Chapter 325: King Qingjiao: Boy, if you have the ability, bring out the ancestor's treasure as well
Clang!
A sword light swept across, instantly blazing with brilliance. Sword qi surged in all directions, unstoppable by anyone.
The divine sword in Xiao Chen's hand fell, and the giant claw manifestation of Marquis Qingfeng froze in the sea. As the seawater surged, the Buddhist light upon the claw faded away.
"Ah!"
Marquis Qingfeng let out a miserable scream. The sea clansmen saw its claw and much of its body severed in half, blood gushing out and dyeing a portion of the sea scarlet in an instant.
This sight left the sea clansmen of King Qingjiao's palace utterly stunned. In their eyes, Marquis Qingfeng was a formidable existence.
Especially its pair of front claws, as sharp as sacred artifacts—yet now severed by a single sword strike.
They could not accept this for a moment. Many of the sea clansmen rubbed their eyes subconsciously, confirming whether they were seeing it correctly.
Xiao Chen seemed not to notice, slowly lifting his sword again. Just as he was about to strike, King Qingjiao suddenly shouted, "Stop!"
But Xiao Chen ignored him. His sword fell resolutely—clang!
Sword light flashed. Marquis Qingfeng's eyes widened as he shouted instinctively, "Big brother, save me!"
Boom!!!
A thunderous crash erupted as colossal waves surged in all directions.
While all cultivators' gazes were drawn to the waves, Cao Youqian moved. He stepped calmly out of the azure flames.
The one-horned jiao saw the unharmed man radiating divine light and stared wide-eyed in disbelief: This is impossible!
Cao Youqian let the azure flames wash over him. "Is this the extent of your Azure Flame? If so, then this is your end."
As his words fell, he suddenly reached out, seizing the jiao pearl directly from its mouth.
Pfft…
With its pearl snatched, the one-horned jiao spewed blood, instinctively trying to flee. But before it could, a massive fist smashed down toward its head.
Bang!
Agonizing pain coursed through its skull. As it fainted, one thought flashed through its mind: My horn is broken.
The waves subsided.
King Qingjiao stood before Marquis Qingfeng, holding a Green Dragon Halberd, his expression grave as he stared at the young man before him.
"Boy, who exactly are you? Report your name at once."
Xiao Chen raised his sword and pointed it at King Qingjiao, speaking coldly. "Remember well, my name is Xiao Chen. Do not die ignorant."
These words struck like thunder. All the sea clan cultivators, including King Qingjiao, trembled in shock.
Even deep in the Endless Sea, they had heard of Xiao Chen.
First he shook the Thousand Islands with one sword, then he slew marquises. How could such an existence be provoked by the Qingjiao Palace? Disaster was upon them.
"You are truly Xiao Chen?"
King Qingjiao instinctively retreated half a step. Though he was a veteran king-ranked powerhouse of the sea clan, he dared not test the sharpness of Xiao Chen's divine sword.
"Tell me, who in this world would dare to impersonate me?"
As Xiao Chen spoke, divine light radiated from his body, his divine physique revealing his extraordinary identity.
"Ah!!!"
A heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang out, startling everyone present.
They turned toward the sound and saw the one-horned jiao pinned beneath the young man, who was slowly and deliberately drawing out its sinew.
Cao Youqian ignored the stares. Like unraveling silk, he pulled the tendon free, idly digging in his ear before punching the jiao.
"What's with the screaming? Nearly startled me."
"Stop!"
Seeing his sixth brother tortured so cruelly, King Qingjiao cast aside all hesitation and roared angrily at Cao Youqian.
"King Qingjiao, you'd better worry about yourself first."
Xiao Chen's cold voice interrupted his next move.
Rage consumed King Qingjiao. His eyes seemed to blaze with fire. With his sixth brother on the brink of death, how could he retreat?
"Xiao Chen, this king will kill you!"
With a furious roar, he revealed his true body. A hundred-zhang-long azure jiao coiled through the sea, opening its massive blood-filled maw.
"Roar!!!"
A deafening roar shook the sea. Instantly, waves surged violently, sweeping countless sea clansmen away.
Xiao Chen still stood in place, casually swinging out a sword.
Clang!
The sword light flashed, and King Qingjiao, not daring to be careless, spat out a massive fireball.
Boom!
With a thunderous crash, the fireball and sword qi dissipated together.
Xiao Chen spoke calmly, "Finally, someone who can fight. Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!"
As his words fell, his sword thrust forward, and in an instant countless sword shadows soared, rushing toward King Qingjiao.
"Might of the True Dragon!"
Behind King Qingjiao, the phantom of a true dragon appeared, surging forth to meet the countless sword rain head-on.
Crackle!
The sword lights struck the dragon phantom, producing a series of sharp sounds.
The instant the sword light dispersed, the dragon phantom also vanished.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen's lips curved into a faint smile, his face glowing with excitement. "As expected of King Qingjiao, to withstand this sword. If you can also take my next strike, then today we will withdraw."
King Qingjiao appeared calm, but inside waves of shock surged. That dragon phantom was already his strongest killing move, yet Xiao Chen had dispelled it with ease. To win this battle, he would have no choice but to stake his life.
"You forced me!"
As his words fell, he spat out a jiao pearl. The pearl shone with blazing radiance, and as the light grew brighter, the aura from King Qingjiao's body became increasingly powerful.
"Burning your lifespan already?"
Xiao Chen's face remained indifferent. He too no longer held back, gathering all the spiritual energy in his body, channeling it into the divine sword.
"True Dragon Manifest!"
Another dragon shadow appeared behind King Qingjiao. The next moment, a blue dragon manifestation flew forth from it. Though the dragon was not large, its dragon might was several times stronger than before.
Ten Thousand Swords as One!
Xiao Chen suddenly swung out a sword.
In that instant, the sea held only one sword and one dragon.
Clang!
The sword pierced through the dragon manifestation, descending toward King Qingjiao.
"No!!!"
Boom!
As the sword struck, a violent explosion erupted around King Qingjiao. The immense aftershock triggered a tsunami, shaking even the seabed violently.
After a long while, the tsunami subsided and the tremors faded.
All cultivators fixed their eyes upon where King Qingjiao stood. They saw him standing intact, yet his gaze revealed the lingering terror of narrowly escaping death.
Realizing he was unharmed, King Qingjiao burst into loud laughter. "Hahaha… junior, I carry the life-saving dragon scale left behind by the ancestor. You cannot harm me. Today, I shall see who laughs last!"
"So that is the case. Since you dare not fight fairly, then do not blame me."
Xiao Chen spoke as though replying, yet it was also like a murmur to himself.
King Qingjiao froze for a moment, then sneered. "Hmph! If you have the ability, bring out your Wendao Academy ancestor's treasure and let me see it!"
"Then I shall grant your wish."
Xiao Chen said slowly, and drew out a sword jade…
{Note: Bro is Fucked....}
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