Remould the Glory of Sword Art

Chapter 1562: Chapter 136: Counterattack

"Saint Prince!"

"Your Highness!"

The dark stream of light shatters the air.

This strike was so swift that everyone was caught off guard.

Even the Saint Prince hadn’t reacted when the Spirit Sun Rod, wrapped in black ink, was already pressed against his chest—

Bang!

In the nick of time.

A crisp sound erupted in the void like thunder!

The Spirit Sun Rod was struck by a flying sword and hurled sideways, tumbling through the air before embedding heavily into a nearby mountain wall.

Across both realms, among those who could wield such flying sword divine skills.

Currently, there is only one.

"Xie Xuanyi... it’s you again!"

Nether Sea Venerable’s expression turned grim, looking at the distant figure who always thwarted his plans.

Countless Sword Qi wandered between heaven and earth.

Xie Xuanyi stood up from his wheelchair, one hand clutching Ling Chenzi’s head, the once lofty and domineering Taoist Great True Man, now dragged along like a stray dog.

A long crimson trail stretched behind them.

Some people may still be alive.

But compared to "dead," there’s hardly a difference.

Ling Chenzi made just one wrong move, and now he was in a state of utter ruin.

Being ambushed by Sea Surfing King and Venerable Sea Overturning wasn’t a fatal error.

Unfortunately.

He fell into Xie Xuanyi’s sword domain.

Xie Xuanyi gave him no chance to "repair" his injuries.

Thousands of Sword Intent were currently rampaging through the meridians of the Great True Man.

The shadow’s revival ability was incredibly defying, Ling Chenzi’s flesh was healing rapidly.

But precisely because of this.

He suffered immense pain unlike any other.

For every inch his flesh healed.

The Sword Qi tore apart an inch.

"Huff..."

The Saint Prince checked his retreat, feeling a lingering fear as he touched his chest.

The earlier attack was extremely perilous.

His physical body was resilient enough that being stabbed wasn’t a concern.

Yet!

The Saint Prince had a premonition!

If hit by the Spirit Sun Rod, his flesh might be "contaminated"... after all, the black ink wrapping the rod emitted a deeply unsettling aura!

"Hey! Thanks!"

He took a deep breath, looking at Xie Xuanyi, seriously expressing gratitude.

"..."

Xie Xuanyi waved his hand, indicating it was nothing.

The Spirit Sun Rod sent flying in the air, took a turn under the black ink’s encirclement.

Nether Sea Venerable flicked his sleeve coldly.

He gathered his fingers, similar to sword control...

This time.

His finger pointed strike was no longer aimed at the Saint Prince, but at Xie Xuanyi!

"Go!"

Nether Sea commanded in a low voice.

The Spirit Sun Rod halted, then suddenly charged forth.

Xie Xuanyi chuckled lightly.

In terms of divine thought.

He was no less than Nether Sea.

The entire Great Array was within his sensing range.

Chen Ke moved with his will, Xie Xuanyi similarly flicked his sleeve, releasing golden sword energy.

Bang!

Two top-tier treasures collided again!

Golden light and black filth exploded in all directions!

The moment the two collided, Nether Sea formed seals with his single hand, the thick ink intent surged like a Great Flood Dragon, his strike was not meant to confront Xie Xuanyi head-on, but rather to control the power of filth, intending to contaminate [Chen Ke]!

"Careful!"

Having suffered a major setback before, the Saint Prince noticed something was wrong and hurriedly warned.

"..."

Xie Xuanyi calmly waved his hand.

The gesture wasn’t because he heard.

But because words were unnecessary.

"End!"

Xie Xuanyi’s expression was composed, gently uttering a single word.

The Sinking Disease Sword shook.

Countless dark Sword Qi erupted from the slender sword body, instantly piercing through the surging ink intent like a sea monster!

Was he not aware of Nether Sea’s intentions?

When destroying those shadows in [Ruins], Xie Xuanyi had observed carefully, these filthy things were said to be extremely difficult to kill, but as long as the Taoist Intent was pure enough, they could be swiftly eliminated! His Path of Destruction was among the most restraining of the Great Dao!

Rumble!

This moment of confrontation unleashed a tremendously powerful force.

"Retreat."

Peacock Venerable’s expression turned grim.

He protected Wu Jiu, taking Master Ni Yu, Silver Moon, and a myriad of Great Demons and retreated quickly.

He had to admit.

Today’s Xie Xuanyi... in realm and strength, all had surpassed him.

This strike.

Was definitely not the power that an ordinary Yang God could muster!

"Such powerful Taoist Intent."

Silver Moon couldn’t help but marvel.

He had contended fiercely with Xie Xuanyi once before.

If they were to battle again today... he feared he wouldn’t even have time to unleash [Blood Moon Devouring], and his head would be chopped off.

Only a strongest like the Great Palace Master could suppress a Sword Cultivator of this level.

"..."

Qilin Miaofa True Monarch stood atop a Thunder Pool.

He was the only one who didn’t retreat.

Relying on the formidable realm of Yang God Seventh Heaven, he stood amidst the turmoil, opened a Dao Domain, calmly watching the scene before him.

Xie Xuanyi’s strength was even greater than he had imagined...

As expected of the once-in-a-millennium only Harmonizer.

The unity of the Life and Death Dao Domain quickly annihilated the thorny "filth ink intent."

The powerful energy of this confrontation was too intense.

Making the entire world sink into momentary deathly silence!

The dazzling brilliance splashed, all Great Demons saw nothing but silver-white, as if a Blazing Sun was exploding right in front of them—

The Spirit Sun Rod fell from the sky.

The black ink enveloping its staff body had been completely cleansed.

This Spiritual Treasure returned to its "clean and pristine" state; the Saint Prince sensed it, closed his eyes, and extended his palm, gripping the Spirit Sun Rod in mid-air.

The rumbling thunder echoed.

He slowly opened his eyes, revealing regret and pain.

Though he managed to retrieve the Spirit Sun Rod.

Yet...

This treasure was ultimately damaged.

"Hmm?"

The regretful look in the Saint Prince’s eyes didn’t last long; his divine thought swept over it, slightly surprised.

After this confrontation.

He vaguely felt that the Spirit Sun Rod seemed to have changed somewhat.

The previously cracked fissures... had an added sword mark; if guessed correctly, that’s the trace left from the earlier confrontation between Nether Sea’s manipulation of the Spirit Sun Rod and Chen Ke. Xie Xuanyi’s Lifebound Flying Sword had struck the Spirit Sun Rod with full force, leaving this white mark.

This wasn’t merely a simple mark.

This white mark contained a familiar divine thought.

The Saint Prince’s expression turned strange.

He looked towards the distance.

As the smoke and dust cleared.

Xie Xuanyi released Ling Chenzi, stepping on him.

He brought his fingers together before his chest, his black robes billowing.

Thousands of flying swords, all gathered back.

"Everyone, those below Yang God Seventh Realm, I suggest keeping a safe distance."

Xie Xuanyi locked his gaze on Nether Sea Venerable.

The implication of his words was crystal clear.

Clearing the field.

Besides Qilin Miaofa True Monarch... no one else is qualified to partake in this battle.

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