Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1430 You Know Too Much (2)

There were countless experts everywhere, and no one was a fool.

It was said that the Fourth Layer had no rules, but weren't the disciples of Immortal Venerable Chen Yuan of Ten Thousand Magnificence City, who wielded both judgment and the strongest power, the rules themselves?

Once the disciples of Immortal Venerable chose sides, the outcome was basically predetermined.

"I thought I would witness a great show, but it's a pity," a powerful Immortal Lord sighed as the blood energy on his body slowly converged, stepping back.

Many others made the same choice.

Since the Immortal Venerable disciple who controlled the power of Ten Thousand Magnificence City had made their choice, there was no suspense in this battle.

"Roar—"

Above Immortal Lord Zhenyang's head, the golden hammer shimmered with intertwined golden lights, and divine patterns flickered as it smashed once again towards the cauldron above Huang Zhihu's head.

Her expression became serious as she took a deep breath, and all the immortal energy on her body burst forth, causing the divine light within the cauldron to shimmer

"Whew—"

The branches on the cauldron lifted, colliding with the giant hammer.

The cauldron shook and retreated uncontrollably.

Standing behind the cauldron, Xiang Lingshuang shook as he involuntarily stepped back

This was the impact of power. The cauldron had already absorbed most of the power. Otherwise, he would have retreated even further.

Huang Zhihu's face turned pale.

Although she was not the controller of this Essence Transformation Cauldron, she was still affected by the dissipating power.

"Ha—"

The huge snake formed by Immortal Lord Zhenyang opened its mouth and hissed at the sky. The ear-piercing sound made all the surrounding cultivators quickly retreat.

This was the soul incarnation of a powerful Immortal Lord expert. It was one of his strongest combat strengths.

Without the combat strength of the Zenith Heaven Realm, it was best not to approach. Otherwise, his death would be in vain.

"Buzz!"

The golden hammer above Immortal Lord Zhenyang's head spun and flew again.

If this huge hammer smashed down, even if the Essence Transformation Cauldron could block it, Huang Zhihu would not be able to.

"Miss Zhihu, you go first." Xiang Lingshuang took a deep breath and raised his swords.

If he completely controlled the Battle Puppet, he was confident that he could fight Immortal Lord Zhenyang.

But he was still far from it.

Huang Zhihu shook her head and gripped the sword in her hand.

She wouldn't leave.

Her adoptive father had said that sword cultivators must not retreat when they had a sword in their hands.

"Hehe, a Senior cultivator and an Immortal Lord expert actually wants to make things difficult for a few juniors."

"Zhenyang Building, what a joke."

At this moment, a voice sounded in the void.

Yang Dingtian, who was wearing a golden robe, appeared in front of the Essence Transformation Cauldron.

In his hand, a golden sword shone with golden light. The sword light was even more dazzling than the golden hammer above Immortal Lord Zhenyang's head.

"You're all sword cultivators. To not retreat in front of an Immortal Lord expert, your temperament is not bad."

Yang Dingtian's gaze landed on Xiang Lingshuang and Huang Zhihu as he spoke softly.

With that, he pointed his sword forward. "My sword technique is different from your inheritance. I can learn from it."

"Buzz!"

Above the sword, immortal light flashed as a sword light stabbed out.

This was a sword cultivator!

It was just that straightforward!

He was already here just to attack. He would not waste his breath!

"Slash—"

The sword light pointed at the golden hammer.

"Ding—"

The impact was not loud.

A golden thread extended from Yang Dingtian to the top of Immortal Lord Zhenyang's head.

This was the mark left by the sword.

"Yang Dingtian, the sect master of the Scarlet Flame Sword Sect, is known as a Sword Dao expert in the myriad worlds. So you're only so-so." Immortal Lord Zhenyang laughed.

Yang Dingtian had brought a huge force to the fourth floor of the Ten Thousand Magnificence City and was thriving. There had always been rumors in the city that he might rise.

All the major factions were also paying attention to Yang Dingtian. Even the Immortal Lord experts were not willing to stand out and fight Yang Dingtian first.

At this moment, Yang Dingtian's attack allowed Immortal Lord Zhenyang to sense Yang Dingtian's strength.

So what if he was a sword cultivator?

That was all!

"Yang Dingtian's combat strength is inferior to Immortal Lord Zhenyang?" Someone asked in confusion.

Although Immortal Lord Zhen Yang was quite famous in Ten Thousand Magnificence City, he actually did not have a presence in the myriad worlds.

There were countless realms in the world. Among the Immortal Lord experts, Yang Dingtian's combat strength was extremely strong.

But now it seemed that Yang Dingtian's reputation was also in vain?

"Don't forget, Immortal Lord Zhenyang is blessed with the heavenly and earthly powers of Ten Thousand Magnificence City. Ten Thousand Magnificence City was set up by an Immortal Venerable. It has accumulated strength over countless years in the Heavenly Abyss, and its power is unimaginable," someone speculated.

It was not that Yang Dingtian could not defeat Immortal Lord Zhenyang, but he couldn't contend with the heavenly and earthly powers of Ten Thousand Magnificence City.

"Did you understand that strike just now?" At this moment, Yang Dingtian suddenly spoke.

Understand?

Understand what?

Everyone around him was stunned.

A sneer flashed across Immortal Lord Zhenyang's face.

Pretending to be mysterious.

"I don't understand, but I seem to have seen Senior Brother Han display this technique before."

Xiang Lingshuang whispered, then turned to look at Huang Zhihu.

"Miss Zhihu, Senior Brother said that your talent in swordsmanship is extraordinary. You should be able to understand this sword, right?"

Xiang Lingshuang was now 10,000 feet tall, and his voice was like thunder. When he said this, everyone looked at Huang Zhihu.

Yang Dingtian also turned his head slightly.

He had seen Huang Zhihu's swordsmanship before.

He had a deep impression of the spirituality of Huang Zhihu's swordsmanship.

He wanted to know how much Huang Zhihu could see through.

"To see through the point is to understand the way of the sword.

"The sword is unsheathed, determining life and death.

"The sword is out, let it fly for a while."

With each sentence from Huang Zhihu, Yang Dingtian's expression changed.

After Huang Zhihu finished speaking, Yang Dingtian laughed.

"As expected of Yunlan Sword Immortal's proud disciple. Even I'm impressed by your talent in swordsmanship!

"When your adoptive father returns, I'll ask him to let you join my sect and cultivate for thousands of years. What do you think?"