NOVEL NEXT Chapter 46: Borrow a Sword! Slay the God!
Chapter 46: Borrow a Sword! Slay the God!
The Golden Temple.
“How dare you!”
The Barbarian Lord rose in shock and fury. A wave of energy locked onto him from thousands of meters away – someone was trying to kill him!
The princes, three High Priests, and the assembled divine officials simultaneously sensed the surge of sword intent rising to the heavens from outside the city.
A Sword God?!
No, this seemed different from the swordsmanship they knew!
“It’s a Qing swordsman!” Fansai, with his vast experience, shouted angrily.
Yao Xing raised the staff in his hand and activated all the defensive magic circles. Colorful lights began to interweave in the huge palace, and wrapped in layers of magic circles, it looked like a blooming seven-color lotus.
“It’s just outside the city, right? Your Eminence, please leave it to me!” Hong Jue volunteered.
“Leave them alive.” the Barbarian Lord growled, his eyes bloodshot.
“Yes, Your Eminence!”
Hong Jue led a group of Sun God officials clad in flame-red robes, streaking out of the palace like blazing comets.
Outside the city.
Shen Yian held two fingers like a sword and called out: “Fall!”
A waterfall plunges three thousand feet, as if the Milky Way were falling from the ninth heaven!
Thousands upon thousands of sword energies converged and fell. From afar, it looked like the vast waters of the celestial river pouring down from the highest heavens to the mortal world.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, the white water curtain collided with the seven-colored lotus flower. The resulting shockwave echoed through the firmament, sending ripples dozens of miles in all directions.
“Puh!”
Inside the temple, Yao Xing and the Star God officials responsible for maintaining the magic arrays felt a simultaneous tightness in their chests. Blood trickled from the corners of their mouths.
“Crack! Crack! Crack!”
The sound of shattering glass echoed as all the magic arrays crumbled from the outside under the endless barrage of sword energy.
“Father!” The crown prince cried out in alarm as he saw the Barbarian Lord draw his radiant holy sword.
The Barbarian Lord slowly straightened his back. His cloudy eyes grew clearer, and surging battle qi erupted from his aging body, whipping up a fierce wind.
For a moment, everyone seemed to see the invincible war god who once looked down upon the world!
“Izzy, Leon Hagen.”
“Father?!” The crown prince and second prince exclaimed simultaneously.
“Take your brothers and sisters and leave the palace!” The Barbarian Lord roared in a tone that brooked no argument.
That energy had locked onto him. He couldn’t escape.
This terrifying attack wasn’t just meant to kill him, but to wipe out the entire palace.
The Qing people, huh?
Are they so eager for his death? Hahahahaha!
Even if he died, his offspring would remain. And his offspring would have offspring!
The Empire would endure, and its people would persist!
In the land promised by the “Gods”, his descendants would eventually lead the Empire’s people to reclaim it!
No, no, he was the son of God, he should be as eternal as the gods! He couldn’t die!
“Father! We can withstand this together!” The third prince urged anxiously.
“Listen to Father, go!” The second prince didn’t waste words, scooping up his two youngest sisters and swiftly fleeing the palace.
“Damn it!” The crown prince cursed, having no choice but to tuck two of his brothers under his arms and follow.
Seeing this, the other princes fell into panic.
“Fansai!”
Fansai knelt on one knee: “Your Eminence, I’ve already sent divine officials and temple guards to help the princesses escape.”
“Yao Xing, how long can you hold out?” The Barbarian Lord turned.
“Your Eminence, one minute at most,” Yao Xing gritted out, supporting himself with his staff.
“One minute? I’ll buy you the rest of the time!”
The Eternal Divine Spear!
The Barbarian Lord raised his holy sword high. As it flashed with golden light, it transformed into a golden light spear!
Outside the city.
The barbarian soldiers guarding the city had long noticed the strange phenomenon nearby.
“Fire arrows! Fire arrows!”
A rain of arrows covered the sky, descending upon the six figures.
“Protect His Highness!” Yin Hai drew his long blade and shouted.
At this point, there was no time to worry about proper titles.
“Hahahahaha! I’ll do it!”
E Lai leapt from his horse, concentrating powerful true qi in his palm, and struck out with all his might.
