Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Li Chen hadn't expected that in just three short years, Zhao Yuqing's growth had completely exceeded his imagination.

The once frail little girl had finally grown up.

Thinking of this, a comforting smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

Then, he turned his gaze towards Jian Wuheng, who stood proudly above.

"Now, it's our turn!"

Before finishing his words, he took a step forward, causing the void to tremble. With each step, a lotus flower would condense beneath his feet, and lotuses would bloom with each step, ascending to the heavens in seven steps.

Monk Wuhua, Heavenly Girl Dancer, and others did not step forward to obstruct him but instead retreated, making way for him.

Li Chen was their opponent, and Heavenly Sword Mountain's Chief Disciple Jian Wuheng was their rival.

Now, as these two tigers fought, they naturally enjoyed watching the outcome.

Thus, Li Chen proceeded as if he was entering an uninhabited territory, spinning in mid-air before steadily landing in front of Jian Wuheng.

"Li Chen, since you insist on seeking death, I'll fulfill your wish. I hope you won't disappoint me; otherwise, it would be meaningless!"

Jian Wuheng's eyes, fierce and predatory, almost spat fire as he gritted his teeth and snarled.

Because of the incident with Ling Shuanghua, he had lost his face completely. Due to his status, he might not be able to do anything to the Sect Master's treasure of Cloud Sea Sect.

But if he were to dismember Li Chen, he believed no one would stand up for a dead Loose Cultivator and blame him, Jian Wuheng.

"You sure do talk a lot. If you want to fight, then fight; why so much nonsense?"

Li Chen gazed directly at Jian Wuheng, revealing a kingly arrogance unchecked by anything.

"You're courting death!"

Jian Wuheng shouted angrily, reaching into the void with one hand to grab a Magic Sword.

The sword hummed, and the dragon roared loudly!

Numerous sword intents pierced through the void, like thousands of arrows simultaneously shooting, covering Li Chen.

Li Chen glanced at the fierce sword intent, rapidly clasping his hands together to form seals, condensing a ball of Buddha Light that enveloped him. From afar, it looked like the descend of Nine Heavens God and Buddha.

"All Buddhas Paying Homage?"

Monk Wuhua of Sanskrit Temple recognized the cultivation technique Li Chen had used, which was the supreme secret manual of their Buddhist Sect.

Instantly, others also wore expressions of shock on their faces.

It must be known that each Great Sect valued their cultivation techniques immensely, especially those supreme secret manuals accessible only to elite disciples, treating them as the pillars of their sects and absolutely forbidden from being shared externally. If any disciple was found secretly sharing the cultivation techniques, no matter the reason, they would all be seen as traitors and punished severely according to sect rules.

But now, Li Chen could easily perform Sanskrit Temple's supreme secret manual, All Buddhas Paying Homage. How could they not be shocked?

In terms of the offensive power of cultivation techniques, Sanskrit Temple was inferior to Heavenly Sword Mountain and Cloud Sea Sect. But when it came to defense capabilities, no sect could surpass them.

Jian Wuheng's sword, although very sharp, could not break through Li Chen's defense.

Countless arrows, like a storm, pounded on the Golden Bell Buddha Light, leaving only shallow marks before becoming spent and dissipating.

Jian Wuheng's strike missed, his figure spun in mid-air, and he quickly retreated.

The Magic Sword in his hand hovered above his head, spinning rapidly, like a ray of light that enveloped him to prevent Li Chen from taking the opportunity to attack.

However, Li Chen remained motionless, standing with hands behind his back, gazing at Jian Wuheng from afar.

"I've long heard that Heavenly Sword Mountain's Sword Dao is peerless; today I see, it's just so-so!"

With these words, the entire scene erupted in uproar.

Even Sect Leader Jian Chen of Heavenly Sword Mountain, usually unfazed, now felt his face flush hot, losing some of his composure.

Jian Wuheng was even more enraged: "Hmph, just now was merely an appetizer. Now let me show you the true Sword Dao of Heavenly Sword Mountain!"

As soon as his words were spoken, a mighty and extraordinary aura surged forth like a flood.

At this moment, Jian Wuheng's anger stirred to the heavens, with lightning circling around him and brilliance flowing, as if Sword God had been reincarnated, making people feel a shiver from the depths of their souls.

"Heavenly Sword Nine Forms, First Sword: Cloud Breaking Slash!"

