Chapter 128 - 107: Riding the Sword on the Wind, Carefree Between Heaven and Earth

Chapter 128: Chapter 107: Riding the Sword on the Wind, Carefree Between Heaven and Earth

The power of that sword strike was enough to rival the Saint Sons and Saintesses, truly reaching the level of a peerless chosen one in the Celestial Martial Continent’s supremacy battles.

Countless elder Cultivators saw the end within that strike.

Accompanied by an aurora and a deafening boom, the six Sequence Freaks were swept away like falling leaves in the autumn wind. Their defenses disintegrated in an instant as they were sent flying backward.

"No—!!!"

An elder Cultivator of the Celestial Sword Sect reached out with both hands, as if trying to grab the six youths back. But unfortunately, it was too late.

Sensing the rapidly dissipating life forces of the six, Zhao Wuji felt as though he had been struck by lightning. He slumped back, collapsing onto his rear in the void.

"It’s over... It’s over... It’s all over—!"

This single strike directly obliterated the six Sequence Freaks. Coughing up mouthfuls of blood, their bodies pierced by the Sword Qi and Sword Intent, their life auras flickered like candles in the wind before swiftly extinguishing.

BOOM—!!!

The world-shocking Sword Qi pierced through everything, destroying miles of the void before slowly dissipating. Yet, it left a lasting scar across the night sky that refused to close.

SPLURT—!!!

Having executed this strike, Jiang Hao threw his head back, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood. Completely drained, his body plummeted downward like an empty husk. He fell hundreds of meters before finally steadying his trembling figure.

At this moment, he had truly exhausted every drop of strength in his body, standing suspended in the air on sheer willpower alone. However, this scene completely suppressed everything around it. It was as if the great world itself was trembling.

Xingyue City’s Earth Realm fell into deathly silence. You could hear a pin drop.

Dozens of breaths passed before everyone snapped back to reality. Chills ran down their spines, and not a single person could utter a word.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

Five minutes later.

"Jiang Hao—!"

"Hao’Er—!"

"You little fool—!"

Feeling the similarly dissipating life force within his body, both Gu Qingyan and Ye Qingxian let out suffocated cries. Ye Tiannan and Ye Canghai’s eyes were filled with profound sorrow.

However, those who genuinely cared for him were in the minority. Most of the Cultivators present were engulfed in unprecedented shock and awe. The sensation striking the depths of their souls felt as though it had completely overturned their worldview and understanding of reality.

"He... he killed the seven Sequence foundations of the Celestial Sword Sect?"

"Heavens, this can’t be real. It definitely isn’t real. It’s just a dream. I must be dreaming."

Countless Cultivators couldn’t believe their eyes. That final sword strike, in particular, shattered all imagination. Even the countless Cultivators of the Celestial Sword Sect stood dumbfounded in the night sky.

A long while later.

"Zhao Wuji, my dear Grand Elder Zhao, you’ve punctured the very sky of the Celestial Sword Sect."

"No, no, no, no! This is absolutely impossible! The seven Sequence foundations... Those were our sect’s seven Sequence foundations!"

"No—!!!"

Snapping out of their stupor, all the elder figures of the Celestial Sword Sect unleashed near-agonized roars.

Those were seven Sequence Freaks! They were the future foundation of the Celestial Sword Sect. Losing seven Sequences all at once was a price the Celestial Sword Sect simply could not afford to bear.

Meanwhile, above the Endless Mountain Range in Xingyue City’s Earth Realm.

Countless peerless freaks from Nanling watched the scene from afar, equally dumbstruck. Even Leng Tianyu’s eyes surged with turbulent waves of shock.

"What a terrifying youth. He can almost rival a seed-level Saint Son."

"To have achieved the Eight Meridians and Eight Transformations of the Spine relying purely on personal comprehension... It’s simply inconceivable."

"This boy has the qualifications to enter the Holy City. What a pity he is not a descendant of our race."

One by one, the terrifying elder figures of Nanling turned pale with astonishment, as if they were witnessing a higher-tier existence being born in a barren land. But alas, that sword strike just now had already destroyed his internal life force, inflicting irreparable trauma.

Just as the whole world plunged into shock, the elder Cultivators from the various factions of the Eastern Domain snapped to their senses.

