Chapter 1177: Sword Immortal

The effect of the Iron Wall Divine Ability, when used in conjunction with the Hall of Yama, partially overlapped with the Empty Reflection Divine Ability.

Empty Reflection was actually the Divine Ability Qin Zhizhen obtained from his fourth inner mansion. Before achieving Empty Reflection, when facing formidable foes, Qin Zhizhen would usually use the Iron Wall Divine Ability as a barrier to buy time for the Hall of Yama to evolve.

After obtaining the Empty Reflection Divine Ability and developing it to a certain extent, Qin Zhizhen could manifest the Hall of Yama from emptiness, ensuring his invincibility. In terms of protecting the Hall of Yama, Empty Reflection was superior to the Iron Wall.

Consequently, the Iron Wall Divine Ability gradually became a technique Qin Zhizhen rarely displayed.

However, this did not mean the Iron Wall was weak.

In fact, as the Divine Ability Qin Zhizhen obtained from his first inner mansion, his understanding and development of this technique were particularly profound.

For example, his earlier constant blocking of Beigong Ke's attacks with his fists, regardless of their myriad transformations, he would intercept them with a single punch. This demonstrated a partial understanding of the Iron Wall Divine Ability.

He first trained in blades, then in fists, encountering few rivals in either, excelling in both. After obtaining the Iron Wall Divine Ability, his fist techniques once reigned supreme. Later, upon acquiring the Empty Reflection Divine Ability, his blade techniques surpassed them again.

Empty Reflection integrated into his blade techniques, and Iron Wall into his fist techniques.

These were beyond the reach of ordinary prodigies.

At this very moment, Qin Zhizhen summoned the Iron Wall, and even the Killing Nail, renowned for its destructive power, could not penetrate it!

A wave of lamentations swept through the Qi Kingdom's spectator team.

It's over!

By this point, who could fail to understand that Qin Zhizhen was about to enter the final stage of that terrifying Divine Ability's evolution?

Since Jiang Wang could not break through the Iron Wall, he could only passively await the final outcome, waiting for Qin Zhizhen to emerge in his peak state and end this battle.

No one doubted that the True Form of the Son of Yama, evolved to its final stage, would be anything less than immensely powerful.

The two peak prodigies on the stage had gambled for this moment through countless exchanges!

It was evident that both considered this the decisive move, unwilling to yield.

Jiang Wang had gained the upper hand many times, but ultimately, the Five-Mansion-Illuminated Qin Zhizhen possessed deeper reserves and prevailed.

At this moment, even the blindly confident Xu Xiangqian looked eagerly at Li Longchuan, hoping that Li Longchuan had observed more details and could tell him there was still a different possibility.

But Li Longchuan gently shook his head.

Given enough time, his Subtle Observation Divine Ability could indeed find the weakest point of the Iron Wall. But at this moment, he was below the stage, and Jiang Wang was on it. He could not convey any information to Jiang Wang. And the position where Jiang Wang's Killing Nail struck... was considerably far from that weakest point.

He even greatly doubted whether Jiang Wang could penetrate the Iron Wall even if he found that weakest point.

Because the Iron Wall was essentially flawless, the "weakest point" he saw was only relative.

Others believed the Killing Nail could pierce anything, and he also acknowledged the unmatched destructive power of Jiang Wang's Buzhou Wind. But in his observation, the most terrifying aspect of the Killing Nail striking the Devouring Thief Hegemon Body was its restraint on the "soul." It directly nailed "Devouring Thief," causing it to dissipate, making Xiang Bei's Devouring Thief Hegemon Body appear vulnerable.

The Killing Nail's power was stronger in ending life and destroying souls, not in its "sharpness."

This battle stirred the emotions of so many.

Naturally, the people of Qi were worried, and the people of Qin were overjoyed.

In this world, people inherently have their own joys and sorrows, mutually unintelligible.

Only regarding the final outcome of this battle, many had reached the same conclusion in their hearts.

After all, that was the final stage of painstaking evolution for Qin Zhizhen, a Heavenly Mansion cultivator. The terrifying aura emanating from within the Iron Wall also felt almost tangible, truly chilling the heart.

But regarding the outcome of this battle, Jiang Wang's opinion differed from theirs!

The Iron Wall Divine Ability's defensive capability was indeed despair-inducing, as the Killing Nail could not penetrate it.

The spectators had already fallen into despair.

But the "Wang" in Jiang Wang's name, signifying "hope," never extinguished.

In the turbulent sea, true heroes reveal their colors!

He raised his hand to retrieve the futile Killing Nail, but did not, as expected, retreat to create distance, lay traps, and prepare defensively... in an attempt to endure Qin Zhizhen's subsequent attacks.

Instead, he shattered the auspicious clouds with a step, his figure moving further forward, pressing a palm onto the Iron Wall!

In the Qin Kingdom's spectator team, someone sneered: "The Iron Wall that the Killing Nail couldn't pierce, does he think he can break it with his bare palm?"

