Nine Revolutions Star Technique-Chapter 426 - 428: What Did You Say?

The "Nine Imperial Mountain God Seal" after all is just an Earth-grade top-quality cultivation method.

Although its power is immense, it has many restrictions.

However.

In today’s battle, Ye Qingchen shattered Chuanning’s God Seal, and even demolished his own heart’s faith, Xiliang Mountain, not only without breaking Chuanning’s Dao heart, but instead helping him to break through and establish a new one.

Now, his means are no longer confined to techniques, for with just a wave of his palm, the power already surpasses the previous West Cold Mountain Seal several times over!

However.

Ye Qingchen also did not reveal his true strength!

"Gui Xu!"

With a deep shout from him. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Clang!"

A resounding sword chime.

Then, a dazzling sword light soared into the sky. As if a meteor reversed course, with rain streaming horizontally through the heavens.

Compared to that giant mountain imprint, thousands of feet in size.

This sword light was merely three feet seven inches, seemingly as insignificant as dust, as if it could be crushed at once. But in the end, the sword light sliced through the oncoming mountain imprint as easily as a knife through butter, splitting it in two.

It didn’t stop there, its momentum unimpeded, directly targeting Chuanning!

"How is this possible?"

In Chuanning’s eyes was a hint of horror.

In that instant.

He only felt an unprecedented killing intent sweep violently over him like a tidal wave, instantly enveloping him, making his skin prickle and causing his hair to stand on end involuntarily.

In that life-and-death moment, Chuanning urgently circulated his True Qi, twisting his body to the extreme, half a turn!

However.

Ye Qingchen’s sword was so swift, that even though Chuanning tried to dodge at the brink of life and death, he still couldn’t avoid it.

"Swoosh!"

The sound of ripping silk echoed, and the sword light, with formidable force, pierced through Chuanning’s shoulder, tearing away massive flesh and splashing blood.

"Ah!"

Chuanning screamed in agony, plummeting from the air.

After he landed, he stumbled backward several steps before finally stabilizing. When he looked at Ye Qingchen again, there was no longer the composure and calm from before; there was only fear.

"How is this possible?"

He thought that by reaching the Celestial Saint Ninth Layer and achieving the Supreme Celestial Saint’s form, he could remain undefeated, but who knew he would still be beaten by Ye Qingchen’s sword?

"You think the Celestial Saint Ninth Layer is something impressive, but in my eyes, it’s just average!"

Ye Qingchen said lightly.

"I don’t believe it!"

Chuanning roared, taking a sudden step forward. With a tearing sound, his robe split open, and his body expanded several inches.

A vast, terrifying aura surged from him, like thousands of mammoth elephants stampeding at once.

This was undoubtedly the "Mountain Scripture" once used by Shan Xuantong.

However, even when Shan Xuantong circulated all his essence blood, he could only step twice, whereas Chuanning disregarded everything, with each step, his aura grew several times over.

By the time he reached the seventh step, Chuanning’s aura had already returned to when he first entered the Celestial Saint Ninth Layer.

However.

He still didn’t care and stepped out the eighth step.

"Boom!"

Instantly, Chuanning’s aura increased once more. The ground around him could no longer withstand this terrifying power, frantically shattering and collapsing. Endless cracks spread and surged, almost covering the entire West Cold Mountain.

But Chuanning remained unsatisfied. His eyes bloodshot, his essence blood almost turned into a blood mist rising from his head. Yet in that moment, Chuanning, in a frenzy, boldly stepped into the ninth step!

"Boom!"

The air around him exploded, his blood nearly all surged out of his body, forming a vast blood mist enveloping him.

Simultaneously.

Chuanning suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with electricity:

"Ye Qingchen, I today stake my hundred and twenty years of cultivation and this entire Qi blood on this final strike, I don’t know if you dare to take this strike!"

Boom!

Having said this, he didn’t wait for Ye Qingchen’s answer, his entire being already with this overwhelming aura, rushed up to the sky, tearing through the void, like a hurricane of complete destruction, pressing towards Ye Qingchen.

