At this mont, Chen Yi’s expression was calm, his aura even weaker than before, resembling that of an ordinary person.
If it weren’t for the grand spectacle both in heaven and on earth when he broke through to the Seventh Realm of Divine Power in Sword Dao, others might truly believe he was just an ordinary person with diocre Martial Arts talent.
Yet the truth was—in this Ten Thousand Miles Demon Realm, neither Bai Chuanyang nor the monk dared to underestimate Chen Yi.
In fact, the monk felt sowhat regretful.
Earlier, when he achieved a breakthrough to the Eighth Realm of Divine Power through his great vow in Buddhist Law, he should have fled a great distance with the swordsn.
That way, he wouldn’t have to face the breakthrough of Chen Yi in Sword Dao, and avoid the current perilous situation, feeling sowhat regretful in his heart.
Regretful for not listening to the swordsn’s advice.
Even more regretful for collaborating with Bai Chuanyang and others, thinking that bringing along Sun Hua and others, they could take down Chen Yi together.
At the very least, they could trap him here.
But now, let alone trapping Chen Yi, whether they would survive from Chen Yi’s hands was uncertain.
Even the Ten Thousand Demon Banner’s evolved Ten Thousand Miles Demon Realm seed not like a trap for Chen Yi, but a cage imprisoning themselves within.
At this thought.
The monk transmitted his voice to Bai Chuanyang, speaking in a heavy tone: "I have no confidence in killing Chen Yi, what about you?"
The urgency of the situation left him no room for pleasantries with Bai Chuanyang, prompting a straightforward inquiry.
Bai Chuanyang ignored him, his blood-red eyes fixated on Chen Yi, with faint traces of black light surfacing on his blood-red face as if trying to see through him.
However, his cultivation hadn’t reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm, rely at the sa Heavenly Human Realm Perfection as Chen Yi.
Despite his observations, heart spirit perception, or intrusion through Demon Path Divine Power, it yielded no feedback.
Moreover, the Ten Thousand Demon Banner he held seed alive, incessantly warning him:
"Flee, flee, flee..."
"That is the Supre Killing Dao, slaughter, massacre, bloody slaughter, it is the Great Divine Power..."
The Path of Killing is just the Path of Killing.
How can there be a Supre Killing Dao?
As if in the Ten Thousand Demon Banner’s understanding, with the addition of the words "Supre," the Path of Killing possessed by Chen Yi transford in nature.
Or perhaps, the Ten Thousand Demon Banner had seen such a Divine Power Technique like the "Supre Killing Dao" before?
Bai Chuanyang did not know, but he understood that the current situation was unfavorable for him and the monk.
Therefore, at this mont, he silently recalled those magic shadows who were far off besieging another Divine Power Eighth Realm Great Power.
Together with the thousand or so Great Powers previously slain and controlled by the magic shadows, they ca rushing toward him in might.
"Azure Dragon Sword Immortal, I admit that now you indeed can contend with , but ultimately, you are still just in the Seventh Realm of Divine Power."
"Even if your Killing Dao is different, a Sword Cultivator is still a Sword Cultivator— let my Ten Thousand Demon Banner test your longsword!"
Chen Yi looked at him noncommittally, calmly stating, "Test it."
Seeing his fingers slightly move, the Spring Rain Sword, which was just swirling and dancing by his side, straightened and fell into his hand.
As soon as he finished speaking.
With a casual wave.
The vast Sword Intent suddenly spread through this Demon Realm, with thin layers of faint silver mist rising, enveloping this Ten Thousand Miles Demon Realm.
Imdiately, the eerie and terrifying Demon Realm shook violently, as if the earth was trembling, causing the entire vast grassland to quiver in unison.
Leaving Bai Chuanyang, who was just provoking with words, dumbfounded, "Is this... the Divine Power Domain? How is this possible?"
Clearly, the Azure Dragon Sword Immortal had just broken through to the Seventh Realm of Divine Power, not the Eighth Realm.
How could the manifestation of a Domain’s Divine Will, which only appears at the Eighth Realm of Divine Power in Sword Dao, erge in this Demon Realm without him unsheathing a single sword?
"This, this is impossible!"
Similarly, the monk widened his eyes in disbelief, looking at the transformation around them, his gaze falling on the upright figure of Chen Yi:
"This is impossible!"
"Azure Dragon Sword Immortal, how could your sword... surpass its realm?"
Chen Yi glanced at him but didn’t answer his question.
After breaking through to the Seventh Realm of Divine Power in Sword Dao, a trace of insight erged in his heart.
What he realized wasn’t anything else, but the division of realms in Divine Secret Skill—during the Ancient Tis, the Seventh Realm of Divine Power could manifest a Domain.
Unlike now, requiring the Eighth Realm of Divine Power.
Though Chen Yi didn’t understand why, it didn’t prevent him from harboring doubts about the current Martial Arts.
If the substantialization of Divine Will leads to Domain manifestation.
Then it’s possible that the current Martial Arts realm has been tampered with.
It could either be an additional realm, causing nurous Martial Arts Practitioners to waste ti, slowing their cultivation speed.
Or it could be one realm less, intentionally hiding the topmost realm.
In other words, the current Ten Divine Power Realms are just the ancient nine realms, hiding the ancient tenth realm.
Chen Yi couldn’t fathom the intentions of the terrifying entity capable of such manipulation.
He could only infer from the current outco—the Tenth Divine Power Realm must be significantly crucial.
A further conjecture might relate to Transcenders like Zhao Muzi and the General.
"Perhaps, the terrifying entity erased the tenth realm deliberately to prevent more people from transcending!"
Such a thought surged in Chen Yi’s mind, accompanied by a domineering and pure killing intent manifesting on him.
In the next mont.
The silver mist, which had been perating the Demon Realm, abruptly materialized.
One sword, two swords, three swords... all the way to ten thousand swords.
A total of ten thousand towering swords erged within this Demon Realm, with their tips pointing upward, segregating the monk, Bai Chuanyang, magic shadows, and those corpses of Great Powers controlled by the magic shadows.
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