Heaven-Surpassing Divine Emperor

A cold, sharp light flared in Luo Meng’s furious eyes, like tangible blades bursting forth.

Ever since he was young, he had displayed an astonishing and brilliant talent.

A Profound Tier Ninth Grade Martial Soul—the Fiery Demon Blade!

After stepping into the True Martial Realm, he had even successfully comprehended Blazing Fire Saber Intent.

Now, his cultivation had reached the True Martial Realm Ninth Stage!

He could even hold his own against an average Heavenly Destiny Realm expert. He was hailed as the second-greatest genius of the Luo Family’s current generation, second only to his monstrously talented older brother, Luo Qing!

In the past...

Even in the Saint Martial Sword Sect, a place teeming with geniuses and crowded with experts, he held a significant position.

Who would dare not show him some respect?

But now...

Despite him having already spoken out to stop it, Jiang Chen had still struck with the force of a thunderbolt, killing Lin Chong right in front of him.

This was, without a doubt, a vicious slap to his face!

Watching Jiang Chen take the Storage Ring from Lin Chong’s hand, a cold light flickered in Luo Meng’s eyes. His face twitched, contorting into a savage grimace, and his somber voice dripped with chilling killing intent. "You’re dead. In heaven or on earth, no one can save you now!"

"Lin Chong said the same thing to me just now. As for how he ended up, see for yourself!"

Jiang Chen glanced at Luo Meng and tossed Lin Chong’s corpse to the ground. It kicked up a cloud of dust, as if silently mocking Luo Meng.

The corners of Luo Meng’s mouth twitched, and his tightly clenched fists CRACKED. "You’ve got some nerve, kid! Do you really think you’re invincible?"

Although both Luo Meng and Lin Chong were Core Disciples.

Lin Chong had only just met the requirements to be a Core Disciple. Luo Meng, however, was far more powerful; he was even somewhat famous among the Core Disciples of the Saint Martial Sword Sect.

Even though Jiang Chen had just slain Lin Chong, Luo Meng was still fully confident he could cut Jiang Chen down with his blade!

"Enough talk. I heard people call you a natural-born swordsman. Draw your blade!" Jiang Chen said coldly.

"Since you’re so hell-bent on dying, I’ll grant your wish!"

Luo Meng nodded and shaped his hand like a blade. "However," he said flatly, "with your level of strength, you’re not worthy of me drawing my blade. I only need my palm as a blade to kill you!"

"So much bullshit. Eat my fist first—Flood Dragon Soaring to Heaven!"

With a cold shout, Jiang Chen was the first to strike with a ferocious punch.

ROAR—

A golden Flood Dragon Fist Shadow shot out.

The `Eight Celestial Dragon Divine Fist` was an Earth-Tier Martial Skill, its power immense and its presence overwhelming. Even someone as arrogant as Luo Meng couldn’t help but nod. "What a fine Flood Dragon Soaring to Heaven. This Fist Technique is so exquisite, it must be at least an Advanced Profound Tier Martial Skill. I won’t kill you outright. I’ll capture you alive and force this Martial Skill out of you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Meng also launched his attack with the force of a thunderbolt.

His hand became a blade as he chopped down with his palm.

SWISH—

In an instant, his palm was enveloped in a layer of crimson True Essence. Blazing tongues of fire erupted from the True Essence, coalescing into a crimson Palm Blade dozens of meters long that cleaved through the air.

BOOM!

Even though it was just a Palm Blade, it still unleashed an incomparably terrifying power.

The moment the fist shadow and Palm Blade collided, the crimson flames became incredibly violent, actually slicing the Flood Dragon Fist Shadow in two.

’This is bad!’

Jiang Chen’s pupils shrank. He stomped on the air and retreated rapidly.

The aftershock of the Palm Blade rained down.

RUMBLE—

The earth trembled and dust billowed. When everything settled, a fissure five meters wide, over thirty meters long, and a meter deep had appeared on the ground.

The earth on both sides of the fissure had been burned to ash.

Black smoke billowed out from it.

HISS—

The powerful strike elicited a wave of shocked gasps.

Even Yun Jianshen narrowed his eyes, a strange light flashing within them. ’As expected of a natural-born swordsman. Luo Meng’s strength is astonishing. Even if I were to face him, I’m afraid I’d be slightly inferior!’

"I didn’t expect Luo Meng to be this strong."

A grave expression appeared on Aunt Yun’s pale face. She said in a low voice, "Although that boy Jiang Chen has astonishing talent, the gap in cultivation between him and Luo Meng is too large. I’m afraid he’s going to lose this fight."

Hearing this, Xiaoo Qingyi’s expression changed slightly. Her eyes filled with deep worry, and she clasped her jade-white hands together. Her clear, pleasant voice called out, "Brother Chen, you have to be careful!"

"Don’t worry, Qingyi! This guy isn’t qualified to kill me!" Jiang Chen grinned at her. "Wait for me to slaughter him, and then I’ll listen to you play your qin!"

"Okay!"

Xiaoo Qingyi nodded and said earnestly, "I just learned an ancient melody. When you return victorious, Brother Chen, I’ll play it for you!"

"Alright!"

Jiang Chen laughed heartily, his fighting spirit soaring.

Glares burning with jealousy landed on Jiang Chen.

