Chapter 572: Chapter 572: The Final Battle (IX)
Ling Chen’s gaze settled on the silver longsword’s blade, where the character "Mystic" was inscribed.
The black longsword wrapping this silver longsword was called the Chongxuan Sword.
And this silver longsword was named Mystic Sword.
Holding the Mystic Sword, Ling Chen’s eyes brimmed with murderous intent.
If not for the emergence of the Mystic Sword, he would probably have truly died under Xia Jiuyou’s hand.
Adding on Xia Jiuyou’s previous atrocities against his father, now it was time to settle both old and new grudges!
"Xia Jiuyou, prepare to die!"
Ling Chen shouted loudly, wielding the Mystic Sword as he charged towards Xia Jiuyou.
Although unable to harness Spiritual Power to wield the Mystic Sword, its sharpness alone was enough to defeat Xia Jiuyou.
Watching the situation abruptly turn around again, Ling Tianxing, Ling Wu, and the others were overjoyed to tears!
Ji Wuya and Liu Qingcang also wore faces full of joy.
The expressions of Ye Fentian and the other two were complex.
Logically, he did not wish for Ling Chen to die.
If that happened, he would not be able to obtain the Emperor’s Inheritance.
But similarly, he did not want the current situation for Ling Chen.
The longsword in his hand could even slice through World Power; they were Palace Mansion Realm kings, how could they contend with the longsword in Ling Chen’s hands?
Seeing Ling Chen charging towards him, Xia Jiuyou then reacted, immediately impelling his longsword to release bursts of Sword Qi slashing towards Ling Chen.
He was in the midst of the Demon Sacrifice Ceremony.
He couldn’t dodge using any movement technique.
Previously, he had used it once, but that one movement disrupted the Demon Sacrifice Ceremony, it even caused the collapse of the True Demon Realm.
He had to recast the True Demon Realm.
Only then did he stabilize.
Keep in mind, he had already revealed his identity as a Demon Cultivator.
Even if Ling Chen did not make a move, Ye Fentian and the other two would definitely not let him off.
Without the True Demon Realm, it was unlikely he could escape with his life.
Therefore, right now, he could only face Ling Chen directly, this being the weakest form of attack.
"Hmph!"
Ling Chen snorted coldly, his right hand wielding the Mystic Sword swung down furiously, directly splitting the oncoming Sword Qi in half, continuing to approach Xia Jiuyou.
"It seems, I will not have my revenge today!"
Watching the almost unstoppable Ling Chen, Xia Jiuyou’s face darkened to the extreme.
He indeed wanted to avenge Biluo.
But now he couldn’t even protect his own life, let alone talk of revenge?
The current plan, he had to leave first and find another opportunity in the future.
"Ling Chen, until next time! The next time we meet will be the day you die!"
Xia Jiuyou stared at Ling Chen and spoke with a cold voice.
Then, a talisman appeared in his hand, and upon infusing it with Spiritual Power, it was enveloped by a resplendent yellow light.
"Buzz!"
An odd fluctuation spread out.
"Trying to escape?"
Ling Chen’s facial expression turned fierce.
If Xia Jiuyou truly escaped, they would never have peace!
With Xia Jiuyou’s strength, Ji Wuya and the others were simply no match for him.
"Snow Traces Vanish!"
Ling Chen immediately employed the low-tier King Spirit Technique movement to rush towards Xia Jiuyou.
Meanwhile, Xia Jiuyou continuously slashed out Sword Qi to stop Ling Chen!
Facing such a storm-like assault, Ling Chen used his left hand to deploy "Green Lotus Blossoms," a mid-tier King Spirit Technique, while his right hand holding the Mystic Sword seemed to slice through the wind and waves, shattering each Sword Qi!
The distance between the two rapidly closed.
The light on Xia Jiuyou’s body became increasingly brilliant.
Soon, it would reach its limit.
Just at that moment, Ling Chen finally arrived, his right hand wielding the Mystic Sword, and ferociously slashed at that layer of light!
"Swoosh!"
The extremely sharp Mystic Sword cut right through the glowing layer!
"No!"
Watching the Mystic Sword descend, Xia Jiuyou’s face showed a look of despair.
