Chapter 1704

"Good, tell me the cultivation method of the Nine Yang Tyrant Body Art quickly."

"Otherwise, you won't leave here today!"

Ximen Wudi looked at the other and spoke directly.

"Since you've asked like this, I'll tell you!"

"The Nine Yang Tyrant Body Art has three layers: reaching the peak of the first layer boosts your physical strength five hundredfold, the second layer's peak raises it four hundredfold, and reaching Great Perfection in the third layer elevates it over seven thousandfold!"

"But each layer increase drastically reduces your physical strength, and once you reach the third layer, your strength will surge to twenty-eight thousandfold—requiring a Sacred Pill to push it beyond thirty thousandfold."

The founder of Tianjian Sect spoke.

"You want me to use a Sacred Pill to boost my physical strength? Do you think Sacred Pills are that easy to come by?"

Ximen Wudi said coldly.

"Of course not—my Master has prepared enough Sacred Pills; if you agree to become my servant, you'll receive more than enough!"

"Not only that, I can help you break through to the Void Realm—then you'll possess unmatched power on the Tianwu Continent!"

The founder of Tianjian Sect said.

His eyes gleamed with sharp light as he stared at Ximen Wudi.

The founder of Tianjian Sect looked at Ximen Wudi, his gaze flickering with light, brimming with greed as he stared at Ximen Wudi.

He wanted to take Ximen Wudi as his disciple, for Ximen Wudi was truly a once-in-a-millennium genius he wished to cultivate.

It would not only cause Tianjian Sect's strength to surge, but also grant him this peerless prodigy and their sect's strongest technique.

So he must take Ximen Wudi as his disciple—but the founder of Tianjian Sect knew his own strength was no match for Ximen Wudi's.

And Ximen Wudi was a young powerhouse; he must make Ximen Wudi kneel at his feet and join his Tianjian Sect.

Then their Tianjian Sect would surely resound across the entire Tianwu Continent, even surpassing the Tianwu Dynasty to become the number one Dazong Sect.

The founder of Tianjian Sect was dreaming too beautifully at this moment!

"Hahaha!"

But Ximen Wudi burst into wild laughter.

"What? You refuse to become my disciple?"

The founder of Tianjian Sect said coldly.

"Of course not!"

"You're nothing but trash—why would I become your disciple?"

Ximen Wudi spat coldly.

"So arrogant a brat! Today you must pay a devastating price!"

"Kill him!"

The founder of Tianjian Sect roared.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

The Tianjian Sect disciples shouted in unison.

Immediately, the dozen or so men lunged toward Ximen Wudi.

"I'll see what right you have to lecture me!"

Ximen Wudi coldly roared, swinging out a punch.

Instantly, fists infused with Jin Wu True Fire and Lei Ting power exploded outward, striking the Tianjian Sect disciples, obliterating their bodies and leaving not even a trace behind.

1528's incredulous expression

At this moment, the Tianjian Sect disciples lay dead in droves!

This sight caused the founder of Tianjian Sect's face to change, revealing a look of utter disbelief in his eyes.

He had never imagined that dozens of his Tianjian Sect disciples couldn't even block one strike.

Seeing his Tianjian Sect disciples dead, the founder's aged face turned as dark as water.

"You…"

"Who are you? How dare you kill my Tianjian Sect disciples!"

The founder of Tianjian Sect said grimly to Ximen Wudi.

"You're not worthy to know."

Ximen Wudi's eyes flashed with cold cruelty as he stared at him.

"Fine, very fine—even if you escape here today, once my Tianjian Sect regains its strength, I'll make you beg for death, begging on your knees before me!"

The founder of Tianjian Sect roared in fury, his eyes glinting with icy frost.

"I'm ready whenever you are."

Ximen Wudi spat coldly, his body flickering and vanishing from the spot.

Watching Ximen Wudi leave this place.

The founder of Tianjian Sect's expression was grotesque and terrifying.

"Who the hell is this brat?"

"How could he be this strong!"

"He doesn't even respect my Tianjian Sect disciples!"

"Hmph, once my Tianjian Sect restores its Earth Yuan Qi, I'll kill him myself and make him understand the might of the Tianjian Sect's founder!"

The founder of Tianjian Sect snorted coldly.

His gaze swept toward the direction Ximen Wudi had departed.

His eyes gleamed with icy frost, a strange curve forming at his lips:

"Brat, I don't believe you can escape my pursuit this time!"

At this moment, in a mountain range not far from here.

"This Ximen Wudi's strength is no simple matter!"

"He has wiped out all the disciples of the Tianjian Sect, and left not a single trace."

The controller of the Tianjian Sect stood in the void, muttering to himself.

This controller was none other than the founder of the Tianjian Sect, and also the mastermind behind sending others to assassinate Ximen Wudi.

"It seems his strength has reached the Half-Step Reincarnation Realm, or even the Void Realm. But my Tianjian Sect is no ordinary Zong Sect!"

The controller of the Tianjian Sect said coldly.

Immediately, he waved his hands, activating the Tianjian Sect's sacred artifact, the Heavenly Sword.

Hum!

Accompanied by a hum.

Instantly, a terrifying pressure surged forth, engulfing the surrounding mountains and rivers; peak after peak shattered into dust.

At the same time, boundless sword light surged along the blade of the Heavenly Sword.

Emitting a brilliant, dazzling radiance.

From the blade emerged a terrifying sword soul, as if containing infinite power and might.

This sword's rank was far higher than the previous Demon Sword; it was a sacred artifact obtained by the founder of the Tianjian Sect, named the Demon Sword — an extremely fearsome ancient relic.

"Though this sword is merely a mundane weapon, it possesses immense power — its strength rivals that of ordinary Reincarnation Realm experts, even Half-Step Reincarnation Realm experts!"

"I refuse to believe this sword cannot kill this brat. If I can kill him, my strength will surely ascend to a new level."

The controller of the Tianjian Sect said coldly.

He directly activated the divine sword, charging it toward Ximen Wudi.

Ximen Wudi, seeing the sword hurtling toward him, wore a solemn expression on his brow.

"Nine Nether Dragon Spear!"

Immediately, Ximen Wudi activated the power of the Nine Nether Dragon Spear; streams of black energy erupted from it, coalescing into the shape of a black dragon.

Xiao Jingtian's roar

Then the black dragon unleashed a Xiao Jingtian roar, claws and fangs bared, smashing toward the Tianjian Sect's divine sword.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Two terrifying, unmatched forces crashed violently together.