Chapter 428: Chapter 427: Tian Wen Yuanhong
At this mont, he only regretted not having eliminated Ye Fan years ago. He had never expected this traitor, Ye Fan, to be such a prodigy. After all, only a prodigy could grow at such an astounding pace. This ti, the Divine Dragon had truly misjudged.
Jue Ying slowly rose to his feet. "I must say," he began, "you have indeed exceeded the Divine Dragon’s expectations. You are the strongest genius to have ever co from our ranks! If you weren’t an enemy, you would be the pride of the Divine Dragon!"
"Pride? I dare not accept that title," Ye Fan retorted mockingly. "The Divine Dragon is far too grand to accommodate a minor character like !"
The princess’s humiliating death, his brothers tortured to their last breath—that tragic scene had always been his nightmare. Now, it was ti to end it. As long as the Divine Dragon falls, all the nightmares will finally be over.
"Have you decided how you wish to die?" Ye Fan asked coldly.
Jue Ying laughed. "How I wish to die? Hahaha! Although you are stronger than , you are unfortunately mistaken about one thing!"
"What’s that?" Ye Fan asked.
"That I am the most legitimate heir of the Murong Family, and my bloodline originates from Emperor Qin’s Family!"
"So what?" Ye Fan said with disdain.
"Heavenly Inquiry Sword!" Jue Ying shouted.
The Heavenly Inquiry Sword appeared. It seed the legends were true. The sword, which had vanished for thousands of years and represented an unparalleled peak of power, had truly returned to the world. From afar, the watching Family Heads were shocked.
With the Heavenly Inquiry Sword’s appearance, who could possibly contend? This was the personal sword of the first emperor, Qin Shi Huang, the King of Divine Weapons. Who would dare to oppose it?
Huyan Yuncheng’s and Shangguan Qiuyue’s expressions turned grim, their hearts filled with worry for Ye Fan. No matter how strong a person was, they could hardly fight against Divine Power. What Ye Fan now had to confront was the very will of Emperor Qin.
The faces of the Murong Clan mbers, however, brightened. With the Heavenly Inquiry Sword revealed, they knew the end of this war was only a matter of ti. Their invincible confidence in the sword stemd from their ancestor, Emperor Qin Shi Huang.
Despite their excitent, their gazes remained fixed on the center of the battlefield, where Ye Fan stood with a calm expression. Jue Ying, however, simply looked at him with mockery.
In my view, the war is all but over, for I am the only man who can wield the Heavenly Inquiry Sword.
The mont Jue Ying took the Heavenly Inquiry Sword in hand, he moved. As the King’s Sword, it radiated an unmatched, domineering power, unlike the Yuanhong Sword which exuded pure sharpness.
Ranked second among the ten great swords, Yuanhong was known as the sword of chivalry, though now it was steeped in an aura of slaughter. In contrast, the first-ranked Heavenly Inquiry represented supre power. It was the King’s Sword!
At that mont, Ye Fan could feel the Yuanhong Sword thrumming with fervor.
Jue Ying shouted, "Heavenly Inquiry’s Strike!"
This technique, created by Emperor Qin to be used with the Heavenly Inquiry Sword, could unleash its ultimate power. As the attack was unleashed, even the Family Heads watching from afar broke out in a cold sweat. Is this the pressure from the Sword Qi?
It was truly worthy of being called the Emperor’s Sword. Once unleashed, who could possibly contend? The sword strike carried a heavy, oppressive force, hurtling toward Ye Fan from all directions. In its wake, not a single blade of grass was left, and the very earth cracked and split.
"Returning to the Sect Sword!"
In this mont of overwhelming pressure, Ye Fan unleashed his own attack. The instant he moved, the ground beneath him exploded. The shockwave struck the onlookers again.
"Fall back!" they yelled, utterly terrified as they scrambled to get away, not even daring to look toward the center of the battlefield.
When the dust and mist cleared for a mont, Ye Fan’s arm was bleeding, the blood spilling onto the ground, though this was unseen by those outside the battle. In the end, it seed he was no match for the Heavenly Inquiry Sword.
