Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 232: Breaking the Nine Forbidden with One Strike?
’He’s a Divine Child!’
Hate, remorse, and even immense regret and despair filled Guan Yusu’s heart.
’If only I could do it all over again...’ Even if Guan Cangyun had died, even if she and Ye Tianling shared a world-shaking enmity, she would have willingly become a dog. Just as she had said, she would have let Ye Tianling do as he pleased and never resisted, all to beg for a sliver of status.
’As long as I could have followed the Divine Child’s path, in the future... I could have aimed for the Holy Dao, and even the Supreme Divine Dao!’
’A pity...’
Guan Yusu was utterly unreconciled, lost in despair, but her consciousness still gradually sank into eternal darkness.
Her so-called trump cards were useless before this peerless killing intent.
This was the result of developing killing intent toward a Divine Child and acting on it. When fate, Life Chart, and Qi Fortune clashed head-on, strength was not always the deciding factor.
"I hate this—"
Guan Yusu let out a final, hoarse scream as her body crackled with a SIZZLE. Within the golden-red flames, she was reduced to ashes in an instant.
At the scene, the many cultivators who witnessed this unfold felt a chill run down their spines.
Guan Yusu, Qin Shuzong... they were existences at the Half-step Sword Tribulation Realm!
And now, experts of such a Realm were being slaughtered by Ye Tianling like chickens and dogs?
At this moment, the way all the cultivators looked at Ye Tianling had changed.
Some of Long Fengyang’s claims no longer seemed to hold water.
And this Ye Tianling, despite only being at the Half-step Sword Spirit Realm, possessed a battle power that was even more terrifying than the Nine Forbidden.
’If you count the realms, isn’t he jumping over twelve small realms?’
At this thought, many of the cultivators couldn’t help but gasp.
"His Dragon Blood from the Cyan Dragon Race was crippled?"
"His Dragon Soul was severed?"
"Has he already recovered, or was he never at his strongest to begin with? Is his current state just a weakened one?"
"If this really is a weakened state, then what terrifying level does he reach at his peak?"
"The Nine Swords Sect is in for quite a show now."
"What a slap in the face. Just the other day, the Ten Thousand Swords Sacred Land directly ordered Ye Tianling’s expulsion from the Sect, and that no Holy Land or Sect on good terms with them was to recruit him as a disciple. Heh, with Ye Tianling’s current battle power, I bet many of those Sect Holy Lands already regret agreeing to the Ten Thousand Swords Sacred Land’s demand."
"Not necessarily. After all, Ye Tianling has a Double Void Body, so he can’t achieve Stepping into the Void. That means his battle power has a limit, whereas those other Saint Sons and Saintesses have limitless potential. In terms of value, Divine Child Ye Tianling might not... still be valuable in the future."
"That... is indeed a major problem. But looking at Divine Child Ye Tianling’s current accomplishments and opportunities, I’m afraid the mere Void Realm won’t be able to stop him."
"It’s hard to say. After all, not even a Celestial Mandate Divine Son can easily shake the rules of heaven and earth. This Ye Tianling... is still just the son of a Double Void Body. His foundations are far too lacking."
"It’s truly a shame. Such a world-shaking Divine Child, yet mocked by the world. Has our generation of Saint Children really reached such a ruthless point?"
"I, for one, believe Divine Child Ye Tianling will rise against the odds! Haven’t you seen what he’s been through these past six months? He has been rising continuously, and he has never once fallen!"
...
Some cultivators sighed with emotion.
Others empathized with Ye Tianling’s plight.
Not every Saint Son and Saintess has a smooth journey. Being questioned, criticized, and even looked down upon were common occurrences.
In fact, the majority of Saint Sons and Saintesses were those who rose from adversity.
Thus, Ye Tianling’s situation was gradually winning over the crowd.
The many cultivators who had been eager to leave now stopped in their tracks, no longer in a hurry to head to the Cyan Dragon Race.
