Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

"Step back."

Lei Sha's roar was so loud it cracked.

"All of you, retreat fifty li outside the mountain gate!"

Those streaks of light dissipated faster than falling leaves.

The lightning core exploded.

The world within the barrier suddenly brightened.

A destructive thunderstorm of the ninth heaven tribulation level surged outward from that one inch of core.

The void within a ten-mile radius shattered instantly, breaking into flowing jets of lightning that crashed against the barrier wall in waves.

The Angry Scale Green Robe is indeed a treasure of the demon race.

Su Chen only realized it at this moment.

That old demon king of the demon race was truly not stingy at all.

They just watched as I accepted the blue robe.

Despite such an attack, it was still able to withstand most of its power!

If he gains power in the future.

They will certainly not forget the promise they made to the demon race back then.

It is simply to find a pure land for the demon race in this world.

The scales on the shirt stood up one by one, and the edges of each scale gleamed with a layer of dark gold.

Protected by magical artifacts.

Su Chen swung his right hand forward.

A sword strike imbued with the laws of space.

Wherever the sword passed, the lightning plasma was sliced ​​in half, revealing a sliver of pitch-black void in the opening.

The thunderstorm leaked out through that opening.

Seventy percent of it leaked out.

The remaining 30% was all smashed onto the angry-scaled blue-robed figure.

Su Chen was thrown downwards by the impact, his feet sinking into the bluestone up to his knees.

When the thunderstorm subsided, there were no more bluestone stones left in the square.

There was only a piece of black glass.

The high temperature melted and then cooled the stone surface of the entire square, creating a layer of glazed floor that reflected people's images.

The bronze bell, weighing three thousand catties, was tilted by half an inch, and all the rust on the bell's handles was gone.

Li Changfeng removed the restriction.

The disciples flew back through the air, hovering above the mountain gate, none daring to land first.

Su Chen pulled his leg out of the glass.

He shook his sleeves.

There wasn't a single tear on the angry-scaled blue robe.

But those scales were still slowly sinking downwards.

Wang Mang stood twenty feet away.

The bronze-blue sword was broken, about three inches from the hilt.

Wang Mang stuck the broken sword into the ground.

"I lost."

Wang Mang pronounced these three words very decisively.

"All three techniques have been used."

"You're still suppressing your cultivation at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm."

"And I can tell that you haven't used all your tricks."

"This battle is unnecessary."

Su Chen was about to speak.

The silvery line in the sky suddenly dipped down by half a step.

"Wang Mang".

Li Changfeng's voice was not loud.

"I will bestow upon you that sword energy."

Why not use it?

Wang Mang's back stiffened.

That sword energy was still sealed within his primordial spirit.

From the moment Li Changfeng inserted two fingers into his brow, Wang Mang had not been able to stop feeling their presence for even a moment.

A sword aura from a Mahayana cultivator.

Whether Su Chen can withstand the attack is another matter entirely...

"Supreme Elder."

Wang Mang pulled the broken sword out of the ground.

"Using a sword aura from a Mahayana cultivator to defeat a Void Refinement cultivator."

"What's this?"

"To win would be dishonorable; I would rather concede defeat."

There was no immediate reply from Yunshang.

High above, Li Changfeng stroked his beard.

The sword energy was never intended to help him win.

Li Changfeng saw through Wang Mang's true nature at a glance.

Even if someone who has just broken through to the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm comprehends those three thunder techniques, they still can't do anything to a Void Refinement cultivator.

Li Changfeng never wanted this victory or defeat.

Su Chen is too good at hiding his true abilities.

That's how it was back in the Luoyun Sect.

With his honest and simple appearance, no one could tell that he was hiding several cards in his sleeve.

Now I have reached the Void Refinement stage.

Li Changfeng wouldn't be happy until he saw this kid reveal his last trump card.

"Wang Mang".

Su Chen waved his hand.

"Since your master has bestowed upon you a sword intent, then use it."

Wang Mang paused for a moment, then put the broken sword into his sleeve and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect.

"You won this match."

"Whether you can withstand this sword energy or not."

"In this battle, I, Wang Mang, have been defeated."

Wang Mang pressed two fingers together against his brow.

A terrifying sword intent caused all the cultivators to kneel in awe.

Even Lei Sha and Han Ye, who had just reached the Nascent Soul stage.

At this moment, I also felt my legs trembling.

The spiritual power that blotted out the sky, the chaotic vortex of spiritual power.

Su Chen's expression changed.

This is not the kind of power that should exist in this realm.

Faced with this sword strike, Su Chen naturally could no longer continue to resist with his Nascent Soul stage cultivation.

He quickly restored his Void Refinement cultivation level.

Ripples spread across the void around him again, expanding to ten feet before being forced back by the pressure of the white light.

Su Chen pushed all the spiritual energy in the Immaculate Sword Embryo, the Furious Scale Green Robe, and his meridians to their limits.

There is simply no way to compete with them.

This was merely a wisp of sword energy that Li Changfeng had sealed within Wang Mang's primordial spirit.

A wisp of energy casually plucked out by a Mahayana cultivator retains less than one-tenth of its original power.

The sword energy, barely a fraction of its original strength, was so powerful that even a cultivator at the Void Refinement stage couldn't stand steadily.

Then what am I in front of my master?

A grain of sand.

"Go."

Wang Mang pushed two fingers forward.

A white light left my hand.

There is no track.

The void between Wang Mang's fingertips and Su Chen's body simply disappeared.

Su Chen raised his right hand.

Bring your index and middle fingers together and slide them forward.

The Law of Void.

This is the strongest move that Su Chen has comprehended since the day he broke through the Void Refinement Realm.

It was also the only move he had never used in front of anyone.

Where the sword pointed, heaven and earth were torn apart.

A void rift several miles long stretched from the main peak of the Luoyun Sect all the way to the distant sea of ​​clouds.

There is no darkness within the crack.

It is the Milky Way.

The endless galaxy flowed slowly within the crack, and a force emanated from its depths, pulling everything around it in its grip.

The shards of glass flew upwards.

Dust from the two stone pillars at the mountain gate flew upwards.

The spirit-guiding banner in the medicinal herb field halfway up the mountain was snapped off along with its pole and rolled into the crack.

The white light crashed into the Milky Way.

The moment it crashed in, the entire galaxy surged violently for seven breaths.

Seven breaths later, the crack slowly closed.

The world fell silent once more.

A broken pole of a spirit-guiding banner fell from mid-air, hit the glazed tile floor, and bounced twice.

The sound was deafening throughout the entire mountain gate.

No one spoke.

Lei Sha knelt on the ground, his mouth agape, his old face expressionless.

Han Ye dug his fingers into the glass floor, drawing blood.

The disciples who were in mid-air all landed on the ground, and none of them got up.

Su Chen stood in the very center of that glazed tile.

He wore a blue robe with angry scales, and there was a scorch mark on the cuff.

Only Su Chen himself knew the true feelings he was experiencing.

That sword energy just now, if it hadn't been sealed within Wang Mang's early-stage Nascent Soul, but instead wielded by someone in the late-stage Nascent Soul realm, would have been truly powerful.

I can't handle it myself.

This was merely a sword aura casually bestowed upon him by his master.

How insignificant are cultivators at the Refinement stage compared to those at the Mahayana stage?

The upper realm.

At this moment, more than ever, Su Chen wanted to see that place.

High above, Li Changfeng frowned.

My sword energy might not be easily stopped even by someone in the late stage of the Void Refinement realm.

The kid stopped him.

Moreover, it uses the law of void.

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