Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 2638: Forming an Alliance, Lending Support!

Deep within the Great Dream Marsh, mist lay hazy, smoke and waves vast and boundless.

Just then, a ripple in the void surged.

A middle-aged man in snow-white robes and a refined man cloaked in a Mystic Robe appeared.

"Xuanjian, let us do it here."

Lu Changsheng spoke to Xuanjian True Monarch. Though no terrifying Magic Power Mechanism leaked from him, his composed, unhurried bearing carried a transcendent air, making those who saw him inwardly submit.

"Very well."

Xuanjian True Monarch nodded in reply, then slowly grasped the green long sword hanging at his waist.

This sword’s design was extremely simple, completely unlike the Flying Sword of a Nascent Soul True Lord.

There were no gilded, inlaid silver luxurious ornaments, nor any serrated, toothed edge or complex patterns.

Yet Lu Changsheng still perceived the sword’s hidden edge.

Along spine, tip, and blade, there was a terrifying edge of Qi Mechanism concealed, like surging waves beneath a ten-thousand-fathom abyss.

Once Xuanjian True Monarch grasped the sword, his sword-like brows lifted slightly; his whole person gained a few parts solemnity and heroic bearing.

As if with one sword in hand, the world belonged to him.

This was his sword!

Lu Changsheng lightly turned his palm, and the Nine Tribulations Sword shot out from his sleeve, landing firmly in his grasp.

In that instant, Lu Changsheng’s aura also shifted somewhat.

It gained a measure of sharpness, a fierce, intimidating Qi Mechanism.

"Hm!?"

Xuanjian True Monarch looked with faint surprise at the blue-grey longsword in Lu Changsheng’s hand.

Back in the Vast Sand Illusion Realm, he had seen Yangming True Master wield the Great Luo Sword Embryo.

Though they had been separated by a great distance.

But as a Nascent Soul Cultivator who cultivated the Sword Dao, he could at a glance see that this sword was not the Sword Embryo Yangming True Master had used back then.

The other party unwilling to display his true strength?

Xuanjian True Monarch knew well that when Yangming True Master had used Core Formation Cultivation to clash head-on against a Nascent Soul Cultivator, that Sword Dao offensive Supreme Treasure had contributed greatly.

Still, he could sense the murderous Sword Qi circulating upon the Nine Tribulations Sword, and knew this too was a Top Level Flying Sword.

He mused that this Great Dream City Lord’s background was truly unfathomable: not only did he possess two exceedingly rare Fourth Rank Spirit Pets, he also held so many rare Supreme Treasures.

"City Lord Wang, please instruct me!"

Xuanjian True Monarch did not linger in his scrutiny and spoke out.

As his words fell, the Flying Sword in his hand let out a trembling hum; a sword light like a strip of the Milky Way unfurled, tearing through layered void as it shot toward Lu Changsheng.

"Xuanjian, just feel free to strike as you wish."

Lu Changsheng lightly flicked his finger, shattering that strand of sword light, indicating that for a sparring exchange, there was no need for such probing.

"Good!"

Xuanjian True Monarch inclined his head. The Flying Sword in his hand vibrated madly, unleashing countless sword lights bright as broad daylight, piercing heaven and earth.

Immediately after, they wove into vast sword nets, attempting to array themselves into a Sword Array.

"The Number One of Jiang Country is indeed extraordinary."

Watching the boundless sword light, Lu Changsheng felt as though he were himself deploying a Talisman Formation, refining talismans into formation.

All that could be said was: myriad arts, differing paths, return to the same.

Once one’s Realm reached a certain height, one art could lead to ten thousand arts.

With a light sweep of the Nine Tribulations Sword in his hand, he cleaved out a sword light that crushed all before it, ripping apart the sword lights and sword nets Xuanjian True Monarch had formed.

However, Xuanjian True Monarch’s Sword Dao Realm was exceedingly profound, already having reached the stage of Sword Refinement into Silk.

At the instant his sword light was broken open, it actively exploded, pouring down toward Lu Changsheng like a sudden storm of wind and rain.

In the blink of an eye, the entire expanse of heaven and earth was covered by sword rain and sword silk, impenetrably dense.

"Sword Qi Like a Rainbow, Sword Refinement into Silk, Sword Silk Condensing Evil—at such a Sword Dao Realm, I am inferior to him."

Lu Changsheng clearly recognized that in terms of Sword Dao Realm, he was far inferior to Xuanjian True Monarch.

Although he himself had, by relying on the Great Luo Sword Embryo, comprehended some Sword Dao Origin, and through the Seven Luminaries Great Freedom Sword Scripture had gained a preliminary glimpse into the gate of Sword Dao.

Yet, just like when he cast the Nine-leaf Sword Technique, it had not been thoroughly transformed into his own power; he could not, like Xuanjian True Monarch, treat it with such effortless ease and exquisite subtlety.

Still, Lu Ancestor’s Sword Dao had never emphasized overly intricate technique.

One saw the Nine-leaf Sword turn in his hand; it was as if a single stalk of Sword Grass took root between heaven and earth, directly annihilating all of Xuanjian True Monarch’s sword silk.

"This..."

Xuanjian True Monarch’s expression changed slightly.

Though he had not yet exerted his full strength.

For this Great Dream City Lord to break his sword technique so easily was truly astounding.

Especially that sword technique of the other party’s.

At the instant it was unleashed, he directly sensed an indescribable heart-palpitating killing intent.

He could tell this was a world-shattering killing Sword technique.

Yet Lu Changsheng himself bore no killing intent; the sword light halted precisely at its mark.

He realized the other party was telling him that he had already held back his hand.

However, in this sparring session, aside from wishing to witness the other’s strength, he was also using this chance to properly experience the Divine Skills of a Mid-stage Nascent Soul Giant, and naturally would not concede and cease.

In that moment, Xuanjian True Monarch likewise hid nothing further. His Mana surged throughout his body, sword light shot in all directions, tearing apart endless seawater and mist.

A sword shadow several tens of zhang tall coalesced behind him, slashing toward Lu Changsheng.

"Dharma True Body?"

Lu Changsheng was somewhat surprised.

He had not expected Xuanjian True Monarch to have cultivated such a Top Level Divine Skills as Dharma True Body.

Yet on reflection, it was natural.

This was originally a Nascent Soul level Divine Skills.

The other had broken through to Nascent Soul several hundred years ago and would naturally have refined all his Divine Power Techniques.

He himself did not summon the Brahman Demon True Body, but still held the Nine Tribulations Sword, employing the Nine-leaf Sword Technique, dismantling each move as it came.

After all, in his eyes, this contest of Combat was fundamentally a Sword Dao exchange.

To cross swords with Xuanjian True Monarch and observe the other’s Sword Dao was of benefit to him as well.

As the two continued to trade blows, Lu Changsheng gained a rough understanding of Xuanjian True Monarch’s battle strength.

He definitely belonged among the most top-tier of the Nascent Soul Early Stage.

He estimated that only True Monarch of Fury Sea, who commanded Dao Soldiers, could contend with him.