This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 169 Dawn Star Must Die

At this moment, Xiao Xingchen was in a terrible state, like a candle flickering in the wind, with blood gushing from his body. He stood in the Heavenly Prison with a look of astonishment on his face. The roof above his head had been torn apart by sword energy, revealing the black-clad Venerable in the void, who was as sharp as lightning.

A storm raged in his heart. The Supreme One was actually a sword immortal, and a sword immortal of unfathomable depth!

All of this began when he feigned fainting, attempting to assassinate the Venerable One.

Originally, according to his plan, when the Supreme Being came looking for him, he would pretend to be half-dead, hoping to be taken away or questioned by the Supreme Being in order to find out the Supreme Being's identity.

As the saying goes, "Heaven helps those who help themselves," and after waiting and waiting, he finally received the Supreme Being.

However, the Supreme One's reappearance was completely different from the first time. This time, when the Supreme One stood in the Heavenly Prison, Xiao Xingchen felt a chilling killing intent. In the end, the Supreme One did not say a word and directly killed him.

This made Xiao Xingchen curse inwardly, secretly thinking that the black-robed man was unreliable. Didn't he say that he still had some use to him?

If that's the case, why did the Supreme Being attack him so viciously the moment they met?

Faced with the Supreme One's relentless pressure, he held nothing back. With a sword hidden in his chest, in an instant, the sword erupted from his chest like a volcanic eruption, like a flood bursting its banks.

It should be noted that this was the first time Xiao Xingchen had drawn his sword since the Origin Rune repaired his spiritual platform. The sword aura of the battle sword even contained the mysterious power of the Origin Rune, which was one of the reasons why Xiao Xingchen had been reluctant to draw his sword easily.

This sword strike can be considered his ultimate killing move; once he unleashes it, he is determined to inflict serious injury on the target.

The pressure from the Supreme Being was like Mount Tai crushing an egg, and he was determined to eliminate this major threat.

This sudden turn of events surprised the Supreme Being, as Xiao Xingchen had been closing the distance between them and he was completely unprepared for this sword strike.

Even with his unfathomable abilities, he couldn't escape the attack. The overwhelming power of the swords instantly enveloped him, annihilating everything in front of him. If it were only this, all of this would still be confined within the Heavenly Prison, not enough to break through the heavens.

However, what Xiao Xingchen witnessed next was like a bolt from the blue, leaving him speechless.

All the swords were drawn into the Supreme Being's body as if attracted by a magnet.

He clearly sensed that the Supreme Being seemed to be casting a contemptuous mockery at him.

Immediately afterwards, the battle swords that had been absorbed into the Supreme Being's body erupted out again like a volcanic eruption.

This time, the sword pounced on him like a hungry tiger, its power several times greater than when he had released it earlier.

For this reason, the Heavenly Prison instantly collapsed and vanished into thin air, soaring into the sky and forming a towering sword pillar.

The power of the sword that had already seriously injured him was now being returned to him in double measure.

At this moment, the TV series he had watched in his previous life involuntarily appeared in his mind. Wasn't this the amazing skill of "shifting stars and using the opponent's own methods against them"?

"Who are you?"

He spoke with difficulty, his voice filled with astonishment and fear.

This was the first time he had felt the power of the sword. He felt as if his body was being cut by thousands of sharp blades at the same time, with countless tiny wounds spreading like a spider web from the inside out.

What I just experienced was even more painful than being slowly sliced ​​to death.

"Heh, you dare to show off your petty skills in front of me? You're really tired of living."

The Venerable One's somber voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, sending chills down one's spine.

He ignored the people who had already appeared around him. The Martial Emperor, the Quasi-Saint, and the people from the Immortal Pavilion had arrived first. Behind them, Yan Yi, like an arrow released from a bow, grabbed the Heavenly Sword and rushed over. Lan Beitang and the others also held long swords and stood in all directions as if facing a formidable enemy, their faces all solemn.

At this moment, everyone also saw the boy teetering on the brink of collapse in the ruins of the prison below.

The boy was covered in blood, but his eyes were as resolute as steel as he stared intently at the man in black robes.

This scene made everyone wonder. One of them was like a star in the sky, and the other was like an ant on the ground. How could they have unleashed such a world-shaking sword pillar?

With Emperor Wu by his side, everyone stood like statues, not daring to move an inch. Only Xiao Xingchen dragged his crippled body, moving with difficulty, and even mocked, "Your Excellency, you've alarmed so many people, do you really think you can escape?"

"Is this your goal? You are really overestimating yourself. A pawn that tries to rebel will only end up dead."

