105: The origin of the Dharma, killing people and destroying their hearts

At the entrance of the Sword Tomb.

Jiang Chen sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his expression serene.

However, in the very next moment...

Whoosh!

A barely perceptible sound of something breaking through the air, from far to near, suddenly rang out.

A milky-white sword-shadow stream of light, incredibly fast, carrying a terrifying sharpness, came directly towards Jiang Chen!

Upon the small sword, Dao rhyme flowed, and a majestic Sword Intent, as if it could sever all ages and open the Grandmist, was contained within it.

It was precisely the Primal Sword Intent Origin!

The small white sword floated gently before Jiang Chen, its body trembling slightly, emitting joyful and intimate hums.

Jiang Chen slowly opened his eyes, looking at this supreme Opportunity that had actively presented itself, a radiant smile on his face.

He stretched out his hand.

The small white sword, extremely obediently, gently landed in his palm.

Jiang Chen lightly tapped it.

The small sword then transformed into a pure Origin Sword Light, silently merging into his Sea of Consciousness.

Boom!

In an instant, a vast Sword Dao enlightenment, like a sea of smoke, exploded in his Sea of Consciousness!

And at this moment...

A disheveled figure frantically rushed out from the Sword Qi storm deep within the Sword Tomb.

It was Yuan Changfeng, who had returned!

His hair was disheveled, his clothes torn, and a trace of blood hung from the corner of his mouth; he no longer had any of his previous gentle and refined appearance.

He rushed out of the turbulence and immediately saw Jiang Chen sitting cross-legged at the entrance.

Then...

His gaze instantly froze!

It fixed intently on Jiang Chen's brow, sensing the Primal Origin that he could never mistake!

Boom!

Yuan Changfeng's mind, at this moment, instantly went blank!

It's it!

It's it!

That supreme Opportunity that should have belonged to him!

That Primal Sword Intent Origin that he had coveted for years, and was on the verge of obtaining!

Why... why is it here?

Why is it on Jiang Chen?!!

Yuan Changfeng's body began to tremble violently, uncontrollably.

His worldview began to subtly collapse.

He couldn't understand!

He couldn't believe this scene before his eyes!

The script... wasn't written this way!

Shouldn't he be the one to gain the Opportunity, greatly advance his cultivation, and then come out to trample Jiang Chen, his mortal enemy, to death in front of everyone?

Why?!!

Why did his cooked duck not only fly away but also turn around and throw itself into Jiang Chen's embrace?!!

“Pfft!!!”

A rush of blood, due to extreme anger, could no longer be suppressed and spewed out from Yuan Changfeng's mouth.

His eyes instantly turned blood red.

Reason, at this moment, was completely swallowed by boundless jealousy!

Kill him!

While he is merging with the Sword Intent, and his mind is unguarded, kill him!

As long as I kill him, this Opportunity will still be mine!

Infinite killing intent became Yuan Changfeng's only thought at this moment!

“Jiang Chen!!!”

“Die for me!!!”

A roar erupted from Yuan Changfeng's throat.

He activated all the spiritual power in his body, transforming into a blood-colored sword light, and recklessly charged towards Jiang Chen, determined to kill him!

However...

Just as he was about to approach Jiang Chen...

Boom!!!

An indescribably terrifying pressure erupted from Jiang Chen's body!

The entire Taichu Sword Tomb, and countless broken ancient swords stuck in the earth, all emitted intense hums at this moment.

A colossal Dharma Idol, reaching to the heavens and earth, suddenly appeared behind Jiang Chen!

The Dharma Idol was indistinct, emitting a supreme sword might that seemed to suppress the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and sever the sun, moon, and stars!

The Dharma Idol's eyes looked down indifferently at Yuan Changfeng.

With just one glance!

He was struck as if by lightning, fiercely blasted away by a huge force.

He crashed into the distant stone wall, countless bones broken, his aura rapidly weakening.

He struggled to lift his head, looking in horror at the Sword Dao Dharma Idol that pierced through heaven and earth.

Looking at the white-robed figure still sitting cross-legged with closed eyes beneath the Dharma Idol.

“Cough... cough cough...”

Yuan Changfeng slumped on the ground, blood gushing from his mouth.

“Dharma Idol...”

“This is... a Sword Dao Dharma Idol?!”

“How could he possibly condense a Sword Dao Dharma Idol?!”

A moment later...

The Sword Dao Dharma Idol behind Jiang Chen slowly dissipated.

The soaring Sword Intent also receded like a tide, completely withdrawing into Jiang Chen's body.

From Jiang Chen's body, a perfectly complete aura, as if he had already reached the end of the Sword Dao, slowly diffused!

His cultivation Bottleneck shattered in response!

Eighth Realm Mahayana, Late Stage!

Jiang Chen slowly opened his eyes.

He felt the unprecedented powerful strength within him, and a brand new understanding of the Sword Dao, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, his gaze fell upon Yuan Changfeng, who lay on the ground like a dead dog not far away.

Jiang Chen stood up and slowly walked over.

He looked down at Yuan Changfeng, a warm and sincere smile on his face.

“Yuan Changfeng, what happened to you?”

“Why are you in such a sorry state?”

Jiang Chen seemed to have just realized, and said with sudden understanding: “I don't know why, but just now while meditating here, a small sword flew over by itself, insisting on recognizing me as its master.”

“Alas, I couldn't even stop it.”

“It seems I have quite a bit of affinity with this Taichu Sword Tomb.”

Killing intent and heart-piercing words!

Affinity?

Yuan Changfeng had painstakingly schemed and plotted for a long time.

In the end, he only dressed the bride for someone else?

What a huge irony!

“You!!!”

Indeed, upon hearing this, Yuan Changfeng felt a sweetness in his throat, and another large mouthful of blood spewed out.

He looked at Jiang Chen's face, feeling a dizzying sensation.

He trembled all over with anger, almost fainting on the spot.

And in Jiang Chen's mind, the System's notification sound also rang out at this opportune moment.

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully intercepting the child of destiny Yuan Changfeng's crucial Opportunity, the Primal Sword Intent Origin!”

“Mission complete! Reward issued!”

“Reward Villain Points: One hundred thousand points!”

“Deduct host's debt: Fifty thousand points. host's current Villain Points balance: Fifty thousand points!”

“Ding! Additional reward: Sword Dao Major Achievement!”

Listening to the System's notification, the smile on Jiang Chen's face grew wider.

He looked at Yuan Changfeng's face, twisted with extreme anger and humiliation, and slowly added a few more sentences.

“You really can't blame me; I didn't do anything.”

“Oh, by the way, Yuan Changfeng.”

“Our discussion of the Dao... should, I suppose, mean that you lost, right?”

Yuan Changfeng raised his head, his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at Jiang Chen.

The expression on his face frantically shifted between resentment and unwillingness.

Finally, all emotions transformed into a strange laugh.

“Heh heh...”

“Heh heh heh heh...”

The laughter grew louder and louder.

“Jiang Chen...”

Yuan Changfeng's laughter was filled with endless hatred.

“Good! What a Jiang Chen!!!”