But more people remained silent.

Because before the sneer could fully land, people had already seen that above the sky enclosed by the Six Harmony Pillars, the starlight suddenly became dazzling!

It was as if a night curtain had been pulled over the sky by a divine being, with constellations twinkling upon it!

As if hundreds of millions of stars were shining simultaneously at this moment.

And all the starlight was pouring down towards Jiang Wang...

A massive funnel of starlight connected the azure-robed figure and that expanse of night sky.

How could the vast mortal world compare?

The sky full of starlight bathed the young man!

People also saw that on Jiang Wang's back, at the intersection of his cervical and thoracic vertebrae, radiant light pierced through his clothes.

The radiant light also outlined a beautiful scene on the azure robe.

Below were scarlet fire blossoms, burning unrestrainedly. Above were white bone lotuses, blooming freely.

The light of the fire blossoms was passionate, and the light of the lotuses was sacred.

Red and white complemented each other, tingeing each other with faint light, connecting in a marvelously exquisite manner.

It was imprinted on Jiang Wang's spine, captivating hearts and inspiring awe, as if crowning a deity!

This was the Scorching Fire Bone Lotus!

This pattern was so beautiful, so dazzlingly beautiful, so beautiful it was almost maddening.

In the Mu Kingdom's spectator seats, Helian Yunyun could naturally feel Zhao Rucheng's tension, but at the same time, she also noticed that Nun Yuzhen from the Washing Moon Nunnery, quite a distance away, had clearly trembled just now.

Could this sworn brother of Rucheng have some connection with the Washing Moon Nunnery?

Thinking this, Helian Yunyun moved forward slightly again, blocking any potential visual connection between Zhao Rucheng and Yuzhen.

It wasn't that she had any doubts about the Washing Moon Nunnery.

It was that her Azure Green Eyes could see that Nun Yuzhen was a great "threat."

Especially when it came to snatching men.

She, Helian Yunyun, had to prepare for a rainy day and nip the problem in the bud.

What people could see was the twinkling stars in the sky, the starlight flowing over his body, and the Scorching Fire Bone Lotus as if crowning a deity.

What people could not see was the Buzhou Wind surging within Jiang Wang after he pressed his palm onto the Iron Wall, boiling under the blessing of hundreds of millions of starlight!

A total of six Killing Nails, connected end to end, lined up in a straight line, slamming into the Iron Wall!

The first Killing Nail hammered into the Iron Wall, transforming into frost wind and escaping, and the second Killing Nail immediately followed, hammering inward!

It went in another section, and scattered into wind again.

And then the third, fourth...

By the time the sixth Killing Nail had also gone deep, the frost wind that had already escaped transformed back into Killing Nails, following closely behind!

This cycle repeated endlessly.

Under the blessing of hundreds of millions of starlight, they continuously went deeper and deeper, until a certain moment...

That unshakable, indestructible Iron Wall, Qin Zhizhen's strongest defensive Divine Ability, collapsed with a roar right before people's eyes!

The Iron Wall had collapsed!

It was pierced by Jiang Wang's single palm strike!

What kind of power is this?

People looked at each other, what kind of power is this?!

Could the outcome of the battle have a new result?

The one who can contend with Jing Kingdom's Huang Shelian for supremacy, is now Qi Kingdom's Jiang Wang?

On the martial arts stage that had witnessed ancient times.

That tall and towering Iron Wall, that indestructible fortress of steel, crumbled like quicksand when it collapsed, and then dissipated like smoke and dust!

Only the Killing Nails, aligned in a straight line, continued forward with a cold, sharp sound...

In the pervasive black smoke and dust, a sound suddenly echoed.

Abrupt and decisive.

This sound was the collision of coldness and coldness, the resonance of killing intent and killing intent.

Those with insufficient cultivation who heard this sound actually had the illusion of imminent death!

As if a great disaster was imminent, and their lifespan had reached its end!

That was an ear-piercing sound of tearing through the air.

It drilled through the air, and also seemed to drill through people's hearts.

Making people uneasy.

People only saw a sharp light suddenly appearing in the pervasive black smoke and dust. The Killing Nails, lined up in a row, bounced back even faster than they had gone!

They shot back to Jiang Wang's front before stopping slightly. Under Jiang Wang's control, they turned back into a wisp of frost wind, wrapping around his left fingertips.

The black smoke and dust from the collapsing Iron Wall finally thinned out at this moment.

People could already see Qin Zhizhen's tall figure in the scattered smoke and dust.

He still stood in the same spot, still holding the black long saber, looking calmly at Jiang Wang through the black smoke and dust of the Iron Wall Divine Ability's collapse.

He was still himself.

He was no longer himself.

At this moment, he was—

Wearing a Pingtian crown on his head.

Two sections of hanging beads in front and back, made of soul jade, with cloud and smoke within, precisely the twelve tassels of utmost supremacy and nobility.

