Supreme Divine Book

This was a huge mountain located in the area between the Towering Wind Hall and the Merak Hall.    

Ling Jianfeng was capable of drawing out five mountains, such as a sharp blade.    

It stood in the middle of the clouds, exuding an unparalleled and majestic Qi that could support the heavens and support the earth.    

On the stage where Ling Jianfeng stood, two hundred-meter-tall stone sword statues were erected.    

Both statues had swords pointed downwards. About a third of the swords sank into the ground.    

Even so, the two sword statues still gave off a sharp aura.    

At this moment, the surrounding square of the stage was already filled with people. Everyone's eyes were focused on a figure in the sky above the gigantic sword sculpture in front of them.    

On the sword hilt of the Giant Sword Statue, Gold Rain Sword Saint sat cross-legged with one hand holding onto a divine sword. The tip of the godly sword was pointed vertically down, pressing against the stone floor beside him.    

Shen Chao slightly closed his eyes. Wearing black clothes, he gave off an exceptionally strong aura.    

With him at the center, every inch of space within a radius of a dozen meters was sprinkled with golden rain. The drizzle flew in the air. This seemingly ordinary golden rain gently danced in the air while surging with an extremely sharp aura.    

"It really is Gold Rain Sword Saint Shen Chao."    

Han Chen who had arrived at Ling Jian Mountain with a curious attitude stood at the back of the crowd, and looked at Shen Chao who was on the Giant Sword Statue with interest.    

Previously, during the Thousand Veins Martial Competition, Han Chen had seen his opponent before.    

At that time, the first feeling the Gold Rain Sword Saint gave him was that he was looking at an incomparably sharp sword. And now, the aura emanating from his body was becoming more and more powerful.    

"Shen Chao, there's still one month until the Hundred Year Auction that you promised earlier. What are you doing here so early?"    

Just at this time, another imposing figure appeared in the sky, looking down from above, as though he was looking down at Shen Chao.    

This person was not Returning Sword Saint, but another expert of the Sacred Gate.    

However, Gold Rain Sword Saint didn't even bat an eyelid as he indifferently replied, "A month's time is only a blink of an eye. If I come earlier, I'll be able to adjust myself to my peak state."    

All the people from the Sacred Gate were startled, it could be seen that the Gold Rain Sword Saint valued him and the Returning Sword Saint's one hundred year agreement very much.    

"Heh, Shen Chao, I remember that the person who set this one hundred year agreement back then was you, right! And Returning Sword Saint did not agree to let you spar with her. "    

"Since I'm here, I will definitely wait for him." His tone remained indifferent.    

Gold Rain Sword Saint's attitude, however, made the other party unhappy.    

Shen Chao, I have told you so much but you have never looked at me. Aren't you being a little too respectful to me?    

"The person we are waiting for is the Returning Sword Saint. We do not wish to talk about anyone else."    

"You!"    

The Saint Gate expert was furious, this Gold Rain Sword Saint was embarrassing him in front of so many people, he was simply going too far. Hmph, Shen Chao, although I can't compare to the Returning Sword Saint, but I have some achievements in sword arts. Today, let me ask you for advice on your Gold Rain Sword Saint's best moves. "    

With that, a majestic sword intent that was like a mountain swept out from the body of the wind in the western part of the city.    

The surging and boundless sword aura was like a flood dragon that hovered around his body.    

"He's also a Sword Saint!" At the back of the crowd, Han Chen's eyes congealed, a few traces of shock flowing out of his eyes.    

The people from the Sacred Gate subconsciously retreated a few steps back, their faces filled with anticipation.    

This was a rare scene in a battle between Sword Saints.    

However, Shen Chao did not have the intention to fight with Xi Cheng Feng, and indifferently said: "My opponent is the Returning Sword Saint, the others, I do not want to fight!"    

"Hey!" "West Wind sneered and said disdainfully." If your Gold Rain Sword Saint can't even beat me, how can you fight against my Returning Sword Saint? "    

"In that case, make your move!" Shen Chao slowly opened his eyes. That sharp gaze of his revealed two streams of dazzling flowing light that seemed to date back to a thousand years.    

"Hmph, you want me to make the first move? Gold Rain Sword Saint, what about you? " West Side Wind Road.    

"I'll follow."    

Simply these two words seemed to be a form of contempt.    

The wind in the western part of the city suddenly became furious. With a flick of his palm, a three foot long azure rainbow sword started to shine with an exceptionally dazzling brilliance.    

"Shen Chao, if you look down on me, then you are completely wrong."    

"Boom!"    

Endless sword intent whistled in all directions, and the sky suddenly distorted severely.    

An ice-cold gale suddenly rose, causing the heaven and earth to darken. In that instant, countless sharp sword silhouettes instantly enveloped the entire stage.    

The might of the west city's Wind Sword filled the entire city, gathering power from all around, attacking directly towards the Gold Rain Sword Saint in front.    

This sword was as powerful as mountains and rivers.    

It radiated with a sweeping aura.    

Especially in a situation where he had seized the initiative, the power of the West Wind was unstoppable.    

The people from the various sacred sects in the audience all applauded. No matter how strong the Gold Rain Sword Saint was, it was likely that they would not be able to withstand West City Wind's attack.    

"Shen Chao, take my sword!"    

"Buzz buzz!"    

Suddenly, at this moment, a gust of cold wind swept over. The golden drizzle that was dancing in the air rose up like an angry propeller.    

Shen Chao's eyes flashed, and he slashed his sword.    

"Whoosh!"    

Accompanied by an ear-piercing metallic sound, a thousand meter wide sword shadow pierced through the sky, flying straight towards the howling wind of the western city.    

What?    

West City Wind's face changed as he hurriedly retreated to block.    

However, Shen Chao's sword attack had arrived like lightning. An especially terrifying impact, solid hit right in front of West City Wind.    

"Bang bang!"    

The space distorted to the extreme, and a heavy bang exploded in everyone's ears like a clap of thunder.    

Immediately after, under the astonished gazes of everyone in the arena, the people of West Wind City, armed with their swords, were thrown out at the same time. He landed directly on the stage.    

"Hiss!"    

This sudden scene made everyone in the arena suck in a breath of cold air.    

One sword. He only used one sword!    

As another Sword Saint, Xi Cheng Feng had lost to Gold Rain Sword Saint Shen Chao.    

Everyone below the stage had their eyes opened wide, even Han Chen who was standing in the rear frowned, his face filled with deep astonishment.    

Shen Chao still sat in his original position steadily, the divine sword in his hand returning to its previous posture.    

With a calm gaze, he looked at Xi Cheng Feng who was on the ground, "Based on your level, you can only be considered a 'quasi-Sword Saint'. Your understanding of sword arts is simply a mess."    

Each word was as sharp as a needle. The Western City was completely disgraced. They truly wished they could find a hole to hide in.    

In the next moment, an extraordinary looking middle-aged man walked up to them.    

"Not only Dong Fangyue, but I also want to seek advice from Gold Rain Sword Saint."