I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 302 The Divine Profound Sword, Forged Over 100,000 Times

Fu Changsheng headed towards the distant pillar of light.

Yong'an City seemed to fall silent instantly.

The battle formation formed by three thousand heavily armored soldiers still lingered in the air, drawing upon a unique power.

The figure, clad in armor and wearing a helmet, seemed to let out a long sigh of relief.

Fu Changsheng's two sword strikes just now were truly amazing.

The sword energy was like a long song, and it seemed capable of stirring all things.

Use all things as your sword.

In this city of Yong'an, there was probably no one who could rival him.

Even if there is more than one Heavenly Palace cultivator in Yong'an City, plus three thousand heavily armored soldiers, if they were to fight Fu Changsheng head-on, they might actually be able to defeat him.

But Yong'an City simply couldn't afford the price.

After all, hundreds of miles away from Yong'an City, there was a city called Anxi City that was eyeing it covetously.

Yong'an City is already the weakest of the seven cities. If a powerful figure were to die at the hands of Fu Changsheng, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Fortunately, seeing that the Divine Profound Sword under the radiance of the goddess statue could not be easily obtained, Fu Changsheng stopped fighting and left on his own. This finally relieved Shen Zongyu's tense mind.

However, there was an uninvited guest in this Suspended Capital.

He gently touched the hilt of the long sword at his waist, then looked at his young nephew, his gaze finally settling on the man who was also wearing armor and had a sword at his waist.

At that moment, the man stood on the locust tree, gazing at the goddess statue in the distance, seemingly lost in thought.

Shen Zongyu's face beneath his helmet remained as calm as ever, his eyes revealing neither joy nor anger.

"During this wartime, no suspicious persons are allowed within a hundred li radius of Yong'an City, to prevent spies from entering the city."

Shen Zongyu said, "May I ask your identity? And why have you come to Yong'an City?"

Shen Yexiao finally snapped out of the shock Fu Changsheng had given him. He hurriedly stepped forward, about to explain.

But then Shen Zongyu turned his head and glanced at him.

With just one glance, Shen Yexiao felt a chill run down his spine. Despite his mature appearance, he was at a loss for words under Shen Zongyu's gaze.

Behind Shen Zongyu, a middle-aged man saw this scene and couldn't help but frown.

He took a step forward and suddenly pointed to the two men in the distance who had failed in their assassination attempt but were knocked unconscious by Chen Zhian.

"Martial law is in effect in the city, and this is a forbidden area of ​​the Shen family... Yet this assassin was able to enter it and even attempt to assassinate the young city lord!"
General Shen, you are in charge of the city's defenses; this is a dereliction of duty!

The speaker was Elder Chen Chong, who was close to Shen Yexiao.

Chen Chong has a square face with a long scar on his face, and one of his eye sockets is empty, as his eye has been gouged out.

Upon hearing Elder Chen's words, Shen Yexiao suddenly felt a surge of courage.

"Uncle! This man is named Li Chao, and he is an old friend of my father!"
He heard about my father... and came to pay his respects, and happened to meet me at this grave.

If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would have already lost my life to those two assassins.

The explanation contained many flaws.

Another elder behind Shen Zongyu frowned and asked, "Since you came to offer condolences, why did you secretly enter the Shen family's forbidden area without reporting to the city lord's mansion?"

Shen Yexiao glanced at Chen Zhian, only to see that Chen Zhian was still gazing at the goddess statue in the distance, without saying a word.

So he braced himself and explained, "My father once told me... Uncle Li has always been taciturn and doesn't like to interact with people."

I suppose they came here intending to pay their respects quietly, and then leave quietly as well.

The strands of true energy emanating from Shen Zongyu's body were faint yet seemed to possess a mysterious quality that was difficult to describe.

In the eyes of other powerful figures in Yong'an City, Shen Zongyu was undoubtedly a powerful figure.

Shen Yexiao's far-fetched explanation made most of the people present unfortunate.

The three elders behind Shen Zongyu, in particular, couldn't help but frown.

"At the Profound Pool Realm, why worry so much? Just arrest him, imprison him, interrogate him, and the result will be clear."

The elder who had spoken earlier spoke softly.

Chen Chong frowned even more deeply, and he snorted coldly, "Wu Lou! Do you think the young city lord would lie? You don't believe him?"

Wu Lou was speechless for a moment, but he did not explain anything.

Another elder gently shook his head and said, "Yong'an is already in a critical moment of life and death!"
Anxi City is eyeing Yong'an City covetously, while the other five cities are quietly waiting for Yong'an City to perish, preparing to divide the surrounding mountains and seize Yong'an City's wealth to strengthen themselves!

If we are not careful and strict, we will allow spies to infiltrate..."

As the group argued, Shen Yexiao noticed that Chen Zhian, perched on the locust tree, remained unmoved, still gazing at the goddess statue.

Shen Zongyu neither spoke nor gave any orders.

