From the depths of the Primordial Spirit Sea, a torrential bombardment rained down, driving all the way back into the Cloud-Gazing Hall.

Within the Hall, perched upon that divine chair, Sikong Jingxiao’s manifested divine soul body was visibly weakened, tinged with an almost transparent quality. The Red Symbol Sword Spirit clutched in his hand had also noticeably dimmed.

Suddenly, the Hall doors slammed shut.

He had forcibly sealed the Cloud-Gazing Hall!

Dong Jin Tuo’s residual light shattered against the exterior of the Cloud-Gazing Hall, finally unable to penetrate further.

Sikong Jingxiao had achieved Divine Ascension several years before Jiang Wang. This was the source of his confidence in attempting to instruct Jiang Wang.

Regardless of how unparalleled a prodigy one might be, they still had to confront the chasm of time. And wasn’t he, Sikong Jingxiao, also a chosen one, having surpassed the prodigies of his own generation?

Yet, in the clash at the divine soul level, he found himself utterly powerless to retaliate!

That fan-like door…

That ancient door was truly terrifying.

The Sword Pavilion, with its thirty thousand years of inheritance, naturally possessed divine soul secret techniques capable of confronting it, but the requirements were exceedingly high, and he had not yet been able to cultivate them.

How profound must the cultivation of such a divine soul secret technique be? How long had Jiang Wang been in the Divine Ascension realm? Just how profound was this person’s divine soul foundation?

Regret and doubt flooded his mind, but it was too late. He had to secure this victory, for losing face personally was secondary; the dignity of the Sword Pavilion would be tarnished!

Therefore, his first action was to seal the Cloud-Gazing Hall, no longer engaging in a direct divine soul confrontation.

Then, gritting his teeth, he risked even damaging his own origin, boldly moving the Cloud-Gazing Hall!

*Boom rumble!*

Within the Primordial Spirit Sea, this majestic palace directly ascended into the sky, stirring up howling winds and thunder, causing the four seas to churn. In this world-shaking majesty, the Cloud-Gazing Hall directly smashed towards that ancient door in the sky, truly bearing the momentum of mutually assured destruction!

Jiang Wang’s Six Desires Bodhisattva form, which had been about to step out of the Heavenly阙 and end the divine soul struggle, suddenly withdrew its step at this moment, pulling the entire 朝天阙 away and smoothly retreating from Sikong Jingxiao’s Primordial Spirit Sea.

The Cloud-Gazing Hall resided in the sky of the Primordial Spirit Sea, governing the four seas of the human body, and could not be lightly moved.

Sikong Jingxiao moving the Cloud-Gazing Hall was an act of first injuring himself to attack the enemy, clearly intending to engage in a desperate battle at the divine soul level.

If this encounter were a fight to the death, he would not fear a fierce clash with Sikong Jingxiao here. However, this was merely a sword inquiry, and killing Sikong Jingxiao was certainly not an option. Continuing the fierce clash would lead to uncontrollable consequences for both.

Thus, he chose to retreat a step.

Regardless, he had gained the initial advantage at the divine soul level, and Sikong Jingxiao was severely injured, the situation already heavily favoring him.

On the entire mountain platform square, the Sword Pavilion disciples witnessed this scene —

Their Senior Brother Sikong Jingxiao had just grasped that renowned Red Symbol Sword, his sword intent had just soared to the heavens, and the red symbols had fused with the sword, exhibiting an indescribable majesty.

Then, that Marquis Wu An from the State of Qi cast a cold glance, and before his sword was even drawn, Senior Brother Sikong Jingxiao unexpectedly spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood!

How could cold eyes be like knives?

This gaze was heavier than a sword’s gleam!

Jiang Wang had actually severely injured their Senior Brother with a single glance.

It truly sent a chill down their spines!

“It was the divine soul, the divine soul struggle yielded a result,” a few senior brothers with profound cultivation explained in hushed tones.

But the surrounding junior brothers and sisters were clearly not comforted by this explanation. The word “result” instilled panic, and they had not witnessed any process… had Senior Brother been defeated like this?

Of course not!

Sikong Jingxiao’s eyes burned with fierce emotion.

