Chapter 527

"Pfft…"

The characters were broken, and Shang Yang spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

His face deathly pale, he still said to Cang Ju,

""Celestial Demon," if you don't make a move now, then after Seeing Di Shitian defeats the likes of us,"

"he won't show you any mercy either!"

"Moreover, you are the chief guardian of the Great Tang—will you really just let the Great Tang decline like this?"

Cang Ju snorted coldly at these words,

"This sovereign's actions need no instruction from you."

"Jiang Chen, you make the first move!"

"Good! Nine Netherworlds Profound Heaven!"

Suddenly, a bald-headed man appeared and threw a punch toward Di Shitian.

On his fist, countless black vapors spread, looking incomparably bizarre.

"Hehe! Kid, this god sensed you long ago."

Although Jiang Chen's appearance was extremely abrupt, Di Shitian had long since discovered him.

With a mere shift of his mind, over a hundred long swords split off and stabbed toward Jiang Chen.

In terms of strength, Jiang Chen was indeed above Shang Yang and Bai Qi.

More crucially, what Jiang Chen cultivated was the "Nine Netherworlds Profound Heaven Divine Art," which he and Ying Gou had together comprehended based on the Great Tang's secret records.

This divine art was divided into upper and lower volumes: the upper volume "Nine Netherworlds," the lower volume "Profound Heaven."

Ying Gou cultivated the upper volume, the "Nine Netherworlds Chapter," suffered a backlash, and developed the Ah-Jie personality.

But Jiang Chen was unmoved, and boldly cultivated the entire divine art in full.

After cultivating it, his Wu Gong underwent a unique change.

A single punch thrown, and he was already fighting Di Shitian's over a hundred long swords.

At first he seemed to be at a disadvantage, but gradually, Di Shitian noticed that the sword intent attached to those over a hundred long swords

was somehow dissipating!

As if it had all been drawn away by Jiang Chen's strange fists.

"Good lad, what kind of Xie Sect Wu Gong is this?"

Seeing this, Di Shitian was not alarmed but delighted.

In his life, he was passionately fond of collecting all manner of Wu Gong and ultimate techniques.

His trump-card ultimate technique, the "Sacred Heart Art," was itself fused from hundreds upon thousands of Wu Gong gathered from across the world.

Jiang Chen's bizarre divine art could actually absorb sword intent—this was something Di Shitian had never witnessed before.

"Nine Netherworlds Profound Heaven Divine Art!"

To Di Shitian's question, Jiang Chen did not conceal a thing.

His fists also swung faster and denser, continuously drawing away the sword intent on the long swords.

Long swords without the augmentation of sword intent were naturally just ordinary iron swords.

Jiang Chen could destroy them outright with a casual strike.

As Jiang Chen made his move, Di Shitian's "Wanjiangui Sect" was gradually suppressed.

But he was not the least bit flustered; watching the long swords grow fewer and fewer, he smiled faintly,

"Since you can reach this step, then this god shall let you witness—"

"this god's true strength!"

Di Shitian's eyes suddenly flickered with waves of cold light, and the temperature of the entire valley inexplicably plummeted at terrifying speed!

"Frightening Gaze Calamity!"

The Sacred Heart Art, the first of the Sacred Heart Four Calamities!

Everyone felt a chill rising from the depths of their hearts; those with insufficient skill, such as the disciples of the Liudamen Sect,

and the severely wounded Brother Chamu clansmen, had no time to react

before they all turned into ice sculptures!

Then the ice sculptures gradually showed cracks, collapsed with a rumble, and shattered into chunks of ice.

One fresh life after another vanished just like that.

Prince Zichu's trio, who bore the brunt of this strike head-on, and Jiang Chen as well, were all suffering terribly.

Although the dragon qi Jin Longs still bared their fangs and brandished their claws, ceaselessly pouncing toward Di Shitian,

Prince Zichu felt the cold rising from the depths of his heart, surging up uncontrollably.

Even the flow speed of his true essence slowed by several degrees.

As for Jiang Chen, who had just been gleefully absorbing sword intent, he was now in the same state as Prince Zichu.

He was even worse off than Prince Zichu.

At least Prince Zichu was still ceaselessly generating dragon qi Jin Longs to contend with Di Shitian.

Jiang Chen, however, had already stopped, channeling his energy to resist the cold from the depths of his heart.

"Good!"

Cang Ju's mind stirred, and he could not help but praise.

No wonder Di Shitian dared to call himself a god—this strike truly was something only an immortal among men could unleash.

"Rise!"

He no longer hesitated, and directly deployed the Celestial Demon Force Field.

An invisible force field rapidly spread across the entire valley, directly canceling out Di Shitian's "Frightening Eyes Calamity."

"Very well!"

Di Shitian also praised, this "Heavenly Demon" Cangqu, truly lived up to his reputation.

A single move, and he could break through the first of his Sacred Heart Four Calamities!

"Cangqu, then come and try the second calamity!"

"Evil Blood Calamity!"

Di Shitian suddenly pricked his finger, and a drop of fresh blood welled up.

Then this drop of blood floated in midair, like a heart, beating violently.

Thump!

Thump thump!

Thump thump thump!

At first this drop of blood beat very slowly, and the crowd showed no reaction.

But with Di Shitian's control, the drop of blood beat faster and faster.

The people in the valley all felt their hearts, which had nearly been frozen by the "Frightening Eyes Calamity," begin to beat rapidly.

The blood throughout their bodies also boiled rapidly, like boiling water.

"Ah…"

Immediately after, apart from Shangguan Yun, the other four sect leaders of Sidazhang Sect suddenly let out a bloodcurdling scream.

One by one, they directly exploded, transforming into balls of blood mist.

"Purple Blood Great Art!"

Seeing this, Cangqu was undaunted and raised his hand.

Those four balls of blood mist actually rushed toward Cangqu, and were then directly absorbed into his body.

Immediately after, a flush of red swept across Cangqu's face, which actually turned a shade of purple.

"Open!"

Then Cangqu threw a punch at Di Shitian, the Heavenly Demon force field following along.

Balls of purple blood flew out, and under the augmentation of the Heavenly Demon force field, they seemed to shatter the space along their path.

When this punch reached Di Shitian's drop of "Evil Blood," the two came to a stalemate.

"Quick, while there's still time…"

Prince Zichu and the others felt the pressure greatly reduced, and immediately launched their offensive.