The domineering force met the rain of arrows like an avalanche, scattering them instantly.
“Ha!” Another shout infused with true qi.
The barbarian soldiers on the wall had their eardrums ruptured, dying as blood flowed from their seven orifices.
“There they are, kill them!”
Hong Jue arrived, shocked and enraged at the carnage on the wall.
Over a hundred streaks of fiery red light vaulted the wall, charging at the six.
“All experts, huh! Hahahaha!”
E Lai fell from the sky, directly crushing the leading Sun God official who couldn’t dodge in time into a pulp.
“Less talk. Drive them back a hundred paces from His Highness.”
Shen Jun flashed past E Lai, his long blade sweeping down. A blade energy tens of zhang long crashed down like a great Qiantang tide, instantly killing several Sun God officials.
“Click!”
The black wooden box on his back opened, eight other gilded dark blades flew out forming a blade array. Amid golden light, several more Sun God officials were beheaded.
“Kill!”
Xuanwu tore off his disguise, wielding a four-edged dark meteorite whip on the right flank. One lash to the chest turned a Sun God official into a mist of blood!
“Bastards!” Hong Jue’s eyes bulged seeing his subordinates slaughtered like vegetables.
Blazing Sun!
The world suddenly brightened. Spilled blood evaporated instantly as a huge fireball over ten zhang in diameter condensed in the sky, pressing down.
“Let me handle this,” Bai Shi smiled lightly.
Three Thousand Weak Waters• Drowning The World!
The sound of terrifying waves filled the air as Bai Shi raised his hand, enveloping the scorching sun in a massive funnel of true qi.
The two terrifying forces savagely tore at each other. Dissipating waves of heat constantly vaporized everything, making the barbarians in the city feel their skin burning unbearably, as if in a steamer.
“Your Highness…”
Yin Hai looked worriedly at Shen Yian, sensing he was facing difficulty.
Bloom!
Eternal Divine Spear!
The seven-colored lotus shattered. A huge golden light pillar rose from the ground, seemingly trying to push back the pouring sword energy to pierce the sky.
Shen Yian felt a tightness in his chest, gritting his teeth to swallow the blood in his throat. He had underestimated the toughness of that old turtle’s shell, and even more so the Barbarian Lord’s true strength.
If this old fellow were a few decades younger, he might have fully stepped into the Divine Wandering realm.
The Barbarian Lord gripped the divine spear tightly, his expression excited. His aged face seemed to grow younger under the golden light.
He was about to break through to that impossible Stage!
“Father Emperor! Lend me your sword to help me slay the barbarians!”
Thousands of miles away, in the Imperial Study of Tianwu City.
Emperor Wu abruptly stood up, striding out of the study, his gaze fixed on the far north.
“Zhao Hai! Bring me my sword!”
“Old man! Lend me your sword to help me slay the barbarians!”
“Boy, you now owe me two swords!”
In Tiannan Sword City, that unique individual set down his teacup, concentrating his one-of-a-kind sword energy to tear through the firmament.
“Hey! Writer! Lend me your sword to help me slay the barbarians!”
“Hahaha! Good! Don’t forget to treat me to a drink!”
The swordsman in the pavilion swept his brush, and a single ‘sword’ character appeared on the scroll. The scroll rolled up, transforming into his sword energy streaking across the sky.
“Hey! Drinker! Are you sober? Lend me your sword to help me slay the barbarians!”
“Have you forgotten that I can’t get drunk, kid?”
On a small boat, the swordsman looked regretfully at the wine gourd in his hand: “Go, my old friend!”
With a flick of his wrist, the gourd transformed into a divine rainbow shooting skyward.
“Sister Luo! Lend me your sword to help me slay the barbarians!”
At Bai Xue Manor, a peerless beauty leaned against the balustrade. As her delicate hand drew her sword, miles of snow melted, verdant green burst forth across the mountains, and a gentle spring breeze swept through the valley. This sword came with the spring wind and departed with winter snow!
“Nameless One! Lend me your sword to help me slay the barbarians!”
The nameless swordsman said nothing, but his Daluo sword was already unsheathed.
“I am Ye Beian! I would like to borrow your sword! Help me to kill the barbarians!”
On this night, three thousand sword intents slashed across the night sky of Great Qing.
On this night, he would slay a god!