Peerless God Emperor

C3558 Divine Sword of Kasyapa!



C3558 Divine Sword of Kasyapa!

Eight out of the ten great battlefields had already ended. At this moment, countless figures from both inside and outside the divine mountain were looking at the two remaining battlefields. Most of them were nervous. The results of these two battles would greatly affect the final result.    

    

Up until now, the Divine World had won five battles, Kṣitigarbha had won three, and if the Divine World won these two battles, then they would win with an absolute advantage in numbers. If Kṣitigarbha won, then they would be on par with the Divine World.    

    

Therefore, these two battles were extremely important.    

    

In a void, Jun Mo sat cross-legged, his eyes looking at one of the battlefields. There was no change in his expression, and it was difficult to guess what he was thinking.    

    

At this moment, a black robe figure walked out from the void beside Jun Mo. This person had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. His jet-black long hair casually hung on his shoulders. He was handsome, and his lips were thin like a knife. The most eye-catching thing about him was his eyes, which were actually flowing with seven different colored lights, as if they contained a magical magic.    

    

This person was called Miao Lin, and he was the direct disciple of Kṣitigarbha Tathagata. His strength was only second to the two people from the same generation in the Kṣitigarbha Palace, and it was Xiao Nanli and Jun Mo.    

    

In the battle just now, Ouyang Mingyue and Shen Caiwei had lost to him.    

    

Jun Mo turned his head and looked at Miao Lin, and said, "Your performance in the battle just now was not bad, and you are a lot closer to that realm."    

    

"I'm still a lot worse than you," Miao Lin replied indifferently. There was not a hint of joy on his face. To him, defeating Ouyang Mingyue and Shen Caiyi was not something to be proud of. Although they were outstanding, they were still a lot worse than him.    

    

His goal was to catch up to Jun Mo. As for Xiao Nanli, he had never treated him as a worthy opponent, and he only had respect in his heart.    

    

Jun Mo looked at Jun Mo calmly. He knew that Miao Lin had always wanted to surpass him, but he did not care. On the contrary, he felt very gratified. He hoped that there would be a few people in this generation who could reach the peak of martial arts and shoulder the heavy responsibility for Xiao Nanli. Miao Lin's hope was very high.    

    

He looked at the two battlefields again and asked, "What do you think of the results of these two battles?"    

    

"One victory and one defeat," Miao Lin replied, his tone still unperturbed.    

    

"Who won and who lost?" Jun Mo asked again.    

    

"Jia Yu won, and Wu Haotian lost," Miao Lin said slowly. His seven-colored eyes seemed to be shining with a wise light as he clearly saw the situation of the two battlefields.    

    

Jun Mo did not comment on Miao Lin's answer and continued to ask, "How do you know?"    

    

"Jia Yu cultivates the Divine Sword of Kasyapa. Even ordinary Empyreans of the Heavenly Tribulation could not withstand his sword arts. Although that Everlasting Dao Body can fuse with all things, it can only deal with them for a while. Once Jia Yu completely releases the power of the Divine Sword of Kasyapa, he will have nowhere to hide. Unless he leaves the divine mountain, he will die for sure."    

    

Miao Lin continued, "Wu Haotian can be considered as one of the best among his peers in the Kṣitigarbha Heavenly Realm, but his strength has not reached the extreme of the Heavenly Monarch Realm yet. His opponent is from the Ancient Rebirth Clan, and he has cultivated the Dao of Reincarnation to an extremely profound level. Wu Haotian is not his opponent, and he has not lost yet. It's just that that person hasn't used his full strength yet, so it's hard to escape defeat."    

    

"You really have a good eye." Jun Mo smiled and said. His words clearly confirmed Miao Lin's analysis.    

    

Miao Lin's gaze shifted to Jun Mo, and his expression turned slightly serious as he asked, "There are only four of the six great armies in the Divine Realm. How confident are you?"    

    

Although he trusted Jun Mo's strength, there were also many powerful figures in the Divine Realm. There were even five people who had divine crystals in their hands. They could use the divine crystals to display strength that far exceeded their own. Even if Jun Mo's strength was unparalleled, he might not be able to withstand it.    

