NOVPUBBlood mist shrouded the bodies of the three individuals, their figures roughly doubling in size.
Their muscles bulged significantly, and their skin had turned a dark purple color.
Their hands transformed into claw-like appendages, with fingernails several dozen centimeters long.
"This is," Jiang Li said with a grave expression as he watched the scene unfold.
The three figures in the sky roared, and their aura broke through from the initial Saint Vein Realm, surging into the Divine Vein Realm in one fell swoop.
Even though the eighth Vein Gate had not been opened, their strength was already at the level of the Divine Vein Realm.
"Those who have sold their souls can no longer be considered human," Jiang Summit said profoundly.
"Forcibly increasing their strength, yet by doing so, they have severed their own future on the Martial Path."
"Ancestor, your injury," Jiang Li said with some worry.
"It’s nothing," Jiang Summit shook his head slightly.
At that moment, the three figures across from him charged at Jiang Summit simultaneously.
The trio enveloped in blood mist radiated powerful auras, with each step they took as if it fell on heaven and earth.
An immense aura of authority rose majestically from them, and the endless space shattered beneath their feet.
The strength of the Divine Vein Realm is a growth that spans realms.
At that moment, when the attacks of the three men landed simultaneously, a grand immortal light spread slowly around Jiang Summit.
His hands transformed into a massive palm that seemed to cover the sky and the sun, colliding head-on with the three challengers.
Only a "boom" was heard.
Space collapsed in large swaths around them, and an extreme current of Spiritual Energy fluctuated outwards from the four combatants at the center.
Jiang Summit stood unmoved at the same spot, while the three opponents were sent flying backwards.
Immortal light surged around Jiang Summit, yet his face turned slightly pale.
He knew that although he had sent the three flying, they had not sustained much damage.
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The trio opposite stood up slowly from the ground and roared furiously into the sky, as if to express the rage in their hearts.
Jian Yihai swung his Longsword, with Sword Intent spreading like an ocean.
Endless Sword Intent spread from around him, slowly converging in the sky.
Tian Yazi unsheathed seven Longswords at once, transforming into seven different colored streaks of sword light.
The sword lights raced across the horizon, and a vast expanse of sword light cascaded down majestically, shattering all the space they passed.
As for Swordless, he himself was like a sword.
The sharpness and purity of the Sword Qi around him were rare in the world.
When his Sword Qi dispersed, the Sword Intent of the other two were somewhat suppressed.
The empty sword scabbard on his back also trembled incessantly.
The three sword intents intersected as they launched another attack on Jiang Summit.
Jiang Summit’s eyes were profound as he held his heavy sword across his chest.
He swung the heavy sword slowly, the action seemed very slow and seemingly strenuous.
But as the heavy sword swung down, it obliterated the space directly in front of him with a might that seemed effortless, reducing it to a true vacuum.
When this heavy sword destroyed the space in front, the Sword Intent of Tian Yazi and the others was also instantly annihilated within it.
Accompanying the wails of the three men, they were all sent flying back again.
Jian Yihai and his companions were drenched in blood, their appearances looking utterly tragic.
"Ancestor is mighty," shouted the Jiang Family disciples excitedly, unable to help themselves upon seeing this.
"What does it matter how strong the Three Sect are? Without the Ancestor at the Immortal Ascension Boundary, it’s all in vain."
"If you ask me, we should come out in the open and rebuild the Jiang Family, instead of hiding in this underground city.
What can the Three Sect even do."
"I agree,"
However, unlike the other clan members, only Jiang Li looked on with concern at this scene.
"Pu," suddenly, Jiang Fentian’s figure trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
The blood fell on his heavy sword, splashing onto the ground, and Jiang Fentian stabbed the heavy sword into the earth, then grasped it with both hands.
He stood thin but unsteady, refusing to let himself fall.
"What’s happened to the elder?" Panic suddenly erupted among the members of the Jiang Family.
"The injuries sustained in the Sealing Ground have not healed, and I’m afraid they never will,"
Jiang Li said as he shook his head with a sigh.
Xu Zimei could tell that Jiang Fentian’s True Fate was damaged, and it seemed that his Divine Fire was also being suppressed.
The man was barely clinging to life, struggling even to exist, let alone fight.
Jian Yihai naturally noticed this scene with Jiang Fentian.
His face lit up with joy as he shouted, "The old guy is injured, it seems his earlier bluster was all for show.
If we hold on a little longer, he will be done for."
"Today, I shall kill this Stepping into Immortality powerhouse," Tian Yazi laughed heartily.
"Old man, if you hid like a turtle in its shell, we’d have no way to get you.
But since you insist on playing the hero, today let’s experience what it feels like to kill one at the Immortal Ascension Boundary."
Swordless remained silently on the side, his expression complex as he watched the people below.
"Good and evil will always come to an end; the Form Blood Clan’s target is the entire Yuan Central Continent."
Jiang Fentian spoke righteously, "Even if my Jiang Family perishes today, I believe there will be thousands upon thousands of Jiang Families that will stand up.
One day, you will receive your just retribution."
Hearing Jiang Fentian’s words, Jian Yihai and Tian Yazi burst into laughter.
"Then take your good retribution and go to hell with it."
Only Swordless’s pupils contracted, and he murmured softly, "Retribution will come!"
"Gentlemen, let us join forces to kill this old man," Jian Yihai proposed.
"After we annihilate the Jiang Family, we can go and ask Lord Ming for a reward."
As Jian Yihai’s voice fell, the might around him grew more fierce.
Behind him, True Fate Emergence revealed a towering Divine Sword.
The Divine Sword, nearly a hundred meters tall, floated behind him in midair, radiating a sharp and piercing aura.
The moment this Divine Sword appeared, it nearly devoured all the space around it.
As the massive Divine Sword, controlled by Jian Yihai, slowly floated into the Firmament, ready to strike Jiang Fentian down.
Behind Tian Yazi, there were seven ethereal longswords, the Seven Emotions Sword.
Conceived from human Seven Emotions and Six Desires, this was his realization of True Fate.
As the seven swords hummed around him, Tian Yazi’s gaze became extremely cold.
The seven longswords broke through layers of space, moving swiftly as if time was fleeting.
As for the last one, Swordless, his might was even more formidable.
Because within the Swordless Sect, there is a secret technique called "Gather Intent."
This technique allows one to congeal Sword Intent, and what’s terrifying is that it can do so without limits.
Thus, the Sword Intent carried by each disciple of the Swordless Sect is incredibly heavy. 𝚗ovp𝚞b.𝚌om
Because each one of them congeals Sword Intent.
The longer this Sword Intent is gathered, the greater its power becomes.
It is said that this secret technique was not originally from the Swordless Sect, but rather from a very famous Loose Cultivator of the Northern Continent, known for his Vein Skills.
He gathered Sword Intent for three thousand years, and finally, in battle, when he unleashed all three thousand years of Sword Intent...
