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Chapter 715: 453 Sword Comes!!! (Readable)_3

Chapter 715: Chapter 453 Sword Comes!!! (Readable)_3

“Handling them isn’t so easy after all.”

Upon hearing Song Zhilun mention that Shen Wu True Monarch was blocked, Jingtai’s expression turned unsightly, but he quickly recovered and stared coldly into the void at several figures:

“Even two True Monarchs are more than enough to execute all of you!”

You must know, besides the two True Monarchs, there are more than ten Yang God True Masters here. This is also a force not to be underestimated. Together, they could definitely match or even surpass a True Monarch.

“Then let’s try it!”

Song Zhilun snorted coldly, and at this point, there was no use discussing anything else—it was time for battle!

Certainly, they also had confidence because of one person, Hall Master Dongfang Sheng.

If things turned dire, there was always a way out.

Several Daoists from the Taoist Divine Palace formed hand seals simultaneously. The Array Flags of the five directions kept spinning, emitting a powerful aura while the Royal Family True Monarch’s face turned grave, holding a Divine Sword in his hand.

Gray-white whiskers fluttering in the wind, he directly charged towards the Innate Five Elements Array.

Meanwhile, Jiang He faced the famous Pu Xian Bodhisattva, standing with hands clasped behind his back

Carrying a sword on his back.

It was the Qingyun Sword!

As for the Exterminating Immortal Sword, because it was too easily detectable, it couldn’t be used unless absolutely necessary. Otherwise, the planning of the Taoist Divine Palace would be completely ruined, and Chen Yuan would also be exposed.

“Amitabha, please proceed,” said Pu Xian Bodhisattva with one hand clasped, his expression calm, twirling an ordinary-looking string of Buddha Beads in his hand, seemingly paying no attention to the person in front of him.

However, the reality was just so, it was incredibly difficult for a True Master of the Refining God Realm to match a Yang God True Monarch.

Especially since he was no ordinary True Monarch.

In Spirit Mountain, he had practiced for hundreds of years before he achieved the fruit of Bodhisattva.

Jiang He’s face remained placid, he nodded gently and said softly,

“Then I will take advantage of this half city’s sword to experience the Bodhisattva’s superior moves.”

He then raised his head and let out a long roar, “Sword, come!!!”

The next moment, a sword cry echoed, and behind Jiang He, Qingyun Sword was unsheathed, its powerful sharp sword intent instantly covering tens of thousands of meters around, whether in the Imperial City or within the Capital.

Every sword in proximity was attracted to it.

Swords soared into the sky one after another; without the Cultivation of the Yang Transformation Realm, it was impossible to keep one’s sword from flying out of hand, such was the power Jiang He had been harboring for over a decade!

Once it burst forth, it was unparalleled in the world!

In a short moment, above the Imperial City, densely packed long swords gathered, suspended in the void, waiting for Jiang He’s mental command to explode instantly.

Jingtai looked at Jiang He and his gaze also revealed a touch of gravity.

That terrifying sword intent was simply incomparable!

Even the unflappable Pu Xian Bodhisattva finally showed a hint of emotion upon seeing the sky full of flying swords. Even though they were suspended in the void, a hundred zhang in the radius around him,

He still felt a piercing sword intent.

Strong!

Very strong!

At this moment, the few from the Taoist Divine Palace finally let go of some of their worries and began to have faith in Jiang He. He wasn’t bragging; he truly had the power to oppose a True Monarch.

Although… nobody knew what Secret Technique he had used, achieving this step was already shockingly unexpected.

No wonder he was praised by the senior Moluo as the future Sword God.

Without Chen Yuan, he would truly be the prime genius of the Taoist Divine Palace, the strongest they had ever seen!

Song Zhilun exhaled a sigh of relief, faced the group of Yang Transformation True Masters, and said coldly,

“You lackeys, come forth to battle!”

The confrontation in the Imperial City was imminent!

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At this moment, outside the Divine Capital City in the void, two figures were seated cross-legged, one clad in battle armor, beside him stood a Divine Axe radiating a dangerous aura.

His hair and beard both white, his physique however was incredibly robust, possessing a vibe of growing stronger with age.

His eyes were bright and intense, and his hands were covered with blood-colored patterns.

It was the Grand Marshal of the court, Shen Wu True Monarch Li Kuangxiu!

And opposite him was a younger figure.

Though his eyes bore traces of vicissitudes, his appearance was not aged, his expression serene and undisturbed.

This person was none other than Dongfang Sheng, ranked fifth on the Supreme List, known as the Heavenly Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Hall!

Between the two, there hovered an ethereal chessboard, with black and white pieces on it.

Dongfang Sheng said lightly,

“Shen Wu Brother Dao, it’s your turn to play.”

Li Kuangxiu frowned,

“Hall Master Dongfang, do you really think those left can handle a True Monarch of the court?”

He was originally waiting for Jingtai’s edict at home, but unexpectedly this person lured him out of the city, leaving him to only watch as a group stirred up trouble in the Imperial City.

Dongfang Sheng shook his head:

“I don’t think so.”

“Then why still….”

“Boredom. Stirring things up isn’t so bad.”

“Constant dripping wears away the stone; the decline of the court is accumulated bit by bit.”

“If that’s the case, why doesn’t Hall Master Dongfang join the battle personally?”

“I would rather not enter the Divine Capital. Shen Wu Brother Dao, you’re no match for me—why bother fighting?” Dongfang Sheng replied with a light smile.

“True to the name of the once-in-five-hundred-years Heavenly Demon, you really are extremely arrogant.”

“Alright, Daoist friend Dongfang, let’s continue the game. Once we finish… the battle will probably be over as well.”

“Don’t you want to know the origin of this Taoist Divine Palace? They must have a plan for taking action; this battle is just using the Heavenly Demon Hall.”

“That’s not important, what’s important is that this battle will cause further decline of the court.”

Li Kuangxiu was left speechless.

Meanwhile, within Qingyun Temple in the Capital.

The old temple master’s gaze, as if penetrating far distances, clearly saw those sky-covering flying swords and muttered to himself,

“Tsk… quite the anomaly. How come this person is also favored by such fortune, only slightly less than Chen Yuan…”

“This Taoist Divine Palace… is really quite interesting; who knew someone would have such vision to find such people, and found two of them… Tsk, bizarre.”

The confrontation in the Imperial City need not be elaborated further; at this moment, Chen Yuan was still moving forward in that dry well, following the guidance of the Heavenly Book.

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I thought I could reveal more Daoist names today, but as I wrote, more names emerged, so they will be introduced in the next chapter.

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