He had not hesitated to forcefully move the Cloud-Gazing Hall, intending to blast Jiang Wang out of the divine soul world. How could he simply admit defeat?

As his body returned to the material realm, simultaneously spitting blood, the Red Symbol Sword’s blood-like body instantly unleashed countless ancient sword symbols, encircling him.

He did not suppress the instinct to spit blood, nor did he care about losing face in front of his junior brothers and sisters. This was his first counterattack, his struggle for victory!

Enduring the pain of his divine soul injury, he gripped his long sword tightly, his sword intent soaring even higher.

The surrounding sword symbols thus howled outwards, rushing straight towards his opponent, roaring like dragons!

That was a torrential flow of countless blood-colored sword-shaped symbols, carrying unimaginable sharp energy, instantly filling the distance between him and Jiang Wang.

Before the sword symbols fell, a circle of fire light appeared around his body, rapidly expanding.

A fire domain instantly spread across the mountain platform square.

Jiang Wang pressed out the Bi Fang Seal with his left hand, a single-footed divine bird raising its head and singing.

The rules of the fire domain suppressed the sword qi.

Countless flame sparrows were born within the fire domain, frantically pecking at the sword symbols. A flock of flame sparrows intercepted the river of sword symbols.

Jiang Wang himself followed closely behind the flame sparrows, suddenly drawing his sword and sweeping it horizontally!

One sword, frost and snow gleamed brightly.

Innumerable frosty white sword threads covered the heavens and earth, their sharp whistles colliding with the flood of sword symbols.

Countless flame sparrows shattered, firelight erupting, further raising the temperature of the fire domain.

Sword threads pierced through sword symbols one by one, their momentum unchecked, still hurtling towards Sikong Jingxiao.

At this moment, Sikong Jingxiao had just recovered from his posture of spitting blood. His eyes, burning with the flame of seeking victory, stared at Jiang Wang, his soaring sword intent unfolding to its extreme.

The clouds on the horizon parted, and a dazzling beam of celestial light descended!

No, how could it be celestial light?

It was clearly sword light!

Sikong Jingxiao’s primary cultivation was the ultimate sword technique, the Heartless Heavenly Sword Art!

Its speed was too fast, its power too fierce.

Almost simultaneously with its appearance, it had already arrived at Jiang Wang’s fire domain, and resolutely pierced through it—

Piercing through a fleeting shadow of Azure Clouds.

It wasn’t that Jiang Wang’s movement technique was faster than such a powerful Heavenly Sword light, but rather that he had already rapidly rushed towards Sikong Jingxiao before this. His entire being shuttled freely within his own spirit domain, dangerously weaving through the remnants of flame sparrows, sword threads, and sword symbols, suddenly turning.

Sikong Jingxiao could not judge whether this was coincidence or prediction.

But his opponent was already close, his opponent’s spirit domain had already descended, and he had to face this reality now.

Thus, a sword cry suddenly erupted from his heart.

His body seemed to become shattered porcelain, on the verge of destruction and survival, countless sword lights shooting out from within him.

In that instant, he seemed to become a sun gathered from sword light.

Spirit sense intertwined with sword qi, his Heartless Sword Domain also instantly spread open!

He pointed his toe, gripped the Red Symbol Sword, not retreating but advancing, welcoming Jiang Wang head-on!

Within this square inch, fighting life and death with sword technique, what fear did he have?

But Jiang Wang’s footsteps suddenly stopped at this moment.

He was like an arrow already loosed from the string, yet absurdly stopped in mid-air.

And simultaneously, the entire fire domain mercilessly crushed towards Sikong Jingxiao.

Domain against domain.

The fire domain crushing the Heartless Sword Domain!

Having decided the outcome at the divine soul level and gained the advantage, how could Jiang Wang possibly give it up?

Why did he unleash his spirit domain to counterattack the moment he returned to his material body?

If Sikong Jingxiao had not moved his spirit domain, he would naturally hold a huge advantage.

As soon as Sikong Jingxiao opened his spirit domain, he directly collided with it. Spirit sense killed first in the Primordial Spirit Sea, then killed in the present world, making it unavoidable for Sikong Jingxiao.

Perhaps the usual fire domain could not significantly suppress the Heartless Sword Domain, although Jiang Wang’s spirit sense was powerful, Sikong Jingxiao had cultivated his for a long time.