"Quickly, seize the Chaos Sword Embryo!"

"Take the Ancient Imperial Race inheritance!"

Following the shouts of countless elder figures, the younger generation’s peerless freaks and top-tier unmatched geniuses quickly reacted.

"He has no strength left to fight! Now is the time to take the Divine Artifact and the inheritance!"

"Kill him!"

RUMBLE—!!!

Suddenly, an uncountable number of terrifying young figures shot into the sky, lunging forward with deadly intent. At this moment, Jiang Hao had depleted all his Spiritual Power and was tottering on the verge of collapse. It was the perfect opportunity to snatch his fortunes.

Watching the countless young experts swarming toward him, Ye Qingxian and the others were filled with despair.

Gu Qingyan slightly clenched her fists, an earth-shattering aura erupting from her body, only to be instantly suppressed by an old man blocking her way.

"Young Master."

The old man shook his head slightly, evidently understanding what Gu Qingyan wanted to do. In that brief moment of hesitation, terrifying killing intent had already enveloped the figure in the sky.

Gazing at the sky full of figures eager for his death, a faint smile graced Jiang Hao’s lips. He looked up at the firmament, his heart harboring boundless hatred.

He activated his True Dragon Martial Soul. In an instant, terrifying Soul Power flooded his Xuanhai, and the true dragon within began to thrash violently.

Right on the eve of Jiang Hao walking towards his demise...

Suddenly—

"Hahaha! Hahahahaha—!"

An extremely terrifying burst of laughter rang through the entire night sky. It was terrifying because the voice seemed to come from beyond the Nine Heavens, actually capable of affecting people’s minds.

The moment the voice resounded, the faces of countless elder Cultivators darkened.

"Not good! A major variable has appeared. Quickly seize the sword!"

"Hurry and kill him! Take the inheritance!"

The endless elder experts urgently commanded, clearly having sensed something amiss. Hearing this, the innumerable top-tier unmatched geniuses and peerless freaks desperately accelerated, right on the verge of reaching Jiang Hao.

At this critical juncture.

BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!

Nine terrifying ancient swords descended from the sky, triggering a thunderous roar. The sword blades expanded against the wind, crashing down violently.

BOOM—!!!

Suddenly, fearsome sword might shattered the firmament. The ancient swords embedded themselves around Jiang Hao, forming a world-shocking Sword Array that firmly protected him within.

The moment the nine swords fell together, the Celestial Pride Marks on the foreheads of all the youths abruptly lit up. The Tai Chi Cloud appeared, and wind and clouds converged at the Peak of the Firmament. The heavenly might rippled, rapidly accumulating a world-destroying force that felt as if it would strike down in a split second.

Yet, for some unknown reason, the Celestial Pride Marks that had just lit up on the foreheads of the young experts vanished into nothingness just as quickly, and the winds and clouds in the firmament gradually dispersed.

Countless unmatched geniuses and peerless freaks slammed into the Sword Array, only to be rebounded by their own strength. Their eyes brimmed with absolute horror.

"What’s going on?"

"What an alarming Sword Array! An elder expert?"

"How can elder figures interfere in the Celestial Pride Supremacy?"

Looking at the Celestial Pride Marks that had lit up and then vanished from each other’s glabellae, all the repelled unmatched geniuses and peerless freaks turned pale with fright.

Logically speaking, once the Celestial Pride Supremacy commenced, elder figures not only couldn’t attack the celestial prides, but even merely interfering in the battles between them would instantly get them blasted into smithereens. However, the terrifying Cultivator who threw down this Sword Array only provoked a minimal restrictive backlash.

Even though the other party hadn’t directly attacked them, one must remember that this still counted as interfering in the Celestial Pride Supremacy!

In stark contrast to the horror of the younger generation, countless elder figures of the Eastern Domain sported extremely ugly expressions.

"Is it him?"

"It’s him again. Why is he here?"

It was evident that all these elder figures knew exactly who the master of the Sword Array was. Without exception, their faces turned ashen.

Following the descent of the Sword Array and that hearty, endlessly free-spirited laughter... a voice even more carefree echoed across the boundless night sky.

"Riding the wind on my flying sword, carefree between heaven and earth."