Chapter 209
Chu Xi heard the discussions among the surrounding cultivators, and a hint of pride flickered across her face. However, she was more concerned than anything else.
At this mont, she desperately wanted to rush forward and fight alongside Senior Brother Yang. But she knew that her own strength was too weak and that she would only create more trouble for him.
In the sky, Blackheart swung his Yin Demon Banner, and instantly, the heavens and earth changed color as demonic clouds covered the sky.
Billowing demonic energy gathered to form three fierce figures of dark energy, each resembling an unparalleled demon god. The aura flowing around them was all at the Tenth stage of the Soul Formation Realm.
The three figures of demonic energy ford a triangular formation, surrounding Yang Chen within.
“Rumor has it that the Yin Demon Banner contains tens of thousands of refined Yin souls, which can be used to amplify the wielder’s power in battle!”
“With the power of the Yin Demon Banner, Blackheart has actually condensed three shadow puppets of equal strength!”
“The various secret techniques of the Netherworld Profound Sect*, though sinister and ruthless, are indeed terrifyingly powerful!”
[*aka Nether Sect]
“With three Tenth stage of the Soul Formation Realm shadow puppets attacking together, plus Sage Blackheart himself, they should be able to suppress that peerless sword cultivator before reinforcents from the Heavenly Dao Holy Land arrive!”
The surrounding cultivators were all shocked, recognizing the fearso power of the Netherworld Profound Sect.
At this mont, a flash of white light appeared in Yang Chen’s hand.
The Pure Yang Sword materialized.
Zheng!
A resounding sword hum echoed through the skies.
As the Pure Yang Sword was swung, countless blinding white beams pierced through the overwhelming demonic clouds.
“Seven Slashes of Sunlight!” Yang Chen shouted in a deep voice.
Sword intent condensed. The Seven Slashes of Sunlight consisted of seven levels.
Yang Chen had already mastered the seventh slash. A single sword strike spanned across the heavens and earth. This was the strongest sword strike Yang Chen could currently unleash, enhanced by the quasi-saint artifact, the Pure Yang Sword.
With a single sweeping slash, the sword aura completely enveloped the three shadow puppets.
Boom!
Although the three shadow puppets possessed the power of the Tenth Stage of the Soul Formation realm, they could not withstand the searing sword intent for long. They were soon reduced to nothingness.
“What!?” The onlookers were imdiately stunned.
Those were three shadow puppets with Tenth stage of the Soul Formation Realm strength. Even cultivators at the Void Refinent Realm would not dare to underestimate them. But now, they had been obliterated with a single sword strike!?
Was this man truly at the Sixth stage of the Soul Formation realm?
“That sword must be a quasi-saint artifact!”
“A sword that can emit such scorching heat—could it be the Pure Yang Sword from the Heavenly Dao Holy Land?”
“I heard that the Pure Yang-Remnant Star recently erged from the Heavenly Dao Holy Land!”
“This person must be the one who obtained the Pure Yang Sword!”
Soone recognized the Pure Yang Sword in Yang Chen’s hand.
“However, even with a quasi-saint artifact, it shouldn’t be possible for a Sixth stage of the Soul Formation realm cultivator to obliterate three Tenth stage of the Soul Formation Realm shadow puppets in a single strike!”
“That’s a difference of two minor realms!”
“This man is simply defying the heavens!”
“To cross two minor realms and fight—it’s sothing even the holy sons and daughters of the great sacred lands cannot achieve!”
“Damn it!”
“Urgh!”
As the three shadow puppets were destroyed, Blackheart suffered a severe backlash, vomiting a mouthful of blood on the spot.
“This junior has such terrifying strength!”
“When did the Heavenly Dao Holy Land produce such a monstrous genius?”
“I can’t stay here. I must leave imdiately and report to the Holy Sect to eliminate this boy!”
Blackheart realized that he was no match for Yang Chen today. He turned around, intending to flee ... However, Yang Chen’s figure transford into a streak of golden light and appeared right in front of him.
“Junior, don’t push too far! You are not capable of killing !” Blackheart roared angrily. He hastily perford a secret technique to escape, but he was still one step too late.
Yang Chen was already within two zhang of him.
“Junior, you’re courting death! Don’t you know that the cultivators of my Netherworld Profound Sect have extrely powerful physical bodies?”
Seeing Yang Chen so close, Blackheart imdiately abandoned his escape technique and charged at him.
In close combat, the Netherworld Profound Sect could easily overpower the Heavenly Dao Holy Land.
Since this junior sought death, he would oblige.
But—
As he approached Yang Chen, he suddenly sensed a dangerous aura.
Roar!
A dragon’s roar echoed. Then, golden light erupted.
A fist enveloped in a golden dragon’s shadow struck his body squarely.
Boom!
In the valley, all the cultivators witnessed an astonishing sight.
Blackheart, who was one step away from reaching the Void Refinent realm, was blown apart into a mist of blood by a single punch from a cultivator at the Sixth stage of the Soul Formation realm.
Blood rained down across the valley.
This scene was destined to spread throughout the entirety of Central Continent.
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