77: Chapter 77: Is this sword real?

Above the Secret Realm, Jiang Xuan and Wu Tian stood in the air, their domineering words echoing.

Lin Wuyuan smiled faintly, "So he finally arrived."

He glanced at Yun Ya beside him, his expression unreadable.

Among the crowd, the Disciples who had witnessed Jiang Xuan challenge the Extreme Dao Tower showed excited gleams in their eyes! The figure in the Void Realm was deeply imprinted in their hearts like a young God King.

At the same time, they let out a sigh of relief, thinking, 'With him here, let's see how arrogant that Qiu Shang kid can be!'

Those who didn't know Jiang Xuan were dumbfounded once again, staring blankly at their companions, their worshipping gazes brighter than if they had seen a fairy.

"Brother, who is this person? Why are you all so excited?"

This question earned him a chorus of eye-rolls, and the person next to him quickly moved away, "I don't know him, I'm not his brother."

That person was completely bewildered, clutching his chest and tremblingly pointing a finger, "Brother, you've changed! You didn't say that when we went to Yihong Courtyard together!"

Below, Qiu Shang's expression was furious, "Who goes there!"

"Who? I am your father!" Jiang Xuan flashed down below, shouting sternly! His expression was extremely arrogant.

"I'm about to become the Saint of the Holy Land, and in the future, the entire Holy Land will be mine. The people of the Holy Land are naturally my younger brothers."

"This little brat actually dares to cause trouble on his territory and even destroy his younger brother's Dao Heart. How malicious are his intentions!"

"If I don't beat him half to death today, then I'll take your surname!"

"Boom!" With a thought, a Domain brimming with monstrous killing intent was instantly released, enveloping Qiu Shang!

Qiu Shang's expression froze. 'Who is this guy? Why is he attacking without a word!'

Feeling the bone-chilling killing intent around him, Qiu Shang's hair stood on end!

"What kind of technique is this? An illusion?"

His expression was solemn as he coldly snorted, "A mere illusion wants to trap me? Break!"

He clenched his fist, and the image of a mountain range appeared behind him as he punched towards the blood-red moon in the sky.

He firmly believed that any illusion was like a fragile piece of pottery before absolute strength, unable to withstand a single blow.

However, the imagined scene of the illusion shattering did not occur. The blood-red moon in the sky only rippled slightly, then remained motionless, as if mocking Qiu Shang's incompetence.

"How can this be?"

Qiu Shang couldn't believe it; his full-power strike had no effect on this illusion!

"I don't believe it!"

Qiu Shang roared, releasing his spiritual Qi to its limit, continuously unleashing various Divine Abilities in all directions... For a time, the entire Domain was filled with various roars and explosions.

Outside, the Holy Land Disciples cheered loudly, "Hahaha, I knew it! As long as Senior Brother Jiang Xuan steps in, that kid won't stand a chance!"

The Disciples looked at Qiu Shang's disheveled appearance within the blood-red world before them, feeling an indescribable sense of relief, their previous vexation completely swept away.

Among the nine Sequences, someone exclaimed, "What kind of illusion is this? Even a Saint Body ranked thirty-sixth can't break it!"

"Is this young man also a Disciple of our Holy Land? Why haven't I seen him before?"

"Hehe, isn't there a new Disciple assessment recently? Maybe he's a newcomer?" one of the Sequences mused.

"What! Impossible."

As these words were spoken, several people were immediately shocked. If this truly was a newcomer, then he was far too Heaven-Defying.

Afterward, they exchanged glances, their expressions extremely solemn. If this was true, then the Saint selection three months later would have another formidable opponent!

Wu Tian's smile in the distance hadn't faded. "I didn't expect this brat to hide his strength so deeply. On that day in the Extreme Dao Tower, he wasn't even using his full power!"

The Disciples below couldn't discern Jiang Xuan's methods, but he was very familiar with them.

A Domain, a unique technique of the Supreme Realm, can transform a space, turning it into a world under one's control!