He wore a black robe on his upper body, a dark red skirt around his waist, wrapped with a simple gauze inner garment, tied with a white silk belt, a yellow knee-length skirt on his lower body, and red clogs on his feet.

The black robe was woven with sun, moon, and dragon patterns on the shoulders; stars and mountain patterns on the back; fire, magnificent insects, and ghost patterns on the sleeves.

The dark red skirt was woven with the "Twelve Crests" pattern.

These twelve crests were the mountain patterns of the twelve mountains in the underworld in legends.

The inner garment and knee-length skirt were also woven with four crests each.

In addition, there were black large and small ribbons, black jade hooks, and red jade pendants.

His demeanor was like a mountain, truly majestic and solemn.

It was the imperial robe of the Son of Yama!

Among his entire body, probably only that horizontal and vertical saber still maintained its original appearance.

It was clearly and obviously visible that Qin Zhizhen had completed the final stage of the Hall of Yama's evolution, integrating all the power of the Hall of Yama into himself, briefly achieving the True Form of the Son of Yama!

Jiang Wang holding hundreds of millions of starlight on his body and using the Killing Nail to break through the Iron Wall was indeed breathtaking.

But he was still a step late.

Facing such a Qin Zhizhen, within the same realm, who in the world could avoid being this step late?

Perhaps Dou Zhao's Five Declines of Heaven and Man and Chong Xuanzun's Sun, Moon, and Stars Three Wheel Slayer Saber could have done it, but they ultimately did not encounter each other in the same realm, so it can only remain a conjecture.

The True Form of the Son of Yama manifested through the Hall of Yama Divine Ability, in terms of the magnitude of its battle power boost alone, actually surpassed the Combat Golden Body!

It was only because of the long evolution process and the weakness inherent in manifesting the Hall of Yama itself that the Hall of Yama Divine Ability was not able to surpass the Combat Golden Body.

But he had already completed the long evolution process, and the manifested Hall of Yama was hidden in emptiness.

At least at this moment, Qin Zhizhen had demonstrated his true peak combat power.

How strong he was could perhaps be proven by the Killing Nail that was sent back!

The Buzhou Wind, with its unparalleled destructive power, since its integration into the Killing Nail, once unleashed, has only ever resulted in evasion or defeat, never a third outcome. This was the first time it had been sent back by someone!

What surprised everyone was that in such a situation, Jiang Wang neither recklessly charged forward to seize a sliver of life, nor quickly retreated to devise delaying tactics.

Instead, he angrily glared at Qin Zhizhen, his hand on his sword, and opened his mouth to rebuke: "Qin Zhizhen! With His Majesty the Emperor of Qin present, you dare to presume to wear the imperial robe and call yourself the Son of Heaven?!"

In the Mu Kingdom's reserve seats, Huang Shelian opened her mouth but ultimately said nothing. Is this Jiang Beauty aware she can't win and is trying to pick a fight to make Qin Zhizhen cripple himself?

Strange...

Still strangely adorable.

"The Son of the Underworld is a subject of the Son of Heaven, what presumption is there? Moreover, I have never heard of giving up eating for fear of choking, or abandoning divine abilities for the sake of adhering to rituals!"

On the ancient martial arts stage, Qin Zhizhen said indifferently: "Jiang Wang, do you only have these tricks left?"

While he spoke words of indifference and unconcern, and claimed no presumption, in reality, he couldn't help but care.

Didn't he just eagerly open his mouth to explain?

Of course, Jiang Wang wasn't trying to win with words. Even if he cursed Qin Zhizhen so much that he couldn't reply, when it was time to be severely beaten, he would still be severely beaten.

He just wanted to use words to shake Qin Zhizhen's Heavenly Son heart at this moment!

The Son of Yama is also a Son of Heaven, and must possess a supreme heart and supreme power, only then can he gain supreme strength and wield supreme authority.

But in front of His Majesty the Emperor of Qin, how could Qin Zhizhen, of all people, dare to have a supreme heart!

His explanation of a single sentence weakened his momentum by a notch.

The effect of this one sentence surpassed a single sword strike!

Of course, this was not enough to reverse the situation, but for Jiang Wang, this was an opportunity to weaken his opponent that he would never let go of during the battle. Just like how he had previously used the Killing Nail to weaken the Judge of Life and Death, making Qin Zhizhen's True Form of the Son of Yama at this moment not fully complete.

Yes.

Everyone saw that he was a step slow, allowing Qin Zhizhen to successfully manifest his peak state. It could be said that the outcome was no longer in doubt.

But Jiang Wang still wanted to win!

For him, the outcome always held suspense.

All he could do was give his best and pour in all he had!

Regarding Qin Zhizhen's sentence, Jiang Wang, his hand on his sword, only said: "Come on! No matter how glib your tongue, you cannot hide your rebellious nature! Today, I, on behalf of your country's Emperor, shall punish the disloyal!"

