"You harbor murderous intent again? So, the Zui Jianmo persona, the fondness for wine, are they all just a façade?"
Ye Tian sneered, "Now you’re claiming to be a nominal steward of the Chaos Academy? Why didn’t you mention that before when you wanted to kill me? Knowing I have ties with Chaos Academy, yet you harbor murderous intent?"
A hypocritical woman, setting up a monument.
It’s really disgusting!
"Kid, so, what do you intend to do?" Zui Jianmo’s voice grew cold, unable to maintain the pretense anymore.
Ye Tian simply wouldn’t cooperate.
His temper is too rigid.
"I already said, when you stood out to save those four, it’s never give up!" Ye Tian said seriously.
"Hahaha..."
Zui Jianmo was taken aback and then burst into laughter, "Kid, although I indeed can’t do anything to you, you want to kill me? What are you thinking? I’m right here, seek to kill!!!!"
Zui Jianmo suddenly bared his teeth.
The feeling of becoming a demon.
That sort of intoxication, that senior expert demeanor, that strong aura, it all vanished in an instant.
Only chilling coldness, cruelty.
Only arrogance and an ever-darkening sword intent.
"Saying I’ll kill you means I’ll kill you, no joke."
In a flash of lightning, Ye Tian suddenly shouted, "Moluo Sword! Out!"
It has been a while since he last used the Moluo Sword.
Ye Tian was somewhat looking forward to using the Moluo Sword again with his current strength.
Can it slice the heavens, slice the earth, slice everything?
Can it?!
Battle fervor like madness flooded Ye Tian’s whole body.
Even his eyes had a faint hint of red.
The bracelet trembled, transforming into a three-feet Moluo Sword.
Moluo Sword in hand.
Ye Tian raised his gaze, sword pointing at Zui Jianmo.
"This sword?!"
Zui Jianmo’s breath hitched, and within his already awakened, calm, and intensely murderous eyes, uncontrolled greed and jealousy, along with strong longing, began to appear.
Zui Jianmo loves swords.
Loves precious swords.
This is also a common trait among sword cultivators.
As Ye Tian raised the Moluo Sword, Zui Jianmo’s long-dormant bloodline of the Sword Demon started to resonate, excitedly resonating.
From bloodline to bone marrow, from sword intent to True Qi, all told Zui Jianmo that the Moluo in Ye Tian’s hand is an unimaginable sword!!!
A supreme sword that Zui Jianmo spent over ten thousand years searching for but could never find.
"Boom boom boom..."
Zui Jianmo’s heartbeat began to roar and explode.
Zui Jianmo stared intensely at Moluo until the Moluo Sword suddenly slashed... Zui Jianmo only then suddenly realized he was in a life-and-death battle and felt the danger of death approaching.
He felt the chilling annihilation locked onto him by the Moluo Sword.
Zui Jianmo did not intend to flee; first, because he is a sword cultivator, he has his Sword Dao heart, his pride.
Second, the surrounding space has been sealed off; even if he could forcibly break this confinement, it would take time, and he wouldn’t have enough.
Third, his strong desire for this supreme sword he longs for prevents him from running away.
"Whirr..." The Moluo Sword’s Sword Light already swiped through.
"Sword Demon Blood, grant my Sword Dao strength!" In a flash, Zui Jianmo hoarsely and excitedly shouted.
Before the shout ended.
Countless Sword Light Rhythm exploded from within Zui Jianmo.
Yet, Zui Jianmo’s physical body did not shatter into void.
Instead, those Sword Light Rhythms, upon emerging, did not disappear but wandered around and surrounded Zui Jianmo, forming a Gang Shield-like sword rhythm.
Immediately followed.
"Hoo..."
That Gang Shield-like sword rhythm formed from Sword Light Rhythm was completely devoured by Zui Jianmo’s skin and flesh, visibly, Zui Jianmo’s skin and pores seemed to grow numerous mouths, voraciously devouring and absorbing, looking extremely bizarre.
As it turns out.
Those Sword Light Rhythms were the Sword Dao strength brought by Sword Demon Blood.