He frowned, sensing the true energy emanating from Chen Zhian, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

"This person is clearly only at the Profound Pool Realm, yet his true essence carries thunder and a surging killing intent, incredibly dense..."

How could someone at the Profound Pool Realm possess such true essence?

Shen Zongyu was somewhat puzzled, as he had already cultivated to the Heavenly Palace realm.

On this Sun and Moon Island, apart from a very few people, Tianque can be considered to be at the top.

But at this moment, even though he secretly used his probing abilities, and even though the eyes of his divine form after his primordial spirit shone with light and flowed with divine essence, he still could not detect the foundation of the person in front of him.

"This person... is somewhat strange."

Shen Zongyu murmured silently.

But Elder Wu Lou, standing behind him, saw that they were having a dispute because of this outsider, while the outsider remained standing on the locust tree, ignoring their arguments without saying a word. His anger grew.

"Do you know that this locust tree was planted by the first city lord of Yong'an City? It has a history of over a thousand years." Wu Lou frowned and said, "Whether you are a friend of the former city lord or not, since you have come to Yong'an City and met the host, how can you remain silent and sit high up in the tree?"

Having said this, Wu Lou took a step forward.

His aged face was contorted with rage, and a phantom of a pavilion loomed behind him.

At the same time, his body was filled with blood energy, and his originally withered body suddenly became more and more robust, and his body even grew taller.

In just a few breaths, this man transformed from a five-foot-tall old man into an eight-foot-tall strong man with bulging muscles!

Wu Lou's eyes widened in anger, and his blood and qi suddenly boiled as if a furnace were exploding.

His arms were muscular and knotted like the roots of an old tree, and his skin had bluish-gray stone patterns that were exactly the same as the stone patterns on the Yong'an city wall—this was the [City-Suppressing Overlord Body] that he had cultivated for sixty years!
"Get down here!"

With a thunderous roar, Wu Lou slammed his right foot into the ground.

Amidst the tremors of the earthquake, the spot where he had been standing collapsed into a pit three zhang deep, and he himself was propelled into the sky like a boulder launched by a catapult.

His bulging right arm swung in a wide arc, compressing the air and creating visible ripples, while a miniature city gate phantom materialized at the point of his fist.

This is precisely the mark of the complete mastery of the Town-Suppressing Body – [Thousand-Jin Pavilion]!
The locust tree shook violently, and its leaves fell like rain.

A flash of lightning appeared on Chen Zhian's armor, and a hint of surprise crossed his eyes.

This Heavenly Palace cultivator's physical prowess is truly astonishing. Even before the force of his punch arrived, the surging gale had already swept over. "Mainly focused on physical cultivation?"

Chen Zhian's breathing remained as steady as a rock.

He was still standing in the void when his right fist emerged from his sleeve, and the golden dragon scale patterns that had been hidden beneath his skin suddenly shone brightly.

[The body of a dragon!]

The supernatural power that had accompanied Chen Zhian for so long suddenly began to operate.

Although this divine ability is only of the fourth rank, Chen Zhian's physical body has become unprecedentedly powerful after being transformed by the dragon vein's spiritual energy, accumulated over time, and baptized by the heavy blood feud.

In addition to the radiance emanating from Chen Zhian's Azure Emperor Armor, which was covered in lightning, Ling Ye's divine power was circulating his own true essence, frantically injecting it into his body and merging it with the blood energy in the thirty-six hidden acupoints.

Chen Zhian threw a punch, heading straight at Wu Lou!
Boom-!
The moment the two fists collided, a ring of air swept across a hundred feet.

The stone tablets surrounding the cemetery were blown to pieces one after another, and the Xuanjia cavalrymen watching from afar had to raise their shields to block the flying debris.

Shen Zongyu, Chen Chong, and the other two elders all changed their expressions.

The next moment! The illusory city tower of Wu Lou's fist collapsed with a roar, while the dragon-shaped blood energy coiled on Chen Zhi'an's fist bones raised its head and roared.

"What?!"

Wu Lou felt a primordial force spreading along his arm, and his petrified skin, condensed from the Zhencheng Overlord Body, began to crack inch by inch.

His eight-foot-tall body shot back like a bird crashing into a mountain, traveling at an even faster speed than it had come, crashing through seven ancient pine trees before finally coming to a stop.

When the smoke cleared, all that could be seen was him kneeling in the pile of broken wood, his right arm hanging limply like cotton, and a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"A Xuanchi Realm cultivator repelled the Heavenly Palace? This person has been hiding his cultivation level?" Chen Chong's one eye widened in disbelief.

Shen Yexiao was even more at a loss.

Shen Zongyu's pupils, hidden beneath his helmet, suddenly contracted.

As the only Heavenly Realm expert present, he saw things more clearly.

He deeply sensed that on the stranger in the locust tree, streams of blood energy were condensing, and a great deal of true essence was flowing, creating a terrifying and unpredictable aura.