He didn't know whether the "your country's Emperor" he spoke of was the supreme being of the world standing beside the Six Harmony Pillars, or the wounded man watching the battle from the spectator seats!

Perhaps only he knew, or perhaps Zhao Rucheng also knew.

At this moment, the vast black smoke and dust had finally settled.

Qin Zhizhen, wearing the Son of Yama's imperial robe, looked at Jiang Wang through the slight tremor of the tassels on his Pingtian crown.

It was after this gaze—

Without any warning, and with almost no reaction time.

A black, gleaming saber edge came directly at him!

In a flash of lightning, Long Xiangsi was held horizontally in front of him!

And yet, he and his sword were repelled by this saber strike!

His body retreated at extreme speed, flying non-stop, the auspicious cloud footprints beneath his feet appearing and disappearing.

He kept flying backward, backward...

This stage of the world possessed ancient restrictions.

The space on the stage was much larger than people could see.

But Jiang Wang was still thrown to the edge of the martial arts stage by this single saber strike!

His back had even felt the obstruction of the martial arts stage's ancient restrictions!

Without this obstruction, he would have been thrown off the stage.

He simply could not withstand it, and the Step on Auspicious Clouds Immortal Technique could not dissipate this terrifying power either.

His entire body arched backward, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood!

Blood blossoms bloomed in the high sky.

In the circular stands, Zi Shu clasped her hands, fingers intertwined, and pressed her fists against her chin. Her slender, fair fingers were tightly clenched, exerting force against each other. It was as if this could somehow grant Jiang Wang some strength.

While traveling in the overseas islands, she had always heard of Jiang Wang's reputation. A young hero, with innate talent, was naturally admirable.

But it was only admiration.

Although she was innocent and carefree, she was after all the daughter of the Dragon Gate Mountain Lord, and could be said to have "learned scholars in conversation, and only distinguished people visiting." She had seen so-called young heroes, if not a thousand, then eight hundred.

Xu Xiangqian boasted greatly, describing Jiang Wang as rare in the heavens and unique in the world, and she only half-believed him.

It was only later, through everything she personally witnessed and experienced in the nearby sea islands, that she saw his faith, his righteousness, his affection, his compassion...

He possessed both the talent to surpass his peers and the courage and tenacity. Within his bones lay gentleness and kindness, what her father often referred to as the "light of what makes a person human."

From then on, she finally felt that Xu Xiangqian, at least when it came to Jiang Wang, was always speaking the truth!

And all along, she had only seen Jiang Wang forge ahead, solving one problem after another, defeating one opponent after another.

Being beaten so badly that he spat blood.

What she had witnessed was only from today.

Especially this was unlike the saber strike he had received earlier. At that time, everyone could tell that Jiang Wang still had enough ability to resist and did not show signs of defeat.

But now everyone could also clearly see that Jiang Wang's resistance... was so powerless!

Is it truly powerless?

In Chong Xuan Sheng's heart, such a question arose.

He would never forget, at the East Street entrance, in that tailor shop.

When he was on the verge of despair, the person who held his sword in front of him, that figure!

At that time, they all said that Wang Yi Wu was the greatest Tongtian Realm cultivator of all time, and Tenglong would also be invincible.

But Jiang Wang said—

"I will try to kill him."

Jiang Wang never made promises lightly. He was not certain he could do it, so he only said "try."

Although he only said "try," he tried his best, and he really almost killed Wang Yi Wu!

If it weren't for the arrival of the Military God, there would be no Wang Yi Wu in this world.

Such a Jiang Wang.

Is his resistance powerless?

Chong Xuan Sheng was undoubtedly a brilliant person, and even more so, a highly rational person. But only when it came to Jiang Wang, his "belief" outweighed his rationality!

As if responding to this excessively obese dear friend.

On the ancient martial arts stage, Jiang Wang, who had spat out a mouthful of blood with his head tilted back, suddenly turned around and parried with a sword!

A diagonally descending saber edge happened to strike the sword's edge!

Long Xiangsi was directly knocked back onto his body, the sword's edge slanted, entering half an inch into his flesh before stopping.

This was the first time since Long Xiangsi was forged that it had injured its wielder and tasted its wielder's blood.

The sword blade vibrated with a weak tremor.

As if it too was, in painful lament!

And Jiang Wang himself was once again sent flying, from one end of the martial arts stage to the other.

In fact, Qin Zhizhen was also surprised.

He was surprised that at this moment, Jiang Wang could still block his saber!

He was already beyond his limit in speed, beyond his limit in strength, a battle that should have been resolved with one saber strike, but even two consecutive strikes failed to fully succeed.

Zhao Rucheng stared intently at the martial arts stage, staring...

Jiang Wang's words of punishing the disloyal had already made his eyes red!

Seeing Jiang Wang swaying in the light of Qin Zhizhen's saber made him wish he could take his place.

He had clearly tried his best, not wanting to feel the same powerlessness as in Maple Forest City. He had killed countless Yin demons in the border wilderness, more than he could count. But why today, he was still defeated, unable to bear everything?

