Chapter 602: Growth comes from enemies



"You're looking for death, little bastard!"

He roared and never dared to be arrogant again.

"Buzz!"

A long sword surrounded by black air appeared in his hand, and the sword exuded a heart-pounding divine pressure.

"Come and die for me!"

He roared and slashed down with his sword.

A terrifying sword energy as black as ink came down towards Zhang Yuan.

Facing this fierce and intimidating sword, Zhang Yuan showed no fear at all. He shouted loudly and met it with the same sword.

"clang!"

The moment the two swords collided, the ordinary iron sword in Zhang Yuan's hand could not withstand the power of the Spirit Transformation Realm and broke with a sound.

Upon seeing this, the ancestor of the Biluo Sect turned his wrist, swept the black sword, and a black sword energy cut Zhang Yuan in half.

Zhang Yuan's pupils shrank when he lost his sword.

He could only rely on instinct and retreat backwards in embarrassment.

The sword energy brushed past the edge of his clothes, leaving a bottomless and terrifying ravine on the ground.

"It's over!"

"The Holy Son's sword is broken!"

The hearts of the people in the Cangyue Sword Sect, who had just ignited hope, sank to the bottom again.

"With a sword in your heart, everything can be a sword."

Just as despair was spreading again, Ye Chen, who was bending over and slowly sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground, spoke lightly.

His light words were like a thunder from the sky, deeply engraved in the depths of Zhang Yuan's soul.

"With a sword in your heart, everything can become a sword..."

Zhang Yuan muttered to himself absentmindedly.

Countless flashes of lightning seemed to flash through his mind, and a brand new door suddenly opened.

Just when the sharp sword energy of the Biluo Sect's ancestor who had reached the divine realm was approaching again.

Without thinking, Zhang Yuan reached out and picked up a dry branch on the ground.

He integrated all his Taoist ideas into the branch in his hand and thrust out his sword towards the terrifying sword energy.

"Buzz!"

An unparalleled sword intent, even more powerful than before, burst out from the dry branch.

The tree branch collided with the divine sword energy.

“Boom!”

The sword intent that erupted from the branch tore apart the divine sword energy.

A terrifying energy shock suddenly spread wildly in all directions, centered on the two of them.

"Retreat!"

The people in the mountain gate square only felt a devastating gust of wind blowing, blowing them so hard that they could hardly stand.

The sword's power remained undiminished, and it was so fast that it pierced directly through the chest of the Biluo Sect's ancestor who had reached the state of transformation.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

"How...is this...possible!"

The ancestor of the Biluo Sect who had reached the state of transformation lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the bloody hole the size of a bowl on his chest in disbelief.

"Ancestor..."

Feng Xuanyin exclaimed in disbelief, his voice trembling with fear.

A powerful god-transforming being was pierced through the chest by a foundation-building ant with a branch.

"puff!"

The ancestor of the Biluo Sect who had reached the state of transformation spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

The aura on his body dissipated rapidly, and his body fell from mid-air like a kite with a broken string.

"Bang!"

It crashed heavily onto the bluestone slabs of the mountain gate square, and all life was gone.

The entire place fell into deathly silence.

Everyone stared in amazement at the figure holding the branch in the center of the square.

The people of the Biluo Sect were even more silent, not daring to breathe.

It was unknown how long it had been before a disciple from the Cangyue Sword Sect broke the silence with a trembling voice.

"The Holy... Son of God... really... won?"

"He... He, at the Foundation Establishment stage, killed a legendary Divine Transformation Master with a single tree branch?"

"boom!"

After a brief silence, the entire Cangyue Sword Sect instantly erupted in ecstasy and cheers like a tsunami!

"We won! We won!"

"The Holy Son is invincible! The Holy Son is invincible!"

"Long live the Cangyue Sword Sect! Long live the Cangyue Sword Sect!"

All the disciples were so excited that their faces turned red. They raised their arms and shouted loudly, with waves of sound rising higher and higher, shaking the sky.

Feng Xuanyin and other disciples and elders of the Biluo Sect were pale as they looked at the already cold corpse in the center of the square in horror.

They came out in full force this time just to destroy the Cangyue Sword Sect.

But now, their ancestors who had reached the state of incarnation were all killed by a single sword strike, and the Cangyue Sword Sect would certainly not let them go.

Despair spread in the hearts of every disciple of the Biluo Sect.

After an unknown amount of time, the cheers of the Cangyue Sword Sect disciples gradually died down.

Tens of thousands of eyes were all fixed on the figure in the center of the square, still holding the broom.

Everyone understood that the one who truly decided the fate of the Biluo Sect was not the Holy Son Zhang Yuan, nor the two ancestors of the Cangyue Sword Sect.

But it was this mysterious sweeping errand boy.

"thump!"

The head of the Biluo Sect, Feng Xuanyin, felt his legs go weak and he fell heavily to his knees.

The elders behind him also knelt down in unison, their bodies trembling.

"Senior...Senior, I am guilty and deserve death!"

Feng Xuanyin hit his head heavily on the bluestone slab.

"Senior, please spare these young disciples behind me!"

"They don't deserve the death penalty!"

The whole audience fell silent again, waiting for Ye Chen's verdict.

Ye Chen slowly straightened up, holding the broom, and swept his eyes calmly over Feng Xuanyin and others.

"You want to annex the Cangyue Sword Sect and become the sole overlord of this world?"

Ye Chen's voice was as calm as water, without any emotion.

Feng Xuanyin's heart trembled, and he didn't dare to answer, his forehead pressed tightly against the bluestone slab.

Ye Chen shook his head slightly.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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