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Nan Lingsha withdrew her gaze.

At that moment, she saw Zhu Minglang’s palm, which was covered in sword patterns emitting the light of azure blood!

She glanced again at the Sword Spirit Dragon, which had finally consumed the last bit of blood, the blood from the tiger’s mouth of Wen Mengru, the Sword Master, just like the fresh blood that dripped onto the Sword Spirit when Zhu Minglang practiced his swordplay daily.

Most of the time, the man before her gave Nan Lingsha the impression of being elegantly amiable, even reserved and casual, but at this moment, Zhu Minglang’s eyes seemed to blaze with flames, making it impossible to look directly at him.

The temperament he exuded underwent a tremendous change as the sword patterns spread, with a heroic aura that was sharp and unruly

“Let’s see your true self then,” Nan Lingsha shook her head, indicating she had no intention of choosing any more opponents.

Since these people had all come for Zhu Minglang,

let Zhu Minglang take care of it himself.

And Nan Lingsha knew that her coming to protect him was actually somewhat superfluous.

All she needed to do was to watch

“Fine.”

“I had thought I would never be able to wield a sword again in my life, but Mo Ye’s existence has changed everything,” Zhu Minglang said to Nan Lingsha. These words seemed more to be addressed to himself.

Behind the General Statue on Tomb Mountain, two sneaky figures had already arrived.

One of them was even holding a black sword in his hand, a sword enveloped in dark mist, which also shrouded Zhao Wu in an eerie shadow.

He was approaching Zhu Minglang.

He was also watching the Sword Spirit Dragon in the air.

And Zhao Chen, trailing a bit behind, had a Bone Dragon in front of him, which was extremely sinister and even more terrifying in this tomb area.

In size, the Bone Dragon was not huge, but the people on the Mysterious Wall could tell that it was a Bone Dragon Monarch!

Another Monarch Level.

It seems that those who dare to climb to the highest peak of Tomb Mountain all had Monarch Level strength!

The Royal Family brothers had already set their hearts on attacking Zhu Minglang; they did not want to waste their energy entangling with the Sword Spirit Dragon.

They were very, very close to Zhu Minglang!

Finally, Zhao Wu made the first move.

He swooped like a night pigeon, rapidly crossing by the General Statue, with his black sword stirring up a black wind of Sword Qi, making his move even more swift and strange!

At the same time, the patterns on Zhu Minglang’s palm shone extremely bright.

Knowing there was killing intent behind him, Zhu Minglang did not turn around. He stretched out his hand and called out:

“Sword Spirit Dragon—Sword Awakening!”

The Sword Spirit Dragon soared in the air; its sword body was so heated it seemed as though it had just been taken out of a forge.

It flew towards Zhu Minglang.

It flew into Zhu Minglang’s hand!

Zhu Minglang grasped it tightly, and in an instant, a surge of Sword Power swept out from Zhu Minglang as its epicenter.

This Sword Power was not just any aura but more like a heat wave released from a forge. One could see the scorching hot Qi surge as if heavenly flames were plunging into the mortal world’s land, overwhelming and turbulent, magnificent yet terrifying!

Sword threads wrapped around Zhu Minglang’s arm.

The sword patterns in his palm resonated with the inscriptions on the sword hilt; the Azure Blood Inscriptions sealed within the sword were now fully awakened at this moment!

However, the power was no longer bursting forth from the Sword Spirit Dragon alone.

The Sword Spirit Dragon and Zhu Minglang had merged into one, with the soul of azure blood awakening as if within Zhu Minglang’s own spirit, the Ancient Sword vast, yet upon Zhu Minglang’s body!

“I am as ephemeral as an insect,”

“The Sword as vast as the heavens!”

Zhu Minglang intoned softly, yet in that instant, he elegantly chopped down towards his own back!!

His swordplay was clean and direct, without any deception, so familiar that it seemed branded into his soul. To others, it looked as though Zhu Minglang stood still with his sword

But he had already made his move, the Sword Power he slashed out was like the dawn breaking, like the moonlight in the night sky.