Moreover, the outsider's punch was fluid and casual, yet in an instant he had already mobilized extremely terrifying power and unleashed astonishing might!
This gave Shen Zongyu an idea...

"This person most likely did not use his full strength."

Shen Zongyu's eyes flickered, and the other two elders behind him were equally surprised, but also furious!

"presumptuous!"

"Yong'an heavy armor formation!"

In an instant, two celestial palace auras soared into the sky, and three thousand heavy armors shone brightly, instantly unleashing an astonishing aura!

This kind of spirit is like a mountain, or a sharp thorn, piercing Chen Zhian who is still standing on the locust tree.

but……

Chen Zhian, who remained silent throughout, didn't even look at them, but instead turned his head to look at the goddess statue.

The goddess statue seemed to be shining with a strange light.

Chen Zhian's expression changed slightly, and he finally made a move—turning around and stepping into the air!

"He's trying to escape! Stop him!"

Wu Lou emerged from a cloud of dust, looking disheveled. His eyes were pale, his aura was weak, and his blood energy was far less intense and vigorous than before.

He spoke hastily, his eyes flashing with bloodlust. He forcefully summoned his true energy, and his shattered right arm turned back into stone. The withered old man who had remained silent all along even sent out nine chains flying from his sleeve, the beast heads carved on the chain heads letting out a deafening roar.

Just as they were about to make their move, they suddenly heard Shen Zongyu's voice.

"Wait a minute."

Shen Zongyu blocked him with his arm.

As the divine essence flowed, it locked the outsider in place, and also the towering statue of the goddess.

Everyone was confused.

Shen Yexiao's expression began to change.

A few moments later... they finally saw that Chen Zhian was not trying to escape, but was walking towards the goddess statue.

The goddess statue shone brightly, as if welcoming Chen Zhian's arrival.

Chen Zhian stepped into the air, his body surrounded by purple, yellow and green true essence surging like raging waves, containing many spiritual lights and crimson blood energy.

The illusory image of the Mysterious Pool manifested behind him, the pool water reflecting the white robes and blood-red glow of the God of Slaughter.

With each step he took, a ripple of lightning and fire burst forth beneath his feet, as if even the void itself could not withstand the force and trembled slightly.

The goddess statue soared into the clouds, and a single strand of her hair, now flowing like a celestial river, shimmered with a golden divine radiance.

Chen Zhian walked up to the gilded divine light and reached out to touch the ends of his hair.

Shen Yexiao, Shen Zongyu, and even several elders had different expressions.

How powerful was that mysterious expert who just arrived with a sword? His sword aura soared for thirty miles, almost taking everything as his sword aura.

Even such a figure, equipped with an extremely precious sword, could not shatter the radiance emanating from the goddess statue.

But at this moment, this outsider from the Xuanchi Realm reached out, seemingly wanting to probe into the radiance and pull out that sword!

"He wants the Divine Profound Sword?" Shen Zongyu's thoughts raced, and he didn't have time to think further...

The golden radiance of the goddess statue parted to both sides like the receding tide, and the strange light that was powerful enough to shatter the true essence of the cultivators in the Heavenly Palace gave way on its own, just as subjects would when they meet their king.

Chen Zhian's Azure Emperor Armor was bathed in a golden-red light, and his right hand, reaching towards the statue's hair, encountered no resistance whatsoever.

Zheng!
To everyone's astonishment,

Chen Zhian's right hand had already reached into the radiance and grasped the sword within it!
He held the five-foot-long, dark-colored heavy sword in his hand, and then gently drew it!
Zheng!
The sword rang out with a clear, resounding sound that echoed through the heavens!

Chen Zhian pulled the Divine Profound Sword out of the radiance with almost no resistance!

The dark patterns on the spine of the sword lit up one after another, as if they were overjoyed to be held in Chen Zhian's hand!
"The Divine Profound Sword..."

Chen Zhian took a deep breath. When he held the sword in his hand, he finally understood why Fu Changsheng had rushed straight for it as soon as he arrived at the Lower Immortal Palace!

"If this were placed in the Great Yu or Great Qian Dynasty, it would be a sword renowned throughout the world, having been forged over a hundred thousand times!"

Chen Zhian's expression finally changed, and the Sword Soul Beacon Tower seemed extremely excited as well. Chen Zhian struggled to suppress it and was able to suppress the numerous sword energies within the beacon tower.

He stood in the air, holding the Divine Profound Sword in his hand, looking down at the sword.

At the same time, the Jade Capital map in his mind slowly unfolded, and the mist in the Jade Capital swirled and then separated.

A green mountain pavilion appeared in the misty air.

With a slight thought, Chen Zhian caused some light to mingle with Nan Liujing's light within the Green Mountain Tower. This light then passed through Chen Zhian's eyes and shone directly onto the Divine Profound Sword.

He took a deep breath.

"Let me take a look... just how precious this sword is."

(End of this chapter)