Chapter 275: Can this also steal my thunder?
The crimson glow rapidly expanded, sweeping across, and instantly engulfed Chu Yue within.
As the radiant light passed, the people around Chu Yue screamed miserably.
The Immortal Body had long since become impervious to fiery scorching, and the Immortal Armor itself was wonderfully miraculous, but unfortunately, this was no ordinary flame.
With so many Heroic Soul Buffs plus 992 Main Rules, Brother Cheng's casual strike had already surpassed most Immortal Venerables.
In the sky above, figures were visibly evaporating at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into dust.
Wherever he killed, the sky was covered by the radiant glow.
And the Immortal Guard Army there was annihilated in swathes, rendering formations completely useless.
After all, he was using the Rainbow Absolute Immortal Sword of the Nine Flames Immortal Emperor.
This is a Ninth-grade Immortal Sword.
To these people, it was nothing short of a Dimensional Reduction Strike.
The efficiency of the slaughter was simply outrageous.
In just a few seconds, only Chu Yue remained on the field.
As an Immortal Venerable, he was still struggling to hold on.
However, with the demise of the other Immortal Guard Army members, as Jiang Cheng officially reached him, he couldn't hold out any longer.
Swipe!
The Immortal Sword swung down, and a figure fell, abruptly ending the grim battle.
Now without the good helpers like Three-Eyed Tiger and Mo Chen to clean up the battlefield, Brother Cheng was busy indeed, immediately starting to collect all the scattered Storage Rings.
Unfortunately, most of the Immortal Armor here had been destroyed in the battle.
However, the harvest was still very rich, as there was an Immortal Venerable among them, after all.
A rough estimate showed about 300 points of Merit, equivalent to 3 trillion points from before.
Meanwhile, the system continuously notified him of the Shock Value credits.
Annoyed by the incessant noise, he could only turn off that notification sound.
After this battle, he had amassed as much as 350,000 in Shock Value.
The shock levels of many present had already exploded, reaching the extent of awe and even worship.
Because this battle power was simply too strong.
Until he was done, others finally closed their mouths.
"Did Chu Yue Immortal Venerable really die?"
"A thousand Immortal Guard Army members were wiped out just like that?"
"Just one person, so quickly?"
There were very few Immortal Kings in the Middle Immortal Realm, and Immortal Venerables were already highly esteemed.
They weren't just Elders of a sect or major city leaders; they were undoubtedly significant figures.
To the people here, Immortal Venerables were heights unattainable in their lifetime.
Yet just now, an Immortal Venerable had died before their eyes.
If they hadn't seen it themselves, most of those present would never have believed it to be true.
"What kind of power does this person possess?"
"No... the key is that sword!"
"The power of that sword... seems quite abnormal."
"Indeed, I'd bet that it's at least a Seventh-grade Immortal Sword!"
"A Seventh-grade Immortal Sword? Impossible?"
The difference in power between grades of Immortal Artifacts is often worlds apart.
Back during the Ascension Battle in the Lower Immortal Realm, the top city lords used Fourth-grade Immortal Artifacts.
While in the Middle Immortal Realm, some great sect leaders often use Sixth-grade Immortal Artifacts.
Once an Immortal Sword surpasses the Sixth-grade, it undergoes a qualitative leap.
At this stage, Immortal Artifacts are no longer just about power augmentation or Artifact Spirits at such a low level.
Seventh-grade Immortal Artifacts communicate to a certain extent with the Power of Rules with every strike, essentially attacking with the most fundamental rules.
For this reason, Immortal Artifacts above the Seventh-grade not only require crafting techniques at a high level, but also enough understanding of the rules, and beyond that, need opportunities.
In addition, the vast amounts of treasure materials and terrifying failure rates are enough to make many great sects unable to bear it.
Even a giant like the Celestial Pavilion, which is said to collect all treasures in the Middle Immortal Realm and has everything for sale, doesn't have Seventh-grade Immortal Artifacts for sale.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Brother Cheng's Immortal Sword.
Their gaze was not just full of envy and covetousness, but inevitably tinged with greed and frenzy.
A Seventh-grade Immortal Artifact was too tempting for them.
"Is that sword really a Seventh-grade Immortal Sword?"
Ding Rui looked incredulous.
How could a Seventh-grade Immortal Sword appear in the hands of a Golden Immortal?
Miao Yu stared at the sword for a long time before an increasingly deep doubt appeared in her dark eyes.
She vaguely felt that the sword's appearance seemed familiar.
But upon further thought, she couldn't recall where from.
Ye Yang Immortal King also looked intently at the scene, and upon hearing this, said in a deep voice, "It should be, but this person himself is definitely not just at the Golden Immortal level."
"Seventh-grade Immortal Artifacts have extremely strong power, but not to the extent of letting a First Grade Golden Immortal instantly kill an Immortal Venerable."
"He himself likely has the power of an Immortal Venerable too."
If Brother Cheng could hear Ye Yang Immortal King's assessment, he would certainly be delighted, patting him on the shoulder and saying, "Brother, you have a good eye, recognizing my extraordinary nature."
But unfortunately, the crowd present were not Ye Yang Immortal King.
Their hearts and minds were all captured by that Immortal Sword.
Hearing everyone praise... his weapon, Brother Cheng felt both lost and furious.
It was truly infuriating; after carefully making a show of himself, the spotlight was actually stolen by his own weapon.
Are you all blind?
Don't you know the main character is standing right in front of you?
Don't you understand what it means to be the center of attention?
But fortunately, he had now cultivated two new sycophants.
Su Ye and Su Meng, the two outer sect female disciples, rushed out, chattering incessantly in praise around Brother Cheng.
"Wow, the ancestor is amazing!"
"Simply too formidable, annihilating so many enemies with one sword, oh my god..."
They were still just True Immortals, with little understanding of the power of a Profound Immortal, Golden Immortal, or Immortal Venerable.
But that wasn't important, what mattered was making the ancestor happy.
Only then did Brother Cheng beamingly revel in joy.
In the past, whenever he showed off, a bunch of disciples cheered on the side, and lately, he wasn't used to not having them.
The long-missed flattery was so wonderful it brought tears to his eyes!
Though these two female disciples praised plainly without much creativity or flair, he wasn't picky.
Given time, they would improve.
However, this wonderful atmosphere was quickly interrupted by Leng Huahan.
"Ancestor, it's not safe here, we should leave as soon as possible!"
His face was solemn, deeply shaken by the recent battle, but as an experienced True Disciple, he thought further.
After taking down those people earlier, the city lord and other experts certainly wouldn't let it go!
No one could be sure if the ancestor's Immortal Sword would be as miraculous next time.
Yuan Wu, Yuan Zhe, and Yuan He also looked hurried as they said,
"Anyone who can become a city lord definitely has backing; the issue has now blown up completely."
"Yes, it's best to leave here as soon as possible!"
"Returning to the sect, we have the Great Array protection..."
Seeing these four not only not praising him but also constantly eyeing his Immortal Sword while speaking, like everyone else, Brother Cheng was furious.
What the heck?
Do you also think it was the sword, not this ancestor, who just showed off?
Then I must truly vindicate myself!
"Isn't it just the little ones being followed by the older ones, and the older ones by their backing? It's an old routine!"
Everyone was speechless, so you know everything after all.
Then why aren't you leaving?
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