Chaotic Sword God

Changyang Zu Yunkong’s talent was extremely great, but it had been sealed up by the great elders of the Changyang clan together, preventing him from ever reaching Sainthood, but even with that being the case, the breakthrough occurred uncontrollably several times back on Three Saint Island, conflicting with the seal in his head and torturing him in an excruciating fashion. If it were not for the Heavenly Enchantress’ matchless accomplishments in the way of the zither that allowed her to send him into a slumber, he would have passed away long ago.

Afterward, the seal in his head was removed because of Jian Chen. With his talent, his cultivation immediately surged. Coupled with Xiao Ling’s assistance in personally invoking the mysteries of the world, the mysteries were presented in the clearest fashion possible right in front of him, allowing his strength to skyrocket. It increased at an unbelievable rate, allowing him to reach the peak of Saint Ruler after only recently becoming one a few short years ago.

Changyang Zu Yunkong sat in the cave like an old monk in meditation. He was solemn and showed no other emotions. The space around him rippled in an even more unstable manner like water while powerful energy surged from his body from time to time, causing the ground to crack like a web.

Not only was Changyang Zu Yunkong’s comprehension of the mysteries of the world deepening with every moment, undergoing a qualitative metamorphosis, even the energy within him was strengthening, becoming more and more powerful and pure.

Suddenly, the distorted space around him stopped and even the energy within him stabilized. At that moment, everything calmed down and his surroundings fell silent, as if the entire world had descended into silence in that single moment. It also seemed like time had stopped while the energy of the world around him stopped flowing as well.

The odd situation lasted for a short while. Suddenly, a tremendous presence began to radiate from Changyang Zu Yunkong, sweeping out like a storm and engulfing the entire mountain range.

At the same time, an even more tremendous presence erupted from Changyang Zu Yunkong. Like a flash flood, it violently surged out in all directions.

Boom! The mountain Changyang Zu Yunkong was residing in erupted, disintegrating into rocks that splayed out in all directions. He remained floating at the same altitude in the same sitting posture as the energy erupted from him uncontrollably, wreaking havoc on the surroundings.

At that moment, the calm sky suddenly began to churn. The energy surged into the sky like a flood, obliterating the layer of clouds above.

Soon afterward, a layer of rainbow clouds silently appeared in the sky. They shone with a colorful and beautiful light, illuminating the entire region.

They were seven-colored rainbow clouds, and they silently expanded in all directions. They engulfed a radius of several hundred thousand kilometers, making all the Saint Rulers in that area envious and eager.

This was because they all knew that this was the sign of a Ninth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler breaking through to Saint King.

Reaching Saint King did not only mean an increase in strength, elevating the person to the apex of the continent, it also meant an increase in longevity.

Saint Rulers only possessed a lifespan of three thousand years, and even with heavenly resources, they could only live for an additional two hundred years at most. However, reaching Saint King would directly increase one’s lifespan to six thousand years.

From two other regions within the mountain range, Huang Tianba and Yang Ling emerged from cultivation. They both looked up at the sky.

“Changyang Zu Yunkong’s talent really is terrifying. A few years ago, he was nowhere near as strong as me, yet he’s reached Saint King before me,” Huang Tianba mumbled emotionally. He faintly smiled because of the joy he felt knowing Changyang Zu Yunkong was becoming a Saint King.

“I need to work hard as well. My talent may not be as impressive as Changyang Zu Yunkong, but I can’t fall too far behind, or that’s just far too embarrassing,” Huang Tianba then said. He was also at the Ninth Heavenly Layer right now, only requiring a final step to break through.

On the other side, Yang Ling stared at the rainbow clouds in the sky with mixed emotions. He could still clearly remember that when he was cultivating with Changyang Zu Yunkong back in Mercenary City. Changyang Zu Yunkong was only a Saint Ruler of the First Heavenly Layer, yet he had already become a Saint King after so little time. On the other hand, his strength had not increased at all. He remained a Sixth Cycle Heaven Saint Master.

“My talent is horrible. The young master has given me such a great opportunity, yet I’ve still failed to reach Saint Ruler. I’ve really failed to live up to his wishes. There’s no chance I will reach Saint King in this life,” Yang Ling gently sighed. He became rather dejected. All fighters wished to see themselves become even more powerful.

Changyang Zu Yunkong was only several tens of thousand kilometers from Mercenary City, so the rainbow clouds obviously reached there. However, there were already two thousand Saint Kings from various races that had gathered there, and there were even a few Saint Emperors. The breakthrough obviously did not catch the attention of many people.

Back at the Changyang clan, Changyang Qing Yun’s sudden departure made a lot of people sigh in relief. The people who had no idea what was happening thought that Changyang Qing Yun had permanently left and started to secretly praise Changyang Zu Xiao’s might since he had driven away an enemy as soon as he arrived.

Only Changyang Zu Xiao, Changyang Zu Yunxiao, and Changyang Zu Yeyun remained with very pale faces. They had already thought of some things that might end up happening after hearing what Changyang Qing Yun had said before he left.

Before they could delve into the matter, a Space Gate ripped open again and Changyang Qing Yun emerged. He had arrived with an Emperor Armament that was over twenty meters in length in his hands.

The Emperor Armament immediately radiated with a powerful might as soon as it appeared. Its presence swept through the surroundings and made everyone shiver.

Just the appearance of the Emperor Armament, without even displaying its powers, had caused the surrounding space to ripple, as if it were going to shatter at any moment.

Changyang Qing Yun stood where the hilt of the sword was and held onto it with both of his hands. His hair and clothes were ruffled despite the windless sky as a tremendous ripple of energy radiated from him. He was currently using his full strength to stabilize the Emperor Armament.

The four other great elders simultaneously charged over, joining with Changyang Qing Yun to control the Emperor Armament together.

The ancestral weapon of a protector clan was just far too powerful. Even Saint Kings at Great Perfection would struggle to control it by themselves. They needed several people to work together.

“Changyang Zu Xiao, I’ve like to see how you will block the Emperor Armament. Do you really think your Zu branch has the ability to achieve mutual defeat?” Changyang Qing Yun laughed at the sky. He was already confident he would achieve victory now that this weapon was in his hands.

The three Saint Kings of the Zu branch became extremely ugly. Even the Saint Rulers beneath looked the same.

“Changyang Qing Yun, I never thought you’d become so mad that you’d use the Emperor Armament against us. Have you forgotten the ancestral teachings? They’ve clearly recorded that the protector clans can only use the Emperor Armaments when the continent faces a severe threat or when the protector clan is facing a life or death situation,” Changyang Zu Xiao cried out in a heavy voice as his expression became extremely horrible.