Supreme Martial God of the City

"Sixth Rank Peak Sword Intent?????"

Ye Tian’s eyes were unusually solemn, his heart shaken.

Had the opponent’s sword intent really reached such a realm?

Moreover.

The opponent had already reached the level of all things as a sword; with just a casual gesture, the sword intent contained within their sword blade was even more terrifying than that of a typical high grade chaos treasure’s sword.

And what shocked Ye Tian even more was that within the opponent’s casual fingertip sword blade, there was a realm that he could somewhat guess but couldn’t entirely understand.

It was a drunken intent.

Yes.

A drunken intent.

There are countless realms, and Dao rhythms.

But drunken intent was something Ye Tian was encountering for the first time, even, learning about it for the first time.

This drunken intent clearly originated from the opponent’s own creation.

Quite, quite, quite incredible.

For one to say that realms and Dao rhythms, including power, speed, wind, water, fire, earth attributes, etc., can be cultivated by anyone and comprehended, would not be unique.

However, Ye Tian had an intuition that perhaps, throughout the entire Chang Civilization, it would be difficult to find a second person with this kind of drunken intent.

At this moment.

Ye Tian suddenly had a sensation of intoxication.

Confused.

As if trapped in an illusion realm.

"Drunken intent?????"

Ye Tian suddenly understood that this was the drunken intent contained within the opponent’s sword light taking effect.

Under the influence of the drunken intent, Ye Tian clearly felt that his dantian seemed sluggish.

True Qi seemed to congeal.

His body and meridians felt stiff.

However, this overbearing drunken intent lasted merely a moment...

Then.

Boom!

The creation bloodline sent a refreshing coolness throughout Ye Tian’s body.

Ye Tian suddenly broke free from the drunken intent.

Like a drowning person being saved.

Just as he escaped the drunken intent, Ye Tian’s eyes twitched sharply, for the blue sword light was already right in front of him, barely a meter away.

A moment of life and death!!!

"Mysterious Stele!"

Ye Tian’s eyes twitched violently as he shouted.

The Mysterious Stele moved instantly.

In a moment of life and death, it blocked in front of Ye Tian.

Almost immediately shielding Ye Tian.

The blue sword light fell onto the Mysterious Stele.

"Huh!"

Zui Jianmo exclaimed in surprise; unexpectedly, Ye Tian instantly broke out of his drunken realm — interesting indeed!

Truth be told, it was the first time he had encountered a lower Emperor who could escape his drunken realm so quickly.

In the blink of an eye.

"Sizzle..."

As the blue sword light landed on the Mysterious Stele.

The Mysterious Stele visibly trembled violently.

Even its light and some chaotic Dao rhythms dimmed, and if looked closely, there were deep sword marks on the Mysterious Stele.

Ye Tian’s face also turned slightly pale, unable to stop himself from retreating several steps.

Evidently, the Mysterious Stele was injured.

Ye Tian was also injured as a result.

However, in those several steps, Ye Tian’s aura returned to its peak, the injuries healed naturally, and the Mysterious Stele recovered as well.

It was practically like a magic trick.

"Huh?"

This scene made Zui Jianmo exclaim again in surprise, looking deeply at the Mysterious Stele and Ye Tian, finally showing a hint of interest in his drunken, blurry eyes.

Meanwhile, below, Feng Wuyun widened her beautiful eyes.

Stunned.

Turning out that Ye Tian survived a move from Zui Jianmo, neither dead nor defeated.

Was more than enough!

Extraordinarily shocking... the kind of shock that could frighten someone to death.

For those in the Chaotic Domain, it meant a whole lot to withstand even a single sword from Zui Jianmo from the younger generation.

It almost meant competing for the leadership role among the younger generation in the entire Chaotic Domain.

Feng Wuyun even doubted if she could manage it.

She knew Ye Tian was a prodigy, as she’d previously investigated information about him, but not to the extent of coming through one of Zui Jianmo’s swords unscathed!

"Prin...cess, are we seeing... ghosts?"

Xiao Mo nearly couldn’t stand anymore, torn between excitement and fear, as if her soul had been drawn out.

The same emotion was reflected on Baili Tu and the other three.

"Kid, you’re worth me using this broken sword."

The next moment, Zui Jianmo chuckled; in just a flash, his previously drunk demeanor vanished, the drunkenness in his eyes was replaced by an intensely clear murderous intent aimed at killing Ye Tian and any who could threaten him from the young generation.

He seemed to have changed completely.

Zui Jianmo held the sword at his waist.

Suddenly!!!

At the moment he grasped the sword, it was as if the heavens spun, chaos enveloped all directions.

As if the entire world was drawn into the world of sword dao.

As if in Heaven and Earth, only Zui Jianmo remained, being both man and sword.

"Stacking Sword Formation!"

Zui Jianmo raised his hand, delivering a sword strike.

Witness.

The sky of sword dao seemed to layer upon layer.

The power of the sword dao heavens seemed absorbed into that still blue sword blade.

Drunken intent no longer remained, only rivers and mountains, only heaven and netherworld, only all things and life, only Sun, Moon, and Stars!!!

In the sword’s movement, rivers and seas moved, layering heavens and netherworld, all things and life, Sun, Moon, and Stars.

There was human path, heavenly path, great Tao, path of life and death, netherworld path, reincarnation path.

What stacked were the air, sword intent, and realm, even Emperor’s Path!

Zui Jianmo’s sword swung out.

Obviously, any Emperor in the great and small thousand worlds at this moment would freeze instantly, like lambs waiting for slaughter!

Even top-notch lower Emperors like Feng Wuyun were suddenly suffocated, their bodies chilling with fear and knowing without a doubt that this sword could instantly kill ten or even dozens of them.

No chance of resistance at all.

Absolutely strong.

Supremely strong.

Strength beyond extinction, enough to overturn chaos.

"Kid, can you still withstand this?"

Zui Jianmo gazed at Ye Tian, with three parts amusement, three parts anticipation, three parts murderous intent, and one part teasing.

Ye Tian’s expression was heavy.

Incredibly, incredibly heavy.

He rarely sensed the taste of death so distinctly.

"Space Distortion."

"Space Shock."

"Space Tear."

"Space Storm."

"Space Overlap."

"Space Shifting."

.........

Yet, at this moment, Ye Tian was very calm.

His eyes first showed weightiness.

Then turned into battle intent!!!

He articulated each word.

Clearly visible, the space in front of Ye Tian began to twist and ripple...

The implausible techniques of the space law were coming into play.

To fend off Zui Jianmo’s sword, that blue sword light.

But.

It wasn’t very effective.

Even with Ye Tian’s continuous use of spatial techniques, visibly, that blue sword light still advanced, the speed seemingly reduced some but not significantly.

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