Heaven-Surpassing Divine Emperor

"The Celestial Alliance is a fucking joke!"

A cold light erupted in Jiang Chen’s eyes, his face surging with rage.

These Lu siblings were simply going too far!

Coupled with the Celestial Alliance’s utter arrogance and their power to blot out the sky, Jiang Chen’s fury reached its peak.

Like an erupting volcano, his anger flared to the heavens!

"Damn, this kid is looking to die!"

"Look at Lu Ling’s face! It’s as black as charcoal. He’s been completely enraged!"

"It’s over. That kid’s a dead man!"

The surrounding crowd cried out in alarm, their gazes toward Jiang Chen a mixture of pity and schadenfreude.

The Celestial Alliance!

They were too strong!

So strong that in the Saint Martial Sword Sect, their power was nearly absolute.

Even the high-and-mighty Elders rarely dared to slight the Celestial Alliance, let alone Outer Sect Disciples like them.

The Tower Guardian Elder watched Jiang Chen with great interest, the corners of his mouth tipping up in a playful arc.

「Meanwhile...」

Lu Ling was already seething with rage. His handsome features were completely twisted, and his bright, star-like eyes spat tangible flames of fury. The long sword in his hand hummed, erupting with terrifying killing intent and a biting edge. "Good. Very good. It’s been a long time since anyone dared to challenge the might of my Celestial Alliance. Boy, tell me, how do you want to die?"

"I want to watch you die!"

Jiang Chen said faintly.

Disregard!

This was blatant, naked disregard!

When had a dignified Eight-star Core Disciple, the man known as the Little Sword Saint, ever been so thoroughly scorned?

It was simply pouring oil on the fire!

"Three strikes!"

Lu Ling suppressed his rage, took a deep breath, and said, enunciating each word, "Within three strikes, I will kill you!"

An ice-cold sword edge shot toward the sky.

"First strike!"

SWISH...

A sword swept through the air, instantly erupting with snowflake-like Sword Auras that drifted about, filling the view with a vast expanse of white. It was as if a blizzard had truly started in the dead of winter, but those splendid snowflakes were, in reality, Sword Auras containing boundless killing intent!

"That’s Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon from the Earth Tier Beginner Sword Technique, the Wind and Snow Sword Technique! Legend says that if you cultivate Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon to its peak, you can make snowflakes drift for a hundred zhang. Within that hundred-zhang radius, it’s all wind and snow Sword Qi—to touch it is to die!"

"Lu Ling is known as the Little Sword Saint; his talent in the Sword Dao is immense. He’s already stirred up a snowstorm dozens of zhang wide. He can’t be far from reaching Great Success!"

"That kid is so dead!"

The crowd exclaimed again and again, looking with pity at Jiang Chen, who was enveloped in the vast expanse of Snowflake Sword Qi.

Lu Ling’s face was full of confidence.

In the next moment, however, the smile on Lu Ling’s face froze solid, as if blasted by an icy wind.

The snowflakes drifting between heaven and earth rushed toward Jiang Chen wave after wave, but just as they came within a finger’s breadth of his body, the Snowflake Sword Qi was swatted away as if by a huge, invisible hand.

BANG! BANG! BANG...

The streams of Snowflake Sword Qi exploded one after another.

They didn’t touch Jiang Chen in the slightest.

Not even a single strand of his hair was cut!

"How is this possible?" Lu Ling’s eyes widened.

Lu Yunxia’s small mouth fell open. "Second Brother, wh-what’s going on?"

"Don’t worry, Little Sister. This boy must have cultivated a powerful Defensive Martial Skill. My next strike will definitely break his defense!" Lu Ling snarled through gritted teeth. "The second form of Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon—Flowers in the Mist!"

WHOOSH!

With a flick of his sword, ice-blue True Essence surged forth.

The flakes of Snowflake Sword Qi seemed to feel a summons, rushing toward the long sword in his hand like arrows returning to the quiver.

The flakes of Snowflake Sword Qi stacked on top of one another, instantly turning into solid ice.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, the Ice Long Sword exploded with a BANG, transforming into countless tiny ice swords that shot toward Jiang Chen.

These ice swords were all transparent and bright, reflecting light with a blinding glare.

It made one feel as if they were looking at flowers in the mist, making it extremely difficult to discern the ice swords’ trajectories.

"Get lost!"

Jiang Chen threw a punch.

His golden True Essence was incredibly condensed. The punch shot out as if to pierce through the entire world.

BOOM—

The golden fist shadow, as large as a small house, rampaged forward, dragging a terrifying storm of fist energy behind it. It annihilated all the ice swords, turning them into chips of ice that danced in the air.

