Myriad Daos of the Heaven

Eight-direction Wind and Rain, Earth and Heaven Shaking!

Sword Shadow Like a Dream, Ten Thousand Stars!

The Wandering Dragon Holy Sword was like a True Dragon in the sky, soaring and weaving, its aura overwhelming mountains and rivers.

Jiang Jichen danced with his sword, executing two Ancient Group Attack Sword Techniques. Empowered by the Wandering Dragon Holy Sword, they erupted with terrifying power.

Layers of sword blossoms, like the coming of the Eight-direction Wind and Rain, shook the heavens and trembled the mountains and rivers.

Specks of Sword Light, like ten thousand stars scattering, illuminated the night sky, ubiquitous.

"He... he actually used the Holy Sword! Fall back!"

The disciples of Lingxu Temple surrounding Jiang Jichen suddenly snapped to their senses. Their faces turned deathly pale, and they tried to retreat.

At the same time, they unleashed their strongest attacks, desperately trying to bombard Jiang Jichen.

"Five Thunder Palm Technique!"

"Binding Spirit Seal!"

"Life-cutting Sword Skill!"

Lingxu Temple claimed to possess Three Thousand Dao Skills. At this moment, each disciple used different Daoist Techniques of extraordinary power, bombarding Jiang Jichen from all directions.

However, with the Holy Sword in hand, a single strike could shatter ten thousand techniques.

Starry Night passed through, and all of the Daoist Skill attacks dissipated. Then, the wind-and-rain sword blossoms tore through the void, landing on the bodies of the Lingxu Temple disciples.

"PFFT! PFFT!"

The Sword Shadows and blossoms formed by the Holy Sword were impossible to block or dodge.

Moreover, even when they activated their strongest defenses, they were easily cut open and struck in their vitals.

Thus, of the dozen or so Lingxu Temple disciples surrounding him, half were killed by Jiang Jichen’s two Group Attack Sword Techniques, a few more were injured, and only a handful remained unscathed, though they were drenched in a cold sweat from shock.

Jiang Jichen’s Swordsmanship was just too sharp and unparalleled. Besides the might of the Holy Sword and the strength of his Sword Skill, the most important factor was the Sword Qi condensed from the mysterious Ancient Spiritual Power he wielded.

Watching this scene, everyone felt their hearts pound with terror.

Even Ling Dong was dumbfounded!

It was his first time facing Jiang Jichen. He simply couldn’t believe that a mere Junior Cultivator at the Innate Ninth Realm could be this strong.

But... a genius Transcender, Ancient Sword Technique, an Ancient Holy Sword, and mysterious Ancient Spiritual Power—all of these concentrated in a single person... this...

Ling Dong suddenly felt he had been too impulsive, a bitter taste filling his mouth.

"Jiang Jichen, you’re just relying on the sharpness of your Holy Sword and the wonders of your Spiritual Power! Without them, I could obliterate you with a single palm strike!"

Ling Dong and the remaining Lingxu Temple disciples gracefully retreated a hundred meters, putting distance between themselves and Jiang Jichen, as he coldly rebuked him.

"So what? Luck is a part of strength. Besides... this Saint Weapon and mysterious Ancient Spiritual Power are my own. Enough talk. I may love peace, but I won’t be bullied. Let’s settle this with our lives!"

Jiang Jichen spoke faintly, looking as if he were being forced to act against his will.

But everyone listening almost coughed up blood.

’Damn it, one second he’s saying he loves peace, and the next he’s talking about a life-or-death battle.’

’Could you be any more hypocritical or shameless?’

Jiang Jichen then raised his sword, pointed it at the Flowing Cloud Sect’s second senior brother in the distance, and said, "And you. You drew your sword on me while I was saving someone, trying to take my life. The enmity between us is irreconcilable. We must fight to the death!"

"Ah, pfft!"

Many people almost couldn’t stop themselves from spitting blood again.

But at the same time, their expressions changed drastically.

Many of them had personally witnessed the irreconcilable hatred between Jiang Jichen and the Celestial Bandit Gang.

’Damn, as soon as he shows up, he drops that line about ’irreconcilable enmity’ and then just starts a fight to the death!’