Heavenly Sword Nine Forms was created by Heavenly Sword Mountain's founding ancestor, Heavenly Sword Ancestor, and later perfected by successive Sect Leaders, merging various schools of Sword Dao with limitless power. In Heavenly Sword Mountain, and even throughout the Cultivation Realm, it was a foremost sword technique.

In battles between experts, especially such intense skirmishes, usually there's mutual probing; it's rare to reveal trump cards right away and fight to the full. Doing so could easily lead to exhaustion, allowing others to seize the advantage.

But now it's quite the spectacle; in just a brief exchange, Jian Wuheng has already used the most formidable sword technique, Heavenly Sword Nine Forms.

It seems this rural Loose Cultivator Li Chen has truly angered him thoroughly.

Instantly, everyone present secretly sweated cold for Li Chen.

For unknown complex reasons, Monk Wuhua clasped his hands together, intoning a Buddhist phrase "Amitabha Buddha." No matter how it was heard, it sounded like he was offering a blessing for Li Chen's soul.

"Cloud Breaking Slash!"

Jian Wuheng roared furiously, and the Magic Sword in his hand emitted a clanging sword cry, like dragons battling in the wild, echoing through the clouds.

Then, countless dense sword shadows rushed forward like birds swarming towards the phoenix, gathering above him and rapidly spinning until they merged completely into one, transforming into a Super Sword Light like a mountain peak, fiercely slashing down towards Li Chen's head.

In an instant, Li Chen's Golden Bell Defense was devoured by the frenzied sword shadow. He himself, like a lonely boat in the ocean, rolled back and forth amidst the stormy waves, appearing at any moment threatened to be submerged and devoured.

"Crack!"

The Golden Bell could no longer support such a fierce sword intent attack, showing cobweb-like mottled cracks before crashing and shattering.

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone present was stunned.

Especially those elite stars from Heavenly Level sects; before this, they had done their best to overestimate the power of Heavenly Sword Nine Forms. Now seeing it displayed by Jian Wuheng, they couldn't help but feel a surge of fear.

If they were in his place, perhaps they could withstand this sword.

But it's also important to realize that Heavenly Sword Nine Forms consists of nine forms, and this was merely the weakest first form.

Even if you could withstand this first sword, could you handle the second sword, the third sword, the fourth sword... even up to the eighth sword, ninth sword?

On the high platform, Jian Chen witnessing this scene felt his anger immediately dissipate, replaced by smug self-satisfaction.

Then he intentionally sighed, pretending to say, "Oh, this Li Chen forcing Wuheng to use Heavenly Sword Nine Forms proves he's indeed an exceptional cultivation genius. If he doesn't fall prematurely, his future is undoubtedly limitless. But unfortunately, this child is too arrogant, failing to understand the principle that rigidity leads to breakage. Such a pity!"

"Fellow Taoist Jian Chen speaks rightly; given this child's previously displayed battle strength, if he were more modest and didn't provoke Jian Wuheng, he would certainly have a place in the top thirty, maybe even challenge the top ten. Alas, he's simply overestimating himself, recklessly challenging Jian Wuheng—how sad, how regrettable!"

Ling Yunlong's eyes narrowed slightly, agreeing with a sentence. Li Chen had seduced his treasured daughter, making him deeply resentful.

"Both of you, concluding now, is a bit premature, don't you think?"

The speaker was Master of Azure Water Palace from Moon God Palace. They had some disputes with Heavenly Sword Mountain, naturally displeased by Jian Chen's smug demeanor.

Hearing this, Jian Chen and Ling Yunlong both changed expressions slightly, glancing over, asking deeply, "Azure Water Immortal, what do you mean by that?"

Master of Azure Water Palace smiled calmly and said, "As far as I know, Li Chen is also a Sword Master, and until now, he has not revealed his sword. Don't you find this quite unusual?"

Instantly, Ling Yunlong and Jian Chen's faces both changed dramatically.

Before they could say another word, a dragon roar echoing across the horizon was heard from the mountain top.

"Clang!"

The sword hummed as an astonishing Sword Rainbow shot up, soaring straight into the Nine Heavens Cloud.

Then, a Divine Dragon enveloped in colorful brilliance coiled around it, crying out at the sky.

Li Chen stood in the void, raising the Seven-star Dragon Abyss high, gazing down at Jian Wuheng with a posture that looked down upon the world.