Chapter 1307
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Chapter 1307 The Might of the Sword Immortal
With that sword chant erupting, the gods descending from the sky all changed their expressions simultaneously.
They suddenly looked up toward the end of the rainbow bridge, their faces filled with disbelief: “The Sword Law?! Is it him?!!”
Countless sword energies exploded from the bridge like a tsunami, instantly tearing the clouds in the sky to pieces. The rain of light swords falling from the sky appeared as fragile as a golden toy before this tsunami of sword energy, shattering inch by inch in the air, disappearing without a trace.
The God of Light, Balder, seemed to recall something, and his expression immediately turned ugly.
At the end of the rainbow bridge,
In the center of the sword energy tsunami,
A young man wearing a black shirt, carrying a sword case on his back, slowly walked forward.
Those obsidian glass-like eyes swept over the gods in the sky one by one, slightly narrowing, as the surging sword intent seemed to boil and surge through the air!
“Who… dares to hurt my student?”
His voice wasn’t loud, but the countless sword intents in the sky seemed to speak as well, simultaneously emitting a sharp humming sound, carrying his words to every corner of Asgard!
“Master… Master Sword Saint?!!!”
Lin Qiye looked at that familiar figure, taking a long moment to come back to his senses, his face showing wild joy!
“Commander Zuo, how did you find Master Sword Saint?” Lin Qiye excitedly asked Zuo Qing.
Zuo Qing smiled bitterly, shrugging his shoulders, and said, “We didn’t find him at all… he came on his own. When we arrived at the entrance to Asgard, he was already there.”
Lin Qiye was stunned, “How did he know I was here?”
“He said he encountered Michael in the mist, and it was Michael who told him you were in danger and asked him to come here.”
Michael?
Lin Qiye’s mind immediately conjured that perfect angelic face.
Come to think of it, since they were in Heaven and Michael went to hunt down Odin, there had been no news of Him… Was Zhou Ping’s encounter with Him a mere coincidence, or was there some deeper reason?
But one thing was certain: Michael already knew they had escaped from Hell, otherwise he wouldn’t have directed Zhou Ping to Asgard.
Zhou Ping seemed to have heard Lin Qiye’s shout as well, turning his head to look at him, smiling gently.
But soon, Zhou Ping’s gaze fell on his wounds.
He frowned and looked toward Hela, who was battling with Wang Mian not far away.
“So it was you…” Zhou Ping spoke calmly, his palm lightly tapping the surface of the black case behind him.
Ding——!!
The crisp sword chant sounded again, a dark golden sword light shot out from the sword case, instantly tearing open a corner of the deep abyss of the underworld, heading straight for Hela’s face!
Hela’s pupils contracted sharply as she rapidly retreated. Countless pale bones surged from the deep pool she passed over, forming one giant hand after another, trying to grab the dark golden longsword wrapped in sword energy. But before they could touch the blade, they were torn to pieces by the sharp sword energy.
As the sword edge drew closer in her vision, Hela frowned deeply and simply stopped abruptly. Cold underworld death energy gathered in Hela’s palms, condensing into a film less than a millimeter thick. Under this death energy compressed to the extreme, even space began to distort violently.
She raised those pitch-black hands and forcefully struck at the approaching sword light!
Dense black energy burst forth, and under the grip of her two hands, the dark golden longsword’s blade began to vibrate violently. The surging sword energy frantically cut at the underworld film, making a teeth-grinding creaking sound.
Terrifying divine power surged from within Hela’s body. As her hands continued to exert force, blood seeped from her palms, but similarly, the dark golden longsword’s speed gradually slowed down, controlled in her grasp!
Seeing this, Hela’s somewhat pale face revealed a smile…
But in the next moment, her smile froze on her face.
Behind her in the endless underworld, at some point, a figure wearing a black shirt had silently appeared at her back.
Zhou Ping no longer carried the heavy black sword case on his back. His straight posture was like a sword, standing firm in the depths of the rolling underworld energy. Those obsidian glass-like eyes slowly closed…
“Sword rise.”
He spoke calmly.
His right hand raised before his chest, index and middle fingers joined together in a sword gesture, pointing toward Hela’s back through the air.
Ding——!!!
The sword chime exploded, a sword light so fast it reached the extreme surged from Zhou Ping’s body, instantly piercing through Hela’s chest!
Not only that, along the path Zhou Ping pointed,
Three kilometers away, a tall temple seemed to have been cut by an invisible sword, collapsing with a rumble into rolling dust…
Five kilometers away, a minor god of Loki’s faction who was rushing over suddenly had his head separated from his neck, thrown high into the sky, blood splashing down, his eyes full of confusion…
Twelve kilometers away, a mountain peak suddenly shook, rolling dust rising from its waist, the verdant peak sliding down along the smooth cut at the mountainside, falling to the ground with a deep rumble…
If viewed from high above, it would seem as if an invisible sword had pierced through a corner of Asgard, cutting everything in its path into two!
And at the end of this invisible sword… stood the black-clothed Zhou Ping, fingers forming a sword gesture, standing straight.
“You…” Hela looked down at her chest, at the heart completely shattered by sword energy, her eyes showing shock.
Before this, she had already suffered two nuclear bomb attacks, a wound from the Kusanagi Sword, and several cuts from Wang Mian… but even so, she never thought she would die. She always believed that except for those few extremely powerful chief gods in the world, no one at the same level could kill her.
But now, Zhou Ping’s sword had completely overturned her understanding.
“You hurt my student… pay with your life.” Zhou Ping’s fingertip lightly traced, and the dark golden longsword instantly cut off Hela’s head. It flicked the blood from its edge in mid-air before slowly falling into his hand.
Thud!
Hela’s corpse fell heavily to the ground.
The Sword Law had completely erased her possibility of resurrection. From now on, Asgard would have no Queen of the Underworld.
Witnessing Hela’s death with their own eyes, the gods in the sky showed fury in their eyes. After a low growl, their divine power frantically poured outward.
Chen Fuzi, Zuo Qing, and Wang Mian rushed up to the clouds, about to engage with the gods, when suddenly the wind and clouds changed color!
The sky, which still had some daylight, completely darkened. Flying sand swirled in the howling gale, as if thousands of demons were growling deeply.
The heavy dark clouds were slowly parted, and the spiritual energy dispersed in the world surged toward a patch of white clouds. In the space of a breath, a giant figure that reached the heavens broke through the clouds and crashed down at the head of the rainbow bridge!
Endless demonic energy swirled as a giant figure wearing a phoenix-winged purple gold crown and golden chain armor slowly stood up. Those eyes, as dazzling as burning gold, swept indifferently over the gods below before looking in another direction.
“Yang Jian… your speed is still slower than mine.” The giant figure spoke in a deep voice.
“It’s just that your [Divine Law of Heaven and Earth] is a bit faster than mine.”
At the horizon’s end, a figure wearing silver armor and wielding a three-pointed double-edged blade snorted coldly, and a massive divine manifestation suddenly rose from his body!