Ye Tianling retracted his Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword, his gaze locking directly onto Chen Fengyan.
Chen Fengyan shuddered, and a look of apprehension appeared in his eyes. He said, "Ye Tianling, your expulsion from the Sect was a demand from the Holy Land. Though I argued against it based on reason, how could I defy the will of a Holy Land?
"As for this time, we are only here to maintain the operation of the Celestial Travel Transmission Array. We have no intention of going to the Cyan Dragon Race, and we have no quarrel with you.
"They had a history with you. Since you have already slain them, let this matter end here.
"From now on, the Nine Swords Sect will diligently cultivate Ye Shuiyan and Wang Yufei."
Chen Fengyan had chosen to give up on being Ye Tianling’s enemy—of course, this was merely a temporary, feigned compliance.
"Hm? Are you done with your last words?"
Ye Tianling said faintly.
"Hm? Ye Tianling, what do you mean? Are you telling me you won’t even spare me, your Sect Master, an elder who once recognized your talent and showed you favor?"
Chen Fengyan adopted the bearing of a Grandmaster and spoke in a clear, resonant voice.
He was trying to sway public opinion to pressure Ye Tianling not to act.
But Ye Tianling wasn’t buying it.
"Heh, so what if others are watching? So what if I’m ungrateful? I’m sure you all had a hand in fanning the flames of my reputation as a Demon, didn’t you? But it doesn’t matter. Because I, Ye Tianling, have never cared what irrelevant people think of me. As long as the people I care about know what kind of person I am, that’s enough!
"What does the rest of the world have to do with me?"
As he spoke, Ye Tianling attacked directly.
Chen Fengyan had now stepped into the Sword Tribulation Realm, at the Sword Tribulation First Refining. His strength was considerable.
Moreover, the man was calculating, cunning, and had plenty of trump cards.
Therefore, Ye Tianling gathered his Dragon Blood, burned a wisp of Dragon Soul Power, and activated the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword!
From several hundred meters away, the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword in Ye Tianling’s hand trembled violently before suddenly shooting forward to kill.
VMMMM—
A bloody halo flowed over the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword. The power of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Controlling Immortal Sword Technique activated on its own, coursing through the blade.
After Ye Tianling burned a wisp of Dragon Blood and Dragon Soul Power, his entire being seemed to enter a state of Harmonization Dao. The imposing will of his Emperor’s Qi Sword Body’s Venerable Dominating Body seemed to gather entirely, condensing within the sword.
It was a truly invincible, solipsistic will and might—powerful and world-shaking.
The bloody light exploded as the Blood Sword shot across the sky to kill. It covered an area of over a hundred meters, like a roaring sanguine light and a shattering thunderbolt.
The blood-colored thunder and lightning merged with the imposing will of the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword, enveloping Chen Fengyan completely.
KRA-KA—
The bloody killing intent combined with the Power of Destruction from the thunder and lightning. This single sword strike carried a monstrous might, ferocious and unrivaled in its slaughter.
That sword strike was unstoppable, even more ferocious and shocking than the ones before.
"This strike—"
The many cultivators watching could not help but gasp.
Even for them, Saint Sons and Saintesses from the Fifth to Ninth Refining of the Sword Tribulation Realm, facing such an attack would be incredibly difficult.
"Is this a Spirit Transformation strike?"
"It contains Transcendent Divinity? It’s Breaking a Taboo?"
"This battle power has broken the Nine Forbidden. Look at the changes in the bloody Dao-rhythm."
"Brother Wen, I’m afraid another peerless figure is about to emerge among our generation of Saint Sons and Saintesses."
"I agree with Brother Zhang’s assessment."
...
The group was abuzz with discussion, their pupils constricting as they focused intently on the battle.
Even though it was a very simple, one-sided slaughter that lasted only a few breaths...
Ye Tianling’s strength was now crystal clear.
No matter what trump cards were used, the power that could be unleashed was, in the end, still power!
