Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

”Attack him together! Kill Wen Qingye first!” Ruan Ying knew the feud between them was now irreconcilable, so she immediately rallied the crowd.

”Alright! My Asura Sect has a major grudge against Wen Qingye as it is. I, Li Da, will be the first to strike!”

After speaking, Li Da took a large step back with his right foot. He clenched his right fist, which began to emit a strange, vibrating sound. Violent, dark yellow True Essence condensed into the massive head of a True Essence Beast. The beast’s snout sported two long, dragon-like whiskers, and its lantern-sized eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light. As it opened its maw to roar, the air thickened like viscous water, spinning violently to form a series of funnel-shaped vortexes.

”Red Water Fist! Mad Beast Roar!”

BOOM!

Wen Qingye’s expression remained unchanged, his eyes narrowing to slits as the longsword in his hand became a blur of motion.

In the next instant, Sword Qi erupted from Wen Qingye’s blade, blasting forth and kicking up a tremendous gale.

The Sword Qi tore through the funnel-shaped vortexes one after another. Sprays of condensed Primordial Qi scattered in all directions like water from a fountain.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

The Primordial Qi blasted into the ground, leaving it covered in pockmarks.

ROAR!

The Mad Beast and the Sword Qi collided violently, letting out an agonized howl. The terrifying sonic vibrations made the very air seem to fold and distort.

”You think you can beat me with a single sliver of Sword Qi? Dream on!” Though stunned by the ferocity of Wen Qingye’s Sword Qi, Li Da immediately channeled his own Primordial Qi with even greater intensity.

The Mad Beast’s head grew more solid, and viscous fluid made of Primordial Qi began to drip from the corners of its mouth, burning arm-thick holes into the ground where it landed.

BANG!

Wen Qingye shot into the air. The One Thought Sword in his hand pulsed with a supreme, heart-shaking radiance. Countless beams of Sword Aura erupted from its blade, weaving together to form what looked like a net of swords.

The Sword Aura sliced into the Mad Beast’s head. The immense backlash sent a tremor through Li Da’s right arm, which gradually went numb. His entire body started to feel weak.

”I’ll help you!”

Liang Qing shouted and flicked the Duster in his hand. The fine white threads undulated gracefully, suddenly erupting with countless, endlessly sharp streams of Primordial Qi.

SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH...

Wen Qingye raised his sword to defend himself, completely blocking the streams of Qi Aura radiating from the Duster.

Seeing Wen Qingye forced back by the two-pronged attack, Ruan Ying’s courage surged. An overwhelming aura erupted from her as Primordial Qi gathered in her hands with the force of a landslide.

”Sun and Moon Divine Fist!”

Ruan Ying threw a punch at Wen Qingye’s head. With a low hum, the air vibrated, and a ten-zhang-thick Primordial Energy Pillar shot out from her arm, rushing toward Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye retreated again. Seeing the menacing Primordial Energy Pillar approaching, he abruptly gripped his sword hilt with his left hand as well. His aura instantly swelled, and the clash of powerful momentums produced a brilliant golden light.

”Fourth Form of the Sword Emperor Technique! Defy Me and Die!”

With a flick of his wrist, the long beam of Sword Aura extending from his blade seemed to stretch from the earth to the sky, its golden light blinding everyone present.

KRA-BOOM!

The Sword Aura blotted out the sky, shimmering with golden light. For an instant, the only thing anyone could see was Wen Qingye, standing resolute in the air, his hair whipping wildly.

At the sight of this, Liang Qing’s expression changed drastically. He hastily withdrew his Duster and pushed off the ground, shooting backward at high speed. Ruan Ying, however, clenched her right fist again, blasting another Primordial Energy Pillar toward Wen Qingye.

But Ruan Ying’s Sun and Moon Divine Fist was no match for Wen Qingye’s Sword Emperor Technique. The boundless Sword Aura annihilated her attack and sent her staggering back four or five steps.

”Wen Qingye, how dare you!”

Just then, with a single leap, Wen Qingye charged toward Jiang Wu.

Jiang Wu roared in terror, ”Wen Qingye, what are you doing?! My master still has my Heart Spirit Jade Scroll—”

SQUELCH!

With the sound of a blade piercing viscera, Wen Qingye’s One Thought Sword ran Jiang Wu straight through. Jiang Wu’s life force instantly dissipated, fading into nothing.

