Chapter 1481

Chapter 1481 (Raw 1461): You are Already Dead

After being silent for five years, the Lunar Shadow Saber finally unsheathed when Xiao Chen pulled hard.

The Lunar Shadow Saber's streamlined blade released a resplendent and magnificent saber light.

There was no startling aura, just a resplendent saber light that withdrew after flickering for a moment. It was like a thousand-year-old spring, tranquil, distant, and aged—a glory of the past.

The saber with its light withdrawn was like limpid autumn water that reflected the moonlight, looking very simple.

When it was drawn and brandished, it was like the shadow of the bright moon, silent and traceless. Then, there was a shattering sound.

With a swing of this saber, the Divine Weapon blocked by the scabbard shattered. Its pieces shot out with a sharp energy.

"What saber is this? How can it break my Divine Weapon?"

This Divine Weapon was deeply connected to Can Minghuo, something like a life Divine Weapon. He felt an intense headache and vomited a mouthful of blood immediately.

"Take an attack from me as well."

Now that Xiao Chen held the Lunar Shadow Saber again, power filled him. The energy from the Transcendent Divine Weapon Lunar Shadow Saber continuously flowed through all the meridians of his body, rapidly replenishing his drained Primordial Energy.

At this moment, he became one with the saber!

Xiao Chen soared into the air and used the most tyrannical move of the Flawless Saber Technique, the Dragon Subduing Stance.

A thousand dragons rapidly manifested in the air around him. The Lunar Shadow Saber subdued the might of the one thousand True Dragons, borrowing this power for its own use.

The instant the saber chopped down, the strong True Dragon's might pressured Can Minghuo into trembling.

The Divine Weapon in Can Minghuo's hand had already shattered. Facing this tyrannical saber strike, Can Minghuo was at a loss as to what to do, not knowing how to defend.

In the end, he could only defend with his bare hands, infusing all his cultivation into them.

Right before the saber landed on him, Can Minghuo clapped his hands together, trying to clamp the Lunar Shadow Saber.

Unexpectedly, his hands just met each other. His heart suddenly sank, horror flooding his entire body. He failed to catch the saber!

The berserk aura turned into a strong wind surging forward.

This wind blasted away all the flaming tornadoes in the surroundings, scattering them. The plaza's rubble appeared before everyone's eyes once again.

The instant the flames dispersed, everyone saw Xiao Chen chopping Can Minghuo in half.

"Boom!"

Cracks spread through the ground, the shock wave from this saber strike sweeping the entire city.

Rumbling rang out endlessly as the entire city started to crumble. The people on the city walls quickly soared into the air, horrified.

Dead…

The Ninth Heaven Martial Emperor Can Minghuo actually died. How exactly did Xiao Chen block that sword strike?

What in the world happened in the flames for the situation to reverse in an instant? No one could understand.

As Xiao Chen held his saber, he stood proudly. The reborn Lunar Shadow Saber was even stronger than he expected.

Transcendent Divine Weapon, this was a true Transcendent Divine Weapon. Transcending Divine Weapons, unparalleled.

A faint light appeared on the saber, neither intense nor piercing.

However, the moment the crowd's gazes met this light, drops of blood came out of many people's eyes, and they suffered intense pain.

"A saber?"

Everyone was horrified. What kind of saber was this? Just the saber Qi in its flickering light could inadvertently injure their eyes from five hundred kilometers away?

"There is no such saber on the Divine Weapon Ranking, right?!" someone asked in confusion.

Of the ten Transcendent Divine Weapons, there was only one saber, the Coiling Monarch Time Saber.

"After today, there will be one."

The moment this was said, no one else voiced any doubts. Without question, this was a treasure saber that transcended a Divine Weapon.

Can Minghuo was miserably defeated. If he had known that Xiao Chen had a Transcendent Divine Weapon, he would not have died without knowing how he died.

"Great move, he is the Azure Dragon King indeed. Although he has been silent for five years, the reverse scale of a dragon still should not be touched."

Ao Lang slowly walked out from the rubble, wearing his Blood Clad Battle Armor.

The Western Sea Dragon King's expression was calm, like still water, as he took in the ruined Western Dragon City.

Even when looking at the tens of thousands of Blood Clad Sect's elites or the Blood Clad Sect's scared upper echelon, he still showed no changes in expression, evincing neither joy nor grief.

It was like everything before him had nothing to do with him.

Actually, it truly did not matter. As long as the Western Sea Dragon King killed Xiao Chen and took away his Transcendent Divine Weapon, with the support of the Treasure Master, he would have no difficulty making an even stronger Blood Clad Sect.

Xiao Chen sheathed the Lunar Shadow Saber and sized up Ao Lang. The Western Sea Dragon King's improvements over the past five years were rather horrifying.

