Ch. 476 - Three Thousand Years of Sword Intent

A blood mist spread over the surface of the three figures’ bodies, and their size doubled.

Their muscles bulged, and their skin turned a dark purplish color.

Their hands transformed into claw-like shapes, with fingernails dozens of centimeters long.

“This is…” Jiang Li watched with a grave expression.

The three figures roared in the air, and their aura surged from the Empyrean Meridian Realm to the God Meridian Realm in one leap.

Although the eighth meridian gate wasn’t opened, their power had already reached the God Meridian level.

“Those who sell their souls are no longer human,” Jiang Dianfeng said with a deep gaze. “Forcing their strength upward like this only destroys their path in martial arts.”

“Ancestor, your injuries…” Jiang Li said worriedly.

“It’s nothing,” Jiang Dianfeng shook his head slightly.

At that moment, the three figures charged at Jiang Dianfeng simultaneously.

Surrounded by the blood mist, their auras were overwhelming. Each step they took shook the heavens and the earth.

An immense pressure rose around them, and the space beneath their feet shattered.

The power of the God Meridian Realm is a leap in strength.

As all three attacked at once, brilliant immortal light spread out from Jiang Dianfeng’s body.

His hands turned into giant palms that could cover the sky, clashing directly with the three attackers.

A massive boom echoed.

The surrounding space collapsed in large chunks, and an intense wave of spiritforce spread out from the four figures as the center.

Jiang Dianfeng remained standing in place, unmoved, while the three opponents were blown back.

Immortal light radiated from Jiang Dianfeng, though his face turned slightly pale.

He knew that although the three had been knocked back, they weren’t seriously injured.

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The three slowly stood up from the ground and let out furious roars toward the sky.

Jian Yihai swung his longsword, releasing sword intent like a sea.

Endless sword energy spread from him, gathering slowly in the sky.

Heaven-Edge unleashed seven swords at once, turning into seven beams of sword light in different colors.

These beams surged across the sky, and wherever they passed, space was torn apart.

As for Swordless, the last of the three, he was a sword himself.

The sharpness and purity of the sword aura around him was extremely rare.

When his sword aura spread, it even suppressed the sword intent of the other two to some extent.

The empty sword sheath on his back trembled continuously.

The three unleashed their sword intent again and charged at Jiang Dianfeng.

Jiang Dianfeng’s gaze was deep, and he raised his heavy sword across his chest.

He swung it slowly, seemingly with great effort.

But the moment that sword was swung, its unstoppable force erased the space in front of him completely.

As the sword wiped out everything ahead, the sword intent from the three attackers was instantly extinguished.

The heavy sword struck down, and amid the three’s screams, they were sent flying again.

The three were now covered in blood, looking absolutely miserable.

“Mighty Ancestor!” the Jiang Clan crowd below shouted in excitement at the sight.

“No matter how strong the Three Sects are, without an Arcane Immortal Realm ancestor, it’s all meaningless.”

“I say we should come out openly and rebuild the Jiang Clan, instead of hiding in this underground city. What can the Three Sects really do to us?”

“I agree!”

But unlike the other clansmen, Jiang Li watched with concern.

“Pfft-” Just then, Jiang Dianfeng’s body trembled, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The blood splattered onto his heavy sword and then onto the ground. Jiang Dianfeng stabbed the sword into the ground and gripped it with both hands.

He used it to keep himself from collapsing. His figure looked thin and unsteady.

“What’s wrong with the Ancestor?” the Jiang Clan crowd started to panic.

“The injuries he suffered in the sealed land years ago never healed. It’s likely they never will,” Jiang Li said, shaking his head and sighing.

Xu Zimo could tell that Jiang Dianfeng’s life essence was damaged, and his soul flame also seemed suppressed.

He was just barely clinging to life. Surviving was already hard enough, fighting was nearly impossible.

This scene did not go unnoticed by Jian Yihai.

He looked pleased and shouted, “That old guy’s hurt! Looks like he was bluffing earlier. If we keep pressing, he’ll fall soon!”

“Today I’ll kill this Immortal Path powerhouse,” Heaven-Edge laughed heartily.

“Old man, if you had stayed hidden, we might not have been able to do anything. But since you had to come out and play hero, let’s see what it feels like to kill someone at the Immortal Path.”

Swordless remained silent, his expression complicated as he looked at the people below.

“Good and evil will be repaid in the end. The Blood Rune Race’s target are the entire Primordial Heartlands,”

Jiang Dianfeng said sternly, “Even if my Jiang Clan is destroyed today, I believe thousands more will rise to take our place. You will meet your end eventually.”

Hearing his words, Jian Yihai and Heaven-Edge just laughed loudly.

“Then go to hell clinging to your noble beliefs.”

Only Swordless's pupils shrank slightly, and he muttered under his breath, “There will be retribution.”

“Everyone, let’s attack together and kill this old bastard,” Jian Yihai suggested.

“Once we wipe out the Jiang Clan, we can go ask Lord Ming for our reward.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura grew stronger.

His life essence appeared behind him, it was a divine sword reaching to the heavens.

This divine sword was nearly a hundred meters tall, floating behind him in the sky, exuding sharp killing energy.

As it appeared, it began to devour all nearby space.

With Jian Yihai’s control, the enormous sword hovered high in the sky, preparing to strike down at Jiang Dianfeng.

Behind Heaven-Edge floated seven illusory swords, the Seven Emotions Swords.

They were born from the seven human emotions and desires, the true essence he had comprehended.

As the seven swords hummed around him, his expression turned cold and emotionless.

The seven swords tore through space, moving faster than lightning.

As for Swordless, his aura was even more terrifying.

Because the Swordless Mountain had a secret technique called Gathering Intent.

Its function was to condense sword intent, and frighteningly, it could do so endlessly.

That’s why every disciple of the Swordless Sect carried an extremely heavy sword intent.

Because they all cultivated it.

The longer the sword intent was condensed, the stronger it became.

It was said that this secret technique didn’t originally belong to the Swordless Mountain, but to a famous rogue cultivator from the Northern Continent.

He condensed sword intent for three thousand years, and when he finally fought, he unleashed all three thousand years of sword intent at once.

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