Chapter 1798: Meeting the Lord of the Sun Sword

The Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm.

This is the most prosperous, most brilliant realm in the Upper World, without exception!

In the final days of the great tribulation, the previous Lords of the Great Yin and Great Sun Swords devoured the world and swept aside all directions, becoming the strongest under heaven at that time. They forcibly seized spiritual veins from all sides, drew forth the earth's qi, and here gathered several Grade-9 supreme spiritual veins, with Grade-8 supreme spiritual veins beyond counting.

Numerous spiritual veins encircle this place, where the most brilliant stars of the Great Thousand World and the radiance of the sun converge.

Zheng Qiniang dared not say much; when she had followed along, both of them were already in the water.

Even though Xiang Longcheng begged incessantly and invoked the Seven Killings Hall to threaten them, he ultimately died at the hands of Jiang Dongli.

"It's like! So like! It's as if I've seen the young King! To see him today, this old man can die without regret." This time, Niu Shan was truly shaken.

Only then did Zhu Wushi employ the Great Absorption Art, infusing essence, qi, and spirit into a stone-carved dragon over ten meters long, briefly granting the stone dragon life.

The peach blossoms on her pretty face remained unaffected; instead, her gaze sharpened as she stared into the distance.

Mu Ge looked at the cigarette butt now, and a tremendous sense of accomplishment rose within him. It was as if he had become a savior. He walked with his chest puffed out a few inches higher.

"What are you doing?" He braced his hands on the pool's edge, performed a pull-up, and climbed up with ease.

At gatherings like the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, they never dared to leave without permission. Those who had done so before were thoroughly punished. As the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, Grandmaster Zhao naturally had to set an example. If such a grand conference of the Ancient Martial Arts world saw its own young people running off almost entirely, what sort of order would that be?

The three already possessed not-low cultivation, and they deliberately used true qi to project their voices. Their three voices merged together, instantly exploding like a thunderclap rising from flat ground beside everyone's ears, leaving the crowd ringing in their ears and dizzy.

"Chuchu, is there some misunderstanding in the middle?" Ling Ling forced out a stiff smile.

"Since that is the case, I will send you, this old witch, on your way first, to prevent you from harming others in the future." The intent to kill rose in Wang Li's heart; this was the first time he had harbored the intent to kill someone.

Overall, it proceeded in an orderly fashion. Passing through Ruyang, circling around Yuzhou and taking the mountain road between it and Xuchang, continuing forward, Yang Kai gradually began to ponder how to resist the enemy.

At this moment, Lin Wanwan placed her backpack on the ground, spread large leaves over it to serve as a temporary table, and set upon the table a bamboo tube of honey and a lump of crocodile meat paste. She intended to use what she had to prepare a complex dish.

The Great Emperor Xuantian asked, but the answer he received was the sword shadow Chen Wang had slashed. The sword light shot forth, driving straight toward the Great Emperor Xuantian on the platform.

Clearly, Bai Zhu had struck the tiger's limbs, a position that could not be fatal with a single shot.

However, after I truly took the seat of the president, I found I had completely lost the motivation to strive.

"Great!" Song Day of Death's eyes lit up; she blurted it out instinctively. Her attitude had changed after just one meal.

To be honest, I never expected our homeroom teacher's taste to get worse year by year. When choosing the class uniform, she didn't discuss it with us at all, and the resulting uniform turned out to be a yellow-and-green outfit.

After binding Liu Ying, Chen Nan inwardly exclaimed: "Heaven's way turns in cycles; who does the heavens spare?" The ancient adage is indeed full of truth.

Through the blow he just took, he knew that to defeat his elder brother, he must mobilize all his sword Dao insights.

On Mount Olympus, the figure of a Daoist boy appeared. He walked toward a room; the demons around him could not see him at all.

"Boom!" The Nine Dragons Bell descended to suppress. Before the Nine Dragons Bell even fell, the ground beneath it turned to void. Had Jiang Huairen not withdrawn in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Looking at everything before him, Jiang Huairen was stunned.