Tens of thousands of people were locked in a massive battle, the air filled with roars and the sounds of slaughter.
Since the foreign warriors dared to invade, they would be sent on their way with all their might.
The authority and status of the Dragon Kingdom were forged by the struggles of its border warriors and earned by the hands of its people.
Show no mercy to foreign warriors!
Those not of our kind will surely have different hearts!
"Kill!"
This single word echoed through the sky!
Chen Jiuyang moved as if through an empty realm; within three meters of him, no one remained alive. With each leap, he reaped a life.
As wisps of life essence flowed into his body, Chen Jiuyang's strength grew more formidable.
He charged into the heart of the enemy ranks, countless Yin Shen Kingdom warriors attacking him, yet they could not halt his advance. The Dragon Kingdom warriors watching this scene felt their blood boil:
"Charging alone into the enemy formation, brave and invincible, this is the bearing of a king!"
"Even if we die, to witness the kingly bearing of our Dragon Kingdom, we have no regrets!"
Chen Jiuyang, like a god of war, moved with ease among the countless Yin Shen Kingdom warriors, effortlessly slaying every enemy who dared to approach him.
"Ching! Ching! Ching!"
One comes, one is killed; a pair comes, a pair is killed.
With each swing of the blade, a head flew into the air, a life ended.
On the battlefield, there is no room for benevolence or morality!
"This is that pseudo-king of the Dragon Kingdom. Although he doesn't possess the power of a Heavenly King, his strength is indeed astonishing!"
"This pseudo-king of the Dragon Kingdom is so terrifyingly powerful. In half an hour of combat, over a hundred people have died by his hand, yet his stamina remains full. If we allow him to continue like this, it will greatly damage our army's morale!"
"We must find a way to suppress him!"
"Agreed!"
"Then, let us unleash our strongest attacks and ambush this pseudo-king of the Dragon Kingdom."
"But... that will harm our own warriors."
"Do not hesitate. If we can eliminate the pseudo-king, using them as bait is the greatest recognition of their lives!"
"Very well, then let us eliminate this pseudo-king of the Dragon Kingdom!"
Over a dozen senior warriors of the Yin Shen Kingdom were brewing their divine intent techniques, then finding the opportune moment, they simultaneously unleashed their attacks on Chen Jiuyang.
"Hmm?"
Chen Jiuyang suddenly felt a sense of danger. Without hesitation, he thrust the Yan Sheng Blade in his hand into the ground and said in a deep voice, "Yuan Dao – Breakthrough!"
"Rumble!"
A massive blade-shaped phantom suddenly appeared, enveloping Chen Jiuyang. Then, in Chen Jiuyang's eyes, over a dozen terrifyingly powerful divine intent techniques struck the blade-shaped phantom. Chen Jiuyang turned his gaze, locking onto those dozen senior warriors of the Yin Shen Kingdom.
"How is this possible!"
"Our divine intent techniques... were actually blocked by that pseudo-king of the Dragon Kingdom!"
"That pseudo-king of the Dragon Kingdom is unharmed!"
"Not good! That pseudo-king of the Dragon Kingdom is charging towards us!"
"Run!"
"Trying to escape?" Chen Jiuyang's gaze was icy, "You are far too naive!"
"Boom!"
Chen Jiuyang pulled the Yan Sheng Blade from the ground, its phantom form growing stronger instead of diminishing!
The blade-shaped phantom, hundreds of meters long, instantly reached the dozen senior warriors of the Yin Shen Kingdom, and then Chen Jiuyang swung his blade with force.
"Ching!"
"Puff!"
These dozen senior warriors of the Yin Shen Kingdom cried out in agony, their bodies exploding into mist, perishing on the spot.
"Hmm?"
From his position halfway up the mountain, battling the Sword Wielder of City 318, King Daixu Luo keenly noticed the terrifying hundred-meter blade phantom on the battlefield below. His eyes narrowed, "This kind of move is quite interesting. It must be the move of that foolish pseudo-king of the Dragon Kingdom."
"King Daixu Luo, daring to be distracted while fighting me!"
A brilliant long sword slashed towards King Daixu Luo, its momentum peerless and its power unmatched.
"Hmph!" King Daixu Luo sneered, "Dragon Kingdom Sword Wielder, you exert even greater strength when dealing with your own countrymen. But when fighting foreign kings, you are not shielded by national destiny!"
"Clang!"
King Daixu Luo clasped his hands together, and a golden Buddha hand emerged from behind him. It was lifelike, like a real hand, and as it shielded him, it blocked the Sword Wielder of City 318's sword.
"Garuda Wu Pu!"
King Daixu Luo shouted coldly, and divine power erupted from his body. Dozens of golden Buddha hands attacked the Sword Wielder of City 318.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
"Bang!"
The Sword Wielder blocked each golden Buddha hand, but caught off guard, King Daixu Luo surged forward. A terrifying golden Buddha palm struck the Sword Wielder's chest.
"Puff!"
The Sword Wielder spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward rapidly, crashing into the wall of City 318. His body became embedded, and though he struggled, he could no longer stand.
Everyone's expression changed drastically. The warriors of the Dragon Kingdom turned pale; their Sword Wielder had been defeated by King Daixu Luo.
The warriors of the Yin Shen Kingdom, however, immediately cheered King Daixu Luo's name!
"Hahahahaha!" King Daixu Luo laughed wildly, "No one can stop me from breaking through City 318 and avenging my brother today!"
A trace of bitterness appeared on the Sword Wielder's face, "King Qian, please deal with King Daixu Luo... Take the sword!"
With that, the Sword Wielder gently tossed the ancient long sword in his hand. It flew several hundred meters and landed in Chen Jiuyang's grasp.
"What is this!"
As Chen Jiuyang grasped the Sword Wielder's sword, a flood of information surged into his mind.
"Rumble!"
Chen Jiuyang's aura surged continuously. His originally pale golden qi and blood were now tinged with an indescribably noble purple, becoming purple-gold qi and blood.
A feeling of exhilaration washed over Chen Jiuyang, causing him to let out a long roar. He then slowly floated into the air, holding the blade and sword in each hand. He slowly raised his head, looking at King Daixu Luo with a calm and indifferent expression:
"You wish to break through City 318? Impossible."
"Impossible?" King Daixu Luo looked at Chen Jiuyang and let out a sneer, "Why is it impossible? Is it because you, a pseudo-king at the fourth level of the Earth Realm?"
"If you were a Heavenly King, I would turn around and leave immediately, without hesitation."
"But what right does a mere pseudo-king at the fourth level have to be arrogant in front of me?"
"Even your Dragon Kingdom's top Sword Wielder was severely wounded by my divine power in one move. What right do you have to block my path?"
Chen Jiuyang's expression was calm, a circle of purple-gold light swirling in his eyes. He slowly raised the blade and sword in his hands and said, "Just with this blade and sword in my hands!"
"Good!"
King Daixu Luo's eyes were filled with mocking ridicule, then his expression turned violent, "In that case, let me see how you, this pseudo-king, will prevent me from breaking through City 318!"
"Boom!"
King Daixu Luo clasped his hands together and uttered a few Sanskrit words: "Garuda Wu Pu!"
Dozens of golden Buddha hands, imbued with divine power, appeared and attacked Chen Jiuyang.
Chen Jiuyang, however, stood his ground, completely fearless. He simply gripped the long sword in his hand and slowly uttered a few words, cold and merciless, yet majestic and sacred:
"Foreign kings are forbidden to pass on the borders of the Dragon Kingdom!"