At this moment, he suddenly saw that on the martial arts stage, Qin Zhizhen, who had manifested the True Form of the Son of Yama, suddenly swayed and almost fell. His Son of Yama's imperial robe also seemed to be caught between illusion and reality.

Obvious ripples of emptiness and reality appeared around his body!

Zhao Rucheng's eyes lit up.

How could he not see what this meant?

Qin Zhizhen's Empty Reflection Divine Ability's power was exhausted! He could no longer control the power of emptiness, no longer maintain the connection.

Once completely exhausted, his Hall of Yama Divine Ability would be completely cut off from emptiness, unable to have any connection with him. In other words, he would be forced out of the True Form of the Son of Yama state!

The spectators from the various nations in the circular stands, who thought the outcome was settled, once again felt their hearts rise.

Could this be the turning point of this battle?

Jiang Wang's persistent refusal to give up his struggle, finally carved out a glimmer of hope for him, and he waited until this moment when Qin Zhizhen's Empty Reflection Divine Ability's power was exhausted?

On the martial arts stage, Jiang Wang, who was once again sent flying and spitting blood, also keenly sensed the opportunity.

What the spectators could see, he on the stage would only see more, and more carefully.

Even when he was powerless and swaying, he was still desperately making up for his "knowledge and insights," seeking opportunities for victory.

Therefore, at this moment, while those below the stage were just startled, the person on the stage had already moved.

While still flying backward, he suddenly turned sharply, turning towards Qin Zhizhen!

Because he didn't fully dissipate the force, his internal organs were also damaged.

But he didn't even frown, and there was no hint of pain in his eyes.

He brandished his sword, charging ferociously, seeking only life and death, never looking back.

The Sword of an Old General in Decline!

The most tragic, the most valiant.

The most direct, and the most decisive!

Jiang Wang, along with his sword, instantly closed in.

But he saw Qin Zhizhen suddenly steady himself and look at him indifferently.

From his glabella, a colorless sphere of light leaped out.

This sphere of light was hazy, seemingly both real and unreal.

Within it were myriad streams of light, each one seeming to contain a profound story, worth exploring, and certainly mesmerizing.

This is the Divine Ability, Myriad Transformations!

This is what is called "Myriad Transformations from the Heart."

This Divine Ability can transform the light of Divine Abilities into any power.

Not just True Essence, techniques, sword qi...

But also Divine Abilities!

In that colorless sphere of light, the streams of light swirled chaotically, instantly returning, transforming into a translucent light interwoven with reality and illusion, falling back onto Qin Zhizhen's body and injecting into the Empty Reflection Divine Ability seed!

His Son of Yama's imperial robe instantly solidified as before.

The ripples of emptiness and reality around his body immediately calmed down.

And he raised his hand and delivered a single saber strike!

Jiang Wang, who had charged with valiant momentum, hastily swung his sword back midway and was once again sent flying by a single saber strike!

This time, even the footprints of Step on Auspicious Clouds were invisible.

In the Qin Kingdom's spectator seats, Gan Chang'an breathed a sigh of relief.

That is to say...

Even if Jiang Wang pressured him to such an extent, a person like Qin Zhizhen should not make such a mistake.

The last Divine Ability Qin Zhizhen was hiding was actually Myriad Transformations...

This was something he didn't even know beforehand.

It was truly a despair-inducing technique.

After this battle, who knows how long it will take for this Jiang Wang from Qi Kingdom to recover his Dao heart. Perhaps he will be completely disheartened from now on, who knows!

"Do you want him to surrender?" In the spectator seats, Ye Lingxiao suddenly transmitted his voice and asked.

"I don't think he will be willing." Ye Qingyu's voice was as calm as possible.

"Don't worry," Ye Lingxiao said. "As long as he doesn't actively seek death, a Dao Manifestation expert is enough to save his life."

With the Myriad Transformations Divine Ability unleashed, the so-called "turning point" had also been erased.

Qin Zhizhen, with his almost flawless power, declared his terror to everyone present!

Even on this Spectating River Platform filled with prodigies, he was one of the most dazzling few!

"I thank you."

On this martial arts stage that had experienced a long history, Qin Zhizhen said indifferently.

Perhaps he had a more solemn tone, but in the True Form of the Son of Yama state, everything he said sounded very cold.

He was speaking to Jiang Wang, and also seemed to be communicating with the prodigies who had shone on this martial arts stage throughout history.

In his inherent tone, he slowly said: "Thank you for bringing me such a wonderful battle experience."

The Myriad Transformations Divine Ability finally fully replenished the power of the Empty Reflection Divine Ability, so he raised his saber, finally ready to end this battle: "What you see now is the strongest me, holding nothing back. I think, no matter how many years pass, you should be proud of this!"

Few people noticed.

When Jiang Wang interrupted the Sword of an Old General in Decline, rescued himself, and was once again sent flying.