Jue Ying sneered, "You’ve lost!"
"Have I?" Ye Fan held the Yuanhong Sword horizontally before him. The world knows the Heavenly Inquiry Sword as the Sword King, but I firmly believe that the Yuanhong Sword is in no way its inferior. Even if Yuanhong can’t defeat it, I know it has the power to fight to the death!
With the Heavenly Inquiry Sword in hand, Jue Ying’s domineering presence swelled. The imnse power granted by the sword fueled his confidence in defeating Ye Fan.
He taunted, "Still refusing to face reality? Then let
show you what true despair ans!"
He leaped into the air. "Descent of Emperor Qin!" he roared, his attack seemingly imbued with the very aura of Emperor Qin Shi Huang. This was undoubtedly his most terrifying strike, but Ye Fan, on the ground below, was not about to sit back and wait for death. This ti, he planned to unleash the full, intense power of his Slaughter Sword Dao.
At that mont, Jue Ying was elated. He finally had the chance to trample Ye Fan beneath him. However, just as he prepared to strike again with all his might, he heard the sound of dripping blood.
What is that sound?
Jue Ying didn’t know what had gone wrong. Following the sound of the dripping blood, he finally understood. Ye Fan’s earlier attack, the Returning to the Sect Sword, had already wounded him. His body was grievously injured, even more so than Ye Fan’s. He had simply been in a state of extre excitent and hadn’t noticed.
"This is impossible!" Jue Ying couldn’t believe it. Is it possible that even with the Heavenly Inquiry Sword in hand, I can’t achieve a miracle? He was unwilling, unable to accept this reality. The Heavenly Inquiry Sword was supposed to be a symbol of invincibility. Ignoring his wound, he exerted his full strength, determined to take down Ye Fan.
Standing on the ground, Ye Fan sensed sothing was wrong. Jue Ying hesitated. Could my last strike have actually injured him? It’s entirely possible. My last attack was one I had been building power for. Even a sword as strong as the Heavenly Inquiry Sword couldn’t have completely nullified its force. He must have concealed his injury. That’s the only explanation.
Ye Fan began to gather the power of his Slaughter Sword Dao. Whether I seriously wounded him or not, I’m about to find out.
High above, the aura of Emperor Qin Shi Huang perated the air. The crowd felt so oppressed they could barely breathe. They knew the Heavenly Inquiry Sword was strong, but they had no idea it was this powerful.
BOOM!
The domineering strike descended, sweeping across the entire battlefield. Such power, such montum, was truly a rare sight. In their eyes, this strike had decided the outco. The mbers of the Murong Family were already starting to celebrate their victory.
But as the energy from the strike dissipated, they witnessed an unexpected sight. They then breathed a collective sigh of relief, for Ye Fan was half-kneeling on the ground, apparently having suffered a grievous wound.
"Ye Fan!"
"Lord!"
Shangguan Qiuyue and Huyan Yuncheng cried out, their hearts sinking into despair for Ye Fan. Regrettably, no matter how they shouted, he couldn’t hear them.
Jue Ying stood in place. Who had won and who had lost was clear at a glance.
Just as the Murong Family began to celebrate their apparent victory, sothing unexpected happened to Jue Ying. A spray of blood suddenly erupted from his body.
"AHHH!"
His agonizing scream followed, plunging everyone who heard it into despair.
"This is impossible!"
Everyone was stunned. He had been defeated while holding the Heavenly Inquiry Sword. They all desperately wanted to know: what kind of sword was Ye Fan wielding that could possibly defeat the Heavenly Inquiry Sword? This was a duel between the swords themselves.
With the defeat of the Heavenly Inquiry Sword, the King of Divine Weapons, the outco was obvious. The martial artists of the Murong Family fell into endless despair, while Shangguan Qiuyue and Huyan Yuncheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This war was truly hard-fought.
"Why? Why is this happening!?" Jue Ying spat out a mouthful of blood. He could never have imagined that in this contest, while holding the Heavenly Inquiry Divine Sword, he would be the one to be so grievously wounded.
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