Previously Lucian didn't want to make a move against the Dynasty's cultivators as they didn't have any backing in the Dynasty.
If it were normal cultivators, it wouldn't have been such a problem, but these young n were Royal Academy disciples, surely descendents of so powerful families.
But when Jiang Yun started to curse Iris, he could no longer hold back.
Only he had the right to curse his won…
Yet when he attacked,
unexpectedly, soone could see though his Limitless Freedom Steps and blocked his punch!
Although this Heaven Rank movent technique hadn't yet reach the realm of perfection, it was still the first ti soone of his own age had managed to match his speed!
Even made him feel a hint of danger!
Lucian looked at the green-haired young man who seed to be an embodint of swords.
His entire being exuded an intense Sword Intent!
As the sea of swords ford, Lucian was surprised to sense that he couldn't spread his own Domain.
There seed to be so mysterious force stopping his Domain from forming and spreading!
"Is this what's special about a Domain created by an Authority?" He silently thought to himself, but his expression remained calm.
At this mont,
"… So just die," Haoran slowly took a step and the world trembled!
The Spiritual Energy in the area seed to be churning violently as it was absorbed into the countless swords!
Then a beautiful long sword appeared above his head, slicing down!
At the sa ti, the swords' shadows attacking him from every direction seed to tear through the space, leaving streaks of bright lights in their paths!
Lucian grinned wildly and abruptly his whole body was engulfed in demonic black flas, making him look like a devil erging from the depths of Underworld!
As he infused the demonic flas with the essence of Fire Law to make the flas even stronger, he unleashed all the Souls he had collected up to now.
In that instant, the Yin-Yang Soul Shield, which Haoran's Sword had pierced before, was strengthened to its utmost limit!
As the Yin-Yang Soul Shield rged with the Netherworld Ghost Flas, the dark demonic flas seed to co alive, with faces of Spiritual Beasts appearing like evil spirits!
Then a barrier of Space Law enveloped his body, creating an extra layer of protection.
The dark flas and the Space Law barrier rged, forming an even more terrifying defense as they wrapped around him.
As for his Sound Law, he also added this Law to the combination, hoping it would increase the strength of his defense.
At the sa ti, the translucent Demon-Dragon scales quietly covered his body.
If before he looked like a devil, now with two black horns growing from his forehead and wings unfolding behind him, he resembled a true Demon God!
Everything happened in the blink of eye!
Haoran's expression changed slightly as he sensed the terrifying aura around Lucian, but his sword didn't stop.
The silver sword slashed downward with the force of a mountain, eting Lucian's demonic fist head-on.
Countless sword shadows engulfed them like a raging flood, their silver gleam turning the evening sky into a sea of blinding light!
The sword shadows also pierced through Haoran's body, passing through him like he was made of mist.
Mysteriously, they didn't cut him.
So in this way, Lucian had to endure the swords from his front side too!
BOOM!!
CHIIII~!! CRACK!!
Flesh cutting and bone shattering sounds echoed as the silver sword sliced through Lucian's defenses!
"HaHa… you fool, how dare to use your fist against my Divine Treasure! You're courting death," Haoran suddenly laughed loudly, the hesitation he initially felt now completely gone.
'Right, how can he fight against my Half Divine Treasure. No human body could, even in Soul Essence Fusion state… unless they too have their own Divine Treasures to fight back. But how could this commoner have one,'
He thought inwardly, a smirk forming on his face as he watched Lucian's pained expression.
"I see!" Lucian spoke coldly while fighting against the intense pain he was experiencing.
The sword cut through his knuckles like paper, slicing up to his wrist, leaving a gaping wound that exposed white bone beneath torn flesh!
Had it not been for his special physique, that strike would have completely severed his arm!
Blood splattered across the stone-paved street, each crimson droplet sizzling as it t his demonic flas.
This was the first ti he had truly been injured to this extent.
As for the sword shadows created from Haoran's Domain, though they pierced through his Law barriers, most were shattered along the way.
In the end, because his Dragon-Demon scales, none could touch his skin.
Seeing his condition, Iris wanted to rush to his side, but Nysa stopped her and Sylvia.
"He's dead," A Peak Nascent Soul stage cultivator sighed deeply, watching from a distance.
"What a pity, this young man is quite talented. But he ets soone he shouldn't have... How can a nobody from so small Empire possibly stand against him?"
However,
Suddenly a bizarre thing happened!
The sound of the world seed to disappear!
Before Haoran could understand what was happening, a black flash appeared where Lucian stood!
"ARGHHHHH!"
Haoran suddenly flew back and fell with a thunderous crash, his body smashing through three buildings before coming to a stop.
He was clenching his right shoulder where his hand used to be as crimson blood spurted, his face contorted in agony and disbelief.
"Y-you… you… how dare you… HOW DARE YOU..." He began to roared, his jade-like face now deathly pale.
The Sword Domain crumbled like shattered glass as the snow began to fall once more.
"Lucian, are you alright!?" Nysa and others appeared beside him, their faces etched with concern.
Sylvia trembled violently as she saw his mangled hand.
Lucian nodded and took out the sword that still pierced through his arm.
The silver blade glead with a sword light as he pulled it from his flesh, its edge still hungry for more blood.
He placed it inside his Space Ring to check it later.
His split arm slowly began to rge together and began to heal at an astonishing rate!
"I am fine," Lucian said, swallowing the Fifth-Rank Healing pills that Nysa handed him, "His sword is indeed powerful, but he depends on it too much."
"Lucian, we should leave no–!"
Right at this mont, a Spiritual Pressure crashed down from the heavens like an ancient mountain descending!
A deep voice thundered from above, "Who dares harm my Junior Brother in the Royal City?"
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