Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

"Boom!"

This sword carried with it a terrifying force capable of destroying heaven and earth, instantly tearing through the void and slashing down fiercely.

Li Chen stood firm, like an immovable rock, not dodging or evading, as if intending to take Jian Wuheng's deadly strike with his bare body.

Although Jian Wuheng was unsure of what Li Chen was up to, a sense of unease settled in his heart. But then he reasoned, even an ordinary Nascent Soul Great Power would struggle to survive under this Silent Annihilation Slash, let alone Li Chen, who was just a Loose Cultivator that had yet to form a Golden Core?

Under the watchful eyes of all, this heaven-destroying-earth-shattering sword struck fiercely on Li Chen's body. The violent True Yuan, like a heavy nuclear bomb exploding in mid-air, unfurled a gigantic mushroom cloud that obscured the sky.

However, what made everyone drop their jaws in shock was that the sword from Jian Wuheng, capable of slaying a Nascent Soul Great Power, didn't break through Li Chen's defense at all.

"Dang clang!"

The deep sound of a Copper Bell echoed through the air, resounding for miles.

Li Chen's body was shrouded by a Divine Tripod, upon which were carved eight Divine Dragons, winding and stretching, each with an open mouth spitting pearls. Strange ancient runes were inlaid within, interconnected through complex patterns, forming a completely enclosed small world, defending against all external attacks.

Jian Wuheng was stunned, his mouth agape in disbelief.

"What, what, what kind of Magical Treasure is this?"

Li Chen's lips curled into a Death God-like sinister smile.

"You can ask King Yan in hell about that question!"

With that, Li Chen reached into the air and grabbed the Seven-star Dragon Abyss suspended above his head.

"Return this strike!"

Before his voice faded, the Seven-star Dragon Abyss transformed into a Divine Dragon, opening its bloody maw and lunging toward Jian Wuheng.

Startled and terrified, Jian Wuheng instinctively swung his sword to block.

However, just at the first contact, it was as if he was hit by a million-pound weight, sending him crashing violently backward.

In that moment, Jian Wuheng's sword-holding arm, along with half of his body, went completely numb.

Before he could regain his balance, he spewed a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Li Chen clearly had no intention of letting him off the hook, stepping forward abruptly, lotuses sprouting under his feet, surrounded by flickering lightning sparks, emanating an overwhelming aura of destruction that made souls tremble.

Jian Wuheng collapsed to the ground, disheveled and frantic, his eyes filled with horror and fear. He couldn't fathom how Li Chen, a Loose Cultivator not yet even at the Golden Core stage, could be so terrifying, completely beyond his understanding and imagination.

At this moment, a profound sense of despair surged within him, leaving him without the courage to challenge Li Chen again.

He swallowed a Red Lotus Spirit Pill, boosting his True Yuan more than threefold, and unleashed his strongest strike, the final one of the Heavenly Sword Nine Techniques—Silent Annihilation Slash. Yet even so, he couldn't overcome Li Chen, not even dealing severe damage.

The disparity in strength was too vast; continuing the fight was meaningless. He could never defeat Li Chen; victory was impossible.

Impossible, everything seemed impossible...

With this thought, Jian Wuheng closed his eyes in despair, ready to accept death.

But just then:

A sharp sword clang suddenly rang out, separating Li Chen and Jian Wuheng.

"Dang clang!"

The sword cry was resonant, roaring like a dragon and tiger!

Upon contact, Li Chen's silhouette rapidly retreated.

The one who intervened was Jianlai Peak's Peak Master, Jian Changming.

He first glanced at Jian Wuheng, his face full of fury. He abruptly raised his Magic Sword, its tip pointing fiercely at Li Chen, and sternly questioned:

"Li Chen, the rules of the Immortal Sect Martial Arts Competition state that the point is to stop, not harm lives. Yet you are so ruthless, aiming to kill with each move. How is your blatant disregard any different from those evil demon paths?"

Upon hearing Jian Changming's immediate accusation against Li Chen, everyone present was left speechless.

Even the other few Heavenly Sects couldn't bear to look directly at his vile face.

This double standard was played so skillfully it was simply over the top.

However, due to their status and pride, none of them openly criticized this injustice, instead turning a blind eye, pretending not to see.

Though the Loose Cultivators were indignant, their voices were ultimately too weak and soon drowned out.

Li Chen couldn't be bothered with such shameless accusations. Even if this old man was a Nascent Soul cultivator, if he pushed too far, Li Chen would directly end him, saving everyone from his noisy annoyance.

Lian Hongshang wasn't as composed as Li Chen. Hearing their shameless accusations against him, her small universe erupted on the spot.

"Old man, are you blind or deaf? Can't you see clearly who is ruthless and who is despicable?"

Hearing Lian Hongshang's shout, the other Loose Cultivators felt vindicated, loudly echoing her, stirring up a fervor that left Jian Changming at a loss for words, making him furious with embarrassment.

"Shut up, who are you—a Loose Cultivator girl—to speak here?"

After a round of angry shouting, driven mad by rage, he lost all reason and suddenly raised his sword, slashing at Lian Hongshang.

Lian Hongshang didn't expect Jian Changming to attack a junior girl in front of a crowd without regard for his status. Unprepared, she was struck on the spot, with bright red blood splattering like a rose blooming in the wind.

Even Li Chen had completely underestimated the opponent's shamelessness. By the time he realized things were amiss, it was too late for regrets.

He swung his sword fiercely, forcing Jian Changming back, and rushed over quickly, holding Lian Hongshang tightly.

"Hongshang, how are you?"

Lian Hongshang looked up at Li Chen, forcing a faint smile and shook her head, saying, "Chen, I'm fine!"

Li Chen carefully checked Lian Hongshang's injury; most of the force from Jian Changming's sword was dissipated by the Ice Worm Silk Armor, only causing a surface wound and not harming her essence.

Realizing this, Li Chen's heart eased slightly. He casually took out a pill, giving it to her to stop the bleeding and heal.

"Yuqing, can you help me take care of Hongshang?"

Before Li Chen's words were finished, Zhao Yuqing nodded vigorously, like a pecking chick.

"Okay, Brother Li Chen!"

Li Chen gave Zhao Yuqing a slight smile, and with his eyes stopped her from saying anything further.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Zhao Yuqing wanted to speak but swallowed her words, nodding vigorously at him.

"Brother Li Chen, rest assured, I will take good care of Sister Hongshang!"

Li Chen nodded in satisfaction.

Then, his gaze suddenly turned cold, filled with murderous intent, locking onto Jian Changming.

"Old thing, I... want... you... dead!"