156: Chapter 156 The Three Ancestors of Tianmen, Utterly Shocked

Looking at Xia Jin's expression, which made the Third Ancestor of Tianmen wish he could tear him into ten thousand pieces, the killing intent in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

"Hahaha!"

He suddenly looked at Xia Jin and laughed.

"Young man, aren't you a bit too blindly confident in yourself?" The Third Ancestor of Tianmen's laughter stopped abruptly, and a cold glint flashed in his cloudy eyes. "Since that's the case, I must teach you a lesson today! I will let you know what it means to have people above people, and heavens beyond heavens!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the stone seal in the Third Ancestor of Tianmen's palm suddenly erupted with blinding light.

Along with the light, an incomparably sharp Sword Intent appeared above his head!

However, this was not the end.

The light from the stone seal in his palm grew brighter and brighter, and above his head, a second Sword Intent condensed, followed by a third, a fourth... Ten! A hundred!

In the blink of an eye, thousands of Sword Intents were densely suspended above his head, each one emitting a terrifying aura capable of tearing through the Void Realm, all pointing directly at Xia Jin!

The Sword Intent was like a forest, blocking out the sky and sun!

At this moment, everyone except Xia Jin was so shocked by this scene that they could not speak.

"This... how is this possible?!"

Su Xuanji, who was watching the battle from below, gripped the green lotus sword in her hand tightly, her face full of shock.

She had inherited the Legacy of the Green Lotus Sword Immortal, and regarding the path of the Dao of the sword, perhaps even Xia Jin could not compare to her knowledge.

"Such a quantity of Sword Intent... combined into a sword formation! Even Senior Green Lotus Sword Immortal might not be able to achieve this level!! Who exactly is this old immortal?"

A trace of worry flashed in Su Xuanji's eyes.

Such a powerful enemy, could Prince Jin... withstand it?

Leng Yuexi seemed to sense Su Xuanji's emotions, gently held her hand, and whispered, "Don't worry, I believe my husband will absolutely not lose."

Meanwhile, in the Void Realm, Xia Jin stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky-filling Sword Intent opposite him without changing his expression, even having the leisure to yawn.

"Hey, old immortal." He spoke lazily, "Are you going to attack or not? You're dragging things out, acting like a woman. I've already given you enough time to prepare."

That nonchalant tone, paired with that punchable expression, made the veins on the Third Ancestor of Tianmen's forehead throb.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The Third Ancestor of Tianmen laughed in extreme anger, saying the word "good" three times in a row.

"Junior, I hope you can still be as stubborn as you are now in a moment!!"

Without any more nonsense, the Third Ancestor of Tianmen suddenly pressed his hands downward!

Rumble!!!

As if having received an order, those thousands of Sword Intents instantly tore through the Void Realm and slashed toward Xia Jin!

Wherever the Sword Intent passed, the Void Realm continuously collapsed, revealing vast swathes of darkness!

Meanwhile, below, Emperor Xia Yu and the others were originally prepared to watch the battle.

Suddenly, a faint cutting sound rang out.

Emperor Xia Yu and the others looked down, and their faces instantly turned pale!

They saw that the ground beneath their feet, which had been reinforced several times, was now like tofu, with crisscrossing cracks appearing!

"This..." Emperor Xia Yu gasped.

Boom!!!

The next second, the entire ground exploded with a roar, and countless fragments of stone flew everywhere!

Those stone fragments were ground into powder by the residual Sword Intent while still in mid-air!

However, this was merely the aftermath!

The true torrent of Sword Intent was sweeping toward Xia Jin!

"Go!!"

Su Xuanji suddenly cried out, her face deathly pale, "Run quickly!! Everyone leave the Great Xia Imperial Palace immediately!! Otherwise, even if Prince Jin can stop this person, we will all perish in the aftermath of this battle!"

After hearing Su Xuanji's words, Emperor Xia Yu and the others, having felt that world-destroying aura, scrambled frantically toward the outside of the palace!

Just kidding, the aftermath alone had shredded the ground; if they were hit head-on, they would probably be left with nothing, not even dregs!

In the Void Realm, Xia Jin had originally been indifferent.

But when he noticed the crowd frantically fleeing below, especially when Leng Yuexi and Su Xuanji were among them, his brows finally furrowed.

"Hmm?"

He looked down, then looked up at the overwhelming Sword Intent slashing toward him.

If he let this old ghost fight here, the Great Xia Imperial Palace would likely be razed to the ground.

Although rebuilding it wouldn't be difficult, it... was his home.

Thinking of this, a trace of impatience flashed in Xia Jin's eyes.

"What a bother."

He casually raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and gently waved at the sky-filling Sword Intent that was about to descend.

The next moment, a bizarre scene occurred!

Those thousands of Sword Intents, which had already slashed to within three feet of Xia Jin's head, suddenly stopped in unison!

It was as if time had frozen.

"What! This... how is this possible?" Xia Jin's move caused the Third Ancestor of Tianmen's expression to change instantly.

He clearly felt that his control over those Sword Intents had been forcibly cut off in this instant!

There were only two possibilities for someone being able to achieve this level: one was that the opponent's Dao of the sword was stronger than his own, and the other was that the opponent's cultivation was far superior to his own.

Regardless of which possibility it was, today was not good news for him.

Thinking of this, the Third Ancestor of Tianmen's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

However, Xia Jin did not care about what the other was thinking now; his right hand lifted slightly upward.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—the sky-filling Sword Intent actually reversed direction and shot away toward the higher Void Realm!

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared above the Nine Heavens!

The Third Ancestor of Tianmen's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"This... how is this possible!?"

He had lived for over a thousand years and had never seen such a bizarre technique!

Meanwhile, Li Chen, who was still holding his pair of maces, was also stunned by Xia Jin's move.

Had he really provoked someone he shouldn't have this time!?

A trace of regret faintly emerged in his heart.

"Hey! Old ghost."

A cold voice suddenly sounded in the Third Ancestor of Tianmen's ear.

The Third Ancestor of Tianmen's whole body stiffened, and he turned his head sharply.

He saw that Xia Jin had appeared before him at some point, his smiling-yet-not-smiling face less than a foot away from his own.

"You..."

The Third Ancestor of Tianmen just wanted to retreat and put some distance between himself and Xia Jin.

But it was too late!

A fist rapidly enlarged in his pupils.

Boom!!!

This punch landed solidly on the Third Ancestor of Tianmen's face!

The Third Ancestor of Tianmen was sent flying backward toward the higher Void Realm like a cannonball!

Along the way, the Void Realm continuously collapsed, leaving a pitch-black trail!

However, just at this moment, the stone seal in the Third Ancestor of Tianmen's palm flashed with light, forming a light shield that protected him within.

After flying backward for a full ten thousand feet, the Third Ancestor of Tianmen finally managed to stabilize his figure.

He touched his face, where a large swelling had already formed.

"You... you..."

The Third Ancestor of Tianmen was trembling with rage; having lived for over a thousand years, when had he ever been slapped in the face like this!