I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

The old Emperor Rong hung his eyelids low, standing silently next to Bai Shang.

However, his hand gripping the Black Blade betrayed him.

This was the instinct of a Swordman.

Even though he was already controlled and lost his self-awareness, his body would still react to the surrounding environment.

Three Saint shadows.

An unparalleled genius perfectly matching three Supreme Treasures.

Han Zhan, who ascended to the Divine Realm, looked gently at Bai Shang, and she seemed to be suffering from the weight of a mountain, making her unable to move!

Next to him, the old Emperor Rong, gripping the Black Blade, had his body crackling at this instant.

The popping sound was his body resisting the pressure from Han Zhan.

Even though the old Emperor Rong was powerful, he had not yet reached the Divine Level; there was still a gap between him and a divine being.

Han Zhan raised his right hand.

A Golden Profound Text emerged in his palm, condensing into a Golden Longsword, he flicked a finger, and the longsword was released, shooting out.

Though his Talent Abilities were mostly locked and he couldn’t perform Sword Skills, with three Supreme Treasures on him, he could still display his masterful Swordsmanship in other ways.

Such as this.

The Golden Longsword wrapped in a whirlwind, like a stone creating a thousand ripples, surged forward with overwhelming Sword Qi.

The old Emperor Rong’s muscles tensed, his hand on the hilt transformed from one to two.

Holding it with both hands, the power in his swing increased; as a seasoned Swordman, his actions were entirely instinctive.

Boom!

The collision of Sword Qi and Sword Qi emitted a deafening sound, the air twisting into ripples at the point of impact, like paper being unfolded after being forcefully crumpled.

With a loud crash, the originally wrinkled space suddenly collapsed, shattering into mirror-like fragments flying everywhere.

The old Emperor Rong’s legs straightened, stepping into the ground below, but his body still slid backward uncontrollably for dozens of meters before finally stopping.

Opposite him, Han Zhan remained in his original stance, fingers pinching a Sword Technique, with no joy or sadness.

The stronger and weaker, clear at a glance.

The old Emperor Rong had acted too many times in a day; his body aged to a certain extent, and the aura of aging uncontrollably radiated from inside him.

In battles with the Fire Celestial God, with Han Zhan, and with the ascended Han Zhan.

Repeated actions had exhausted too much of his bodily functions.

He was no longer young.

At this moment, there was suddenly clarity in the muddy eyes of the old Emperor Rong.

He seemed to have broken free from Bai Shang’s Telepathy control, regaining his self-awareness.

The old Emperor Rong looked at the densely packed Golden Longswords appearing behind Han Zhan, arranged neatly like a wall of swords.

He opened his mouth.

"Truly... spectacular..."

Boom boom boom boom!

The next second, the Golden Sword Qi submerged the place where he stood.

For a Swordman, perhaps this was the best outcome.

The old Emperor Rong died.

From the confrontation to extinction, it took less than twenty breaths.

Witnessing all of this, Bai Shang’s face turned pale.

On one hand, the old Emperor Rong’s death caused backlash to Bai Shang who controlled him.

On the other hand, she realized her mightiest support was simply no match for Han Zhan!

Lost?

Bai Shang never expected the situation to turn so suddenly, with the outcome unexpectedly reversed.

She bit her silver teeth lightly; her Telepathy silently spread, infiltrating Han Zhan.

Telepathy was stealthy in its execution, leaving the target unguarded.

Bai Shang wanted to continue imposing a psychological suggestion on Han Zhan, impacting his judgment and grasping a chance for survival.

However, as she invaded Han Zhan’s mind again, she abruptly recoiled, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"You’re really grasping at straws in desperation."

"To invade my inner world with Telepathy, but you seem to forget what kind of realm I am now."

Han Zhan looked at Bai Shang expressionlessly and spoke lightly.

He now stood at the Divine Level, unless the opponent was also at the Divine Level, invading his inner world was no less dangerous than facing a Celestial God.

With Bai Shang’s strength, even eavesdropping on a Celestial God’s thoughts would leave her influenced and corrupted, let alone affect a divine being’s mind.

The audacious approach led to backlash as expected.

A new Golden Longsword formed before Han Zhan.

Watching his Third Sister fall to the ground, he pressed his lips together.

"You can’t kill me." Bai Shang raised her head, her face cold.

Even in this situation, she remained obstinate and fanatical.

Han Zhan said no more.

He casually flicked his sleeve, the Golden Longsword suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was right in front of Bai Shang.

The unstoppable Sword Qi swept across her face and body; hair split, clothes shredded, and her fair skin suddenly bore numerous sword marks.

Bai Shang stubbornly raised her head, the tip of the Golden Longsword pointed at her brow, yet it did not pierce her immediately.

"You’re... unable to kill me!"

Bai Shang repeated the words.

Simultaneously, from the wounds on her body, eyes suddenly opened.

All those eyes coldly stared at Han Zhan, like the merciless gaze of a Celestial God.

Sun God!

These eyes were almost identical to that giant eyeball in the sky of Xiqi!

The Sun God was sheltering Bai Shang.

Under divine-level attack methods, only a Celestial God could withstand it.

When those eyes appeared all over, Han Zhan’s Golden Longsword was forced to retreat three inches from her brow.

The two seemed to be in a stalemate.

"Leave..." At this moment, "Bai Shang" spoke again, with a different voice.

The current "Bai Shang" no longer looked like Bai Shang at all.

She completely transformed into an alien creature covered with eyes.

In this current form, she was the true figure of a fanatic follower of the Sun God.

"Leave!"

With Bai Shang’s sharp scream, terrifying sound waves shattered the surrounding ground, stones fragmented into air waves spreading outwards.

The Golden Longsword could no longer hold up, shattering and dissipating.

A tightly closed eye appeared in the sky above her.

It seemed to be slowly opening!

Han Zhan wasn’t driven back by the voice.

A new Golden Longsword formed before him again; this time, Han Zhan chose to grasp it with his hand.

The Circulation Array spread from beneath his feet, enclosing the entire altar area.

At this moment, even the eye in the sky that was about to open was shrouded in a black veil.

"I promised Fourth Brother to find the mastermind for him and avenge him."

"No one can stop me; even a Celestial God cannot."

Han Zhan spoke as he stepped into an arched stance and exerted force.

His silhouette leaned forward, the Golden Longsword was brought from his side to the front.

While swinging, countless Golden Profound Texts surged into the Golden Longsword.

Growing larger, then larger again, the Golden Longsword transformed into a radiant Giant Sword,

With a thunderous blast, silence beheld the earth and sky.

This Quanrong expedition,

two people set out, one returned.

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