Chapter 185: Perfect Sword Intent, Surrender without Life

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

His protective Sword Qi was instantly torn apart, and Ji Wutang's clothes were ripped into countless gashes. He was forced back repeatedly by the terrifying Sword Intent.

Ji Wuming, who was standing beside him, was already dumbfounded.

He had thought Zhou Chen was strong, but he had never imagined Zhou Chen could be this strong!

With a single move, he suppressed the arrogant Ji Wutang!

At this moment, Zhou Chen's voice rang in his ears.

"The Dao of the Sword is the Dao of Slaughter. Advance without hesitation, determine victory and defeat, and also life and death. Have you heard? If one comprehends the Dao in the morning, one can die in the evening without regret."

These words, like a thunderclap from the Nine Heavens, exploded in Ji Wuming's mind.

He trembled all over, and his eyes instantly turned blood-red.

That's right!

He had always wanted to surpass Ji Wutang and wash away his shame, but his sword was full of fear and retreat.

Slaughter Sword Intent, what is there to fear in death!

Roar!

A high-pitched Sword cry emanated from his body.

The Slaughter Sword Intent on his body surged wildly, breaking through its Bottleneck, and instantly reaching the state of Perfection!

Blood-colored Sword Qi soared into the sky, and in the heavens and earth, it was as if thousands of long swords were clashing in unison!

Noticing Ji Wuming's Breakthrough, Zhou Chen secretly nodded, indicating his recognition of his talent.

Only a Sword Cultivator understands the Dao of the Sword. The chasm between Major Achievement and Perfection is like a natural moat, and not everyone can achieve Perfection in Sword Intent.

The reason Zhou Chen was willing to help was because he felt that although Ji Wuming was incredibly arrogant, it was all just a facade. From their previous interactions, his true nature didn't seem that bad.

Seeing Ji Wutang being forced into a frantic state by the Azure Lotus Sword Intent, Zhou Chen moved again.

Boom!

A golden Ancient Dragon Elephant phantom emerged from Zhou Chen's body, completely suppressing Ji Wutang, making him unable to move.

Then, a purple-gold emperor seal appeared above Zhou Chen's head, shining brilliantly.

He made a grabbing motion towards Ji Wutang.

"No!"

Ji Wutang was horrified to discover that the golden emperor seal above his head, which should have belonged to him, flew out uncontrollably. Its light quickly dimmed, eventually turning into a bronze color, like a piece of scrap metal.

And all the lost golden Luck surged into Zhou Chen's purple-gold emperor seal, making its color even deeper and richer.

His Imperial Road Luck had been completely taken away!

"Ahhh! My Luck! You deserve to die!"

Ji Wutang was in a state of madness.

Just then, a terrifying pressure, far exceeding the Saint Realm, descended from the sky.

"Who dares to seize the Luck of my Sword Clan Prodigy!"

Hearing this voice, Ji Wuming's pupils constricted.

A figure stepped through the air. It was another Prodigy of the Sword Clan, the Sword Clan Prodigy — Half-Emperor Ji Wubing!

His cold gaze locked onto Zhou Chen, as if looking at a dead object.

"Ant, kneel and accept death!"

A colossal hand, formed by the power of a Domain, blotted out the sky and sun, grabbing towards Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen hadn't moved yet, but Bei Nianyu blocked in front of him first.

"Dare to touch him, just try it!"

The girl let out a cold shout, and behind her, a phantom of an Ancient Heavenly Kun, thousands of feet tall, suddenly appeared.

Roar—!

The Heavenly Kun swayed its tail!

The sky-blotting hand instantly shattered, and Ji Wubing was struck hard. His body retreated a hundred feet, and a sweetness rose in his throat. He forcefully swallowed a mouthful of blood.

He looked at the Heavenly Kun phantom behind Bei Nianyu with a face full of horror, then at the calm Zhou Chen, his eyes filled with apprehension.

"Good, very good! Let's go!"

He left a harsh threat, grabbed the distraught Ji Wutang, tore through space, and fled in a sorry state.

The battle ended.

Ji Wuming walked up to Zhou Chen, bowed solemnly, and said with utmost sincerity, "Big Brother Zhou, I, Ji Wuming, will never forget today's kindness. From now on, should you ever need anything, I will not hesitate to die ten thousand times!"

Zhou Chen nodded, accepting his "allegiance."

Ji Wuming's voice was strong and clear, every word from the bottom of his heart.

At the same time.

In a desolate valley at the other end of the Starry Sky Emperor Road.

Xue Wuhen, who had used a secret technique to escape, fell covered in blood in front of an ancient altar.

He thought he had stumbled upon a great Opportunity, and struggled to place his hand on the altar.

The next moment, black Qi soared from the altar, and an indescribable terrifying will instantly rushed into his mind.

"Ah—!"

Xue Wuhen's scream abruptly stopped.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze had become sinister, filled with an ancient and tyrannical aura that did not belong to a human.

"Hehehe… This Seat, has finally emerged!"

— Zhou Chen looked at Ji Wuming, his heart undisturbed.

Subduing Ji Wuming was just a matter of convenience.

This person, as a Prodigy of the Sword Clan, though born of a concubine, had strong Luck and was a Genius in the Dao of the Sword. His future achievements were immeasurable, making him a good chess piece.

He helped Ji Wuming up and said indifferently, "Get up. Follow me, the Sword Clan is just your starting point."

"Yes, thank you, Big Brother Zhou!" Ji Wuming stood up, his eyes no longer holding any confusion, only pure Battle Intent and conviction.

Bei Nianyu, beside him, quietly moved half a step, pressing closer to Zhou Chen.

She wore a light blue long dress, outlining her graceful and shapely figure. After the baptism of the Empress Bloodline, her skin became even more crystal clear and delicate.

Her originally clear eyes now had golden divine light flowing within them, adding an inviolable majesty to her exquisite beauty.

She tilted her head and softly asked Zhou Chen, "Big Brother Zhou, will they come back?"

Zhou Chen smelled the faint fragrance emanating from the girl, and his heart warmed. He raised his hand and ruffled her head.

"What are you afraid of? With you here, no matter how many come, they're just sending themselves to their deaths."

Bei Nianyu's small face flushed from his praise, but she still puffed out her chest and snorted, feigning dominance, "Of course! Who dares to bully Big Brother Zhou? I'll beat them into a pig's head!"

Her adorable and innocent demeanor made Zhou Chen chuckle.

However, before the smile had faded, Zhou Chen's gaze suddenly sharpened, looking towards the distant horizon.

"Speak of the devil, and he shall appear."

As soon as his words fell, a furious sound transmission talisman shot up from the distant sky, exploding in mid-air and transforming into the image of a sharp sword.

"Sword Clan Extermination Order!"

Ji Wuming's face changed, "It's Ji Wuzhao who has summoned the nearby clan members!"

Almost instantly, several sounds of tearing through the air came from all directions.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Eight figures ripped through the sky, appearing on the scene within a few breaths, surrounding Zhou Chen and the other two.

The newcomers were all dressed in the standard robes of the Sword Clan, their aura sharp and their eyes cold. They were clearly all top experts of the Saint Realm Tenth Layer.

The disheveled Ji Wubing and the pale Ji Wutang had also returned, standing behind the eight, staring venomously at Zhou Chen.

"Boy!" Ji Wubing's voice was filled with killing intent as he looked at Zhou Chen, "Today is your day of death!"

He hadn't expected that he, a Half-Emperor, would be forced back by a mere young girl with a single move. It was an utter humiliation. What he found even more intolerable was that Zhou Chen had seized Ji Wutang's Imperial Road Luck right in front of him!