112: My Godly Father (Forty-Three)

"Sword Intent!"

"This person has actually comprehended Sword Intent!"

In the Void Realm, that Guiyi Realm expert who cried out in alarm was trembling all over, his eyes a mix of fear and greed.

Intent.

That was a power that transcended Laws, a key leading to the peak of the God Realm.

For a moment, everyone's breathing became heavy.

"I remember now! Thirty years ago, a supreme Sword Scripture emerged in the Meteorite Plain Mystic Realm!"

"Right! The one who snatched the Sword Scripture back then was God-King Quan's son from the Cangxuan Blessed Land, Quan Yun!"

"But wasn't he forced into the Forbidden Land? He should have died long ago!"

The sounds of discussion spread like a tide.

One gaze after another locked onto Quan Yun's body.

A man who should have been dead for thirty years was now standing alive before them.

Furthermore, he had mastered the supreme Sword Intent recorded in the Sword Scripture.

The Forbidden Land.

These words instantly cleared the fog in everyone's hearts.

In the rumors, that land of death offered no chance of survival, yet it also carried heaven-defying Opportunities.

This man had not only obtained the Sword Scripture but also the Opportunities within the Forbidden Land!

Otherwise, how could he, with a mere Three Origins Realm cultivation, withstand dozens of Guiyi Realm experts and even directly block a strike from a Grotto-Heaven Realm grandmaster?

Having figured this out, the eyes of all the experts present changed.

Their previous anger turned into an even more burning greed.

The Sword Scripture, and the secrets of the Forbidden Land.

Either one was enough to make a Daoist lineage rise and drive a God Realm expert mad.

"Kill him!"

"Seize the Sword Scripture!"

An Elder of the Jiang Family was the first to let out a roar.

The Prodigies of this generation of their Jiang Family had been nearly slaughtered to the last by Quan Yun alone.

This was a blood feud of a severed generation.

Boom!

A heavenly net was instantly cast.

Dozens of Guiyi Realm experts, several Grotto-Heaven Realm experts, and even a few more obscure and powerful auras completely locked down Quan Yun from all directions.

However, at this critical moment.

An aged yet vigorous voice echoed through the heavens and earth.

"Our Cangxuan Blessed Land will bear all your losses. I hope you all will give the Cangxuan Blessed Land some Face!"

The void split open.

Several figures stepped out, shielding Quan Yun.

The leading Elder was none other than an Old Ancestor of the Lin Family, one of the three families of the Cangxuan Blessed Land, a True God Realm expert named Lin Dong.

Behind him followed several Grotto-Heaven Realm Elders of the Blessed Land, and even another True God Realm Old Ancestor with an unfathomable aura.

"Give the Cangxuan Blessed Land Face?"

The Jiang Family Elder sneered.

"Face? Can your Cangxuan Blessed Land afford to pay for the lives of our Jiang Family's Prodigies? Can your Cangxuan Blessed Land protect the Opportunities on this little beast?"

"Today, no one can protect him!"

As the words fell, even more violent attacks blasted towards Lin Dong and the others.

Letting Quan Yun go?

Absolutely impossible.

Lin Dong and the others looked solemn. They instantly circulated their full cultivation to form a battle formation, struggling to withstand the siege from all directions.

But their numbers were simply too few in the end.

In just a few breaths, the battle formation was teetering. Several Grotto-Heaven Realm Elders were bleeding from the corners of their mouths, clearly unable to hold on for much longer.

Quan Yun looked at the backs shielding him with a complex expression.

Just as Lin Dong's defensive line was about to collapse.

An indescribable, terrifying aura carrying ancient pressure suddenly descended.

"Who dares touch my son!"

The voice wasn't loud, yet it possessed a supreme dominance that looked down upon the world.

A tall, straight figure tore through the void and appeared before everyone.

His black hair danced wildly, and his eyes were like lightning. Just by standing there, he made the entire starry sky tremble.

Heavenly God Realm.

Quan Batian!

"God-King Quan? Didn't his state of mind shatter and his cultivation regress because of the pain of losing his son?"

"What a strong aura... Not only has he not regressed, he's even stronger than he was thirty years ago!"

Bursts of exclamation rang out from the crowd.

God-King Quan, who had been silent for thirty years, had actually reappeared in the world.

But so what?

"Quan Batian, you've come at just the right time!"

From the direction of the Jiang Family, a cold snort also rang out.

One after another, terrifying auras belonging to the Heavenly God Realm appeared in succession.

There were Old Ancestors from other powerful Blessed Lands, and even Heavenly Gods from ancient noble families.

Especially the Jiang Family; the one who came this time was actually a long-renowned veteran God King with unfathomable strength.

Eight Heavenly God Realm experts, including two existences known as God Kings, surrounded Quan Batian.

"Today, even you cannot protect this bastard!"

The Jiang Family God King's voice was bone-chillingly cold.

The great battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Quan Batian fought alone against two God Kings and six Heavenly Gods. The momentum was grand, shaking the stars.

But in the end, two fists were no match for four hands.

Soon, he fell into a disadvantage, and wounds began to appear on his body.

But just when everyone thought he was about to be defeated.

A sudden change occurred.

Quan Batian's speed instantly soared to an inconceivable level.

His figure turned into a series of afterimages, weaving through the siege of the experts with ease.

His originally violent attacks became elusive, yet every move was lethal.

"What's going on? His speed..."

"What kind of secret technique is this?"

Those God Kings were both shocked and furious.

Others might not know, but Quan Yun understood it clearly.

It was that secret technique.

That incomplete secret technique that boosted speed.

As powerful as it was, it simply couldn't be maintained for long!

"Old Lin, take Yun'er and go!"

Quan Batian's voice transmission rang in the minds of Lin Dong and Quan Yun simultaneously.

Lin Dong didn't dare hesitate for a moment and immediately shouted.

"Go!"

He swept up a surge of power, enveloping Quan Yun and the other Elders, and turned into a streak of light, fleeing madly into the distance.

A world-shaking pursuit thus began.

Behind Quan Yun were countless Guiyi Realm and Grotto-Heaven Realm experts.

They were like sharks smelling blood, chasing relentlessly.

Various Divine Abilities and Magic Treasures fell densely, turning the starry sky they passed through into a state of Chaos.

Although the vast majority of God Realm experts were blocked by Quan Batian alone.

In the end, one True God Realm expert, fast as a ghost, silently broke away from the battlefield and caught up.

It was a Grand Elder from the Heavenly Net Blessed Land, and his speed was extremely fast.

He looked at the wretchedly fleeing Quan Yun ahead, his eyes full of a cruel smile.

As long as he caught this kid, the supreme Sword Scripture and the secrets of the Forbidden Land would all be his.

He reached out a giant hand of True Essence, ignoring the spatial distance, and clawed fiercely toward the center of Quan Yun's back.

Lin Dong and the others turned pale with horror; they wanted to help, but it was already too late.

Seeing that the giant hand was about to suppress Quan Yun.

Quan Yun's eyes were full of resolution.

At this life-or-death moment.

A familiar voice, which had swept away its past decadence and carried a hint of appreciation, rang out lazily in the void.

"Not bad, not bad. You've actually stepped into Intent."