The Great Fierce Burning Sky Sword, imbued with endless crimson flames, descended from the sky. This strike, much like the crazed state of the Sword Ancestor, was incomparably frantic.
The flames contained within the Sword Edge seemed intent on burning everything in heaven and earth to ashes.
Yet, Chu Fengmian watched the sword fall with calm, a cold smile appearing at the corners of his mouth. His right hand suddenly shot up, reaching towards the sky.
The fierce flames on the Sword Edge were extinguished on the spot, the flames that had just been burning intensely and consuming all.
With one grasp from Chu Fengmian’s hand, they were all extinguished, and all the Sword Intent on it was completely devoured by the Supreme Sword Energy surrounding Chu Fengmian.
With this wave of his hand, he resolved the desperate strike of the Sword Ancestor.
This strength was, compared to just moments before, countless times more terrifying.
Chu Fengmian saw Sword Ancestor and barked coldly.
His Sword Edge then shifted targets, slashing directly towards Sword Ancestor.
A streak of Sword Light flashed, and Sword Ancestor’s body was instantly annihilated by the Sword Light, completely shattered, his blood essence and all his Spiritual Artifacts now fell into Chu Fengmian’s hands.
"Holy King Heavenly Dao!"
"Saint King Undefeated!"
"Martial Arts Supreme!"
Almost simultaneously, the Holy King Sect disciples invoked countless lethal moves, bombarding Chu Fengmian with a sky-covering assault.
These attacks were all the disciples’ final tricks; none held anything back any longer in their all-out attempt to kill Chu Fengmian.
The surrounding space trembled, and in this center of force, no one could survive.
Successive sounds of explosions echoed.
But at the center of these explosions, suddenly, a Sword Light burst forth, destroying all the explosions.
Chu Fengmian’s figure leaped out from the center of the explosion, showing not a single scratch on his body.
"How is that possible?"
The Holy King Sect disciples stared dumbfounded; their collective effort to kill Chu Fengmian had utterly failed to affect him.
Even if a person transcending life and death, breaking the realm of existence were to face such an attack, they couldn’t claim to emerge unscathed.
Yet, Chu Fengmian had done it.
"All your struggles now are futile, you all deserve to die! People from the seven major sects do not deserve to live in this world!"
"You all can die now!"
Chu Fengmian’s eyes brimmed with murderous intent, and with a sweep of his hand, he transformed it into the War Dragon’s Claw, sweeping it across.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
In the face of the War Dragon’s Claw, the Holy King Sect disciples were instantly obliterated one by one, directly turned into blood mist, their blood essence completely devoured by Chu Fengmian.
"Good! Good, by devouring the blood essence of these Martial Artists present, my realm might even advance a step further!"
Chu Fengmian devoured countless essences of blood, his face beaming with joy.
His Battle Dragon Technique had no bottleneck, requiring only a sufficient amount of Spiritual Power to break through the realm.
These Holy King Sect disciples, each a martial artist at the pinnacle of life-and-death realm, were rare talents within the Nine Domains.
Now all concentrated in the Divine Domain of Heavenly Feather, it presented Chu Fengmian with a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity—truly a great fortune for him.
Amidst a roar of fury, a golden figure suddenly charged at Chu Fengmian, his punch aimed directly at him.
Watching Chu Fengmian slaughtering these Holy King Sect disciples, the War God was blind with rage, all his Spiritual Power gathering into this punch, aimed directly to kill Chu Fengmian.
The War God had never been pushed to such a state; seeing the disciples of Holy King Sect falling at the hands of Chu Fengmian, his power surged wildly in his fury.
The War God, hailed as the very embodiment of war, grew stronger with battle. In crises, he could break through and turn danger into safety.
Such peerless talents, if not killed in one stroke, the greater the crisis, the more it would become their motivation, drawing out their deepest potential, making them extremely difficult to deal with.
"You still want to struggle? Even if you breakthrough life-and-death realm now, how would that change anything? Your death is already destined, there’s no other outcome!"
Chu Fengmian’s voice sounded like a decree from King Yan himself.
As he spoke, eighty-one streams of Supreme Sword Energy converged into a Sword Array.
This was yet another form of Supreme Sword Energy, Sword Array, entirely merging into the Sword Edge, incredibly sharp.
If enough Supreme Sword Energy were gathered, it could form a formidable Sword Array.
Among any Sword Array in the world, the mightiest was constructed from Supreme Sword Energy.
The value of these eighty-one streams of Supreme Sword Energy was no less than that of eighty-one heavenly Spiritual Artifacts.
Eighty-one swords of heavenly Spiritual Artifacts forming a Sword Array, their combined power was unimaginably terrifying.
This Sword Array formed from eighty-one streams of Supreme Sword Energy was probably even more terrifying than that formed by eighty-one heavenly Spiritual Artifacts.
According to legends, the ultimate form of Supreme Sword Energy was two-fold—one was "three thousand into one," where three thousand Supreme Sword Energies converged into one Spirit Sword.
This Spirit Sword was undoubtedly the foremost sword under heaven, unrivaled.
The second was three thousand Supreme Sword Energies forming the foremost Sword Array under heaven.
Although Chu Fengmian hadn’t acquired all three thousand Supreme Sword Energies just yet, these eighty-one were enough to form a Sword Array.
The Sword Array formed, and the air of solemn execution permeated the surrounding space.
Anyone, any being that fell into this Sword Array had only one possible outcome, and that was death.
The War God fell into the Sword Array and yelled in fury, his punch force entirely shattered by the Sword Array; his Sanctified Golden Body cracked all over and shattered entirely.
Even with his resilient body, in front of the Supreme Sword Energy, it was as fragile as paper.
Under the relentless slashes of countless Sword Energies, the War God was covered in blood, utterly ragged, staggering on the brink of collapse.
However, Chu Fengmian was not the least bit relaxed; the War God, such a martial artist, was an absolute genius within the Seven Major Sects.
Placed in the Nine Domains, he was a genius among geniuses. Not killing him immediately, and giving him any chance, could let him turn the tables and possibly counter-attack Chu Fengmian.
Chu Fengmian would not give him this slightest chance.
Chu Fengmian shouted coldly, and the eighty-one streams of Supreme Sword Energy converged into a radiant seven-colored Sword Light, directly slashing towards the War God.