But with a divine soul already injured, Sikong Jingxiao was fundamentally unable to provide enough support to his Heartless Sword Domain!

Damaged spirit sense was his injured leg.

And Jiang Wang then specifically stepped on that injured leg!

Sikong Jingxiao spat blood again, yet he stood firm, unwilling to retreat.

Spirit sense interfered with the material world, leading to the generation of a spirit domain.

The clash of two spirit domains involved the Dao, rules, and more fundamentally, spirit sense. In normal circumstances, the process of two spirit domains fighting is slow.

It was a struggle inch by inch. Otherwise, even if one side had a powerful spirit domain, they could easily be trapped within the opponent’s carefully constructed spirit domain.

Like two armies fighting, each needed to be cautious.

But Jiang Wang, having already gained an absolute advantage in spirit sense, directly exhausted all his forces and swarmed forward. Sikong Jingxiao was fundamentally too late to avoid it.

In this no-frills clash, Sikong Jingxiao’s Heartless Sword Domain was directly crushed! His spirit sense was injured again, at this point already somewhat dizzy, his eyes actually showing afterimages!

No! How could this be?

Sikong Jingxiao roared in his heart.

A silent crack opened in his heart, and an ancient aura burst forth from within.

That was his most relied-upon divine ability, already having supplemented its regret and fully bloomed. He intended to use this to seize life and death!

But his entire being, mid-air, curled into a shrimp-like shape, his divine ability light scattering around him.

Jiang Wang mercilessly kicked his heart position, with the Tian Fu body and the Five Wheels divine ability light, directly crushing his divine ability light, temporarily preventing his divine ability power from erupting!

“Die!” Sikong Jingxiao’s eyes were already hazy, his divine ability light scattered, the intense pain preventing him from controlling his material body, but he still forcefully supported himself and pointed forward!

The terrifying celestial light transformed from the Heartless Heavenly Sword Art suddenly descended from the high heavens!

This was such a fierce, such a powerful sword style.

It was Sikong Jingxiao’s terrifying struggle with his remaining strength.

But in the eyes of so many onlookers, Jiang Wang simply walked forward calmly.

That Heavenly Sword light fundamentally lost its accuracy, falling beside Jiang Wang’s body, piercing the ground of the mountain platform, leaving a bottomless dark hole the thickness of a little finger.

Not even a single hair was injured.

Jiang Wang strode forward, appearing confident, powerful, fearless, yet his actions were cautious. He pressed from afar, and in Sikong Jingxiao’s chaotic spirit sense and unstable physical state, he added the Five Senses Hell, sealing his five senses.

Sikong Jingxiao had at this point entered a state of ignorant and unfeeling despair.

He could not grasp the trajectory of the Heavenly Sword light, could not hear any sound, nor could he capture Jiang Wang’s figure… but he felt Jiang Wang approaching him.

He stubbornly grasped at the possibility of fighting, continuing to condense his divine ability light.

Continuing to be crushed by the Tian Fu light condensed by that one boot.

“Die ah! Go die!”

He gave up all self-protection, raising his remaining strength, and again triggered the foreshadowing he had buried in the sky since the start of the battle—

Originally, he should have walked away gracefully, calmly appreciating his opponent’s disarray under the Heartless Heavenly Sword Art.

But now, only terrifying celestial light fell empty time after time, losing accuracy.

Continuously being kicked and having his divine ability light crushed, continuously having sword light fall empty.

Retreating all the way, staggering all the way, unwilling to fall all the way.

He was unwilling!

His entire sword technique had fundamentally not been displayed, the true might of the Heartless Heavenly Sword Art had not been fully shown, his divine ability had not been exhibited.

But losing one move at the divine soul level, the entire battle unexpectedly collapsed like a mountain!

He clearly knew he could no longer support himself, yet he was still unwilling to give up.

Some Sword Pavilion disciples watching this scene couldn’t help but shed tears.

Perhaps it was a flicker of spiritual light in the ether, or perhaps even the heavens could not bear Sikong Jingxiao’s effort anymore, thus granting him a sliver of opportunity.

