upon a group of insignificant ants.

His gaze lightly swept over Ancestor Xuan Ming, True Monarch Fu Hai, and Ao Guang, his tone calm but carrying an innate arrogance.

"Riff-raff from uncivilized lands dare to covet such Heavenly Divine Objects?"

"This place is the legacy of ancient Immortals, containing world-shaking fortune. It is Heaven's mandate and rightfully belongs to my Great Qian Immortal Dynasty."

"Why haven't you all quickly retreated?"

These words were spoken as a matter of course, utterly domineering!

Hearing this, Ancestor Xuan Ming, True Monarch Fu Hai, and Ao Guang all simultaneously darkened their expressions, their eyes burning with rage.

"Ji Changkong! Don't push your luck too far!" Ao Guang was the first to lose control, roaring, "This is the Endless Sea, not your Immortal Dynasty's Central Continent! By what right do you order us to retreat?"

"By what right?" Ji Changkong curled his lip into a mocking arc. "Just because I am Ji Changkong. Just because the entire Great Qian Immortal Dynasty stands behind me!"

"If you refuse to submit, you may try me."

Before he finished speaking, an even more terrifying pressure erupted. The nine Nascent Soul Flood Dragons pulling the carriage simultaneously let out a Dragon Roar, subtly suppressing Ao Guang's Demonic Emperor Qi!

Ao Guang trembled with anger, his dark-gold Dragon Scales stood on end, yet in the end, he dared not utter another word.

In a one-on-one fight, he might not fear Ji Changkong.

But if he offended the entire Great Qian Immortal Dynasty because of this, his Deep Sea Dragon-Human Clan would likely never know peace!

Ancestor Xuan Ming and True Monarch Fu Hai also had fluctuating, grim expressions, angry but daring not to speak.

Although they were regional magnates, compared to a behemoth like the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, they were still more than a step behind.

Seeing that he had stabilized the situation, Ji Changkong retracted his gaze with satisfaction.

His sight ultimately fell upon Shen Yuanmo, who had shown no emotional fluctuation from beginning to end.

"Hmm?"

Ji Changkong's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

He couldn't see through him either.

Even with his Divine Sense at the Great Perfection of Soul Transformation, he couldn't see through this young man!

This young man seemed shrouded in a thick, impenetrable mist, his aura exceedingly strange.

At times, he felt that the young man was incompatible with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, like an anomaly; yet at other times, he felt that he perfectly synchronized with every pulse of this world, as if he were the Dao itself.

This contradictory yet harmonious feeling caused Ji Changkong, this old monster who had lived for three thousand years, to feel a hint of confusion and surprise.

However, that was all.

In his view, no matter what secrets this junior possessed, in the face of absolute strength and the formidable momentum of the Immortal Dynasty, they were nothing more than clay chickens and pottery dogs, unable to stir up any waves.

Just as the atmosphere in the arena became extremely stifling due to Ji Changkong's domineering presence, reaching a point of imminent explosion.

Whoosh—!

An utterly sharp, supreme Sword Intent, as if capable of splitting this shattered world in two, soared into the sky without warning!

This Sword Intent was pure, lofty, and relentless. The moment it appeared, it simultaneously sliced through the aura fields of Ji Changkong, Ancestor Xuan Ming, and everyone else!

Everyone's spirit was shaken, and they abruptly turned their heads to look.

They saw that, at some unknown time, a cold-faced man, carrying an ancient longsword on his back and dressed in a washed-out blue robe, had silently appeared in the field.

He looked middle-aged, but his temples were already tinged with frost. In his eyes, there was no joy or anger, no sorrow or happiness, only a pure sharpness that seemed capable of severing everything.

After appearing, he looked at no one, merely glancing indifferently at the core area where the Laws fluctuated.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes, standing with his sword embraced, as if nothing else in this world could enter his sight.

"Solitary City Ye!"

