Overriding the Heaven

When Chu Yan held the rusty broken sword in his hand, it was like scrap iron.    

But the moment Chu Yan brandished his sword, the dazzling light, in an instant, like the bright moon in the sky, the milky way spilled out. A cool, sharp, pure, and noble aura instantly gushed out.    

It was as if the entire darkness had been coated with a layer of quiet, pure white at this moment.    

And this pure white was full of the sharpness of cleaving through the darkness of dawn!    

One slash!    

A cold light!    

The entire upper realm seemed to have been sliced apart.    

Time had stopped, space had stopped.    

Seeing this scene, the originally surging emotions of the cultivators all calmed down.    

However, a never before seen fear emerged in Zhao Wuji's eyes.    

A sense of impending doom overwhelmed him.    

Swish!    

The red link between Zhao Wuji and Tang Lianxing was immediately severed when the tip of the sword was pointed at him. It disintegrated in an instant, as if it was melted into that silver sword ray.    

"How is this possible!"    

Zhao Wuji couldn't help but exclaim in surprise as his eyes widened.    

At that moment, he could clearly sense that there was no longer any connection between him and Tang Lianxing.    

Chu Yan's attack not only severed the connection between them and his life, but also directly broke the Gu worm he planted in Tang Lianxing's body.    

"That's impossible! No sacred art or cultivation technique would be able to break this life graft technique! "Impossible!"    

Zhao Wuji roared repeatedly and flew into a rage. The muscles on his face started to twitch and twist.    

It was unknown whether his body was trembling out of anger or fear.    

Ye Zichen turned his head and looked towards Chu Yan.    

At this moment, he noticed that the mottled broken sword in Chu Yan's hand looked like it was reborn!    

The entire blade was nine feet long!    

The nine foot long sword!    

The sword was wrapped in a bright moonlight that continuously vibrated. With just a slight movement, it seemed like it would cut through the milky way and shake the stars!    

At this moment, just by glancing at Jing Yue, Zhao Wuji could feel waves of cutting pain in his soul.    

Suddenly, he came back to his senses.    

"It's this magic treasure!"    

Zhao Wuji's gaze was fixed on Jing Yue.    

He instantly understood.    

However, it was already too late.    

"Zhao Wuji, use all of your trump cards. You will not be able to escape today!"    

Chu Yan let out a long roar as he swung his sword.    

In the blink of an eye, innumerable figures appeared in the sky and on the ground. It was unknown just how many of them were there.    

In the midst of this storm-like shadow, the sharpness of the sword rays converged from all directions.    

"How dare you, Chu Yan!"    

Zhao Wuji acted tough, but was weak inside. He roared furiously, "I am a chosen cultivator from the ancient country, I have unparalleled luck and I am qualified to be in Glory City. You will be making an enemy out of the ancient country by killing me!"    

Chu Yan sneered, "You think you are qualified to represent the ancient country?"    

One slash, sweep!    

The brilliant moon poured down, covering the entire sky.    

BOOM!    

It was like a great river surging and surging.    

"Pfft!" Zhao Wuji spurted out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.    

The wounds on his body continued to appear unceasingly.    

Blood spurted out.    

The space that he flew through was also shattered.    

"Asura Divine Annihilation Armor!"    

A thick layer of armor had just covered Zhao Wuji's body, but Jing Yue's sword light instantly shattered the armor.    

The billions of rays of sword energy in the sky turned into a vortex.    

In the center of the whirlpool, Zhao Wuji was screaming as blood spurted out from his body.    

… ….    

This scene shocked everyone present.    

At this moment, the three cultivators from the ancient country also became silent.    

Even the martial uncle who had been praising Zhao Wuji to the point of wanting to praise him to the heavens also stopped moving at this moment.    

"To think that... "He really won..."    

"Emperor Taiqing... Oh no, Zhao Wuji lost … "    

"No, absolutely not!"    

"Emperor Taiqing's mana is profound, and he is also the youngest in the ancient true immortal realms. How could he be defeated like this!"    

"Yes!" He must have other tricks up his sleeve! "    

"He must have more tricks up his sleeves!"    

At this time, Zhao Wuji's supporters were also anticipating the miracle that would happen. They were hoping that Zhao Wuji would suddenly erupt and turn the situation around.    

However, Chu Yan would never give Zhao Wuji such an opportunity.    

The nine foot sword light was held horizontally in his hand.    

Weng! Weng! Waves of trembling could be heard.    

The sharp, pure, bright, and transparent sword beams seemed to be able to cleanse countless worlds.    

All the filth would be wiped away with a single sword strike.    

"Zhao Wuji, die!"    

That was Chu Yan's first conclusion of the day.    

It was also Zhao Wuji's last trial.    

As the sound of his voice faded, Qin Wentian stabbed out with his sword, separating the two by ten thousand miles.    

A single sword strike had pierced through the heavens.    

One sword attack, Brilliant Nine Prefectures.    

Inside the whirlpool, Zhao Wuji's heart was beating wildly.    

The feeling of imminent catastrophe scared him out of his wits.    

He wiped the blood from his face and glared forward.    

In this glance, one could see an endless amount of Haoyue in the sky.    

His soul seemed to have been penetrated, swallowed, and annihilated at this moment.    

Boom!    

The sword light was like a pillar that swept through the sky, penetrating through the center of the whirlpool.    

Zhao Wuji instantly let out a miserable shriek.    

His body crackled like porcelain, exploding into countless crisscrossing cracks.    

Countless amounts of true essence gushed out from the crevice.    

The overflowing Spiritual Energy formed a terrifying storm in the surroundings.    

Dragon, tiger, lion, leopard, snake, bear … Countless phantoms twisted and appeared behind him before disappearing at top speed.    

Under Chu Yan's attack, Primordius Limitless Body also began to disintegrate.    

Just when everyone was shocked, Chu Yan suddenly stepped forward.    

At the same time, he grabbed Jing Yue and shouted loudly.    

Just like the loud sound of water being poured in, the Dao of Life was immediately stimulated to the limit.    

At this point in time, the path of wisdom had become the most powerful.    

Chu Yan's eyes shone with an unparalleled light. In an instant, he found the core that controlled Primordius in the depths of his sea of consciousness through the constantly distorting shadow on Zhao Wuji's body.    

"Break!"    

Chu Yan spoke one word, "A war of words."    

The tip of the sword pierced forward.    

It was as if a silver ray of light had pierced through the shackles of space and time and directly appeared in the depths of Zhao Wuji's sea of consciousness and touched his core.    

Ka-cha!    

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened in fear, despair, unwillingness, and hatred. All kinds of expressions gathered together.    

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something more.    

However, there were no more chances!    

Chu Yan twisted the sword in his hand.    

The whirlpool formed by the sword light rotated violently.    

BOOM!    

All of his strength was being squeezed inwards.    

The power that could destroy an entire galaxy instantly exploded Zhao Wuji into pieces.    

However, at this time, Chu Yan retreated instead of advancing.    

With a movement of his body, he immediately rushed to the center of the explosion.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]