Immortal of the Nine Realms

Chapter 386: This Sword

Chapter 386: This Sword

According to the description provided in Introduction to the Three Thousand Daos, if a cultivator's foundation was at the Source of Authority, the twelve immortal veins would resemble twelve coiling dragon pillars, with each immortal vein having a five-clawed golden dragon.

However, his immortal veins didn't look like that at all!

He could clearly see that the twelve immortal veins had taken the shape of swords. They were like twelve ancient and simple immortal swords, standing in the midst of the world within Fang Chen's body.

They were enveloped in a thick and majestic sword intent that had almost turned tangible, like flames billowing about his sword body.

Fang Chen's expression was somewhat solemn. "Did my immortal veins mutate because I am a sword cultivator? Or does it have something to do with Little Sword's special origin?"

The aura of the twelve immortal sword veins was obviously more majestic and powerful than Source of Authority!

Fang Chen could clearly sense that his sword body was more than a hundred times stronger than before, indicating that they had clearly reached the third rank!

The only thing that was out of Fang Chen's expectations was the change in his immortal veins! However, Fang Chen didn't know if this change was for the good or worse. He didn't know how it'd affect his cultivation in the later stages of Introduction to the Three Thousand Daos

Profound White Divine Monarch and his subordinates had already arrived at the crack by now and were preparing to conduct a search.

Fang Chen slowly opened his eyes, and strong sword intent flashed in his gray-white eyes before it disappeared.

"Little Mirror, are you aware of the changes in my body?" asked Fang Chen inwardly.

Mirror of the Universe responded, "Brother, your immortal veins have advanced. This type of immortal veins is rarely seen."

"Only a high-rank sword cultivation technique and a specially crafted destiny flying sword can possibly condense the Immortal Sword Veins!

"Are Immortal Sword Veins better than Source of Authority?"

"Brother, can you give me a hundred low-grade spirit stones? This question requires spirit stones."

Fang Chen casually threw a hundred low-grade spirit stones.

After absorbing them, Mirror of the Universe spoke up."Source of Authority is a term used by the Three Thousand Dao Sect for immortal veins. In terms of rank, if we compare it to the Immortal Sword Veins, it's half a level lower."

"Half a level lower? Does that mean that the Immortal Sword Veins I have condensed are stronger than Source of Authority?" asked Fang Chen.

If that was the case, then this was a good thing.

Little Sword's voice rang in Fang Chen's ears. "Little Chen, I have completely digested everything. Do you want me to see the ants above on their way?"

Fang Chen's gaze flickered slightly. He could use the Shadow Buddha Technique and quietly leave, avoiding a confrontation with the Demon Cloud Emperor and the others. But since he had just advanced to the third rank of the sword body, this opportunity presented a good chance to test his power.

He'd have a more thorough understanding of his strength this way, which would allow him to handle Tong Hu and the others more easily when the trade conference rolled around.

The voice of the Profound White Divine Monarch sounded. "You've been hiding here for quite some time, haven't you?"

He had brought a group of subordinates to surround the area and stared coldly at Fang Chen with a sneer on his face.

"His Majesty is here personally. Will you come up with me, or shall I bring you up myself?" asked Profound White Divine Monarch while setting up measures around, seemingly wary of Fang Chen's strange escape technique.

Fang Chen chuckled lightly. "Lead the way."

Profound White Divine Monarch was slightly surprised. Why is he so calm?

After pondering for a moment, he snorted inwardly. It didn't matter how many tricks he had up his sleeve, with the Demon Cloud Emperor here, it was impossible for him to escape.

"Let's go," said Profound White Divine Monarch indifferently.

The moment the group walked out of the crevice, the Demon Cloud Emperor sensed them. He quickly arrived in front of everyone with a few flickers in the air.

The divine monarchs nearby rushed over too and cast strange glances at Fang Chen.

This young man was the one who had caused all this upheaval? He was the reason the Demon Cloud Emperor had mobilized dozens of Divine Monarchs?

"Your Majesty, we've brought the person over," reported Profound White Divine Monarch respectfully.

The Demon Cloud Emperor nodded lightly and looked at Fang Chen. "Junior, where is my Demon Suppression Wheel?"

"It's gone," replied Fang Chen honestly.

Gone?

A cold light flashed in the Demon Cloud Emperor's eyes.

He stared at Fang Chen for a few moments, deep in thought. After a while, he said lightly, "I'll give you a choice. If you tell me how you destroyed the Demonic Suppression Wheel, and also give me the technique that you used to evade Profound White Divine Monarch's pursuit, I will offer you a chance to leave this place alive"

Fang Chen frowned. "Just a chance? Are there any other options?"

"Junior, His Majesty giving you a chance to leave alive is already extremely gracious. If it were us, we would have taken your life."

The surrounding Divine Monarchs chimed in and laughed darkly.

“The Demon Cloud Empire is really full of evildoers.”

"Evildoers?" The Demon Cloud Emperor's eyes revealed a hint of cold mockery. "Since you've come to the Demon Cloud Empire, you should know what kind of place this is. We may be evildoers in your eyes, but in our eyes, you are nothing more than an ant."

"Have you made a choice?"

Fang Chen nodded. "Yes."

Suddenly, terrifying and majestic sword intent surged from Fang Chen, with endless spiritual energy flowing.

The invisible flames enveloping the twelve Immortal Sword Veins were raging wildly.

The Eight Desolation Supreme Sword Scripture, the first move!

The surroundings were blanketed with dazzling sword light. Profound White Divine Monarch and the rest of the Divine Monarchs felt their eyes sting with pain. Suddenly, tears of blood rolled down their eyes.

They were shocked to the core. However, before they could react, a sword aura had traversed the sky, instantly engulfing the Demon Cloud Emperor.

This sword was filled with a destructive aura!

This sword was awe-inspiring, like a divine command!

This sword could cut through everything!

The Demon Cloud Emperor looked down at his body.

He saw his physical body disintegrating under an incomparably powerful force. His hands, feet, and the luxurious clothes he wore couldn't withstand this force.

"You are a sword cultivator!" roared Demon Cloud Emperor roared angrily, his voice resounding across dozens of miles.

A sword cultivator!?

Profound White Divine Monarch and others couldn't believe their ears. This young man was the legendary sword cultivator they had heard of but never seen?

He was one of those lunatics?! Those battle maniacs?!

Everyone felt as if time had slowed down as they watched the Demon Cloud Emperor disintegrate.

"I will never die here!"

The Demon Cloud Emperor's eyes turned bloodshot. A terrifying power surged out of his body, attempting to resist Fang Chen's sword intent. However, no matter what techniques he used, or no matter how much he circulated his immense spiritual energy, he couldn't stop his body from disintegrating and collapsing.

The crowd watched as the Demon Cloud Emperor took out a golden red pill. The pill released a terrifying and majestic power.

However, under Fang Chen's sword, this power was weak, akin to a helpless woman.

Soon, even the red golden pill began to disintegrate.

The Demon Cloud Emperor finally realized that he was doomed to die today and that there was no saving him from this.

His heart was filled with unwillingness. If he had known that the person he had been chasing was a sword cultivator, he would never have underestimated him and been so careless. Unfortunately, it was all too late.

A few breaths later, the Demon Cloud Emperor turned into dust and disappeared.

Fang Chen sighed softly in his heart. "As usual, not even his storage ring was spared. I destroyed everything with a single sword again."

This move alone gave him a deep understanding of his strength. His offensive power had improved by leaps and bounds!