Chapter 866
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Ye Wushuang, without a moment’s hesitation, grasped the Tianyan Sword, his inner energy surging and rising.
“Kill!”
At this moment, the Tianyan Sword shone with a brilliance that seemed to pierce the heavens.
And within Ye Wushuang, a terrifying Tai Xu Sword Qi erupted ceaselessly.
The Tai Xu Sword Qi and the Tianyan Sword merged into one.
Nearly forty thousand strands of Tai Xu Sword Qi erupted with a thunderous roar.
The rain swords clashed with the Tai Xu Sword Qi.
The sky was torn apart, the dark clouds were shattered, and above the imperial capital, within a radius of dozens of miles, the rain curtain suddenly ceased, and sunlight began to stream down.
This was what true power looked like!
Their collision was almost earth-shattering, enough to make one’s heart tremble with fear.
Yet, at the same time, everyone noticed that Ye Wushuang’s fierce and terrifying sword qi had shattered the rain swords and was now striking directly at the black-clad patriarch.
The black-clad patriarch immediately condensed a terrifying Myriad Laws energy and continuously unleashed his techniques.
However, nearly forty thousand strands of Tai Xu Sword Qi were simply too overwhelming.
Soon, the patriarch’s body was enveloped by the sword qi, which seemed to be tearing apart his very being.
Hovering in the void, Ye Wushuang panted heavily.
During the Hundred Nations Martial Contest, Ye Wushuang had thought his battle with Wang Teng was already terrifying.
But this time, facing the black-clad patriarch, it was even more heart-rending.
Three hundred years of lifespan consumed.
Reaching the seventh level of Myriad Laws.
If it were any other peak Myriad Laws cultivator, even two levels stronger than him, he could definitely slay them.
But this man… his control over spiritual techniques and his mastery of his own Myriad Laws energy had reached an unparalleled level.
Compared to Guo Wenbin, he was countless times more powerful.
Ten Guo Wenbins would not be a match for this Liu Clan black-clad patriarch!
Such a formidable opponent, born from the Liu Clan, was no less impressive than the legendary Chuantian of old!
However, a single sword strike condensed with forty thousand strands of Tai Xu Sword Qi from the Tianyan Sword was enough to give this man a severe blow.
But killing him was another matter entirely.
At this moment, the Tai Xu Sword Qi continued to tear at the black-clad patriarch’s body.
Those below, witnessing this, believed the patriarch was surely doomed.
But soon, they realized they were mistaken.
The sword qi gradually dissipated.
And from the high sky illuminated by the light,
a figure emerged before everyone’s eyes.
The Liu Clan patriarch, his black robe torn to shreds, his veil vanished.
In its place was a well-fitted white robe, and… his long hair was now white, his skin as delicate as cream, his slender figure standing there with an indescribable grace and elegance.
His face was amiable, as if he were in his thirties, with a chiseled face, bright and spirited eyes.
All eyes were drawn to him, and everyone was stunned.
This… was the true appearance of the black-clad patriarch?
So elegant, graceful, and mesmerizing.
But when Ye Wushuang’s gaze fell upon the white-robed, white-haired man, he was utterly stunned.
His pupils dilated, his eyes fixed intently on the man before him.
At the same time,
on the ground,
Yuan Pengwang, Xu Yuntian, Tian Chengwen, as well as Qing Tianwen, Yun Xingjian, Qing Muyuan, and others, were all agape.
Even some middle and late Tian Gang realm cultivators, hundreds of years old, rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
But many of the younger generation only found this man extremely graceful and spirited, unaware of why the older generation was so shocked.
“Impossible!”
On the ground, Yuan Pengwang’s voice was filled with horror, astonishment, and disbelief.
Among the crowd, Qing Shiyu also noticed this and flew to her father’s side.
“Dad, what’s going on?”
Qing Shanyan finally snapped out of his daze, looked at his daughter, then at the white-robed, white-haired man.
“H-he… he… he…”
Qing Shanyan, pointing at the white-robed, white-haired man in the sky, trembled with his lips and fingers, unable to utter a single word.
At the same time,
“No way, it absolutely can’t be!”
Yuan Pengwang, Xu Yuntian, and Tian Chengwen were utterly furious.
