Chapter 1108

"Qi Chunjing, my Strange Palace debts must be repaid!"

"Anshang Laozi's voice was filled with anger and killing intent, carrying endless oppressive power as it poured toward the Everlasting Army."

"The voice fell!"

"Where the Strange Palace army swept past, heaven and earth rumbled, the dim strange Grand Dao erupted with terrifying fluctuations, shaking heaven and earth, in response to Ancestor Anshang's words."

"Just a single word, and the Everlasting Army all felt a vast pressure."

"Qi Chunjing slapped his big hand into the void, an invisible blade resonance spread outward, shattering Ancestor Anshang's force directly, and only then did everyone feel relieved."

"Boom boom boom!"

"The distant starry sky seemed shrouded by a black curtain, constantly striking toward the Everlasting Heaven, within the endless eternal night lurked heaven‑and‑earth phenomena that made the scalp tingle; faintly one could see many Strange Palace experts having already unveiled their true forms, ready to unleash slaughter."

"Kill kill kill kill!"

"Within the thick black mist, waves of killing shouts spread, like roars from the abyss; even from afar they made everyone's blood boil."

"The Everlasting Army and the Strange Palace have fought for endless ages, yet now only a month of truce has passed, and that familiar feeling of dread has surfaced again!"

"Not long after."

"The Strange Palace army hovered outside Everlasting Heaven; countless cloud‑vessels bore strange, ferocious shapes, their surfaces etched with intricate Strange clan Dao patterns, emitting an ineffable fluctuation."

"On the cloud‑vessels stood masses of Strange Palace experts."

"Many of the Everlasting Army felt shocked."

"Again, such a number of Strange clan beings have descended!"

"Last time General Qi Chunjing annihilated Luo Jin Laozi, they thought they had dealt a fatal blow to the Strange Palace, believing it would need a long time to recover."

"But now it seems the number of Strange Palace experts far exceeds their expectations."

"Upon the largest cloud‑vessel rose a nine‑tiered pavilion, faintly bearing a shadow of the Dark Hall, exuding a Strange Dao might that surpassed the other cloud‑vessels, like a black ferocious beast overlooking Everlasting Heaven."

"Zhang Liao and the others merely extended their divine sense to probe, when they were blocked by a strand of strange Dao resonance, leaving them dizzy and dazed."

"There are Strange Palace supremes inside!"

"Sure enough, shortly afterward three figures slowly emerged from the nine‑tiered pavilion."

"Ancestor Anshang wore a black robe, his figure shrouded in black mist; only the robe's movement could be seen, his whole being eerily insubstantial, like layered ghostly shadows, sending a chill of dread—his steps fell, and heaven and earth were directly tinged ink‑black by strange power, black ripples spreading across the sky, as if he stood upon a black lake, hands clasped behind his back."

"Behind Ancestor Anshang, Heitan Sha let out a grim, cold laugh; beneath his feet a divine wood rose, bearing him as he drifted in the void, his face like that of ten‑thousand‑year‑old timber, with vertical lines etched across, splitting his features, looking exceedingly strange."

"On the other side was Ancestor Guihun, resembling a mass of cloud‑mist, similar to Ancestor Anshang, emitting a 'kie kie kie' cold laugh."

"This sound wave spread across heaven and earth, making people's hairs stand on end."

"The three Strange Palace supremes did not move, yet merely their oppressive power turned into endless killing intent, surging wildly toward Everlasting Heaven."

"It directly caused heaven and earth to change color!"

"Qi Chunjing strode forward, bearing the Azure Abyss on his back, his heavy armor clanking, he raised his hand toward the void and uttered two words: 'Blade, come!'"

"Swish!"

"In the distant encampment, the earth faintly trembled; a terrifying long blade shot straight up into the sky, its blade energy extending across nearly a million li, a white river of light appearing between heaven and earth, charging straight forward!"

"Great Blade Black Pearl!"

"As the long blade was grasped in Qi Chunjing's hand, a chilling Dao aura arose around him, instantly entering the state of man‑blade unity; beneath his feet an endless white blade domain spread toward Ancestor Anshang and his companions."

"Ancestor Anshang gave a cold snort: 'Qi Chunjing, this Great Blade Black Pearl is nothing before us. You know in your own heart how you killed Luo Jin. The Strange Palace will not give you such a chance again…'"

"Before he finished speaking, Qi Chunjing directly slashed a blade at Ancestor Anshang's phantom."

"'Your mere phantom is not worthy to speak such words before me! Let your true body come!'"

"Swish!"

"A chilling blade energy sliced through the void, cleaving forth, tearing heaven and earth open with a white maw; this blade light directly illuminated heaven and earth, ruthlessly ripping apart the eternal night where the Strange Palace dwelt."

"Beneath the flashing white cold light, the many Strange Palace experts revealed ferociously vicious visages."

"Heitan Sha gave a disdainful light chuckle; beneath his feet a massive divine wood shot up like a black pillar holding up the heavens, immensely thick, upon which faintly appeared many obscure patterns of the Strange Palace."

"With a boom, this heaven‑piercing divine wood instantly transformed into a vaulted dome, blocking above their three heads."

"Blocking the sky and covering the sun!"

"Boom!"

"This blade energy and the divine wood phenomenon collided, erupting in terrifying fluctuations; heaven and earth trembled, the starry sky swayed, and in the next instant the divine wood crumbled into powder that scattered, while the blade energy turned into white fragments that vanished in the azure firmament."

"Ancestor Anshang gave a cold snort: 'Qi Chunjing, spare your strength. Your power is limited by Everlasting Heaven; it's already hard to advance even an inch.'"

"His gaze turned toward the Spirit Sword Wine Wanderer within Everlasting Heaven."

"This sword plunged into the starry sky, turning into a hanging river, immensely vast!"

"Its sword momentum cannot be restrained at all!"

"Although it is merely a low‑star Dao Void stage, within it lies vast obsession and battle intent."

"'What a fine human sword! I never imagined that on this battlefield, the obsessions of fallen humans would aid you so greatly; last time Luo Jin underestimated the enemy, leading to his own demise.'"

"Ancestor Anshang continually probed the spirit sword, secretly pondering."

"All‑Death Sword Intent"

"Indeed, it matched what Gui Mie had said."

"This time, upon leaving the Strange Palace, Gui Mie seized from the Sea of Divine Sense some battle images of Xiao Liang; he had already come to know Xiao Liang extremely well."

"At his level, a mere Inquiry‑Dao realm sword resonance, he could grasp about seventy‑eighty percent of it at a glance."

"Thinking thus, Ancestor Anshang's divine sense blanketed the Everlasting Army; he gave a cold chuckle and thrust out a palm: 'Qi Chunjing, though Luo Jin Laozi is dead, this price the Strange Palace can still bear! Now the human sword's trump card is exposed—how will you counter my Strange Palace?'"

"Boom!"

"Terrifying, peerless power descended upon everyone; a heaven‑piercing black palm print fell, upon which a corner of the Dark Hall faintly appeared, its might overwhelming the heavens!"

"Riding the momentum of this palm, he was in fact probing Xiao Liang's form."

"Qi Chunjing's eyes shot forth starlight, forcing him to unleash another blade."

Two kinds of heaven-overwhelming slaughter power collided, bursting forth with boundless might; one black, one white, like a scroll, they almost simultaneously dissipated.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Old Ancestor Anshang and his two companions have already sensed the presence of Little Alian.

Old Ancestor Anshang's face remained composed, but his heart jumped—"Another heaven-defying sword cultivator!"