Ever since Xiaoo Qingyi appeared, her devastatingly beautiful face had captivated everyone present.

But now...

She was actually worried about Jiang Chen, cheering him on. How could this not make people jealous?

Even Luo Meng couldn’t help but clench his fists. His gaze on Jiang Chen grew even more grim and cold. ’What right does this kid have to earn Miss Qingyi’s favor? No... Miss Qingyi belongs to me! You little bastard aren’t qualified to have her favor at all.’

"Idiot. Someone like you wants to win over Qingyi? Why don’t you take a piss and look at your own reflection..." Jiang Chen sneered.

"You..."

Luo Meng’s face darkened.

His appearance had always been a sore spot. For Jiang Chen to bring it up now was like rubbing salt in the wound, completely enraging him.

SHING—

The piercing ring of a blade being drawn sounded as Luo Meng pulled the Battle Blade from its sheath.

It was a crimson Battle Blade!

Golden Inscriptions were carved upon it, standing out strikingly against the crimson blade.

The moment the Battle Blade was drawn, its sharp edge erupted with a terrifying cold light.

An Advanced Profound Tier Weapon—the Tiger Demon Mountain-breaking Saber!

This saber was forged from the hardest bones of a Tier Two High-Level Demon Beast, the Red Flame Demon Tiger. It was inscribed with three layers of Tier Two Inscriptions, all of which amplified fire, increasing his combat power by a full seventy percent!

The moment the Tiger Demon Mountain-breaking Saber appeared, its cold glint was so brilliant it was blinding!

"Kid, once I draw my blade, your death is certain. Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Show your weapon!" Luo Meng said nonchalantly, holding the Tiger Demon Mountain-breaking Saber.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath.

With a flip of his palm, the Qingfeng Sword appeared in his hand as he stared at Luo Meng.

One held a saber, like an unparalleled swordsman who dominated the world; the other gripped a sword, like a peerless swordsman met in a narrow pass!

A surging wind from the blade emanated from the Tiger Demon Mountain-breaking Saber, while sharp Sword Qi swept out from the Qingfeng Sword.

The blade’s wind and the Sword Qi collided in the space between the two.

HISSSS—

Terrifying waves of energy swept out in all directions. The fierce wind kicked up sand and dust, which slowly settled back to the ground.

As the last grain of sand hit the ground.

The two of them, at almost the exact same moment, activated their Saber Technique and Sword Technique...

"Gale Break!"

"Fiery Sun Slash!"

A sphere of Sword Qi erupted forth, while the Blazing Fire blade-light shone like the blazing sun.

The two attacks collided at incredible speed.

BOOM—

The blade-light and Sword Qi dissipated at the same time.

The clash of their first moves was actually an even match!

"Your Sword Technique is quite good, but there’s no way you can block this next strike!" Luo Meng smiled nonchalantly and swung his saber again. "Mountain-Crushing Slash!"

SWISH—

Two full beams of blade-light cut through the air toward him.

Jiang Chen’s gaze was icy as he raised his sword to meet them. "Wind God Extreme!"

WHOOSH—

This sword strike stirred up a wild wind, sending out wave after wave of sharp, unending Sword Qi.

However...

As powerful as Wind God Extreme was, it was still easily destroyed by the peerless blade-light.

The first beam of blade-light broke through the vast Sword Qi Storm, and the second followed close behind.

Jiang Chen had no time to dodge, let alone change his move. He could only raise his sword to block.

CLANG—

The blade-light hacked down heavily on the Qingfeng Sword.

SNAP!

With a crisp sound, the Qingfeng Sword broke. The blade-light paused for an instant before falling. In that nick of time, Jiang Chen pulled back, retreating a hundred meters, but a gash was still cut across his chest, fresh blood staining his robes.

Circulating his True Essence to seal the wound, Jiang Chen looked down at the broken sword in his hand, his expression grim.

Luo Meng laughed loudly, standing with his saber in hand. "Kid, even your sword is broken. What are you going to fight me with now?"

"Brother Chen..."

Xiaoo Qingyi’s face was pale with anxiety. She looked at Aunt Yun beside her and pleaded, "Aunt Yun, can you step in and save Brother Chen?"

Just as Aunt Yun was about to nod, her expression faltered. A look of surprise and doubt appeared in her eyes as she said in a low voice, "Wait a little longer... It seems your little boyfriend still has an ace up his sleeve!"

"Hm?"

Xiaoo Qingyi froze for a moment, then looked toward Jiang Chen.

CLANG!

Jiang Chen tossed the broken sword aside and shook his head lightly. "I didn’t want to use this, but you’ve forced my hand. I can’t hide my skills any longer. This is the first time I’ve used it since I obtained it... Luo Meng, you should feel honored. You will be the first genius it slays after reappearing in the world!"

Before his voice had faded, Jiang Chen’s hands formed a Seal Technique. He brought them together in front of his chest, then slowly pulled them apart.

A pitch-black light pulsed between his palms, and the shadow of a sword gradually materialized.

Jiang Chen’s gaze suddenly became sharp, and his icy voice seemed to announce the arrival of an invincible, venerable sword...

"Come forth, Demon Sword—Spirit Slayer!"

PS: Damn, I finally finished the fourth Chapter update! Little Tian has to go to sleep. If I don’t sleep now, the sun will be up. I’ll try to update during the day from now on. Goodnight, everyone!