Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God-Chapter 1584: Xuanyuan Nine Swords

The three exchanged glances; this Demon Plant has devoured millions of lives to cultivate to its current state. Though it's not as powerful as the Demon Ancestor, it's considered a formidable Earth Rank Great Demon. Its survival in Ancestor Dragon City evidently indicates sanctioned existence.

As for why.

Undoubtedly to intimidate the minions of the Lower Three Rings. A century ago, a city massacre occurred; millions perished, and they used this Demon Plant to consume their flesh. The existence of this Demon Plant is a nail driven into the Lower Three Rings.

Even within the Ninth Ring, there are experts, but no one dares to uproot this Demon Plant because this tree represents the will of the eight noble families.

"Oh dear, this guy is acting up again."

"Let's go, this Demon Plant is formidable; we can't let Yunge get into trouble." Ji Wuyang sighed, knowing full well Xuanyuan Yunge's personality; he wouldn't think about why the Demon Plant exists.

His mind would certainly be focused on defeating the enemy.

Such directness defines his martial path.

Ji Wuyang and the others broke through the encirclement, chasing Xuanyuan Yunge, blocking the roots attacking him.

Xuanyuan Yunge glanced at Ji Wuyang and the others, then focused on the Demon Plant in front, closed his eyes, and took a breath.

His mind became blank, with only the image of a tree imprinted within his consciousness.

In the next moment.

Xuanyuan Yunge unsheathed his sword.

A glint of cold flashed across the blade, and in the next instant, the sword was drawn.

Clang.

The sword returned to its sheath.

Xuanyuan Yunge slowly opened his eyes, and the world seemed to halt at that moment. Yet, as color returned to the world, an unparalleled Sword Qi sliced through the Demon Plant's trunk.

This sword strike was incredibly fast and equally powerful. The Demon Plant's bark was scale-like and as hard as iron, with a heart akin to gold and stone; ordinary weapons find it hard to damage.

In Ancestor Dragon City, powerful Spiritual Weapons are forged from the bodies of Demon Beasts and Demon Plants.

But this Demon Plant was severed by Xuanyuan Yunge's sword; the trunk collapsed thunderously, and the massive tree crown tottered.

Ji Wuyang and the others were slightly tongue-tied watching Xuanyuan Yunge's strike, recognizing Xuanyuan Nine Swords as indeed Ancestor Dragon City's strongest sword technique.

Moving Mountain, Invert the Sea, Demon Suppressing, Demon Suppression, Commanding God, Plucking Stars, Severing Rivers, Crushing City, Opening Heaven—mastering even one of these nine swords suffices to establish oneself in Ancestor Dragon City.

And Xuanyuan Yunge clearly had mastered one of these sword moves.

To cut down an Earth Rank Demon Plant with a single sword; not even Golden Core Late Stage cultivators could achieve it so effortlessly. Xuanyuan Yunge's sword was strong, but required a moment to gather force, indicating he couldn't wield it at will yet.

Otherwise, Ancestor Dragon City's title of "the monstrous prodigy" would undoubtedly be his.

"The Dragon Blood Tree has fallen!"

Atop Flowers Pavilion, the Pavilion Master's expression subtly changed; the existence of the Dragon Blood Demon Plant was unquestionable. It was like a thorn in the hearts of those contemplating rebellion.

Simultaneously, various cultivators from West City watching the championship in midair wore varied expressions.

Most people in West City have long forgotten the history from a century ago; many struggle to live, hardly pondering the events of a hundred years ago.

But to West City's Golden Core Overlords, the fall of this Dragon Blood Tree bore significant implications.

"The Dragon Blood Tree has been felled; who did it?"

Faces changed in alarm; once news of the Dragon Blood Tree's fall reaches the ears of the Upper Three Rings' families, who knows if they will overreact and descend upon West City for another cleansing.

A century seems neither long nor short.

Some among them endured that brutal battle, the memory of that massacre now shadows their minds, never fading.

"It seems it's not people from our Ninth Ring."

"Isn't it?"

Someone secretly sighed in relief.

After slicing the Demon Plant, the incessantly entangling demon spiders and snake-like roots ceased their attack, and Xuanyuan Yunge and the others stepped back onto their Flying Swords.

"Yunge, you've acted impulsively; this Demon Plant here had its use."

Xuanyuan Yunge glanced at Ji Wuyang.

"Humph, when do we noble families need to rely on a tree to subdue hearts? As long as we are strong enough, who dares to rebel?"

"If no one could do it then, do you believe someone can today? If that truly is so, it merely reveals our inadequacy, nothing to blame for."

Xuanyuan Yunge's words left Ji Wuyang speechless; he thought Yunge was simply rash yet realized he understood.

"Yunge, you're impressive."

Liu Mang couldn't help but give a thumbs-up to Xuanyuan Yunge. If it were him, he'd hesitate; why shouldn't he, not being the rightful heir of his family? But Xuanyuan Yunge was different; he was the Xuanyuan Family's appointed heir, the Young Master.

"Pavilion Master, shall the championship continue amid this?"

Flowers Pavilion Master swept a gaze over those flying on swords afar; even as the heir to the Xuanyuan Family, the Young Master, the Pavilion Master eased her worried mind, fearing a Ninth Ring brute was behind the incident.

If it was this Young Master acting, then it's just a Demon Plant; once cut, it's done.

"Proceed."

Shi Lei and Yuan Bin returned with some embarrassment; their capabilities didn't target Demon Plants but were restrained by them. Back on the floral float, Yuan Bin's periphery kept landing on Xuanyuan Yunge and the others.

"They seem like scions from the Upper Three Rings."

Ancestor Dragon City boasts a strict hierarchy; you can distinguish by attire. The Lower Three Rings wear martial style, often made from beast hides and coarse cloth, with colors rarely pure—mostly grey or blue hues.

The Middle Three Rings display elegance in dress, coarser attire transformed into delicate garments with richer colors. However, within Ancestor Dragon City, certain colors are exclusive to the Upper Three Rings, like bright yellow, purple, crimson, etc.

Xuanyuan Yunge's white robe embroidered with bright yellow patterns is distinctively Upper Three Rings family embroidery, as is with Ji Wuyang's party.

"Brother Shi, do you recognize them? Their skills seem potent, particularly the one adorned in bright yellow clouds, wielding a sword that cleaved that Earth Rank Demon Plant. That sword's power is startling."

"Is this person possibly on the rising stars list?"

Yuan Bin speculated in inquiry.

Shi Lei glanced at Xuanyuan Yunge and the others, shaking his head: "They're not on the rising stars list; if they were, I'd know for sure."

"But they're indeed scions of Upper Three Rings families; only the Xuanyuan Family would wear bright yellow cloud patterns, black-red belongs to the Ji Family, and purple thunder patterns to the Liu Family."

"The eight noble families?"

Yuan Bin took a deep breath. The eight noble families are Ancestor Dragon City's most elite. Though Ancestor Dragon City lacks an emperor now, the eight noble families maintain immense dominance.

Current order in Ancestor Dragon City was established and upheld by these families.