His Long Xiangsi was wailing in his hand, his azure robe fluttering, and he closed his eyes!

His accumulation was already sufficient.

But he had been waiting, waiting for an opportunity, the most appropriate and perfect moment.

To push open his fourth inner mansion and obtain a Divine Ability.

What was the most suitable time?

Now was the most suitable time!

On this stage of the world, at this gathering of national prodigies, facing the most outstanding and powerful Inner Mansion cultivator in the current era.

It was time!

When Qin Zhizhen said the first sentence, "I thank you."

What flashed in Jiang Wang's mind was the magnificent scene of him standing on the Suanni Bridge and looking down, the ten thousand li long river like a giant dragon turning over.

He had actually come to the Long River many days ago...

That time, he was being pursued by a True Person of the current era, almost trapped in a dead end.

A certain sword strike conceived by inspiration was forcibly suppressed, "stillborn," and has not been found to this day. If it weren't for the bitter monk's rescue, his story would have ended. Few people would have known about his life!

Like a drop of water in this vast Long River, lost in the Long River, without a ripple for a moment!

Now, when he came to the Long River again, he represented the overlord of the Eastern Region, as the number one in Qi, competing with the prodigies of the various nations.

When the stars were shining, he unleashed his unique brilliance.

Coming to the Long River twice, his state of mind was so different.

Time had moved on, and people had changed.

Only the Long River remained, vast as before, great as before.

When Qin Zhizhen said the second sentence, "Thank you."

What appeared in Jiang Wang's mind were the Six Harmony Pillars connecting heaven and earth. It was the sense of grandeur and greatness he felt when he first ascended the Spectating River Platform, the long river of history rolling in, as if unfolding before him. How many magnificent stories, how many heroic figures... all were splashes in it, all surging within it!

Ten thousand li long river, spanning the current era, how many terrifying waves within.

Ten thousand years of time, also flowing like this!

This ancient Spectating River Platform was born to suppress the Long River. It watched the Long River and also experienced history.

Sharing the name of greatness, walking with glory.

On this Spectating River Platform, the number one prodigies of the various nations competed for glory with life and death.

Betting a brilliant life on a brief battle.

Lin Kuang desperately swung his saber, yet still could only chew on the bitter fruit of failure.

Beigong Ke exhausted his efforts, yet was unable to even take a step closer to Qin Zhizhen!

There was Ximen Bao who died for his country, and Yan Shaofei who returned his sword and abandoned his title.

Bai Yuxia did not accept the name given in scorn, preferring to fight to the death.

That Tou Min endured ridicule and cold stares, yet only surrendered after all his puppet beasts were destroyed and his limbs were broken!

Gan Chang'an was praised as "able to rule Chang'an at the age of eight," a well-deserved prodigy of his generation, yet he received a direct saber strike. The Chu Song was heard again.

That Liang grew up among wolves, roamed the grasslands, had a near-divine body, and was overwhelmingly powerful in the same realm, yet was almost beaten to death! The people of Qi cheered for this.

And there was the unparalleled battle between Dou Zhao and Chong Xuanzun, showcasing the peak of the Outer Building realm!

Xiang Bei's peerless demeanor, with natural phenomena, could only serve as a backdrop.

Zhao Rucheng drew the Son of Heaven's sword, astonishing the world, but was also blocked by the逆流.

This was the time when the stars were shining!

Among the brilliant, chasing the most brilliant. When shining, seeking only the most dazzling.

There was no need to talk about glorious history, now was the time to achieve brilliance!

National prodigies gathered, when winds and clouds converged, who could be at the absolute peak?

Who, at the absolute peak, would create another peak?

Long Xiangsi was roaring!!!

This was a painful howl.

Its pain, its grievances, its sorrow, were all in this sound!

Its persistence, its courage, its sharpness, were also in this sound!

This sound echoed in all directions, piercing the sky, terrifying hearts, and would also illuminate history!

A precious sword should not sing in its sheath.

If it sings, it must let the world know!

Because the sword's cry was so clear, and the sword's light was so dazzling.

Everyone saw, in the flying Jiang Wang, his hand holding the sword.

All the muscles in his body trembled under Qin Zhizhen's saber force. Only his hand holding the sword was steady, resolute, without a trace of wavering!

Such a person.

Even when he was most desperate and powerless, you could not ignore him.

Never!

The wind and clouds surged on the stage, and the sword sang in his hand!

When Qin Zhizhen finished his last sentence, completely replenished the power of the Empty Reflection Divine Ability with the Myriad Transformations Divine Ability, and raised his long saber—

Jiang Wang opened his eyes!

At this moment, the Qianyang Pupils had faded.

And what kind of eyes were these?

They were clear, serene, like a mirror reflecting the human heart. Like a clear stream, flowing alone in the mountains and forests.

They were so clean, and so firm.

At this moment...

Suddenly, a sword light arose!

Radiant light shone between his eyes!