’Right, and that ’fight to the death’ line... everyone’s getting traumatized just hearing it.’

The ones who had it the worst were obviously the Celestial Bandit Gang. They died with a look of complete confusion on their faces.

After speaking, Jiang Jichen was about to raise his sword and start fighting again.

’Now that I have the Holy Sword and can use it, I should naturally cut down a few more enemies. It’ll be much safer for me inside the Exquisite Treasure Tower that way.’

’After all, I won’t be able to use the Holy Sword once I get in there.’

This was what Jiang Jichen was truly thinking.

As for the Holy Sword, Jiang Jichen hadn’t expected it to be returned to his hands so timely at the last moment.

In his Sea of Consciousness, Snowplum’s voice, as lovely as the chirp of a Spirit Bird, still seemed to be echoing: "Little guy, Sister Xue is free! Hehe... shouldn’t you congratulate me first? Of course, I also have to thank you for bringing me the Wandering Dragon Holy Sword! I can barely stop myself from coming to find you right now and letting you court me. But since I just escaped, I need to enter the Blood Tower to reforge and fuse my Divine Soul and physical body. When I appear before you again, I’ll be even more charming, haha... Anyway, I’m returning the Holy Sword to you. Take care of yourself, and don’t make your big sister a widow before we’ve even started!"

Hearing her voice, Jiang Jichen could almost picture Snowplum’s wild, bewitching, and seductive face. ’Alright... this woman is an absolute temptress. If I don’t have the power to easily suppress her, it’s best not to provoke her.’

Although her words made the sea of his heart surge, Jiang Jichen secretly warned himself not to fall for that temptress Snowplum’s tricks.

’Hmph, you want me to court you? Am I, Jiang Jichen, such a casual person?’

Though he thought this, an image of Snowplum’s perfect face and figure couldn’t help but appear in his mind.

The most frightening part was, she looked just like *that* woman!

Not thinking about it any further, Jiang Jichen suppressed the emotions in his heart, raised his Holy Sword, and prepared to charge the people from Lingxu Temple once more.

"BOOM!"

But at that very moment, a tremendous roar came from within the Exquisite Treasure Tower. The ground shook, the void trembled, and all sorts of Anomalies appeared.

That was... the gate to the first floor of the Exquisite Treasure Tower had opened!

A tide of golden light surged from the first-floor gate of the Exquisite Treasure Tower, illuminating the world between heaven and earth.

The golden light paved a path, extending all the way to everyone’s feet.

"The Treasure Tower has opened! Get in, quick! There’s a limited number of spots! Only three hundred people are allowed on the first floor. If you’re too slow, you’ll miss out!"

At the same time, people had already started shouting in alarm.

The strike Jiang Jichen was about to unleash came to an abrupt halt.

And Ling Dong, the Flowing Cloud Sect’s second senior brother, Su Ming, and the others immediately turned and charged toward the first-floor gate of the Exquisite Treasure Tower.

If what everyone was saying was true, and the first floor of the Exquisite Treasure Tower only allowed three hundred people, but there were over six hundred people here... did that mean only half of them could get in?

Jiang Jichen hesitated no longer. Grabbing Hua Xiaoling, he immediately used Shadow Step and appeared before Yee Youmeng and the Red Beauty Adventurer Squad. "I’ll go first. You follow right behind me!"

As he spoke, he raised his Holy Sword and strode toward the first-floor gate of the Exquisite Treasure Tower.

At this point, the crowd was surging. The Light of Magic, Sword Shadows, and the glint of blades intertwined as people began to fight and kill each other to get ahead.

A Late-Stage Foundation Establishment Realm Loose Cultivator rushing forward showed no mercy, killing his own teammate in front of him with a single sword strike just to get ahead.

The group ahead now numbered exactly three hundred. Behind them were the remaining three hundred-plus people.

Jiang Jichen was naturally in this latter group of over three hundred, almost at the very back.

With his sword ready in hand, Jiang Jichen’s cold voice suddenly rang out, "Those who block me will die!"

As he spoke, with a swift fall of his blade, Jiang Jichen had already cut down two Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivators who were trying to rush past him.

At the same time, he swept his Holy Sword horizontally. Seven or eight people in front of him screamed as they were all sent flying, heavily injured.