Finally, one Heavenly Sword light fell in an accurate direction, piercing straight towards Jiang Wang—

A horizontal line opened between heaven and earth. A horizontal line dividing life and death, ending enmity.

It was Jiang Wang’s One Line Heaven!

This Heavenly Sword light was blocked by Long Xiang Si!

This was a Human Dao sword style, and after repeated evolution, it carried a hint of ending karma. Shattering a mere sword light was not worth mentioning.

Too many times.

Sikong Jingxiao had unleashed too many Heavenly Sword lights.

With Jiang Wang’s ability to capture knowledge, there was no longer any doubt in determining its falling point.

This casual sword shattered Sikong Jingxiao’s only remaining hope.

Many Sword Pavilion disciples could no longer bear to watch.

Jiang Wang, however, strode forward: “Make me kneel down!”

He lifted one foot and swept it directly towards Sikong Jingxiao’s knee!

Whether a Senior Brother of the Sword Pavilion or a cultivator who had cultivated Divine Ascension for years, if he said he would make you kneel, he would make you kneel!

Just at this moment, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended.

Sikong Jingxiao’s entire being was moved over ten zhang away, instantly widening the distance between him and Jiang Wang.

“Young generation, do not be too excessive!”

Along with this voice falling upon the mountain platform square was a person with a square bamboo hat on their back, clad in black silk clothes, and an empty left sleeve.

“Greetings, Sword Master!”

The Sword Pavilion disciples on the mountain platform square bowed down one after another.

Appearing here at this moment to save Sikong Jingxiao was, of course, one of the five great Sword Masters of the Sword Pavilion, the Heartless Sword Master Tu An Li.

Most striking was his brow bone.

Like two dangerous peaks protruding, it held a sharp sensation as if it could break through the brow at any moment.

This made his eyes also extremely oppressive.

At this moment, he stood before Sikong Jingxiao, his gaze as cold as if it could kill.

This was a contemporary True Person, and quite a powerful one. To crush the current Jiang Wang would not require too much effort.

But Jiang Wang, squinting at this person, merely chuckled: “Hitting the small to bring out the old, so that is the tradition of the Sword Pavilion! Dare I ask this Sword Master, if you are also driven back, should the Pavilion Master come out?”

“Wonderful, ah wonderful!” Xiang Qian, leaning on the back of the white ox, although still somewhat weak, clapped his hands in praise: “A fine Sword Pavilion, indeed! One can connect to the next, truly inexhaustible! Inner Manor cultivators come here to fight Divine Ascension, Divine Ascension cultivators come here to fight Dong Zhen, Wang Ji Tian Men, so this is what it means!”

Tu An Li’s brow furrowed, killing intent suddenly erupting, pressing the white ox down onto all fours: “Presumptuous!”

“You are presumptuous!” Jiang Wang, however, pointed his halberd finger towards Tu An Li’s face, saying impolitely: “A mere old sect, trapped in barren mountains, about to be abandoned by the world! How dare you stroke the whiskers of the overlord country’s tiger?!”

“Giving you face, this Marquis just came to inquire about the sword. Not giving you face, the great army will directly pour into the mountain!”

At this moment, the white ox kneeling on the ground had eyes full of fear. Xiang Qian had also awkwardly rolled down. Bai Yu Xia’s face was ashen, Chu Yao’s eyes were filled with bewilderment.

Only Jiang Wang.

He not only did not retreat, but instead strode forward, as if lifting his sword and stabbing towards his opponent’s heart.

Directly facing this Heartless Sword Master Tu An Li: “I am Marquis Wu An, enfeoffed with three thousand households of the Great Qi Empire, receiving the order of Supervisor Zheng Ruan Qu of the Qin Tian Jian, coming here to pay respects to the mountain and inquire about the sword! I’ll lend you some courage! Dare you try to move this Marquis today?!”

At this moment, the entire mountain platform square fell silent.

Bai Yu Xia, a disciple of the famous Bai Clan of Yue Country, was considered to have extremely high vision and much experience. At this moment, however, he stared at this scene in stunned silence.

The Jiang Qing Yang who was the crown jewel on the Guan He Platform in days past, today pointed his halberd finger at a contemporary True Person and cursed him publicly.

What was overlord barbarism?

What was arrogance?!