Dragon-Marked War God

Everyone’s heart was surging. Although they could not enter the Drawing Sword Sect to watch this battle, the excitement in their hearts was hard to hide.

Counting Jiang Chen and Jun Tianchou, outside Myriad Swords City there were eight people in all whose strength had reached the Divine Emperor Realm. They followed the Great Elder of the Drawing Sword Sect into the Drawing Sword Sect, because only these few people were their final opponents.

There were five at the Early Divine Emperor Realm, and one more who was also at the Mid Divine Emperor Realm, similar to Jun Tianchou. Jiang Chen did not notice anything unusual about this person. He had silver hair, silver robes and a pair of silver pupils. His gaze was icy and extremely indifferent. He was more low-key than anyone, silent and saying nothing, simply following behind the Great Elder of the Drawing Sword Sect as the group quietly entered Myriad Swords City.

Only after entering Myriad Swords City did the mist part from the towering mountains and reveal their true face. Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the closed-off mountains. Formations were linked everywhere. It was simply an incomparable, heaven-reaching great formation.

The mountain gate was imposing and majestic, about a hundred zhang tall. Azure dragons coiled around it and flying cranes circled, and everywhere a rain of flowers filled the sky. Jiang Chen’s face was incomparably grave. Nine unreachably high mountain peaks revealed majesty and peril everywhere. On the central peak stood an incomparably magnificent great hall, wreathed in immortal mist and faintly visible amid the clouds.

“Everyone, ahead is the Sword Court of my Drawing Sword Sect. Please take your seats.”

The Great Elder of the Drawing Sword Sect said with a smile, and was the first to step into the Sword Court high in the nine heavens.

Below the Sword Court, the Drawing Sword Sect’s mountain gate was grand, with countless disciples, thousands upon thousands of them, an even more spectacular sight.

Streaks of sword qi crisscrossed. Seeing these youths full of spirit, Jiang Chen could not help thinking of himself back then. Now he was filled with endless emotion and could not help sighing. To have come this far, Jiang Chen’s strength and luck had both been indispensable.

Yan Qingcheng followed at Jiang Chen’s side and drew quite a lot of attention, especially from Jun Tianchou, who was extremely covetous of Yan Qingcheng. Everyone around could not help sidelong glances, because Yan Qingcheng was simply too beautiful, especially that cold, frost-like, coolly beautiful face, like a queen high above, to be admired from afar but not to be trifled with.

And her strength was also extremely formidable, so that no one dared to underestimate her.

“We meet again.”

Jiang Chen looked at Tantai Jingzang, his expression calm. But a bitter look appeared at the corner of Tantai Jingzang’s mouth, and for a moment she did not know what to say.

“Your strength has made me see you in a new light.”

Jiang Chen looked at Tantai Jingzang coldly.

“Did you come just to humiliate me?”

Tantai Jingzang took a deep breath and said in a low voice.

“Heh, you’re overthinking it. You’re not even worth my humiliating. After we left that place, we were square from then on.”

Jiang Chen shook his head and said.

“Square? Can we really be square?”

Tantai Jingzang searched her heart. She knew that what she owed Jiang Chen might never be repaid in her lifetime.

Jiang Chen had saved her several times. Tantai Jingzang would never forget that kindness, yet she could hardly repay it. Perhaps one day she would have such a chance.

“What I, Tantai Jingzang, owe you, I will never forget for the rest of my life. This time, if I face you in a duel, I will spare your life.”

After Tantai Jingzang finished speaking, she turned and left, her expression calm and her bearing graceful. She and Yan Qingcheng could be called the two peerless beauties of the Drawing Sword Sect’s gathering, equally cold as ice and frost, equally unsmiling.

Tantai Jingzang did not know what Jiang Chen was thinking, but she could not bring herself to kill Jiang Chen. She had never been a heartless, ungrateful person. She had only been forced by circumstances. Not everyone could laugh proudly at the world without misgivings. Only by standing at the summit of the gods would one have the majesty to look down on all living beings.

The instant she turned, Tantai Jingzang’s gaze met Yan Qingcheng’s. Yan Qingcheng was quite surprised too. As for Tantai Jingzang, she could not see through Yan Qingcheng’s depth at all. Was the woman at Jiang Chen’s side really so powerful?

Jiang Chen smiled and shook his head. It seemed Tantai Jingzang was full of confidence in herself. Having broken through to the Divine Emperor Realm, and with such great determination and belief, Tantai Jingzang might very well become his opponent this time. This woman had never shown her true depth, just as when she had left that undersea divine tomb, and she was still the same now.

“She feels somewhat guilty toward you, somewhat helpless, and even… somewhat attached to you.”

Yan Qingcheng said lightly.

“Attached? Stop joking, heh heh heh.”

Jiang Chen looked at Yan Qingcheng in disbelief.

“Believe it or not, it’s up to you.”

After Yan Qingcheng finished speaking, she closed her eyes to rest and said nothing more. But it left Jiang Chen smiling bitterly. That woman, as cold as a block of ice, attached to him? Wasn’t that a fantasy?

Jiang Chen did not believe Yan Qingcheng’s words. A woman’s words were absolutely not to be trusted, let alone those of the current Yan Qingcheng. She had said it entirely on a whim of her own.

“I am the Sect Master of the Drawing Sword Sect, Jian Tang! Friends, welcome to my Drawing Sword Sect. Your presence truly brings glory to my humble Drawing Sword Sect. Hahaha.”

At the head of the hall, a middle-aged man in splendid brocade robes, dignified in bearing and overflowing with domineering spirit, slowly stood up and said with a faint smile. An invisible intimidation, imposing without any show of anger, and the domineering spirit in his eyes made no one dare face his edge.

The Sect Master of the Drawing Sword Sect was a supreme expert with enormous standing throughout the entire Central Region Divine Land! Jiang Chen could not help sighing. Before the truly strong, his strength was clearly somewhat insufficient. At the very least, this Sect Master of the Drawing Sword Sect let Jiang Chen know that his strength was very likely far, far below his. Even if he fought to the death, it might not end well.

Although the Sect Master of the Drawing Sword Sect, Jian Tang, did not put pressure on anyone, his presence was still suffocating. This was the momentum of the strong, a supreme pressure that seeped in through every crack and was impossible to guard against.

Even Jun Tianchou and Tantai Jingzang did not dare to be the least bit presumptuous at this time. After all, before Jian Tang, they were in the end nothing to fear.

Beside Jian Tang were eight experts of the Mid Divine Emperor Realm, standing on either side. These people were all extremely formidable as well. These eight people, needless to say, must be the eight Sword Lords. As the pillars of the Drawing Sword Sect, the selection of the Sword Lord this time could be considered a matter of the utmost importance. No one dared take it lightly.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The sound of a chaotic brawl of flesh against flesh drew everyone’s attention. Outside the great hall, two figures had been fighting all the way from outside Myriad Swords City to here. It was entirely a hand-to-hand fight. There was no dazzling light, no spiritual power soaring into the sky, only the fiercest, most primal collisions.