This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 200 Under the Heavenly Blade

The two spiritual sword immortals' energy surged through the void like thunderbolts, with booming sounds rising and falling, deafeningly loud. Under this powerful impact, Huayu Tower was like a candle in the wind, teetering on the verge of collapse, as if it would collapse at any moment. One can imagine how earth-shattering the spiritual swords' outburst was!

Xiao Xingchen would not be content to sit idly by and wait for his death.

The two spirit swords were clearly targeting the token in his hand.

However, at this moment, he felt that only by sacrificing himself could the token fall into the hands of another. Wouldn't that be another form of recognition of ownership? Would he really send himself to his death? He was not that foolish. Therefore, in response to the impact of the spirit sword, he had already begun to look for a way to escape.

Although the Great Qian Dynasty would never allow their newly appointed king to die here, things are unpredictable. What if Emperor Wu was using someone else to do his dirty work?

At this moment, golden light filled the Lingtai, like a vast expanse of misty waves. Nourished by the golden light, the wisp of sword energy continued to expand, like a lurking dragon waiting for its chance to strike.

This is a precious sword from the Jade Capital. Since obtaining it at the ancestral temple, he has never thought of using it.

However, the situation was urgent, and with other forces suppressed by the golden light, he had no choice but to take a desperate gamble.

He had no control over the sword; all he could do was guide it as it swung. If he could cleave a gap in the surrounding swords formed from spiritual energy, he could escape his predicament.

The moment he drew his sword, Yun Xiyao and her senior sister, who were engaged in fierce combat, trembled violently as a chilling sense of dread washed over them.

They all looked at the man trapped in the spiritual energy, and saw a phantom sword intent erupt from him like a volcanic eruption.

"What is this?" Both of them were shocked. The swords that were originally pointing at each other instantly changed direction and slashed straight down at Xiao Xingchen like a storm.

A dazzling golden blade, like a god descending from the sky, slashed down at the two of them with lightning speed.

Xiao Xingchen felt as if all his vital energy had been drained in an instant, and the sword in his mind was like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, longing for this power.

The moment the spiritual platform was activated, the weather changed drastically, and a overwhelming pressure swept in like a raging storm. Even the Martial Emperor, who had been sitting calmly on his throne in the Imperial Palace, was shocked and stood up abruptly. Even the being in the mysterious palace deep within the Imperial Palace frowned for the first time, trembling slightly under the sharp sword intent.

"How could this be? This is that man's knife. How did his knife end up here?"

Doubt and shock echoed within the mysterious palace. This was the first time Murong Fenghua had stepped outside the palace. She had never ceased paying attention to the area in front of the Flower Language Pavilion, and even during the fall of the star, she had not offered any assistance to Xiao Xingchen.

However, with the appearance of this knife, her figure vanished from the palace like a ghost in an instant.

Consort Xian had come looking for her, but as soon as she arrived at the door, Murong Fenghua vanished before her eyes like smoke.

"This knife? It exudes such intense killing intent!"

Consort Xian was also stunned and stood there dumbfounded. She knew that everything in front of Huayu Tower was a scheme orchestrated by someone in secret. As long as the pieces were all in the game, they would not get caught up in it.

However, the appearance of this knife seems to have directly disrupted this game of chess. At the very least, Murong Fenghua's move will inevitably cause huge problems.

After careful consideration, Consort Xian realized that she also had to take action, otherwise her Flower Language Pavilion might be completely ruined.

The appearance of this knife is like the end of the world. An out-of-control knife will have immeasurable destructive power, and Huayulou will undoubtedly be the first to suffer.

Xiao Xingchen never expected that his original intention was simply to use the sword to break through the surrounding spiritual energy and escape his predicament. However,

Under the golden light, the knife seemed to have lost control.

Yong'an, as the capital of the Great Qian Dynasty, stands like a colossal behemoth, covering a vast area and with a large population.

From afar, a golden sword, even larger than Yong'an's, gradually emerged in the sky, like a golden sun rising slowly.

As the golden greatsword took shape, the entire sky was enveloped in golden light, as if the earth were draped in a golden veil.

All the people of Yong'an, whether beggars or nobles, stared in disbelief at this shocking scene, frozen in shock like statues.

If the meteor shower could only be controlled within a certain range, and only a few people who were locked on could witness its fall, then this blade was simply going to completely shatter the entire Yong'an.

No one doubted that as the sword fell from the sky, Yong'an would fall like a shooting star and become dust in history.

Because the knife was not yet fully formed, but the sharp aura it emitted had already begun to pierce everyone's skin, which had already surpassed the gap between ordinary people and masters.

Beneath this blade, everyone is like a tiny ant, utterly powerless. Since we are all ants, why distinguish between different classes? When the blade falls, Yong'an will be reduced to ashes.

"What are you doing? Stop it now! You're going to ruin the Great Qian Dynasty!"

Huangfu Lingxue's expression changed drastically, and her anxious shouts resounded through the sky, as if they were about to break through the clouds and reach the highest heavens.

Because of the obstruction of the spiritual swords, she and Ruoxue were unable to get close. After seeing that Xiaoxingchen did not react, she and Ruoxue rushed out without hesitation, their target being the two spiritual swords.

"I don't care who you are, if this place is destroyed because of you, the Great Qian Dynasty will never coexist with your country!"

The eldest princess was furious, and her angry roar was like a thunderclap. Two spiritual swords flashed past Xiao Xingchen like meteors and shattered.

Before this blade, even a master of the sixth realm was nothing more than a slightly larger ant. This was the first time Yun Xiyao's expression had changed drastically, and even the hand holding the sword began to tremble involuntarily.