Even at the foot of West Cold Mountain, distant as it was, everyone could sense a dreadful oppressive force descending from nowhere, making the surrounding void seem like a mire, as if even breathing became extremely difficult.

Those with slightly weaker cultivation were even frightened to their knees, trembling all over.

"Good!"

Facing Chuanning’s all-stake strike, Ye Qingchen slowly raised his head.

And stretched out his right hand.

Swoosh!

In the void, the Gui Xu Sword with a flash of sword light, flew into his palm.

Sword in hand.

In that moment, Ye Qingchen’s demeanor suddenly changed.

However, Chuanning remained undeterred, that fierce light had already rushed to Ye Qingchen’s face in an instant, and even then, Ye Qingchen could discern Chuanning’s death-defying expression.

"It’s over!"

Chuanning’s expression was solemn.

Before the vast sweeping light, only Ye Qingchen stood alone there. He lifted his head, looked at the oncoming light, and suddenly gripped the Gui Xu Sword in his hand.

"Yes, it should end!"

"Boom!"

Just at the moment he gripped the Gui Xu Sword, his long hair behind him danced without wind, the whole person just like a drawn divine sword, sharp and dominating!

Simultaneously, he lightly swung, and in a low voice shouted:

"True Martial Sword!"

This sword seemed to slash out horizontally, heavily cleaving onto the sweeping light.

Crash!

In everyone’s eyes, West Cold Mountain suddenly erupted in dazzling spiritual light, under this light, even the glory of the sun and moon dimmed. The whole world seemed to be filled with only this brilliance.

A vast Powerful Qi erupted from West Cold Mountain, sweeping through the entire peak. With a ’crack’, the enormous West Cold could no longer support such terrifying strength, collapsing like a frail structure, in countless incredulous gazes.

A sudden wind rose from the foot of the mountain, countless trees around were instantly shredded, even the entire Xiliang City was not spared, directly razed to the ground by this fierce wind.

Even the likes of Su Muzhe and Shan Xuan Yi, among the strongest Celestial Saints, were forced to retreat under this sudden wind.

However.

Their eyes were fixed steadfastly ahead.

"Who won and who lost?"

More people were eager to know the outcome of this battle.

"Haha, it must be the Hall Master who won!"

"Under the Hall Master’s final strike, no matter how strong Ye Qingchen is, he couldn’t withstand!"

Countless disciples of the Celestial God Sect shouted.

"Indeed!"

Second Guardian Shan Xuan Yi slowly nodded, and said:

"At the last moment, the Hall Master not only broke through the shackles, reaching the Celestial Saint Ninth Layer, but also utilized the ’Mountain Scripture’! Even Ye Qingchen, under these circumstances, is like a clay chicken and pottery dog!"

Shan Xuan Yi, as one of the strongest Celestial Saints, made the final conclusion for this battle, and everyone nodded in agreement.

"Grandpa, is it true Mr. Ye is lost?"

The girl asked with tears in her eyes, her voice trembling.

Elder Wu did not speak, his expression indifferent. Although he wasn’t inclined to believe it, having witnessed Chuanning’s final strike earlier, he couldn’t help but worry to the extreme.

Only Su Muzhe narrowed his eyes, staring intently at West Cold Mountain.

"Haha, Ye Qingchen! You really took heaven’s road and didn’t walk it, but entered Hell’s gate by yourself? You said that our Celestial God Sect can’t provoke you, right? Let’s see now if we can provoke you?"

At the thought of the youth who appeared like a god or demon in front of him earlier, now likely already crushed to pieces on West Cold Mountain, Shan Kun couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

The other people of the Celestial God Sect, hearing this, also wore smiles on their faces.

However.

That smile barely formed before it froze completely.

Only to hear a voice come from the distant void:

"What did you say?"

Everyone shuddered, looking up.

They saw.

A young boy in a green robe, with a long sword on his back, slowly descending from the already ruined West Cold Mountain, with hands behind his back. Upon seeing this youth’s face again, the people of the Celestial God Sect simultaneously turned pale, as if seeing a specter!

It was indeed Ye Qingchen!