HSSSS!

The One Thought Sword emitted a dazzling red glow. Thin streams of blood began to flow from Jiang Wu’s body into the Sword Body, and the sword itself began to grow stronger at a visible rate.

”What’s going on?”

The onlookers were all momentarily stunned.

Ruan Ying roared, ”Wen Qingye, you have some nerve! You’re a dead man! Do you have any idea who Jiang Wu’s master is? It’s Elder Lim Tian!”

”Don’t be in such a hurry. None of you are getting away,” Wen Qingye said calmly, his gaze fixed on the One Thought Sword in his hand, its aura now significantly stronger.

RIIIP!

Suddenly, Wen Qingye flicked his sword, ripping open Jiang Wu’s robes. It turned out there was a hidden layer in his clothing, from which a piece of white fur was revealed.

The white pelt gave off a gentle, shimmering glow and pulsed with Primordial Qi.

”The pelt of a Five Pattern Qiu?”

The onlookers exclaimed in shock.

Li Da’s face went pale. ”How can that be?” he cried. ”Didn’t Gan Ziyuan get the Five Pattern Qiu’s pelt? How did it end up with Jiang Wu?”

Liang Qing’s expression turned grim, and he fell silent. He realized Jiang Wu had been playing him for a fool the entire time.

Seeing the pelt in Wen Qingye’s hand, Ruan Ying couldn’t help but speak up. ”Wen Qingye, hand over the Five Pattern Qiu pelt, and we’ll consider our grudge settled. How about it?”

”It’s not up to you to decide anymore.” Wen Qingye slowly placed the Five Pattern Qiu pelt into his Sumeru Mustard Seed, his gaze sweeping coldly over the crowd.

When Liang Qing saw Wen Qingye store the pelt, his eyes immediately turned red with greed. ”Wen Qingye, you have some nerve! Do you have any idea that it took us several double-hours to kill that Five Pattern Qiu? And you intend to take it all for yourself?”

Fang Xin and Tu Bai silently nodded in agreement.

Fang Xin also stepped forward and spoke slowly. ”The Five Pattern Qiu is an Exotic Beast, an incredibly rare find. Its pelt is a Spirit Treasure. Wen Qingye, in my opinion, we should divide this treasure. You can take what would have been Jiang Wu’s share. What do you say?”

Wen Qingye shook his head and chuckled. ”If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even have the chance to see this Five Pattern Qiu pelt. Besides, Jiang Wu was the one who actually stole it, and I got it by killing him. If you really want this pelt, you might as well go ask Taiyi Pavilion for it. Just look for Jiang Wu’s master, Lim Tian.”

Hearing Wen Qingye’s words, everyone’s expression darkened.

Li Da was just about to speak when he saw Wen Qingye charging toward him. He cried out in alarm, ”Wen Qingye, what are you doing?”

”Killing you.”

Wen Qingye’s icy eyes were completely devoid of emotion. His sword moved with untraceable grace, like a flash of cold starlight.

A chill went down Li Da’s spine. His cultivation was slightly lower than Jiang Wu’s, and even Jiang Wu had been no match for Wen Qingye. He knew that to fight Wen Qingye was to walk into a death trap.

But Wen Qingye was already set on killing him, and the blur of his sword was almost upon him. Li Da had no choice but to brace himself and meet the attack.

Li Da threw a punch that struck with the force of a churning ocean, followed by another that erupted like molten lava.

”Red Water Fist! Boundless Tremors!”

The attack parted the air, sending waves of crushing Primordial Qi toward Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye flicked his sword, executing a familiar technique. The moment he did, the onlookers stared, dumbfounded, as if they had been turned to stone.

Fang Xin couldn’t contain his shock. ”How... how does he know that Sword Technique?”

”His Swordsmanship is peerless. It’s even more formidable than when Jiang Wu used it,” Tu Bai said, taking a deep breath as he stared intently at Wen Qingye.

Yan Yuhuan looked at Liu Jingwen in disbelief. ”Big Sister, he...”

Liu Jingwen shook her head, but Fang Yu, standing beside them, smiled. ”Brother Wen’s Swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle of perfection. I’m not surprised he can use the same Swordsmanship as Jiang Wu.”