Just half a breath more, and he would have teleported away.
That talisman was precisely a Teleportation Talisman.
"Xia Jiuyou, today is the day you die!"
Ling Chen coldly shouted, sending his Mystic Sword thrusting forward, piercing through Xia Jiuyou’s Protective Spiritual Power and into his Dantian.
"Pfft!"
As if something shattered, Xia Jiuyou’s breath suddenly weakened.
His Spiritual Power was no longer under control, wildly spilling out.
It turned out that Ling Chen’s Mystic Sword had directly pierced through Xia Jiuyou’s Palace Mansion!
Once the Palace Mansion was broken, Spiritual Power naturally leaked out.
At the same time, as Xia Jiuyou’s Spiritual Power dissipated, the Demon Sacrifice Ceremony instantly fell apart.
The blood-red torrents connecting Xia Jiuyou and the Wu River immediately collapsed.
"Boom!"
Huge splashes of water, a hundred feet high, suddenly erupted on the surface of the river!
Ling Chen shifted slightly, appearing continuously in several directions around Xia Jiuyou.
With each appearance, Ling Chen thrust his sword.
Dozens of holes immediately appeared in Xia Jiuyou’s internal Palace Mansion, with Spiritual Power crazily spilling out.
And, Xia Jiuyou himself turned into a blood-soaked figure!
"Open your mouth!"
At last, Ling Chen appeared in front of Xia Jiuyou, thrusting the sword towards Xia Jiuyou’s mouth, piercing a bloody hole.
"Swish!"
Following that, a ray of light shot towards Xia Jiuyou’s bloody and indistinct mouth.
This was a Healing Holy Medicine.
The medicine’s power spread within Xia Jiuyou’s body, and his wounds began healing at a visible speed.
"Ling Chen, if you have the guts, kill me!"
Xia Jiuyou roared furiously.
He knew that there was no good end for him in Ling Chen’s hands.
"You wish for death? Keep dreaming!"
Ling Chen smiled grimly.
How could Ling Chen let the prime culprit behind his father’s decades of imprisonment die so easily?
"Slap!"
A palm struck Xia Jiuyou’s face, immediately turning it bloody and indistinct.
However, the power of the Healing Holy Medicine quickly circulated, and his complexion soon returned to normal.
Everyone watching Ling Chen torture Xia Jiuyou in the sky hardly felt that Ling Chen’s actions were inappropriate.
Even most of the Royal Family members felt the same.
Just Xia Jiuyou using Demonic Path methods to cause the death of hundreds of thousands of cultivators from the Great Xia justified his punishment.
When Xia Jiuyou’s Palace Mansion Spiritual Power was completely dispersed, Ling Chen finally sealed him entirely with his Divine Soul Telekinesis.
"Young Sect Master, I win this battle!"
Ling Chen looked toward Ye Fentian.
Xia Jiuyou’s strength was impressive, and his various methods were extremely formidable.
But now, the most terrifying were the three people from the Burning Flame Sect.
"Congratulations, Young Master Ling, his life is now yours!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Fentian slightly smiled and said.
Surprise still lingered in his eyes.
Ling Chen being able to kill Xia Jiuyou was completely beyond his expectation.
Especially the means Ling Chen revealed were truly unfathomable.
"Thank you, Young Sect Master!"
Ling Chen smiled at Ye Fentian.
After all, Xia Jiuyou belonged to the Burning Flame Sect, and to kill him, he naturally needed the approval of Ye Fentian, the Young Sect Master.
This person might even covet his Emperor’s Inheritance.
If he killed Xia Jiuyou without a word, it would likely become this person’s excuse to deal with him.
"No need to be polite! Xia Jiuyou, this waste, is not fit to manage the Great Xia Dynasty for the Burning Flame Sect!"
Ye Fentian said with a smile.
Xia Jiuyou had fallen into the Demonic Path, naturally, he would not cover for this person.
"Young Master Ling, Xia Jiuyou was a manager of the Great Xia Dynasty, and now he is a dying man. How about handing over the Great Xia Dynasty to your Dark Night to manage?"
Ye Fentian said.