With these Sword Dao strength absorbed, Zui Jianmo, originally at Lower Emperor Nine Transitions, began to ascend!!!
Rabidly ferocious, like a torrent roaring upwards.
Zui Jianmo himself was already powerful enough, his aura could shatter the realm of Great and Small Thousand Worlds and Small Thousand World, and now, with the aura’s rise, it just becomes... even more terrifying!
However, in a blink of an eye, Moluo Sword’s Sword Light had already arrived.
The Moluo Sword’s Sword Light did not have any special feeling, visually.
"Sword Cutting!" Zui Jianmo suddenly moved.
Hands conjoined.
Left and right hands, actually two different sword intents.
The two sword intents conjoined through hands, seemingly as if yin and yang met.
One plus one, greater than two.
Totally and harmoniously condensed, fused.
An indescribable aura of attack and conquest emerged from the heavy sword between his palms, oscillating in the air, turning ten thousand void into nothingness; thousands of rules and Dao Rhythm turned into chaotic void. If not for Ye Tian’s deliberate restraint, entire War Abyss might have been reduced to dust under this aura.
"Sss!"
Then, when the attack aura accumulated to its extreme, Zui Jianmo’s conjoined hands sliced from top to bottom across the space before him.
A sword light of deep purple sprung from the conjoined hands.
The Sword Light minute, like a deep purple line.
But exceedingly condensed.
Condensing the Sixth Rank Peak sword intent to a feeling more solid than even solid, an utterly pure, hundred-percent pure feeling.
This refined sword intent left Ye Tian in awe, definitely well crafted, wouldn’t be possible without tens of thousands of years of effort.
Such an intent perfectly complemented attack and conquest intent, like a fish encountering water. Notably, attack and conquest intent likewise reached Sixth Rank.
Zui Jianmo alone managed to achieve the Sixth Rank in sword intent, drunken state, and attack intent, a super miracle hard to find another in billions of years.
Yet.
Even so.
Even with such a strong sword.
In a spark of a moment, this sword encountered the Moluo Sword’s Sword Light.
It still trembles.
Snap.
The difference is apparent!!!
Zui Jianmo’s body shivered with cold, widened his eyes, somewhat in disbelief.
Honestly, even Ye Tian didn’t quite believe it. Is the Moluo Sword excessively strong?
According to Ye Tian’s estimate, Zui Jianmo’s sword just now might have slain a Middle Stage First Transition or even Second Transformation Great Emperor, right?
This is Ye Tian’s estimation and intuition, should be quite accurate.
But before Moluo Sword?
Just this?
Ye Tian’s mouth twitched slightly.
"Damn!!!!"
Zui Jianmo cursed lowly, feeling fear for the first time in his life, realizing the green hills remain, fearing the absence of firewood to burn in the future...
No matter how unwilling or upset, Zui Jianmo quickly moved his mind, activating his Sword Flash Talisman.
Yes, the legendary Sword Flash Talisman.
A symbol designed with Sword Dao as primary and Space Law as supplementary.
Simply put, when Sword Dao is strong enough, it can horizontally slice open an absolute space channel by ignoring the rules...
In this absolute space channel forcibly opened by Sword Dao, it leaves Space Dao traces that are captured and fused.
Collect Space Dao traces captured and fused by Sword Dao, collect enough, and finally, according to specific array formation methods, imprint onto an array formation scroll, creating a Sword Flash Talisman.
Under the Sword Flash Talisman, as its owner, Zui Jianmo can perform instantaneous movement.
But this instantaneous movement does not completely rely on Space Law, more on Sword Dao Law, so it’s less affected by pure Space Laws.
Therefore, Ye Tian’s purely sealing space with Space Law would not affect the Sword Flash Talisman.
Zui Jianmo is confident in escaping.
Of course, a single Sword Flash Talisman is incredibly, incredibly, incredibly valuable, fundamentally unpurchasable, only self-crafted. Zui Jianmo spent a lot of time and effort, now over twenty thousand years old, only has two Sword Flash Talismans.
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