Dragon-Marked War God

Every time Jiang Chen’s soul power tried to envelop her, she showed an extremely terrifying power of resistance. Fortunately Jiang Chen had been very careful every time. After several such experiments, Jiang Chen knew that her soul defenses were simply too strong. She did not allow anyone to enter her world at all, let alone her inner world. The thoughts in the depths of her soul were something no one could violate.

Over time, Jiang Chen stopped probing Yan Qingcheng, afraid that if she found out, he would be unable to explain himself even with a hundred mouths.

In Kunshan County, no place was bigger than Myriad Swords City. In the city there were mountains, in the mountains there was a sect, and in the sect the Dao of the sword ran in every direction, thousands upon thousands of paths, endless and inexhaustible.

Jiang Chen had long since heard of the terror of the Drawing Sword Sect. Tantai Jingzang had once told him that the Fossil Sect was only one subsidiary sect of the Drawing Sword Sect. One could imagine how powerful the Drawing Sword Sect was.

Myriad Swords City, as the name suggested, was named for the Drawing Sword Sect. This terrifying sword sect had stood over the entire Central Region Divine Land for more than ten million years without falling. The terror within it was absolutely unknown to outsiders.

Jiang Chen even wondered whether there might be Great Emperor Realm experts in this Drawing Sword Sect. Just as the Ancestral Dragon Emperor had said, the Divine World still had Great Emperor Realm experts. They simply did not want to show themselves. Much of the time they were quietly cultivating, because after breaking through to the Great Emperor Realm, their pursuits became even more illusory, or rather even more remote. Making further breakthroughs and achievements beyond the Great Emperor Realm was extremely difficult.

Better to believe it exists than to believe it does not. So Jiang Chen was still full of awe toward this Drawing Sword Sect. After all, the Drawing Sword Sect was a great sect of the Central Region Divine Land.

One Pagoda and one Hall occupy the two sides, the Silver Sea and Eight Extremes Mountain stand before them; Wuyun clouds blot out the sun as Ghost Pills appear, drawn swords and the Galaxy are drunk on beacon smoke. As for the terror of the Drawing Sword Sect, Jiang Chen hoped he could witness it properly this time.

“Xue Liang, oh Xue Liang, I wonder where you are now. Is this really you?”

Looking at the enormous Myriad Swords City, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, with the Drawing Sword Sect inside its walls, Jiang Chen marveled at the sight.

Outside Myriad Swords City, countless experts had gathered. But Jiang Chen had already reached the Divine Emperor Realm. Even to the people of the Central Region Divine Land, Jiang Chen could already be counted as a grandmaster of his generation. Those taking part in this Lishan Sword Ceremony were probably all at the Divine Emperor Realm. Xue Liang’s strength should also have broken through to the Divine Emperor Realm by now. So this Lishan Sword Ceremony would definitely not be simple for Jiang Chen either.

Standing on a mountaintop, Jiang Chen gazed toward the peak of the void. A faintly visible holy mountain appeared on the horizon, stretching as far as the eye could see. Jiang Chen seemed to see boundless, endless light dazzling his eyes. On that illusory holy mountain, something like a broken sword lay across it. Its terrifying sword might overawed the heavens, and nothing beneath the sky dared disobey.

“How truly magnificent. Inside that Myriad Swords City, there seems to be something attracting me.”

Jiang Chen murmured, but a strong light burst forth in his eyes.

“Jiang Chen, it’s you, Jiang Chen!”

A deafening shout sounded in Jiang Chen’s ears. In that moment, Jiang Chen frowned tightly. This voice was incomparably familiar, but it also filled Jiang Chen with hatred.

“Hahahaha, it really is you. I searched high and low for you, and I never thought you’d show up here. I never thought, I truly never thought it.”

A domineering shout echoed around Jiang Chen’s ears. As Jiang Chen turned, his eyes gradually narrowed.

“Jun Tianchou!”

Jiang Chen would not forget this person, but this person would even less forget Jiang Chen. Back when he was going through his rebirth and reincarnation, he had been killed by Jiang Chen. He had never thought he would run into Jiang Chen here again today.

When enemies meet, their eyes burn red! As the strongest genius of the Jun Family, Jun Tianchou’s power was beyond doubt. The current Jun Tianchou was long since no longer the Jun Tianchou of the past.

Jun Tianchou had waited far, far too long for this day. There had been a time when he had wanted to break through the void to search for Jiang Chen, but he had hated not having that kind of strength, so he had kept waiting quietly. Heaven does not let down those who work hard. He had finally waited for Jiang Chen. This time he would definitely not let this guy go.

Jun Tianchou had never imagined that on this trip to the Drawing Sword Sect to take part in the contest for Sword Lord, he would actually run into his destined rival. It truly felt like the kind of coincidence that only happens in stories. But precisely because of this, Jun Tianchou had already locked his gaze firmly on Jiang Chen. The hatred between them was not something that could be explained in a word or two.

Jun Tianchou’s strength had already reached the Mid Divine Emperor Realm. His appearance undoubtedly put no small pressure on Jiang Chen too.

For Jun Tianchou, Jiang Chen was the first person who had destroyed all his beliefs. It was precisely that battle in the Saint Origin World that had made him grow stronger and stronger. Now, with the strength of the Mid Divine Emperor Realm, Jun Tianchou was unstoppable and invincible. At least in the Jun Family, and even in all of Kunshan County, there were absolutely not many who had reached his level of strength, very few indeed, and those who could contend with him were rarer than phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

Jun Tianchou stared at Jiang Chen, and Jiang Chen stared at Jun Tianchou. Both of them knew this battle had become unavoidable. And Jun Tianchou had waited far, far too long for this battle, so long that he had grown impatient. He believed that his destined rival, in the unseen workings of fate, was Jiang Chen. He had to defeat him, had to kill him, to undo the knot in his heart. For Jun Tianchou, this battle was not merely a fight to the death. It was the key battle that would decide whether he could break through to the Great Emperor Realm in the future. So Jun Tianchou was determined to win.

“You made me wait so long, and search so hard.”

Jun Tianchou said lightly.

“Yes. So today, you’ve come to die again?”

Jiang Chen also said coldly, a chill at the corner of his mouth.

“Your words are still as arrogant as ever, but your strength leaves much to be desired. Heh heh heh.”

Jun Tianchou shook his head and said.

“If I could kill you once, I can kill you a second time. If I can kill you a second time, I can kill you a third time. Who do you think should die today?”

Jiang Chen stood with his arms crossed, looking at Jun Tianchou. The clash of their gazes was already enough to make people’s hearts tremble.

“You’re very confident, but today you’re destined to die here with your regrets.”

Jun Tianchou said with incomparable confidence.

“I’ve always believed an old saying: he who laughs last laughs best.”

Jiang Chen said.

“Good. Then let’s begin. Only by killing you can I eliminate the inner demon in my heart. Jiang Chen, prepare to die. I’ve waited for this day for a very, very long time.”

Meeting again, in their eyes there was only killing intent that crossed their past lives. Apart from that, there was nothing at all!