"This guy is really a bit troublesome," Qin Langtian thought, feeling somewhat smug. Only now did he begin to take this "younger brother," whom he had completely disregarded, seriously.
A colossal, sky-covering fist shadow suddenly descended from the heavens, stirring up boundless dust across the vast earth. A terrifying aura swept across the land, as if the end of the world had arrived.
The mighty fist could topple the sky and shake the earth.
"So what if you have special methods?" Qin Langtian roared, "I want to see if you can be resurrected after I obliterate your body, burn your blood, and annihilate your soul!"
Qin Langtian's eyes shone with endless golden light, as if countless worlds were being reborn within them, flourishing and then fading into oblivion, with all things entering a cycle of reincarnation.
Qin Langtian's body was covered with countless Dao patterns, which intertwined and transformed into a golden battle armor. With the appearance of the armor, Qin Langtian's aura suddenly surged, making him look like an unparalleled war god.
In Qin Langtian's eyes, Qin Hao's terrifying attack was too slow, far too slow.
The bone in Qin Langtian's chest emitted endless divine light, condensing into a golden giant sword in his hand. The giant sword was engraved with dense divine patterns, resembling a divine sword of the Great Dao, and its sharp sword energy crisscrossed the nine heavens.
Qin Langtian slowly raised the golden giant sword in his hand, slightly raising his hand towards the horizon. A blazing light shone across the heavens and earth, causing the void to collapse and mountains and rivers to shatter: "So what if you plundered thirty thousand immortal secrets? A piece of trash is always trash."
The giant sword cleaved through the heavens, parting the fist that resembled a god or demon, and even the vast galaxy of stars.
Then, he stretched out a finger in the direction of Qin Hao, a finger that blotted out the sky and was in no way inferior to the punch Qin Hao had thrown earlier.
This is the immortal-level inheritance of the Changsheng Qin family: the "Immortal Annihilation Finger".
If this finger technique can be mastered, it can cause immortality to vanish.
This suddenly increased the pressure on Qin Hao, causing the supreme immortal energy within his body to surge wildly. His entire body radiated a seven-colored glow, and Qin Hao slowly opened his eyes. His eyes seemed to see through everything, and countless Dao lines appeared before his eyes. He could touch the ultimate principles of heaven and earth with just a reach of his hand.
"Tsk tsk, Qin Hao truly lives up to his reputation as the chosen one of destiny. He actually managed to refine the immortal energy within his body on the spot, and now he has allowed the Supreme Immortal Eyes to be reborn in his pupils." Yang An clicked his tongue as he watched this scene, still feeling unsatisfied. Having witnessed the chosen one of destiny break through to a higher realm on the spot, even Yang An couldn't help but marvel at the power of destiny's aura.
It's just unknown how far Qin Hao's fortune has reached now; it should be over a hundred billion.
All I can say is that the growth of the Child of Destiny's luck is somewhat outrageous.
Qin Hao's aura of luck was triggered, and Yang An could only mourn for Qin Langtian for a moment before turning his gaze to Chen Xiao and the boy in black robes holding a wooden sword.
Chen Xiao, with her hair tied in a high ponytail, stood tall and straight, her white robes flowing gracefully, like a snow lotus standing atop a snow-capped mountain, aloof yet incomparably beautiful: "The Underworld, Chen Xiao."
The young man, dressed in black robes and wielding a wooden sword, had an ordinary appearance, but his first impression was one of gentleness and refinement, like that of a gentleman. He answered earnestly, "Sword Tomb, Chen Tianming."
Upon hearing the boy's answer, the city of Heaven and Earth erupted in uproar.
"Sword Tomb? Where is this?"
"That's impossible. Why have I never heard of a place called Sword Tomb?"
"A place capable of nurturing such a prodigy, even if it's not an immortal power, must at least be a holy land-level lineage; it absolutely cannot be unknown or obscure."
If a young man can reach this point, his talent is truly unparalleled and rare in the world. The organization that can cultivate such a prodigy must be extraordinary.
Every prodigy needs a massive amount of resources to grow. Even if an ordinary force produces an unparalleled genius, it is like a pearl being buried in dust, unless they have great fortune themselves, or at the very least, someone with great fortune like Xiao Huo.
They had never heard of a prodigy like Chen Tianming. If it weren't for the Sword Tomb, everyone would probably have thought this was a play staged by the underworld.
"Sword Tomb? Could it be that person?" The white-clad figure in the teahouse murmured, "I never imagined he could cultivate such a prodigy?"
“You all have successors in this generation, but I don’t. That won’t do. How about I take that Qin family kid as my disciple and we’ll have a contest between you and him in this era?”
Watching Qin Langtian constantly exchanging blows with Qin Hao, displaying an endless stream of supernatural abilities, the white-robed figure seemed somewhat tempted. That prodigy named Qin Langtian was to his liking. Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles. Most importantly, that kid had some of his own brilliance back then. He was a piece of jade, but unfortunately, his path was too complicated. Without the guidance of an immortal, he had gone astray a bit.
If one specializes in one path, one's achievements would likely reach an even higher level.
The Willow God's hazy figure remained silent. Naturally, He could see that the young man named Qin Langtian had gone astray. Although he was still unparalleled in combat power, he was now further away from that crucial step.
If someone were to guide them, they could at least gain one more Immortal True Immortal-level combat power in the future.
At this moment, while Qin Hao and Qin Langtian were locked in a fierce battle, Chen Xiao and Chen Tianming were merely facing each other from a distance, neither of them making the first move, and the atmosphere fell into silence.
However, in the eyes of true sword masters, Chen Xiao and Chen Tianming were both condensing an invisible sword aura, which greatly shocked them.
That area of land remained eerily calm, without any ripples.
Just then, Chen Xiao spoke first: "One sword?"
Chen Tianming seemed to understand and said, "One sword!"
In an instant, the once peaceful world seemed to be crisscrossed by countless sword energies. The mountains were instantly reduced to countless pieces of rubble, and even the sun, moon, and stars were shattered into countless pieces.
It turns out that the two had already exchanged countless blows during the period when they were concentrating their power.
This scene caused those top sword masters to show bitterness, wishing they could just seal their swords right then and there.
"We have cultivated the way of the sword for countless years, yet we are no match for two children."
"Truly worthy of being called an unprecedented and unparalleled golden age, these two juniors are only at the Quasi-Saint realm, yet their understanding of the sword path is already on par with, or even surpasses, ours. We are truly getting old."
"This era ultimately belongs to this group of young people."
The powerful figures were filled with mixed emotions, all deeply moved by the silent exchange between Chen Xiao and Chen Tianming.
The swordsmanship of these two individuals has far surpassed the understanding of ordinary people, forging their own unique paths.
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