Jiang Chen retracted his fist, looked at Lu Ling with a cold sneer, and said faintly, "Two strikes have passed. You have one left."

"Damn it!"

Lu Ling trembled with rage, grinding his teeth. He flung his arms wide, then brought them together in front of him. Gripping his long sword with both hands, he unleashed a blade glow that pulsed with an incomparably sharp edge. "With this sword strike, I will cut you down... The third form—Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon!"

The wind swept in.

Snowflakes drifted down, like a shower of falling petals.

A silver, full moon made of Sword Qi lay horizontally in midair.

This sword strike was incomparably splendid, incomparably dazzling, incomparably magnificent.

And likewise...

This sword strike was also incomparably dangerous!

The silver moon spun rapidly. A closer look revealed that it was Lu Ling’s long sword, rotating at an incredible speed like a disk. It rushed toward Jiang Chen, slicing even the Spiritual Qi in its path.

The drifting Snowflake Sword Qi and the gale from the sharp swordsmanship were pulled along by the spinning silver moon, heading straight for Jiang Chen, threatening to slice him in half at the waist!

"Second Brother, you actually perfected Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon?" Lu Yunxia asked, her face full of excitement.

Lu Ling nodded, his voice full of pride. "I mastered this move half a month ago. I was hiding it, planning to use it during the Celestial Fate Hunting. I just didn’t expect this kid to force me to use it early. Still, he can die proud, being the first to fall to my Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon!"

"Mhm, he’s a dead man!"

Lu Yunxia nodded vigorously as well.

However...

Facing this attack, Jiang Chen simply pointed a finger.

HUM!

A spot of golden light condensed on his fingertip. "One Finger Shatters the Earth!" 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

As the finger-light pulsed, a hundred-meter-long golden finger, like a pillar holding up the heavens, slammed viciously into the silver moon.

BOOM—

The full moon shattered. The golden finger continued onward, crashing heavily into Lu Ling’s chest.

"Gah..."

Lu Ling spat out a mouthful of blood as his entire chest caved in. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string and slammed heavily onto the ground. He looked at Jiang Chen, his face full of disbelief. "How can you be so strong?"

It all happened too fast!

Just a moment ago, Lu Ling had looked like victory was in his grasp. Who could have imagined that in the blink of an eye, he would be defeated by a single finger from Jiang Chen?

SWISH!

In a flash, Jiang Chen appeared and stomped Lu Ling to the ground. His eyes were ice-cold. "You were just saying you wanted to kill me, weren’t you? I never go looking for trouble, but if anyone dares to provoke me, I’ll pay them back a hundred times over. Now, you can go die!"

"No! You can’t kill me! I’m a member of the Celestial Alliance! My big brother is Lu Jie, one of the ten great prodigies of the Outer Sect..." The icy aura of death enveloped Lu Ling. He panicked, roaring and begging for his life.

Just then, the sound of something rapidly breaking the air came from the horizon. A young man wearing the long robes of a Nine-star Core Disciple flew over and landed beside Lu Yunxia. His sharp, falcon-like eyes fixed on Jiang Chen as he said coldly, "Boy, let my brother go. Otherwise, I have a hundred ways to make you wish you were dead!"

This newcomer was none other than Lu Jie, one of the ten great prodigies of the Outer Sect!

Seeing Lu Jie arrive, Lu Ling’s confidence returned in a flash. He sneered at Jiang Chen and bellowed, "Boy, what are you waiting for? Let me go! My big brother is one of the ten great prodigies of the Outer Sect. Killing you would be easy for him. If you let me go and kowtow in apology, this young master might even ask my big brother to leave you a complete corpse."

"Are you done?"

Jiang Chen hadn’t glanced at Lu Jie once. He looked down at Lu Ling and asked.

Lu Ling froze. "Y-yes, I’m done!"

"Oh? Since you’re done, let me borrow something from you," Jiang Chen said.

"What?"

Lu Ling asked subconsciously.

"Let me borrow your head!"

Jiang Chen sneered, and a cold light shot from his fingertip.

"No—"

Lu Ling shuddered violently, and his large head was lopped clean off by Jiang Chen’s Sword Finger.

With a kick, he sent Lu Ling’s massive head rolling across the ground a few times until it came to a stop at Lu Jie’s feet.

Outside the Scripture Pavilion, there was complete silence.

Only Lu Yunxia’s scream and Lu Jie’s icy words seemed to exist in the world...

"You dare kill my brother? I’ll tear you to pieces!"