    

"I'll handle it." Jun Mo smiled faintly, as though he was not worried about the upcoming battle.    

    

Seeing Jun Mo's calm face, Miao Lin's heart could not help but ripple. He was still so confident in the current situation. Just how strong was he now?    

    

In a void, a white robe figure stood in the void. His expression was incomparably sharp. Countless golden divine swords circled around him, and the swords hummed as they emitted a shocking sword aura, as though they could destroy this world.    

    

This figure was none other than Jia Yu. His gaze swept across the surrounding void and said indifferently, "Let's end this battle here."    

    

The space was silent, and there was no response.    

    

Jia Ye did not say anything else. He raised his head and looked at the sky. In an instant, an extremely terrifying scene appeared in the sky. A terrifying vortex condensed at a shocking speed, and a terrifying fluctuation spread out from it, causing the heavens and earth to become incomparably oppressive. The vast void began to distort violently as though it was about to collapse and shatter.    

    

The whirlpool became larger and larger, as if it was going to cover the entire world. The whirlpool released extremely dazzling Sword Path Light, so bright that it was difficult for people to open their eyes. Numerous terrifying Sword Intent descended from the whirlpool and turned into sword shadows that pierced through the heavens and earth, wiping out everything.    

    

"Everything, just destroy."    

    

Jia Yu muttered. After saying that, he clenched his fist, and suddenly, a shocking explosion sounded out between the heavens and earth. In the next moment, countless golden divine swords whistled out from the whirlpool and attacked in different directions. Wherever they passed by, they instantly turned into nothingness, leaving no traces behind, as if they had never existed.    

    

"So powerful Sword Tao." Seeing the scene over there, Chu Feng said in a low voice with a serious expression. Even though they were extremely far away, the golden divine swords had directly covered the battlefield and destroyed the space. It could be seen that they contained extremely powerful power.    

    

Not only Chu Feng, even Jiang Xingzhou's eyes revealed a hint of seriousness. He was a Sword Dao King Body. Other than Qin Xuan, there was no one else in his generation who could pressure him with his Sword Dao. However, at this moment, a trace of pressure appeared in his heart.    

    

"Among the Kṣitigarbha Six High Officials, there is a High Official known as Jia Ye High Official. He is skilled in the Sword Dao. This person should be the successor of the Jia Ye High Official." Yan Qingyun suddenly said. Hearing those words, a strange light flashed across everyone's eyes. No wonder he was so powerful. It turned out that he was the successor of the High Official.    

    

At that moment, a patch of red appeared in the air. A figure slowly appeared. It was Zhuang Shiwu. His clothes were stained with blood, and his body was slightly bent. His aura was somewhat weak, and it was obvious that he had suffered a serious injury.    

    

Jia Yu looked at Zhuang Shiwu, and his expression was somewhat astonished. However, he quickly recovered and said, “You can still survive under my sword. Your strength is stronger than I had expected. However, you still can’t escape defeat.”    

    

Zhuang Shiwu looked at Jia Yu from afar. There was not much of a change in his pale face. He had already done his best in this battle. There was nothing to be regretful about.    

    

“Although I have been defeated, the final victory will definitely belong to the Divine World,” Zhuang Shiwu said. His calm voice seemed to contain great confidence.    

    

A sharp light shot out from Jia Yu’s eyes. The victory belonged to the Divine World?    

    

What a fantasy.    

    

“With your strength, are you qualified to say such arrogant words?” Jia Yu sneered and ridiculed. In his opinion, the victory naturally belonged to Ksitigarbha.    

    

Zhuang Shiwu did not respond to Jia Yu’s words. He looked at the void where the other Divine World legions were. His eyes shone with a bright light as he said in a clear voice, “I can only accompany all of you until here. I hope that all of you can win the final victory and protect the glory of the Divine World!”    

    

As his voice fell, Zhuang Shiwu crushed the divine talisman. A divine light shone, and in the next moment, Zhuang Shiwu and the divine light disappeared!    

    


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