Chapter 469

Su Ming manipulated the giant sword that had arrived from across the void; it was none other than the Epic-grade Dark Moon Greatsword!

Previously, Su Ming had placed this weapon in another dungeon world to be bathed in moonlight, activating its affix effect.

Now that he had mastered the [Heart·Sword Control] skill, he was able to control swords across dimensions!

As long as it was a sword-type weapon bound to him, and his strength was sufficient to tear through the space of that world, he could summon and wield it across dimensions.

A brilliant golden light shone in Su Ming’s eyes as he gripped the giant sword in the air and struck down with a thunderous blow!

This time, he activated [Origin Sword Body]!

The power of all sword techniques increased by 60 times!

This was sixty times stronger than when he had learned swordsmanship while sparring with Xiang Wuhui!

The giant sword slammed fiercely into the spatial rift, shattering the crack into nothingness with a single strike, causing it to be swallowed by space and dissipate in mid-air.

Xiang Wuhui’s eyes showed a hint of shock as he turned to stare at Su Ming.

The spatial rifts slashed by a true Sword Saint were extremely sturdy and difficult to break.

But he was only a Half-Saint, so the spatial rifts he created were not tough; with the slightest external force, the cracks would be absorbed and dissipated by the surrounding space.

Yet even so, for someone of Su Ming’s age to be able to shatter a spatial rift he had created was enough to startle him.

"Kid, have you been hiding your strength?"

Xiang Wuhui asked with a cold gaze and a frown.

"That is correct."

"This junior has mastered the Heart Sword, and my sword Dao strength has greatly improved."

Su Ming smiled confidently.

"Thinking of making me leave today is nothing but a delusion."

"We are staying here to suppress and kill the demon race!"

"Senior Wine Sword Venerable, let us assist you in fighting through the nine heavens!"

Su Ming’s gaze was sharp.

With that, flying swords filled the sky, shooting upward to attack the demons continuously emerging from the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

Many demons had been refined by the Demon-Suppressing Tower for thousands of years, and their strength had long been mostly worn away, so Su Ming was qualified to be their opponent.

Not to mention ordinary demon monsters, Su Ming could even fight a Demon Ancestor.

He alone could take on several Demon Ancestors simultaneously!

Yan Ze also made his move, a rain of arrows swirling through the heavens, turning into a white phoenix vortex to strike down the demons.

Xiao Ming turned into a black light and shot into the sky, slaughtering demons with its body; it was nearing its adult form and was now incredibly powerful.

Ji Yao, Ni Shuang, Wan Wu, Jiang Yunqing, and the others also began to attack the demons with all their might!

Although they were not sword cultivators and their skills did not counter the demon race, they were Job-Changers!

This meant they possessed many skills unheard of by the demon race, with massive momentum and immense power.

Seeing this scene, surprise surged in Xiang Wuhui’s eyes.

But soon, that astonishment was cast to the back of his mind.

"Hehe... It seems this old man still cannot learn from my senior brother."

He chuckled and drained the wine in his hand in one gulp.

"Then today, this old man shall accompany you juniors for a hearty battle!"

He entered a drunken state, and the wooden sword in his hand trembled violently, instantly transforming into thousands of flying sword phantoms that descended upon the firmament like rain.

Stepping on one sword, he flew into the sky and headed straight for the contemporary Demon Monarch, Zi Tuo!

Hundreds of sword Qi strands swirled around him, his figure turning into a blur; his sharpness was transcendent, and his moves had reached the pinnacle.

He even had the capacity to send out hundreds of long swords to help Su Ming and the others attack the surrounding demons.

Zi Tuo was expressionless, his eyes indifferent.

"Wine Sword Venerable."

"Back then, even Sword Saint Wei Tianhai couldn't take me down and could only tear open space before he died to send you away."

"Now, you actually dare to take the initiative to come and die."

"Are all Shushan disciples this ridiculous?" He revealed a terrifying gaze and then threw a punch!

Purple Qi flowed behind him, his demonic power thick and solid, turning into mist that manifested as a phantom as he struck with a blow.

The two clashed, and Xiang Wuhui flew backward for a hundred meters, slamming hard into a stone tablet, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Although their realms were the same, he was not a BOSS after all, and his attributes and skill power were far too inferior.

He stood up and coughed out a large mouthful of blood, yet he did not forget to drink wine.

"Delicious, truly delicious." He smiled dashingly.

"I can't even feel a hint of pain; it really is good wine."

Having said that, he even let out a drunken hiccup.

Seeing this, Zi Tuo’s eyes were filled with disdain.

"Old madman."

"The high-spirited Wine Sword Venerable of the past has now actually fallen to the point of drowning his sorrows in wine."

With that, he threw another punch.

Xiang Wuhui held his wooden sword, continuously channeling his sword technique to entangle and dismantle the moves.

The injuries on his body were also becoming increasingly severe.

Su Ming condensed and forged countless soul-power flying swords, attacking the Demon Monarch!

The Demon Monarch smiled coldly and mocked.

"Mayflies shaking a tree!"

"Even Xiang Wuhui is not a match for this sovereign in a single exchange; you junior are merely courting death..."

With that, he punched toward the curtain of blades Su Ming had condensed.

But the next instant, shock surged in his eyes.

Su Ming’s swords were terrifyingly powerful; they were actually not much worse than Xiang Wuhui’s!?

But even so, it was difficult to cause it serious injury.

Its attributes were too high, with over ten thousand points in Constitution, and its defense was extraordinary.

Clack, clack, clack, clack!!

Soul fragments flew as the Demon Monarch resisted the flying swords, using his fist shadows to shatter the soul blades Su Ming had condensed.

Su Ming’s expression was icy as he scanned his surroundings.

The sky was filled with Demon Ancestors using demonic arts to pursue him relentlessly, attacking desperately, preventing him from using his full strength to attack the BOSS.

"Su Ming, clear out the Demon Ancestors first, otherwise we cannot fully confront the Demon Monarch head-on!" Xiang Wuhui said.

Su Ming nodded; he had the same intention.

Xiang Wuhui brandished his wooden sword and attacked the Demon Monarch again.

Suddenly, Xiang Wuhui’s eyes sharpened.

He discovered that the demonic power within Zi Tuo was not pure and transparent; much of it was demonic power given to him by other demon beasts.

The old Sword Venerable had rich combat experience and was incredibly sharp.

He channeled his sword-flying technique, turning into a stream of light, and in an instant, circled behind Zi Tuo.

Immediately, he saw it... a sword wound.

An extremely deep, extremely terrifying sword wound.

The trace of that sword strike went from the first vertebra to the last, almost completely splitting his spine open, leaving it a bloody mess.

The sword Qi had remained within it for a hundred years and had not dissipated even now.

"Haha!"

Shock flashed in Xiang Wuhui’s eyes, and then he laughed loudly.

"Laozi understands, Laozi understands!"

Covered in blood, he was nonetheless incredibly excited, cursing loudly, his unrefined voice spreading across the firmament.

Zi Tuo had been slaughtering demons within the Demon-Suppressing Tower to seize their demonic power; logically speaking, its realm could have potentially recovered to that of a Demon Saint.

Although the refining power of the Demon-Suppressing Tower was strong, its effectiveness was limited against a Demon Saint.

Moreover, after the Shushan disciples died, Xiang Wuhui’s essence blood alone was not enough to accelerate the refining.

Therefore, Xiang Wuhui had actually long been prepared for a great battle with Zi Tuo, who would return to the Demon Saint realm.

However, after Zi Tuo came into the world, it was still at the Half-Saint realm and had failed to break into the Demon Saint realm!

Now Xiang Wuhui understood the reason.