Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 923: Sword of Death Realm, Shocking the Divine Kings
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"How can this Long Yunzi wield such astonishing strength?"
Emperor Jiuying drew back to the sidelines, her lovely eyes locking firmly onto Ye Yun’s figure from behind.
Countless thoughts swirled chaotically in her mind right now.
She meticulously sifted through her recollections.
Emperor Jiuying realized that ever since encountering this Sword Cultivator above the Western Desert skies, he had perpetually worn that enigmatic, subtle smile.
A smile that appeared to disdain the entire world's glory.
As though every being in existence meant nothing to him.
Including even her, the Nine Heavens Divine King...
To him, Emperor Jiuying held no trace of significance.
"What a puzzling figure, yet I wonder... just how mighty is your power?"
Staring at his retreating back, Emperor Jiuying gripped her delicate fists, a spark of eager expectation flickering within.
"Hehe, the Demonic Flame Sect Master’s true body is the Lotus Demon Dragon, boasting a tremendously robust physique and wielding the all-purifying Lotus Demon Fire. This Sword Cultivator likely can’t endure a single strike..."
Within a pavilion, a God King Expert shook his head slowly, indifference gleaming in his gaze.
A mere cultivator at the Fourth Layer of the God Respect State, bold enough to confront a Divine King Realm powerhouse.
Even with cultivation suppressed, the vast divide in bodily might and innate divine abilities formed an insurmountable gulf.
Not one move could he survive.
This foolhardy Sword Cultivator was doomed to obliteration by the Demonic Flame Sect Master.
Across the pavilions, numerous God King Experts revealed sneers of mockery and detachment in their expressions.
Not a soul present placed any trust in Ye Yun.
Though they yearned to aid the Nine Heavens Divine King, disdain colored their view of her Dao companion.
Therefore.
Should the Demonic Flame Sect Master slay this Sword Cultivator, they would remain unmoved.
"This Sword Cultivator named Long Yunzi is truly courting death..."
Upon the square.
The Sun God King shook his head with a mocking grin.
Were it himself, a balanced clash against the same-realm Demonic Flame Sect Master might be feasible.
After all, his possessed body featured an extraordinary innate constitution, eclipsing even the Innate Sun Body.
Armed with such superior physical prowess and the Sun True Flame, victory over the Demonic Flame Sect Master seemed assured.
Yet.
For now, the Sun God King lurked within the Three Fire God Cult, patiently awaiting his breakthrough to claim the Yang Fire Line's mastery.
Though whispered faintly, the Sun God King’s words reached Ye Yun’s ears clearly.
Ye Yun cast a downward glance in his direction.
Two piercing stares, akin to razor-sharp blades, struck the Sun God King’s face.
A violent shudder seized the Sun God King at once.
In that instant, an overwhelming dread washed over him, as if his flesh had been vivisected.
"Curses, why does this fellow’s gaze carry such horror? What sword arts does he cultivate?"
Panic surged wildly in the Sun God King’s heart, prompting him to avert his eyes from Ye Yun and bow his head swiftly.
Fear gripped him so fiercely that his frame quivered faintly.
"I’ll settle with this brat soon enough..."
Noting the Sun God King’s tremors, Ye Yun flashed a casual smile before shifting his attention to the opposing Demonic Flame Sect Master.
The Demonic Flame Sect Master stood poised with serene composure atop a lotus throne of Lotus Demon Fire, robes billowing gracefully, radiating an ethereal presence.
"Putting on airs?"
Ye Yun let out a cold scoff, unleashing a single sword slash.
The Sword of Death Realm.
This blade moved with inconceivable velocity.
The Demonic Flame Sect Master across from him could only watch wide-eyed as the strike descended inescapably.
Boom!
The silvery sword thrust straight through his right chest, hurling him backward with colossal impact.
"What sword art is that?"
Every watching Divine King Realm expert gaped in unison, staring in disbelief at the shocking spectacle in the skies ahead.
The white-robed Sword Cultivator Long Yunzi had, with one strike, bored a gaping wound into the Demonic Flame Sect Master’s torso.
Terrifying beyond measure was this sword.
To them now, it had shattered all bounds of swiftness.
In the square.
The spectating God Venerable Realm cultivators gawked speechlessly at the unfolding drama.
Could this be happening for real?
How could a Divine King Realm titan like the Demonic Flame Sect Master, armored in Dragon Clan resilience, suffer a chest-piercing blow from a Fourth Layer God Respect State Sword Cultivator’s lone sword?
By what means?
Was it all an illusion?
Countless cultivators rubbed their eyes vigorously, confirming reality as fresh blood rained from above.
Those too slow to evade got splattered by the Demonic Flame Sect Master’s blood, shrieking miserably as milky white flames erupted across their forms, erasing them in a flash.
A mere droplet sufficed to kindle Lotus Demon Fire in a God Venerable Realm cultivator.
Incredibly domineering was this blaze.
Dozens of God Venerable Realm cultivators met their end in moments.
Panic seized every God Venerable Realm cultivator in the square, who fled desperately every which way.
"What a fearsome Sword Cultivator..."
The Sun God King stared blankly too, gulping down his astonishment at the pristine silhouette amid the void.
Across his journeys through the Divine Land, never had he witnessed swordsmanship so petrifying.
"This Long Yunzi..."
Elsewhere in the void, Emperor Jiuying shook off her stupor, elation surging as her fists clenched with audible strain.
Never had she anticipated Long Yunzi’s sword mastery and divine powers approaching the Dao’s essence.
His sword techniques reached a spectral, wondrous pinnacle of dread.
The haughty Dragon Chan, realm suppressed, failed even to counter before his chest was run through.
Reflecting on that strike’s awe-inspiring ferocity, Emperor Jiuying shivered from every pore.
Facing such a sword herself, escape seemed impossible.
"Should Long Yunzi ascend to Divine King Realm too, I’d likely fall to his single sword..."
A bone-deep chill gripped Emperor Jiuying as terror gripped her thoughts.
Ye Yun’s solitary strike instilled profound, wordless dread in every Divine King Realm expert there.
Amid the void.
Ye Yun lightly vibrated his sword, sending droplets of blood cascading below.
He refrained from slaying the Demonic Flame Sect Master.
Being Dragon Clan kin harboring vast mysteries, Ye Yun merely meted out light chastisement.
"Damn it!"
A furious roar erupted suddenly through the skies.
Myriad God Venerable Realm cultivators clutched their skulls, agony twisting their features.
The wounded Demonic Flame Sect Master flickered mid-air, resuming his stance upon the pale flame lotus.
His chest injury had already crusted shut.
"You’ve lost!"
Ye Yun regarded the Demonic Flame Sect Master steadily and declared.
In deploying the Sword of Death Realm moments ago, Ye Yun unleashed merely a tenth of its potency.
Laden with lethal intent that could shatter the Demonic Flame Sect Master’s life force, Ye Yun had reined it back.
Hence, only a bloody puncture marred the Demonic Flame Sect Master’s chest, sparing his body grievous harm.
"No, I haven’t lost! Hmph, your swordsmanship is ordinary!"
Teeth gnashing, the Demonic Flame Sect Master glared icily.
His aura.
Surged wildly in that instant, peaking at the Ninth Level of God-Honor Realm.
"Long Chan, how dare you renege?"
Rage blazed in Emperor Jiuying.
"Here in the Three Fire God Cult, I dictate the rules!"
The Demonic Flame Sect Master spat coldly, mercy absent from his tone.
Whoosh!
Abruptly, the situation shifted!
The pale Lotus Demon Fire beneath his feet morphed into countless Fire Dragons blotting the heavens, roaring toward Ye Yun.