Chaotic Sword God Chapter 3950: Shocking News

Xing Caijian’s brow knit together in a slight frown. Dealing with the demise of the Immortal Feather Sect’s Great Elders would be a monumental task. For these heavenly courts, the loss of Great Elders was no longer merely a blow to their pride and prestige; these individuals were members of the high-ranking echelon and held significant status.

“Since the Great Elders of the Immortal Feather Sect fell by your hand, my father’s intervention is even more necessary to resolve this. If he does not step in, the Immortal Feather Sect will hunt you to the ends of the earth. Even if you manage to escape for a time, it is not a permanent fix,” Xing Caijian warned in a grave tone.

Jian Chen simply smiled and shook his head. “The four Great Elders from the Immortal Feather Sect who died because of me are merely the start. That body count is bound to rise, and it will eventually include several Immortal Exalt ancestors from their sect. What is there left to settle?”

“Are you truly determined to set yourself against the Immortal Feather Sect?” Xing Caijian asked, her confusion growing.

“It isn't that I am deliberately seeking conflict with them. Certain circumstances are simply unavoidable, and there is a necessity for this path. You might not grasp the specifics, but your father surely will,” Jian Chen replied with composure.

A sharp light flickered in Xing Caijian’s eyes upon hearing his words. It seemed a realization had dawned on her, and she fell into deep thought.

Their exchange was conducted in total secrecy. Even the Immortal Exalts standing nearby were unable to catch a single word of their talk. An invisible barrier stood in the way of anyone attempting to eavesdrop.

This was the power of the Divine Sword of the Heavenly Star! Now that its presence had been revealed, there was no longer any reason for it to remain concealed.

Suddenly, a terrifying pressure descended from the heavens. Faced with this overwhelming power, even the more formidable Immortal Exalts found their will to resist crumbling.

In the following instant, an irresistible force rippled through every corner of the Skyscraping World, causing a massive disturbance. Every person touched by this energy—regardless of their level of Cultivation or their comprehension of the Dao—vanished instantly, forcibly ejected from the Skyscraping World.

Within a heartbeat, the vast Skyscraping World was left completely empty.

Jian Chen’s vision blurred momentarily. When his sight returned, he found himself within an isolated pocket of space. This area remained a part of the Skyscraping World, accessible only through the Skyscraping Sword Scripture.

Elsewhere, the massive mountain—the repository of various opportunities and the seed of ways—gradually dissolved into the void until it disappeared entirely.

The mountain could only be summoned again if all one hundred and eight pages of the Skyscraping Sword Scripture were gathered, but such an event would not occur for several hundred thousand years.

“We’ve made it out, they are finally emerging...”

“Wait, something is wrong. Why are there so few people coming out this time?”

“More than three hundred entered the Skyscraping World, yet fewer than two hundred have returned. Where are the others?”

“In previous openings of the Skyscraping World, there were always some casualties, but it was usually less than ten percent. This is unprecedented; nearly half of them are missing...”

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A cacophony of frantic discussions and shocked cries filled the air. Jian Chen scanned the surroundings and saw groups of cultivators staring at the survivors in utter disbelief.

These were the people who had followed the holders of the Skyscraping Sword Scripture to this location but had not entered the realm themselves.

“What transpired inside? Why have so many perished?” A booming, aged voice demanded. An elder clad in white robes appeared silently above a divine hall, radiating the immense pressure of an Immortal Exalt.

Soon after, several other Immortal Exalt auras manifested. From all directions, the Immortal Exalts who had been waiting nearby showed themselves. Their eyes were fixed on the survivors. Some were flooded with relief and joy, seeing their kin return safely from the Skyscraping World.

Others, however, wore expressions of dark despair. They could not find their people among those who had emerged.

“Out of the three hundred who entered, less than two hundred survived. It seems a significant number of Immortal Exalts have fallen. This opening of the Skyscraping World has been far more chaotic than any before it,” a smooth, gentle voice remarked.

The moment that voice spoke, every Immortal Exalt present narrowed their eyes, their faces shifting to expressions of either profound respect or intense dread.

The speaker was the Illusion-condensing Swordmaster, a truly formidable figure. His mastery over the Laws of the Sword and the Laws of Illusions had reached the pinnacle of his realm!

The Illusion-condensing Swordmaster stood upon an immortal vessel drifting in the air. His aura was so perfectly suppressed that he appeared to be an ordinary man.

Witnessing the Illusion-condensing Swordmaster’s restrained demeanor, the nearby Immortal Exalts who had been flaunting their power quickly pulled back their auras, making sure not a single trace leaked out.