Zhao Wu, who came with a sneak attack, paled before Zhu Minglang’s stroke, and his motion abruptly halted when the slash swept over him!

Frozen there, his chest revealed a red mark.

Suddenly, the mark spouted blood mist, and those around could even hear the sound of the blood spraying, terribly startling.

The black sword fell from his hand, Zhao Wu knelt to the ground, his head buried down, motionless, but blood continued to spurt from his chest, staining a large swath of the black soil before him.

“Crack!” That General Statue suddenly snapped at the trajectory of an upward slash.

The enormous General Statue, its legs and the parts above the legs, began to slide away from each other.

“Boom!!!!!!!”

The General Statue crashed down, causing a tremor in the Nine Army Tomb Mountain.

On the Mysterious Wall, tens of thousands of people felt a chill in their souls at the same moment.

The most prominent statue standing on the General Grave Mountain, a symbol in itself, was just cut down by one sword strike!!!

And this person was none other than Zhu Minglang, the fallen genius who challenged all forces!

In the Nine Army Cemetery, Tomb Mountain towers high, and the position Zhu Minglang stood at this moment was also the highest point. He stood there as if he had never made a move, but that simple backward slash left hundreds of thousands in the Imperial City in awe!!

The wind gently swept, tangling the hair.

While his momentum was like a rainbow, the surrounding air flow remained as serene as before.

Wen Mengru’s heart couldn’t calm down for a long time; she could feel the power of that sword, yet the sword was so fast that not even the wind could react!!

To train in swordsmanship, one starts by creating a sword wind.

That is, the strength and speed of the sword are enough to drive the air flow, forming a strong sword wind that howls past.

But Zhu Minglang’s sword, despite having ripped open Zhao Wu’s chest and having severed the General Statue, despite possessing enough force to cause a storm with the sword Qi, stirred no air waves and didn’t send the winds into disarray

Wen Mengru took a deep breath.

She gripped the sword in her hand a bit tighter, despite the pain in her palm, but as a Sword Master, such injuries were trivial.

Sword Masters rely not just on their Cultivation Base.

But also on their Sword Territory.

Those with deep realms, even if they only use Lord Level strength, can contend with Monarch Level Powerhouses.

Once, when Wen Mengru asked her elder sister why she lost so miserably even though her Cultivation Base was not weak, her sister told her that Zhu Minglang’s Sword Territory was exceedingly high. If he could further precipitate and enhance his cultivation, even she would not be Zhu Minglang’s opponent.

But at that time, Zhu Minglang was only seventeen years old.

Previously, she knew nothing about what Sword Territory meant.

Now she understood, she wanted even more to know just how much she differed from him!

Wen Mengru walked towards the highest point of Tomb Mountain.

Since Zhu Minglang took up his sword again.

She should fight again even more so!

“Perhaps, just as he said, we alone could no longer defeat him, but there are some things I will not surrender without a fight!” Huo Shangjun said in a deep voice.

Ye Guang of Godly Mortal Academy glanced at the wound on his shoulder.

It wasn’t very deep.

Similarly, his gaze was fixed on Zhu Minglang.

In Godly Mortal Academy, no one was more dazzling than him

Nor was there anyone in the Imperial City!

He once again ascended Tomb Mountain.

At the same time, other powerhouses who were confident in their might also climbed the mountain.

What Zhu Minglang wanted was for all of them to scram, and now that he had demonstrated immense strength, the best course of action was for everyone to join forces to deal with Zhu Minglang first!

The spiritual resources of so many forces, how could they possibly go to Zhu Minglang alone.

Only by killing Zhu Minglang could they slowly fight each other.

The genius of the forces, they wouldn’t accept it.

Even more so, people were not willing to let Zhu Minglang monopolize everything!

For a moment, all the disciples, Big Disciples, Chiefs, or those who had always concealed their strength from the forces in the Nine Army Tomb Mountain surged towards the peak of Tomb Mountain!

Zhu Minglang’s one sword had made everyone realize that he was the biggest threat.

More importantly, he had already declared before that he was the enemy of them all!