In Jiang Wang's Five Mansion Sea, which people could not see.

A scarlet mansion, a black and white mansion, a frost-white mansion, three inner mansions hung from the dome, their glorious light reflecting each other.

Boom!

The fourth mansion finally appeared!

It was a sky-blue mansion, noble beyond description.

And it carried an aura of extreme freedom, extreme ease.

And Jiang Wang's spirit manifested, holding the Long Xiangsi sword spirit, stabbing directly...

The sword struck the inner mansion door!

The fourth inner mansion burst open with a roar!

At this moment.

The first inner mansion transformed into a scarlet great sun, the second inner mansion into a black and white crescent moon, and the third inner mansion into a frost-white star.

The scarlet flame light representing the Samadhi True Fire, the black and white light representing the Divergent Paths, and the frost-white light representing the Buzhou Wind, at this moment, illuminated the Five Mansion Sea together!

As if rejoicing and cheering.

Divine Abilities have spirits, and were also anticipating this moment.

A full, sky-blue seed leaped out at this moment!

Its color was clearly free and unrestrained, yet dazzling to behold.

Emitting an almost endless sharp light!

When the third inner mansion appeared, the first and second inner mansions concealed their forms.

When the fourth inner mansion appeared, however, the three mansions illuminated each other with the light of their Divine Abilities.

This was because it was so different!

Only upon achieving the Heavenly Mansion can the Five Mansions illuminate each other and their Divine Ability lights blend.

And the Divine Ability of this fourth inner mansion had not yet fully manifested, yet it already caused the three mansions to illuminate each other.

Before reaching the Heavenly Mansion, it displayed the power of the Heavenly Mansion!

Facing the high-hanging scarlet great sun, black and white crescent moon, and frost-white star, the fourth inner mansion then evolved.

The sky-blue mansion disappeared, actually transforming into a person in a flowing azure robe, without a face!

This person stood tall and straight, holding a green sword. Without speaking or moving, yet possessing myriad auspicious colors and ten thousand rays of light.

This is the Divine Ability, Sword Immortal!

"Within the duration, swords evolve all techniques!"

The earth-shattering changes all occurred within the Five Mansion Sea, unseen by the world.

And outside, at this moment, Jiang Wang had just opened his eyes, the sword light shining in his eyes, meeting the gaze of Qin Zhizhen, who had manifested the True Form of the Son of Yama.

His flying body paused there.

His blood-stained azure robe fluttered.

Blazing flames, as if erupting from within his body, burned outside.

Wrapping around his body, forming a ring of fire, a foot away from his body, flaunting themselves freely!

From head to toe, even the long sword in his hand, was enveloped by such brilliant lines of fire.

And wisps of frost-white wind, weaving into a frost-white cloak, swirled behind him!

The fire is the Samadhi True Fire, and the wind is the Buzhou Wind!

At this moment, Jiang Wang's eyes shone with sword light, his cloak bathed in fire, and he stepped on auspicious clouds!

An indescribable magnificence, an indescribable brilliance!

"And I only want to ask you."

He responded to Qin Zhizhen in this way: "The question I am about to ask you..."

Suspended high in the air, the long sword in his hand pointed diagonally towards the ground—

"Are you ready with your answer?"

He did not state it explicitly, but his eyes had already told Qin Zhizhen—

Regarding the question of moving forward, if there is no answer. I will kill you on this martial arts stage, in front of True Monarch Yu Xi!

His voice spread across this stage of the world, and those who heard it actually had the illusion of their ears being cut!

And Qin Zhizhen, facing Jiang Wang directly, only responded with a single saber strike!

The dark night surged forward.

As if to end everything.

But in the next moment, tens of thousands of sword lights had already shattered the night sky!

People saw that in the high sky, sword and saber collided again.

The entire stage of the world seemed to fall silent for a moment.

And then came the clang of metal against metal, the ripples of terrifying power spreading... expanding in all directions!

Sword Immortal versus Son of Yama!

A single exchange, then separated.

Standing on either side of the martial arts stage, suspended high in the air.

Sword Immortal to the east, Son of Yama to the west.

Fate always has an unpredictable taste; their positions at this moment perfectly matched Eastern Qi and Western Qin.

Qin Zhizhen held the black long saber, the tassels on his Pingtian crown trembling slightly.

Behind him, a towering black palace appeared, sitting in emptiness, suppressing all directions.

That was the projection of the Hall of Yama!

Today, he was the Son of the Underworld, and with a single saber strike, he would determine the life and death of mortals!

The King of Yama tells you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch!

And Jiang Wang held a stream of light upside down, gracefully stepping on clouds, with his back to the east and facing west.

A phantom of an azure-robed sword immortal stood proudly behind him in the high sky, his face unclear, but he sang a magnificent song.

The song went—

"Do you not see, the Golden Crow flapping its wings atop Mount Tai, the ten thousand li river like a prostrate dragon!"