The Supreme Being's figure flickered like a ghost, unleashing all his killing intent like a storm upon Xiao Xingchen. This terrified Xiao Xingchen. So many people had appeared, yet they couldn't change the Supreme Being's decision. Just how much hatred did he harbor for him?

The Saint naturally noticed his nominal disciple. Already in a bad mood, seeing his disciple about to be killed ignited a volcanic eruption of rage within him.

"How dare you! Prepare to die!"

The might of the sage descended like Mount Tai crushing an egg. The eyes of everyone in the Divine Pavilion behind him turned to the Martial Emperor. After receiving a nod from the Martial Emperor, the twelve pavilions of the Divine Pavilion attacked simultaneously, unleashing a storm of attacks. However, the Supreme Lord seemed to ignore them, showing no intention of dodging and letting their attacks rain down on him.

This made Xiao Xingchen's heart sink. The Supreme Venerable's killing intent towards him had reached the point of no return. He completely ignored everyone else, and all his attacks were aimed at delivering a fatal blow to him.

Why? Xiao Xingchen was filled with confusion, his mind a jumble of questions. What had happened to make this mysterious person so determined to kill him? He racked his brains, but could not find the answer.

However, he knew at that moment that if he could not escape this calamity, he would probably lose his life.

The power of a sage, and the strength of the twelve immortal masters, were all extraordinary, yet the Supreme One showed no intention of dodging. This astonished everyone in the void, even causing the Martial Emperor to frown deeply, seemingly hesitant. A deafening roar resounded in the air, like a thunderclap, and the Supreme One was instantly engulfed by this power.

Just when everyone thought the situation was settled and they were beginning to relax, the forces that had been launched suddenly surged back like a tidal wave, amplified several times over.

"No, hide quickly!"

Lou Yi, like a frightened bird, was the first to realize that something was wrong. However, his shouts were like a belated spring rain, unable to save everyone in time.

This time, the returning force was like a surging wave, not only amplifying the power of a saint but also crushing an egg like Mount Tai, far exceeding the Twelve Tower Masters' capacity to withstand it. The deafening roar sent the Twelve Tower Masters flying like leaves in a raging storm, some even losing consciousness like kites with broken strings, plummeting towards the ground.

The Quasi-Saint was stunned by this unbelievable scene, frozen like a statue for a moment. Fortunately, the Martial Emperor stepped forward. After feeling the power return like a tidal wave, the Martial Emperor stood directly in front of the Quasi-Saint like an indestructible fortress, blocking all the attacks for him.

"This seems to be the power of a ritual. I was right after all. This person is from a true ritual organization!"

Emperor Wu was not angry at all; on the contrary, he was overjoyed, as if he had discovered a rare treasure.

Only a mysterious and unpredictable ritual could unleash such extraordinary magic that defies the rules of heaven and earth.

"Is this the real ritual?"

The Saint was deeply shocked. This was the first time he had experienced the power of a ritual, and it truly amazed him.

Emperor Wu mentioned more than once that a true sacrifice could help him break through to the Saint realm.

Previously, he was skeptical, but now, after witnessing this strange power with his own eyes…

"That's right, this is the power unique to Ji, the power we've always dreamed of that can unify the world! Old Drunkard, this person must be captured!"

Emperor Wu was overjoyed, as if he could already see the dawn of unifying the world.

Although the master of the Twelfth Immortal Pavilion was severely injured, he turned a blind eye to it. This conversation was only addressed to the Quasi-Saint, which left the surrounding sword immortals completely bewildered, their expressions strange as they stared intently at the scene before them, utterly unable to understand what the Martial Emperor intended to do.

Clearly, everything that was happening before their eyes was far beyond their comprehension.

The roar was deafening, but the Supreme One appeared before everyone as indestructible as steel. His goal remained unchanged, as if Xiao Xingchen was the only one in his eyes.

"You damned bastard, I have no grudge against you, why do you keep bothering me?"

Xiao Xingchen was furious, cursing inwardly, "Is this ever going to end? You ignore so many people, but you're only targeting me. This is outrageous!"

"Dawn Star, you are doomed!"

The somber whisper uttered by the Venerable One was like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Xiao Xingchen's heart.

He shuddered violently, forgetting even to dodge.

Hearing those familiar, chilling words again, his expression instantly became calm and still.

Last time, after Emperor Wu learned that his name was Xingchen, he did not hesitate to say the words "Dawn Star" and then mercilessly killed himself.

And now, he heard those four words again. Could it be that his current predicament is all because of the name "Dawn Star"?

He was filled with doubt and couldn't understand why they hated him so much just because his name was Xiao Xingchen.