The Blood Clad Battle Armor that the Western Sea Dragon King wore was extremely strange—looking like a sea of blood was splashed on it.

Xiao Chen said indifferently, "Make your move. There is nothing to say between us. I'll give you three chances to attack. After that, I'll take your head."

When the Western Sea Dragon King heard this, he was stunned. Then, he laughed loudly, "Truly arrogant! I thought that I was already very arrogant. Unexpectedly, you are even more arrogant than me. If not for your Transcendent Divine Weapon, Can Minghuo's sword strike would have killed you.

"Now, I already know all your trump cards. What are you going to use to fight me?"

Xiao Chen smiled coldly in his heart, not intending to argue with the other party. Before coming here, he had still been slightly worried about the Western Sea Dragon King's strength.

After seeing Ao Lang, Xiao Chen no longer worried since the Western Sea Dragon King was like the other members of the Blood Clad Sect.

They all relied on the scarlet armor they wore to obtain their current strength. The Western Sea Dragon King's was just a higher grade, nothing more.

The Western Sea Dragon King was hardly comparable to people truly at the Holy Master level.

The reason why the Holy Lands did not make a move against the Blood Clad Sect was their fear of the mysterious person behind it. There was a saying, "If one wants to beat up a dog, one should find out who its master is first." This was the same principle.

"It looks like you have already given up on this chance. In that case, I will have to bring out the move that I kept in reserve for you."

The Cycle Heart spun silently in Xiao Chen's sea of consciousness, storing up power and waiting to be unleashed.

The Western Sea Dragon King revealed a cold smile containing a trace of disdain. In his eyes, Xiao Chen was already a dead man. Trying to get what one wanted just by relying on a Transcendent Divine Weapon was simply an idiot's dream.

"Azure Dragon King, I'm standing right here. Let's see how you are going to kill me!"

Ao Lang reared his head back and laughed maniacally. Then, he unleashed his aura rampantly.

His body released a boundless bloody light, and his aura flourished once more, nearing the level of a Holy Master before stopping.

Up in the sky, dense bloody clouds covered the sky and the sun. As they churned, they looked like a surging sea of blood, splashing up continuously and materializing many mysterious phenomena.

"How strong!"

The onlookers, who had retreated to five hundred kilometers away, all felt a strong pressure close—or even equal—to a Holy Master's.

"That is the aura of a peak Ninth Heaven Martial Emperor. No wonder the Blood Clad Sect's Sect Master could break the formation protecting the Dragon's Gate with one strike."

"Isn't this too big a drain on Xiao Chen? He already fought many battles, one after another. Could he still have a trump card for killing this Western Sea Dragon King?"

The crowd was in some disbelief over Xiao Chen's claim that he would take Ao Lang's head in one move.

It was not just disbelief; they felt that such a feat was impossible.

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes as he fixed his gaze on the Western Sea Dragon King, who was one kilometer away. Then, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes before disappearing.

He did not even need the time for a blink of an eye to cross that distance.

The cycle in its entirety, reversing space and time!

Xiao Chen ignored the other party's maniacal laughter, erupting the state of cycle in his sea of consciousness at full force. The feeling of the entire world resisting him appeared once again.

That's not right. This time, it is even stronger!

Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat. It felt like this time, the resistance that he faced was fifty percent more than when he erupted the state of cycle at full force on the desolate island.

It seemed that experts had a forcefield around them. Reversing space and time before experts was much harder than before ordinary people.

Damn it. Could it be that this attack that I prepared for him will end without anything happening?

Up until now, even when facing the twelve Sovereign Martial Emperors, Xiao Chen had not used the state of cycle—all to keep it for this moment. After holding it in reserve for so long, he did not expect such a variable.

This sudden development caught Xiao Chen somewhat off guard. After he used the state of cycle at full power, the right hand grasping the saber handle could not draw the saber.

Idiot Master, quickly draw the saber. I'll help you break his forcefield! Ao Jiao suddenly said at the critical moment.

When the Western Sea Dragon King saw that Xiao Chen had not moved, he thought that the other party did not dare to. He smiled coldly and said, "You must be frightened silly. This Sovereign's strength is already incomparable to five years ago. Even if I stand here without moving, you will not be able to find any weakness!"

Right after the Western Sea Dragon King said that, he felt that something was wrong. However, he could not make out what it was.

"You are already dead."

Xiao Chen sheathed his saber and soared into the air. The Western Sea Dragon King laughed maniacally, "What a joke—"

"Pu ci!"

A saber light appeared at the Western Sea Dragon King's neck, and blood spurted out. The maniacally laughing head suddenly flew off.

The airborne Xiao Chen seemed to have expected this. He stretched out his hand and caught the Western Sea Dragon King's head.