Long Xiangsi held upside down, Jiang Wang seemed to see again, the Long River flowing eastward, traversing the current era.

Do you not see, the Golden Crow flapping its wings from the peak of Mount Tai, the ten thousand li river winding like a giant dragon!

"Do you not see, the historical records blown away for a thousand years, red faces and white hair all turned to loess!"

The frost-white cloak swirled, Jiang Wang was silent for a moment. On this Spectating River Platform, from ancient times to the present, how many events, how many heroes, how many beauties.

Do you not see, the historical records were shattered with a single breath, that was the dust of history from a thousand years ago, red faces and white hair ultimately buried in loess!

"A hundred years of life are but two breaths, the beacon fires reaching the sky are but a corner."

When Maple Forest City was destroyed, it was only in a few breaths. Such human tragedy, to this world, seemed insignificant. How many remember? How many care!

A hundred years of life in the long river of time are but two breaths of life and death. The calamity of beacon fires reaching the sky, to the whole world, is just a small story happening in a small corner...

"Love is obsession, resentment is gone."

Shoulders bear the weight of mountains, heart holds the vengeance of a sea of blood. No fate for love!

If you love someone, give them your all; if you harbor resentment, leave far away.

"I too have given affection to the unfeeling, and also to the unfeeling."

Fang Pengju, once considered a brother in life and death, driven by a sense of urgency for the future and by jealousy he could not catch up with, struck with cruel hands under the impetus of an Open Meridian Pill.

His trusted mentor deceived him with lies, watching the entire city domain be destroyed. This destroyed city domain was his hometown, where he was born and raised, where all his relatives, friends, and familiar people from the past dozen years of his life resided!

And what about myself?

Jiang Wang thought. On the battlefield, he also drew his sword against the enemy without hesitation. When facing a life-threatening crisis, he had also diverted disaster to others. He had also ignored pleas, and he had not hesitated to kill.

I have also given true feelings to the unfeeling, and I have also been the unfeeling one!

"Difficult to walk, walk the difficult path, this body only moves towards higher places."

How difficult this path has been, perhaps only Jiang Wang himself knows. But he always moves forward, always faces difficulties and obstacles, always towards higher places.

Is life inherently difficult? Or is it only difficult for a period of time?

Moving forward is never easy, then walk the most difficult path, this is my choice, my direction, I will always climb only to higher places.

"Ascending to heaven and embracing the moon is not worth boasting about, breaking through the star river is already the ends of the earth."

The day he greatly defeated Wang Yi Wu and his name resounded throughout Linzi, was also the birthday of Jiang Anan.

He gained fame throughout the world, but was separated from his sister by the ends of the earth.

At his most brilliant, he was most lonely.

Ascending to the high heavens and embracing the bright moon is nothing to boast about, breaking through the star river is probably the end of the world.

"Looking to the extreme, I see no human affairs, asking what this absolute peak resembles?"

From here, even straining my eyes, I cannot see human affairs. What does this absolute peak resemble?

Jiang Wang's gaze was extremely distant.

No one knew what kind of scenery he saw at this moment.

But the phantom of the azure-robed sword immortal behind him had sung to the last line—

"When a common man rages and draws his sword, the sea of clouds churns for a million miles!"

You ask what the highest mountain in the world resembles.

The highest mountain in the world, it resembles a sword! A sword that the earth thrusts towards the sky!

A common man's rage, draws this sword and rises.

This sword stirs the sea of clouds, its momentum is absolute in the Six Harmonies, it will surely cut life and death!

When this sword is vertical, it becomes a mountain; when it is raised, it pierces the sky; when it is straight, the human world divides; when it is horizontal, heaven and earth are cut off!

Jiang Wang, with his cloak bathed in fire, in the brilliant sharp light, shattered the auspicious clouds with a single step.

Holding Long Xiangsi, as if holding the highest mountain in this world, and with this sword, he would cut off heaven and earth!

This is the Sword of the Ancient Absolute Peak, all the momentum, all the power, all the determination, all the courage that Jiang Wang had accumulated along the way!

As soon as this sword appeared.

The phantom of the Hall of Yama behind Qin Zhizhen was already shattered!

As soon as this sword was unleashed.

It had already pierced the horizontal and vertical saber!

That famous saber of the world, black as ink, broke with a mournful cry from the middle of the blade!

Half of the blade flew high, rising to an extreme height, shimmering with flowing light.

And Jiang Wang, with his cloak bathed in fire, moved forward again, and Long Xiangsi advanced further!

The snow-white sword body sunk into a clear light.

It was True Monarch Yu Xi who had made his move, blocking the momentum of this sword strike and preserving Qin Zhizhen's life.

But despite this.

People also saw with terror, behind the hazy clear light—

The roaring absolute peak sword intent directly blasted a huge hole in Qin Zhizhen's chest and abdomen, almost obliterating his internal organs!

There is a person named Jiang Wang in the world.

From now on, he can be called Sword Immortal!

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