klisemfg Chapter 1932
Chapter 1932
The sword's cry in the void had not completely dissipated, and the remaining silver light slowly dimmed like shattered stars.
Chen Xuan stood in mid-air, his black robes fluttering in the wind. Despite the fierce battle, not a speck of dust had ever touched the hem of his robes. Just now, Bai Qianjue's "Fleeting Beauty" had weakened his sword momentum by a thousand times, and danger was imminent.
However, as soon as the illusory image of the Enlightenment Tree appeared, a thousand divine rays instantly amplified it, and the situation reversed in an instant. The Thousand Sword Formation erupted with a roar, still sweeping away Bai Qianhuan and the others.
Like cannonballs with broken strings, the group crashed into the earth and mountains below, leaving afterimages in their wake. Even the birds in the forest were startled and scattered in all directions.
In just a few breaths, the five streaks of light swept back from the ground into the airspace.
The crowd raised their hands and formed hand seals. A pale blue light flashed, and the mud and grass on their robes instantly melted away. However, most of the arrogance between their brows had been worn away.
Xuan Hao's hands were still trembling slightly. Cang Xuan Yue's gaze towards Chen Xuan held a genuine sense of awe, and even a hint of lingering fear. They were both at the peak of the Void Reversal Realm, yet the other party had defeated them without any chance of fighting back simply by wielding swords with both hands and displaying divine physical phenomena. This difference in strength was far beyond their comprehension.
Liuli stood to one side, her ear tips slightly red, her eyes lowered as she fidgeted with the hem of her robe.
Her inherent pride made her unwilling to easily bow her head, but the scene of being forced back by the sword light and almost losing her natal magic weapon was still in her mind. In the end, she was too embarrassed to step forward first, and missed the opportunity to speak. She only secretly glanced in Chen Xuan's direction out of the corner of her eye.
Bai Qianhuan was carefree and didn't care at all about the disheveled state of being covered in mud that Zi Mo and Tian Xing had just seen.
He sidled up to Chen Xuan, circling him and marveling at his abilities, still holding the divine sword he had just summoned: "Your strength is getting more and more outrageous!"
Bai Qianjue's face was still a little pale, but a smile played on her lips, and her eyes were full of surprise as she looked at Chen Xuan.
She knew in her heart that with a combat power like Chen Xuan in charge, the Heartless Holy Land would never be at the bottom of the rankings again; in addition, with Qiu Zixian's movement and palm techniques far surpassing everyone else, the overall combat power of the Holy Land's Holy Son would increase at least several times, and in the future, they would finally be able to stand tall in front of other Holy Lands.
Cang Xuan Yue and Xuan Hao exchanged a glance, both seeing a look of "I'm convinced" in each other's eyes.
The two immediately dropped their previous arrogance, rubbed their hands together, and approached Chen Xuan with smiles, their tone full of sincerity:
"Brother Chen Xuan, your close-combat sword technique just now was too exquisite. Could you tell us the secret to generating power?"
Seeing that Liuli was still standing there listlessly, Bai Qianjue smiled, took her hand, and led her towards the pavilion: "Come on, let's hear what Junior Brother Chen Xuan has to say. It will also be good for your close combat."
Seeing this, Chen Xuan smiled faintly, then transformed into a streak of light and landed in the pavilion of the Immortal Abode's courtyard.
In the lotus pond next to the pavilion, pink lotus flowers are in full bloom, and a gentle breeze carries their faint fragrance.
He gestured with his hand, and the empty wine cups on the stone table were refilled. His voice was gentle: "Come and sit down, let's drink and discuss the Dao. What happened just now was merely a friendly exchange. If I offended you in any way, please forgive me."
With his humility, how could anyone else dare to put on airs?
They all quickly agreed and sat down around the stone table, even lowering their voices when they spoke.
When one has enough strength, even the attitude of others becomes gentle and considerate. At this moment, everyone's eyes were full of respect when they looked at Chen Xuan, without the slightest trace of their previous contempt.
The wine pot hovered in the air, and the clear, pure wine automatically poured into the jade cup, creating tiny bubbles.
Bai Qianhuan picked up the cup, her fingertips tracing the rim, and looked at Chen Xuan with eyes full of amazement:
"It's hard to imagine that when we met on the ancient road to the Immortal Realm a hundred years ago, we could fight to a standstill for three days and three nights. In the past hundred years, I have obtained a vast amount of resources in the Holy Land, and with the personal guidance of my master who has just emerged from seclusion, I have barely managed to maintain my position as the First Holy Son; but what about you?"