Rule Power. Sixteen hundred strands of Rule Power.
This Unity Realm Stage ant before him can actually use Rule Power.
It must be known that even as a legitimate Rule Domain martial artist, his own Demon clan ancestor could only use slightly more than seven hundred strands of Rule Power, not even half of Zhang Sanfeng’s.
This made him feel a bit uncomfortable!
"Fake!"
"This must be fake!"
The Demon clan ancestor shook his head, completely disbelieving that Zhang Sanfeng could wield sixteen hundred strands of Rule Power, and with a wave of his right hand, a battle sword appeared, which he thrust forward.
Boom!
A black Sword Qi emerged, spanning dozens of light-years, splitting time and space.
The great world of the Nine Provinces trembled!
All the heavens and worlds trembled!
The entire mysterious universe was mildly shaking!
"Tai Chi Swordsmanship!"
Zhang Sanfeng softly shouted, his Tai Chi Sword waving neither hurriedly nor slowly, slashing out a Sword Qi of black and white, bearing the changes of yin and yang, the momentum of the Dao’s operation, erasing everything.
Bam!
In an instant.
The two Sword Qi clashed together, producing violent shockwaves, causing the surrounding starry sky to collapse and form a black hole.
At this moment, throughout all the heavens and countless small worlds, all living beings felt a tremendous pressure, their souls involuntarily twitching, hearts filled with dread.
When rule domain martial artists clash, neither the heavens and worlds nor even the mysterious universe can bear it.
If the shockwaves spread, the nearby starfield would suffer a destructive blow.
"Disaster!"
In the great world of the Nine Provinces, many of the sovereigns of surrendered civilizations turned pale, watching the tidal waves of shock approach with pale faces and fearful expressions.
They sensed the crisis of death.
That fierce shockwave is simply not something Unity Realm Stage martial artists can withstand.
At once, most of the civilization sovereigns regretted it.
If they had known that rule domain martial artists would descend upon the Qin Dynasty, they shouldn’t have come. In the end, not only did they fail to obtain the rule domain cultivation technique, but they also risked losing their lives.
"The Great Wall, emerge!"
At the forefront of the ministers, Qin Wudao calmly and steadily ordered.
"Roar!"
A dragon’s roar resounded.
The Great Wall flew over from afar, forming a circle, successfully blocking the residual waves from the battle between Zhang Sanfeng and the Demon clan ancestor.
"Blocked?"
Many of the despairing civilization sovereigns showed astonishment, secretly feeling relieved.
Outside the world canopy, those civilization sovereigns who defected on the battlefield had expressions of change, secretly worrying.
The stronger the Qin Dynasty appears, the more anxious they become.
Who let them pledge allegiance to the Demon clan ancestor?
If the Qin Dynasty is strong enough and defeats the Demon clan ancestor, their fate will be a dead end.
Therefore, they hope the Demon clan ancestor is strong enough to destroy this darn Qin Dynasty, proving they made the right choice.
"Demon Avatar, emerge!"
In the battlefield, the Demon clan ancestor’s expression grew increasingly solemn, space collapsing behind him, forming a strange black vortex, from which a phantom emerged.
The Demon Ancestor!
A demon conjured from his meditation, measuring several hundred light-years tall, its body pitch-black, but with red dual horns on its head, like two Heavenly Swords piercing the sky.
Endless evil aura spreads from the Demon Avatar, causing the starry sky to shatter, the nine heavens empty.
"Slash!"
The Demon clan ancestor roared, augmenting the power of the avatar, and fiercely slashed out.
With this sword, terrible energy swept forth, its power several times greater than the previous sword, annihilating all paths, destroying reincarnation, obliterating everything.
This was a killing move!
Witnessing Zhang Sanfeng’s terrifying strength, the Demon clan ancestor did not dare to probe further but sought to kill Zhang Sanfeng more swiftly.
When strong adversaries clash, probing is necessary, but one must never underestimate.
Having lived for so many years, the Demon clan ancestor understood one principle: even a lion hunting a rabbit uses its full strength.
At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng did not dare to be careless, slowly closed both eyes, but a piercing divine light erupted from his brow, piercing illusion, illuminating past and present.
The Tai Chi Monarch Position!
Activate!
Time and space endlessly extend, a Tai Chi Diagram emerges, spinning continuously, birthing all things, the beginning of Dao, the source of all ways.
Instantly, Zhang Sanfeng’s cultivation rapidly advanced, directly breaking from the Unity Realm Stage to the rule domain.
"What?"
Upon witnessing this, the Demon clan ancestor’s pupils shrank sharply, every hair on his body standing on end, and he was utterly horrified.
Rule domain!
His mouth slightly opened, as if to speak, but before he could utter a word, the attacks of both sides collided, generating an unparalleled and terrifying shockwave spreading in all directions.
However, just as the shockwave spread, it was blocked by the Great Wall.
Bam!
Yet another intense collision.
Zhang Sanfeng and the Demon clan ancestor both retreated violently.
After coming to a halt, the Demon clan ancestor glanced at his right hand, now marred with sword marks, deep enough to expose bone, horrifying to behold.
Meanwhile, Zhang Sanfeng stood straight, aside from slightly disheveled hair, showing no sign of injury.
His robe fluttered!
White hair dancing!
He exuded an indescribable fairy-like grace.
"So strong!"
The Demon clan ancestor looked up at Zhang Sanfeng, an added layer of gravity in his eyes.
He had considered himself a rank higher than Zhang Sanfeng, possessing powerful elemental skills. Normally, Unity Realm Stage martial artists were mere ants before him, obliterated with a wave.
Yet now, he had fallen below, even sustained injuries.
Unusual!
From afar, Zhang Sanfeng examined the wounded Demon clan ancestor, a slight smile appeared, and without uttering pointless words, he tapped his toe, launching another attack.
The next moment, he reached the Demon clan ancestor’s front, slashing once more.
Taiji Swordsmanship!
"Damn it!"
Sensing the overwhelming power contained in Zhang Sanfeng’s sword, the Demon clan ancestor’s heart tightened. He gritted his teeth and drove all the elemental energy within to fiercely thrust out a sword.
Boom!
With a great explosion.
The attacks of both sides clashed.
Wave upon wave of devastating shockwaves spread like ripples, fiercely colliding with the Great Wall.
As the shockwave struck, the Demon clan ancestor’s body swayed, uncontrollably flying backward, his right hand holding the sword erupting in a burst, flesh splattering, leaving only white bones.
Moreover, even his wings were torn apart by the sharp Sword Qi, blood trickling.
"Escape!"
After stabilizing his body, the Demon clan ancestor knew he was not Zhang Sanfeng’s match and decided without hesitation to turn and fly out of the heavens and worlds.
But can he escape?
Bam!
The next moment, the Demon clan ancestor crashed into the Great Wall, traveling at such speed that he became bruised and swollen, leaving a bloodstain upon the Wall.
The Demon clan ancestor staggered, his eyes flickering with stars, his head buzzing.
What was going on?
How could this wall be so hard?
"It’s over!"
Zhang Sanfeng narrowed his eyes, exerting force with his right hand, continuously slashing out several strands of Sword Qi.
Bam!
Sword Qi manifested, raining down countless beams, directly engulfing the Demon clan ancestor, blood splattering, screams resounding continuously.
"Stop!"
"I am an external affairs disciple of The Shangguan Family from the Tianhe Universe. If you dare kill me, you will be opposing The Shangguan Family..."
Amidst the Sword Light, the frantic voice of the Demon clan ancestor echoed, causing yet another uproar.
Chapter 1347: 1339: Zhang Sanfeng Joins the Battle
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