Within the Domain, one is a God! Only by releasing an equivalent Domain can one resist.

"No wonder that brat dared to say that the nine Sequences could only barely be considered opponents. Once his Domain is unleashed, who can contend with him?"

Wu Tian watched Jiang Xuan with a smile, muttering to himself.

In the Void Realm, even Lin Wuyuan, as the Holy Master of a Holy Land, was deeply shaken at this moment.

Judging from the aura Jiang Xuan displayed just now, he had shockingly reached the Extreme Dao of the Dharma Idol Realm. To break into the Extreme Dao Domain, a Realm that even Prodigies cannot easily enter, in a single night—who else in this world could do it?

That Domain, filled with killing intent, a technique only Supremes could master, Jiang Xuan could unleash it in the Dharma Idol Realm!

Lin Wuyuan shook his head with a bitter smile. He had truly underestimated him. He had originally worried that three months was too short, but now it seemed his worries were groundless.

This kid simply couldn't be judged by common sense.

His hands, clasped behind his back, tightened. This time, the Holy Land had truly accepted an extraordinary Disciple. There was hope now.

"Divine Continent, just wait for the moment my Holy Land returns!"

Lin Wuyuan withdrew his thoughts and glanced at Yun Ya beside him with a half-smile.

Seeing the other party's dumbfounded expression, completely different from before, he chuckled inwardly.

"How is it, Mount Master Yun? Why aren't you smiling? Is it not funny?"

Yun Ya recovered from his shock, his face full of resentment. "Brother Lin, you've hidden it quite deeply. Your Holy Land has such a Prodigy, yet not a single piece of news was released. Truly worthy of being the Holy Master of Taichu."

Yun Ya was furious in his heart. He subconsciously believed that Jiang Xuan was a Prodigy cultivated by the Holy Land for many years, hidden within the Holy Land until today.

"Hmph! A bunch of old foxes!" Yun Ya cursed inwardly. He looked up, his expression worried, at Qiu Shang within the Domain below.

"My Disciple, you must hold on."

Lin Wuyuan naturally understood Yun Ya's meaning. He was too lazy to explain and just let them guess.

Within the Slaughter Domain, Qiu Shang once again retracted his Divine Abilities. His spiritual Qi was already chaotic, and he was panting heavily, his heart growing increasingly agitated.

He shouted angrily at the sky, "If you have the guts, let's fight with real blades and spears! What kind of skill is it to keep using illusions!"

"Alright, this young master will grant your wish. You want to fight with real blades and spears, right? I'll satisfy you." Suddenly, Jiang Xuan appeared behind Qiu Shang, his eyes playful.

Qiu Shang spun around, his eyes blazing with fury. 'You finally decided to come out!' He charged at Jiang Xuan like a madman.

Jiang Xuan's eyes were full of amusement as he softly said, "Space Confinement!"

As Jiang Xuan's words fell, Qiu Shang instantly froze in place, unable to move. Around him, there was a faint transparent fluctuation, extremely obscure.

"What's going on? Why can't I move!" Qiu Shang's expression was greatly alarmed, and a trace of fear rose in his heart.

No matter how he struggled or how he unleashed his spiritual Qi, it was useless. He felt a mysterious power locking him in place, but he couldn't identify it.

Jiang Xuan slowly walked up to Qiu Shang. With a thought, he took out four spirit swords from his spatial ring.

Jiang Xuan's expression turned cold.

"Swish!"

Four streaks of white light flashed, and the four spirit swords pierced through Qiu Shang's hands and feet respectively. The spirit swords were stuck in his flesh, and fresh blood flowed down the tips of the swords.

"Ah!!!"

Qiu Shang's screams echoed throughout the entire Blood Moon space.

Jiang Xuan leaned his face close to Qiu Shang's, a cruel smile on his face. "I don't have blades and spears, so I'll give you four swords to make do with. How about it? Are these swords real enough?"