Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Chen stared blankly at the white-clad woman in front of him, even a little dazed. He did not know whether everything he was seeing was real. If it was real, then was the person before him really her?

Her figure was valiant, her robes fluttering, her heroic air overwhelming, her sword qi awe-inspiring. She was a peerless beauty, like light, like a sword. Her gaze was incomparably sharp and cold, and her momentum incomparably grand, like a decisive executioner. Her eyes were incomparably clear, because there was nothing in them but killing intent, as cold as thousand-year-old ice.

The person before him was none other than Xue Qianying!

No one could know how shaken Jiang Chen was in his heart right now. Back then, he had clearly watched Xue Qianying fall, and Xue Qianying had died for him. Jiang Chen’s heart had been full of guilt. Even though in that battle he had been fully capable of slaughtering everyone, he had still watched Xue Qianying die right in front of his eyes.

At the moment Jiang Chen erupted in a thunderous rage and forcefully slew the Lord of Tianlai Boundary, he had turned around only to find that Xue Qianying had long since disappeared. But now she had appeared alive and well right in front of him. The shock of it was hard for Jiang Chen to accept.

Joy, shock, but even more doubt. Was she a dead person, or a puppet?

Jiang Chen could not sense it, because her soul seemed to have gone dormant, in complete deathly silence. Yet her eyes did not have that collapsed look of someone enslaved. On the contrary, they were as cold as ever, with nothing but endless killing intent.

“Xue Qianying!”

Jiang Chen shouted in a low voice. But Xue Qianying had no intention of stopping at all. Instead, she grew fiercer the more she fought, leaving Moling Dongchen with no way out. Moling Dongchen, on the other hand, noticed Jiang Chen’s arrival. Jiang Chen turned into a streak of light and blocked directly in front of the two. He slashed out with his sword and clashed blades with Xue Qianying. Jiang Chen actually felt an immense power spreading out over the Heavenly Dragon Sword. The recoil shocked him. There were not many people who could force Jiang Chen back with a single sword strike.

“Her strength is actually this great.”

Jiang Chen’s heart turned cold. He gazed intently at Xue Qianying. When her eyes met his, there was only endless killing intent, and nothing else. Jiang Chen knew she was no longer the Xue Qianying of before.

“I didn’t expect to run into you here.”

Moling Dongchen said with a bitter smile, a cold look on her face. She had already made up her mind to cut ties with Jiang Chen and devote herself entirely to reviving her family, yet fate had still tied the two of them firmly together.

“Are you all right?”

Jiang Chen asked with concern, glancing at Moling Dongchen. The coldness and complicated look in her eyes left Jiang Chen rather puzzled.

“If I weren’t, I wouldn’t be standing here.”

Moling Dongchen’s coldness left Jiang Chen not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Lady, what did I ever do to you? I saved your life, and that was a mistake?

It was not Jiang Chen who was wrong, nor Moling Dongchen. It was just that she had submitted to fate, because she had to choose to be with the people of the Bing Clan in order to obtain the inheritance of the Mo Clan. Otherwise, she had no choice at all. A person could not live only for herself. Moling Dongchen’s sacrifice for the Mo Clan was also her destiny.

“Get lost!”

Xue Qianying’s voice was icy. She said only those words. Her sword momentum changed, light and nimble as smoke, completely different from Jiang Chen’s sweeping, open style, yet just as effective in its own way. Xue Qianying’s sword was full of subtlety and agility, unlike Jiang Chen’s sword, which pressed forward without retreat, invincible wherever it went, killing gods when it met gods and killing Buddhas when it met Buddhas.

The two completely different kinds of sword qi kept setting off explosions in the void. Jiang Chen was forced back step by step. Xue Qianying’s strength had definitely reached Half-step Divine Emperor. Although Jiang Chen did not know why, there had to be someone behind her controlling all of this.

It was just that the current Xue Qianying perhaps knew nothing at all. Perhaps she was only a puppet.

“Don’t you recognize me anymore? Qianying!”

Jiang Chen backed away step by step. Even he could hardly withstand Xue Qianying’s sharp sword qi.

“Who you are has nothing to do with me. What I want is the Spirit Gathering Stone in her hands.”

Xue Qianying said coldly. The coldness in her eyes made Jiang Chen’s heart ache a little. But in the end they were not on the same path, and they were like strangers now. Jiang Chen felt neither joy nor sorrow. He knew he absolutely could not act on impulse, or else he might be forced back by Xue Qianying. She was no longer at the strength she had been back then.

“I want to see just who is controlling all of this from behind the scenes.”

Jiang Chen thought. This illusory realm of the Great Thunderclap Temple looked like a terrifying battle of body seizing. Great powers were gathering here, and experts kept appearing one after another. The Ten Great Temples and six great forces were all unwilling to fall behind, and there were even unknown forces who had entered. This illusory realm of the Great Thunderclap Temple truly could not be underestimated.

No matter what, Xue Qianying’s soul had not completely dissipated. For Jiang Chen, that was good news. At least it meant she was still alive. Who she was living for, however, was unknown.

Xue Qianying’s sword momentum forced Jiang Chen back completely. Jiang Chen had no desire to keep fighting and could only let Moling Dongchen leave first.

“You go first. I’ll come find you later. Being here, you’ll only drag me down.”

Jiang Chen said, his expression extremely stern. These words were true. If Moling Dongchen were here, Jiang Chen would actually be hampered.

Moling Dongchen let out a cold laugh, the corners of her mouth full of self-mockery.

“Yes, in your eyes, I’m only a burden. Then why bother saving me? Wouldn’t it be better to just let me die?”

Moling Dongchen turned and left. This time, she never looked back. Black hair and red sleeves, and a single tear full of sorrow. In his eyes, she was after all just a burden who could not bear any great responsibility. Why should Moling Dongchen bring more pain on herself?

Moling Dongchen vanished in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the void. Jiang Chen did not slacken in the slightest. He activated the Nine Supreme Saint Bones Pill once more. This was already the sixth time Jiang Chen had triggered the pill’s effect. One body became nine Supremes, and in an instant he stood on equal footing with Xue Qianying. Otherwise, he could not have blocked Xue Qianying’s spirit-like sword qi at all. Only like this could Jiang Chen stay undefeated.

At this moment, Jiang Chen already had an idea in his heart, and that was to set up a formation and kill Xue Qianying. Of course, he did not intend to truly kill her. He only wanted to force out the person behind the scenes. Of course, this was a gamble at enormous cost. At the final moment, Jiang Chen would have to go all out, and whether he could hold back his attack was still unknown.

Jiang Chen and Xue Qianying fought as they retreated. Meanwhile, on the other side, he had already silently laid out the Ashura Sword Formation. One hundred and eight Origin Divine Tools shot up to the peak of the void. The moment the formation was complete, Jiang Chen leapt out of the Ashura Sword Formation, while Xue Qianying was already trapped inside it.