This time, it was Ancestor Xuan Ming and True Monarch Fu Hai who exclaimed simultaneously in low voices, their tones filled with gravity.

The Number One Sword Venerable among Loose Cultivators in the Endless Sea!

A madman who entered the Dao through the sword and verified the Dao through slaughter!

This person's origin was mysterious, his master unknown. He suddenly emerged a thousand years ago, his swordsmanship reaching divine levels, and his combat power was terrifyingly extreme.

He once achieved the glorious feat of slaying three Mighty Ones of the same stage while only at the Spirit Transformation Late Stage cultivation!

Unexpectedly, this Calamity Star had also arrived!

Solitary City Ye's appearance made the already complicated situation even more confusing and unpredictable.

However, among everyone present, only Shen Yuanmo, upon seeing Solitary City Ye, had a flicker of light appear in his normally placid eyes for the first time.

"Pure Sword Dao Will..."

From Solitary City Ye, he sensed a Sword Dao that was completely different from his own, yet had similarly reached the extreme.

It was the path of absolute resolution: abandoning everything, merging one's entire being into the sword, and once the sword was delivered, there was no turning back.

"He is a decent opponent," Shen Yuanmo thought to himself.

Just then, a cold, decaying aura, filled with death and ill omen, quietly spread like a plague.

"Hehehe... How lively! This is truly lively!"

Accompanied by a chilling, strange laugh, a mysterious person completely shrouded in a large black robe, revealing only a pair of ghastly green pupils, slowly emerged from a shadow.

Wherever he passed, even light was swallowed, and the remaining vitality on the shattered land masses withered and faded at a visible speed.

"Master of the Evil Nether Hall!"

In Ji Changkong's eyes, a trace of genuine disgust and killing intent flashed for the first time.

The Evil Nether Hall, a Demonic Path organization listed as taboo within the Immortal Dynasty's borders, which everyone was entitled to execute!

The Cultivators of this Hall employed extremely cruel methods, excelling in evil arts like Corpse Refining, Curse Killing, and Soul Devouring. Wherever they went, the land was often scorched for a thousand miles, and life vanished!

And this Master of the Evil Nether Hall was the outstanding figure among them, possessing Spirit Transformation Late Stage cultivation, with Divine Abilities that were mysterious and unpredictable, making him extremely troublesome!

"So many Deity Transformation Stage Mighty Ones... tsk tsk tsk, every single Primordial Spirit is a superb tonic!"

The Master of the Evil Nether Hall's ghastly green eyes swept across the scene, emitting a greedy and jarring laugh.

"If I could refine all of you into a single 'Soul Transformation Primordial Pill,' perhaps it would help this Master break through that damned Bottleneck in one go!"

These words instantly drew the hostility of everyone present!

Even Ancestor Xuan Ming, who was also from the Demonic Path, looked at him with contempt and disdain.

At this point, six great Soul Transformation experts had gathered here!

Ji Changkong, Imperial Clan Old Ancestor of the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, Great Perfection of Soul Transformation!

The Number One Person of the Demonic Path, Ancestor Xuan Ming, Great Perfection of Soul Transformation!

The Leader of the Righteous Path, True Monarch Fu Hai, Spirit Transformation Late Stage!

The Sovereign of the Yao Race, Dragon Emperor Ao Guang, Spirit Transformation Late Stage!

The Loose Cultivator Sword Venerable, Solitary City Ye, Spirit Transformation Late Stage!

The Taboo Devil Head, Master of the Evil Nether Hall, Spirit Transformation Late Stage!

Plus the unfathomable Shen Yuanmo, who had just crushed five Soul Transformation experts.

Everyone harbored ulterior motives, wary of each other, watching like tigers eyeing prey.

The atmosphere surrounding the Guixu Divine Palace was extremely stifling, like a powder keg that had accumulated energy for ten thousand years, ready to explode completely with just a single spark!

An earth-shattering storm, powerful enough to completely sink this shattered space, was about to arrive!