"What kind of monster is this? How can it possess such a terrifying blade?"

Senior Sister Tianling unveiled the mystery for the first time. She stared in fear at the golden greatsword that was gradually taking shape in the sky, and then turned her gaze to Xiao Xingchen, her heart filled with doubt. How could such a powerful force appear in a man who seemed to have only the first level of cultivation?

Not only them, but people in the sky surged forth like a tide. Under the oppressive power of the Heavenly Blade, it was too late for them to escape.

At that very moment, it was as if all the hidden forces in Yong'an City had been detonated. Led by the Grand Elder, the people of the Water Region looked up at the sky in fear.

Behind them, rows of dark figures stood like sculptures, resembling a disciplined army, numbering in the hundreds at a glance.

This was almost all the elite troops they brought. With the appearance of the Heavenly Blade, all secrecy had vanished.

However, this is far from over.

Above the courtyard of the Great Yan, the prince who had always played the role of a servant, for the first time wore a magnificent long robe and stepped into the void.

Behind him, sharp sword energy slithered like venomous snakes, and the void began to distort in the Dali camp, as if they were fighting with all their might to resist the lock of the Heavenly Blade.

Even though they were unwilling to reveal themselves, under the influence of the Heavenly Blade, terrifying auras still erupted like volcanoes.

Suddenly, Yong'an City began to shake violently, all due to the effect of the Heavenly Blade locking on.

Once the Heavenly Blade, such an ultimate weapon, is unleashed, it will resonate with anyone who possesses cultivation.

After the resonance, any concealment will be exposed, and more and more hidden forces will emerge from nowhere like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

What was even more astonishing was that in Burning City, a demon emerged from among the monks, which shocked many people.

In this era where heaven and earth cannot tolerate demons, for a demon to so brazenly emerge is undoubtedly a desecration of the Nine Heavens.

It was precisely because of the appearance of this demon that the Heavenly Blade seemed to be enraged. Golden light surged forth like a raging sea, and the blade itself continued to solidify. A sense of life-or-death crisis spread like a plague through everyone's hearts.

In that instant, the imperial palace was no longer silent, as if a sleeping lion had suddenly awakened.

Once the sword falls, the Great Qian Dynasty will fall like a meteor, becoming a speck of dust in the long river of history, and all its schemes will vanish into nothingness.

How could Emperor Wu tolerate such a tragedy?

On the observatory, a young man dressed in official robes, like the master of the stars, held a star chart and continuously drew down the power of the stars.

Around him, tiny stars shone like dazzling gems, swirling around him as if performing a magnificent dance.

As the stars descended, a barrier slowly rose from the Imperial Palace. This barrier, like the waters of the Milky Way, spread outwards like ripples, carrying the power of the stars. Centered on the Imperial Palace, it extended towards the four gates of Yong'an, seemingly enveloping the entire city of Yong'an.

"Astrologer? I never imagined that the Great Qian Dynasty had such an ancient and mysterious profession. The Great Qian Dynasty is truly unfathomable!"

"That's excellent. With the appearance of this Heavenly Blade, the Great Qian will have no choice but to reveal its trump card. The Star Gazing and Heaven Sealing Formation is Yong'an's true killing move. With these, the Great Li would have had a lot of trouble trying to reach this place back then."

"What a magnificent Great Qian Dynasty! What a Martial Emperor! We knew absolutely nothing about the Great Qian Dynasty's foundation. This is something no ordinary mortal kingdom could possess; it's simply a miracle!"

Exclamations of amazement rose and fell among the leaders. Despite the great distance between them, they seemed as if they were right next to each other, transcending time and space, chatting and laughing amiably.

"Look over there, isn't that the ancestral temple?"

Hearing the sound, everyone turned around, their eyes gleaming, and looked towards the ancestral temple on one side of the imperial palace. At this moment, the temple bells rang out melodiously and endlessly, and red fishing net lines appeared and disappeared like serpents.

The Heavenly Blade was like a demon-revealing mirror, exposing all the secrets of Yong'an City. Although the hidden forces of various kingdoms were also forced to be exposed, compared with the strength displayed by the Great Qian Dynasty, everything seemed insignificant.

It was as if a ferocious beast was struggling to break free from the red fishing net, constantly pounding against it, making the red net bulge like an inflated balloon, seemingly about to burst at any moment.

"That's right, the Silent Temple is located below the ancestral temple. I can smell the aura of a great demon."

The demon from Burning City murmured softly, his face unable to hide his excitement. They had searched for many years, and now they had finally found the true Silent Temple.

The people of the water had long noticed the strangeness of the ancestral temple, but when they saw it with their own eyes, they were still deeply shocked.

Clearly, the Great Qian Ancestral Temple is a massive array; destroying this array will free the imprisoned demon.

"There are still hidden people. Just how many people is the Great Qian Dynasty hiding?"

The Grand Elder of the Waters had a gaze as sharp as a hawk's, looking in another direction.

Inside the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace, a sharp aura rose like a dragon soaring into the sky, propelled by the Heavenly Blade, and shot straight into the heavens.

A helpless figure slowly rose into the air, gazing at all directions from afar, its eyes filled with endless speechlessness.

"How have you all been? It's been a long time!"

The visitor nodded to all sides with a forced smile.

"Damn it, it's that shameless old devil! He's hiding in Yong'an. No wonder we haven't been able to find him."

"Alas, man proposes, God disposes. Who could have predicted that this inexplicable slash would expose our hiding place? You old folks better think of something quickly, or we'll all be heading to the underworld to pay our respects to the goddess."