Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 688 - 689: Showdown at the Summit

Chapter 688: Chapter 689: Showdown at the Summit

Before this battle.

Among the crowd present, not a single martial artist thought that someone could counter such immense power with swordsmanship.

Ye Tianjun’s strength was indeed concealed, but that did not mean that Chu Fengmian was showing his true strength either.

At the very least, this sword was more powerful than the one Chu Fengmian used to defeat Feng Wuxin back then.

There was more than one person concealing their strength, not just Chu Fengmian.

"Oh?"

Ye Tianjun’s expression finally began to change.

In his heart, he had thought that showing his real strength and defeating Chu Fengmian would be a piece of cake.

Although Chu Fengmian’s swordsmanship was astounding, Ye Tianjun had not taken it seriously.

Because in his eyes, his power was enough to crush everything; even if Chu Fengmian’s swordsmanship were strong, it could only be crushed by him.

The fact that Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge was capable of breaking through his Chaotic River indeed surprised him.

But who was Ye Tianjun? His expression quickly recovered, revealing the same cold sneer as before.

"Good, Chu Fengmian, I do seem to have underestimated you, but no matter how high your swordsmanship is, it’s absolutely impossible for you to contend with me!"

Ye Tianjun coldly barked, and his body, like a sun, slowly rose in the arena, emitting a peculiar glow.

This glow was no other than the purest Spiritual Power, with masses of Spiritual Power surrounding Ye Tianjun, making him appear like a blazing sun.

"I want to see how many times you can break through! If you dare, use your swordsmanship to shatter all of my punches!"

As Ye Tianjun sneered fiercely, he was already manically condensing Spiritual Power.

On Ye Tianjun’s body, it seemed as if countless forces of chaos made his body swell.

The next moment, Ye Tianjun’s body suddenly split, turning into nine identical Ye Tianjuns.

The split figures were not illusions, but each was the real Ye Tianjun. The shadows condensed by his power of chaos possessed the same strength as Ye Tianjun himself.

It could be said that every shadow was the real Ye Tianjun.

These nine shadows attacked simultaneously, and suddenly countless punches swept toward Chu Fengmian, filling the skies over the arena with their assault.

Now, having suddenly condensed nine shadows.

It also meant that Ye Tianjun’s strength had increased ninefold.

These countless punches were virtually endless, bombarding Chu Fengmian.

If it were a typical martial artist, they would never dare to act so wildly because the consumption of Spiritual Power every moment would be astronomical. With their Spiritual Power, they could not sustain it.

But Ye Tianjun possessed an Innate Divine Body, whose power was reflected in his incredible strength. Ye Tianjun’s Spiritual Power was dozens, even hundreds of times stronger than martial artists of the same realm.

That’s why he could so recklessly use his Spiritual Power to attack Chu Fengmian.

"If you don’t bring out some real skills, these punches are meaningless no matter how many come."

Chu Fengmian stood in place, his face calm, holding the Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword.

As the sky filled with punches approached, the Sword Edge in his hand moved.

Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge, seemingly slowly activated and swung, produced thousands of Sword Quakes in an instant. In that brief moment, it was impossible to tell how many times Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge had struck.

His Sword Edge was simply too fast.

So fast that no one could see how many times Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge had flickered in and out.

Under the pressure of Chu Fengmian’s Sword Qi, each and every fist wind from his opponent was ceaselessly destroyed.

In the space of a single breath, the myriad of punches unleashed by the nocturnal monarch were all effortlessly neutralized by Chu Fengmian.

Such an offensive couldn’t cause Chu Fengmian any impact at all.

"Kill!"

At the same time, the moment he had neutralized all the punches, Chu Fengmian’s body also moved.

His body turned into a mere afterimage, frighteningly fast. In almost an instant, he had reached the nocturnal monarch’s presence.

Accompanying the flash of Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge, he struck directly at one of the nocturnal monarchs.

"Hiss!"

This nocturnal monarch had his chest cleaved open by Chu Fengmian, shattering abruptly—it was clearly one of the illusory figures, slain outright by Chu Fengmian.

This sudden strike seemed to have caught the nocturnal monarch off guard; a cold sweat broke out all over his heart.

The speed at which Chu Fengmian had just slashed with his body and Sword Edge was simply too fast.

It left him no time to react.

Fortunately for him, what Chu Fengmian had destroyed was but one of his afterimages.

Had Chu Fengmian’s strike hit his real body just now, even if he had not died, he would have been gravely injured.

Each of these afterimages represented the true strength of the nocturnal monarch.

The fact that Chu Fengmian could so easily slay an afterimage also indicated that, if he had wanted to, he could have slain the real body of the nocturnal monarch just as easily.

What kind of power would it take to be able to slay the nocturnal monarch with a single sword stroke?

Everyone found it hard to imagine just how formidable Chu Fengmian’s strength might be.

"Chu Fengmian, it seems I have indeed underestimated you. Your strength is enough to make me take you seriously."

The nocturnal monarch looked at Chu Fengmian and suddenly spoke.

"Originally, I had no intention of exerting my full strength against you. The fact that you’ve made me do so means you have reason to be proud. Your strength is indeed great, but before me, you still stand no chance!"

"Now, it’s time for you to witness the true power of the Chaotic Divine Body, and to understand the gap between a genius and an ordinary mortal!"

The nocturnal monarch, while speaking, seemed to be stirring up a surge of Spiritual Power within his body.

Chu Fengmian could see that this was a seed contained within the nocturnal monarch’s Divine Body, a Chaotic Seed.

But unlike the Chaotic Seeds of those holy sect disciples, this Chaotic Seed was condensed by the nocturnal monarch’s own Chaotic Divine Body.

Much like the Innate Sword Essence within Chu Fengmian’s body, it signified his most formidable power.

"Boom!"

As the nocturnal monarch mobilized the power of the Chaotic Seed, the aura surrounding him became entirely different from before.

A gargantuan and chaotic shadow loomed behind the nocturnal monarch. This shadow seemed wildly chaotic, and some martial artists looking at it felt madness burgeoning within their hearts.

A tremendous pressure emanated from this shadow and instantly enveloped the area, as if it were a domain of its own.

It transformed the entire arena into a realm of chaos—Feng Mian was engulfed within it, with his every move now severely restricted; any action he attempted required dozens of times more effort.

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