At that moment, several cultivators who had just left the Skyscraping World broke away from the crowd and hurried toward the Illusion-condensing Swordmaster. They came to a halt behind him and offered a respectful bow.

These were the juniors the Illusion-condensing Swordmaster had personally escorted here.

“Excellent. You are all safe,” the Illusion-condensing Swordmaster nodded, his relief evident. “Explain what happened within the Skyscraping World. Why did so many Immortal Exalts lose their lives? The Skyscraping World was intended to be a land of fortune left by the Skyscraping Sword Venerable for the juniors of the Immortals’ World, yet it has turned into a graveyard. This goes against the Sword Venerable’s original intent.”

“Your Highness, we thank you for the protection you provided us within the Skyscraping World. Now that the journey is finished, it is time for us to return to our Sect...” At that time, Great Elder Yun Yingshi of the Cloud Sect—who had assisted Xing Caijian alongside elders Yun Lianzi and Yun Liansu—bowed deeply to her, their faces glowing with gratitude.

Many onlookers noticed this exchange and stared at the trio from the Cloud Sect with surprise.

Great Elder Yun Yingshi clearly relished the spotlight. A flash of smugness appeared in his eyes. Regardless of everything else, he had formed a connection with the daughter of the Heavenly Emperor, Xing Caijian. Their status within their Sect would skyrocket upon their return, providing them with bragging rights for years to come.

The cultivators who had been transported out began to scatter. Some stood alone, warily watching their surroundings, while others sought out their respective elders.

“What? The Great Elders of the Immortal Feather Sect were killed inside?”

“The Profound Spirit Master is dead? Unbelievable. A land of opportunity like the Skyscraping World took the life of a Fourth Heavenly Layer Immortal Exalt...”

“What did you just say? A Sovereign God Artifact appeared in the Skyscraping World?”

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The news of the events within the Skyscraping World spread rapidly, sending shockwaves through the crowd.

With so many survivors—from disciples of peak sects to Immortal Exalt ancestors—it was impossible to keep the details a secret.

The Illusion-condensing Swordmaster was visibly stunned. He fixed his gaze on Jian Chen as if seeing him for the first time.

He was not alone. Everyone in the vicinity, no matter their Cultivation level, was staring at Jian Chen.

This man possessed a Sovereign God Artifact? The mere mention of such a treasure ignited a fire of greed in everyone’s hearts.

Jian Chen looked around, sensing several hidden presences fluctuating wildly in seemingly empty patches of space.

These shifting auras reminded Jian Chen of those who had been tempted to ambush him when the Skyscraping Sword Scripture was being formed. Without the presence of the Illusion-condensing Swordmaster, this place likely would have turned into a bloodbath already.

However, even as that thought crossed Jian Chen’s mind, a figure suddenly materialized before him. It was an ordinary-looking old man who was now radiating the power of a Second Heavenly Layer Immortal Exalt. His eyes blazed with avarice as he lunged toward Jian Chen, his hand clawing outward with a binding force.

This elder had not entered the Skyscraping World and was unaware of Jian Chen’s combat prowess. Consumed by the news of the Sovereign God Artifact, he had acted impulsively out of pure greed.

The Immortal Exalts who had actually been inside the Skyscraping World watched with cold indifference. Some even had looks of mockery, as if laughing at the man’s suicidal arrogance.

Jian Chen was prepared to strike, but someone was faster. The Heavenloss Master appeared in front of him instantly. With a flick of his finger, a sharp strand of Sword Qi tore through the air to intercept the attacker.

Boom!

A massive explosion of energy erupted, forcing nearby cultivators to scramble back. The space itself warped under the impact.

The old man’s face darkened as he stared at the Heavenloss Master. He glanced around instinctively, and seeing that none of the other Immortal Exalts were stepping forward to help, he felt a jolt of alarm. Realizing the situation, the greed in his eyes died down. He gave a frustrated snort and vanished back into the void.

“Yang Yutian, is it true that you killed the Great Elders of the Immortal Feather Sect?” The Illusion-condensing Swordmaster moved to stand before Jian Chen, his expression and voice exceptionally solemn.

He didn't ask about the Sovereign God Artifact. Instead, he prioritized the matter of the Immortal Feather Sect, as if their deaths were a far more pressing concern.

“It is true. All three Great Elders of the Immortal Feather Sect who entered the realm died by my hand,” Jian Chen admitted calmly, hiding nothing from the crowd.

“Caijian, where do you stand regarding this man?” The Illusion-condensing Swordmaster turned a stern gaze toward Xing Caijian.