The Amazing Divine Ring

The clash between the sword shadow and the blade shadow caused the space to tremble. A ripple, visible to the naked eye, spread outwards, shaking everything in all directions.

"Boom!"

Only then did a dull thud follow, accompanied by the sound of a weapon shattering. A figure was sent flying backward, blood spraying through the air.

"Father!"

Long Chen let out a cry of alarm. The long blade in Long Tianxiao's hand had been shattered; countless fragments sliced into his body, and blood gushed out wildly.

"Hmm? You actually didn't die? Not bad, this is somewhat interesting."

The white-robed man looked at Long Tianxiao in the distance with some surprise. Based on his previous strike, logically, Long Tianxiao's body should have been riddled with holes.

"I understand now." The white-robed man had just finished speaking when his face suddenly filled with realization.

"A full-force strike, yet still retaining some reserve strength, and finally using the explosive power to form a defense in front of himself. No wonder."

This was the essence of what Long Tianxiao had just instructed Long Chen: exert ten percent of your strength, but only release eight, allowing for freedom of movement and a solid foundation.

Otherwise, Long Tianxiao would already be a corpse by now. However, Long Tianxiao was not faring well either. After continuous battles, that last strike had almost exhausted all of his Spiritual Qi.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, and many weapon fragments had pierced his internal organs, severely damaging his Physical Body. It could be said that he had lost most of his combat power.

"But all of this is futile. Ants are just ants; you should not struggle against the arrangements of fate. Doing so will only make your death more painful."

The white-robed man indifferently shook his head. With a flick of his long sword, it cut through the space, and he slashed down at Long Tianxiao once again.

The white-robed man's movement technique was very strange, as if he had no weight. Wherever the long sword pointed, he followed, erratic and unpredictable. Almost as soon as he unsheathed his sword, he was already in front of Long Tianxiao.

Long Tianxiao took a deep breath. When he realized that the person before him was a Disciple from a Sect, he had already anticipated the outcome.

He glanced at Long Chen, then at his wife, and smiled slightly. To be able to die together as a family was also a kind of happiness; in another world, they would not have to be separated again.

His right hand was constantly performing Qi Gathering, squeezing out all the remaining Spiritual Qi in his Dantian. He was going to make one final struggle, even though the chances were extremely slim.

"Get lost!"

"Boom!"

A tiger's roar rang out. Like an enraged lion, Long Chen stood in front of his father and blocked the white-robed man's attack with his sword.

"You all step back."

Long Chen instructed Chu Yao and the others to help Long Tianxiao to a distance, while handing Chu Yao a healing pill for her to give to his father.

Long Tianxiao looked at Long Chen's back, wanting to say something, but ultimately closed his mouth and silently watched that figure.

The white-robed man allowed everyone to help Long Tianxiao away, simply watching their actions indifferently, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Meaningless actions. I really don't understand how you Mortals can be so stupid, still unable to see through your own fate even now."

Long Chen stared fixedly at the white-robed man and said, word by word, "Don't act like you are some high and mighty god. In reality, you are just a piece of shit. Among opponents of your own level, you can only be reduced to the bottom-tier existence. Now you run here to throw your weight around just to find a sense of existence. To put it bluntly, you are just a piece of trash."

The white-robed man's expression turned cold. "You are courting death. Humble things should live humbly. In the face of absolute power, you should know how to show reverence. Resistance will only increase your sins."

"Bullshit. If I followed your theory, you should just bash your head in and die right here, you piece of trash."

"Fine. Let me show you what absolute power is. I hope you can still be so mouthy in a moment."

"Hum."

The white-robed man formed a seal with his left hand, and suddenly a wave of Qi erupted, forcing Long Chen back several steps.

On the white-robed man's forehead, a diamond-shaped protrusion appeared. As soon as that diamond appeared, the white-robed man's Aura surged continuously, making it difficult for others to breathe.

"This is the terrifying aspect of a Sect Disciple."

Long Tianxiao looked at the white-robed man, then at Long Chen, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Tianxiao, do you think Chen'er can defeat that person?" Madame Long asked with a worried face, clutching Long Tianxiao's hand tightly. How she wished Long Tianxiao could answer with a "Yes."

Long Tianxiao looked at his wife, as if recalling scenes from his youth, and said softly, "Don't worry. Our family of three will never be separated again."

Upon hearing her husband say this, Madame Long felt much comforted. Clearly, in her tension, she did not catch the true meaning of Long Tianxiao's words.

Ever since the diamond-shaped block appeared on the white-robed man's forehead, Long Chen actually felt it difficult to breathe in the face of that Aura.

Is this what a Sect Disciple is? Their cultivation methods are completely different, the way their Aura erupts is different, and their combat power is simply far, far stronger.

In front of the white-robed man, the likes of Marquis Ying, Marquis Wu, and Xia Youyu all seemed too weak, like a group of children.

The Fourth Prince stood in the distance, looking with horror at the white-robed man whose erupting Aura was causing the space to distort.

He finally remembered that he had once asked the white-robed man what he thought of Marquis Ying, and he had only replied indifferently that he was "not bad."

Looking at it now, that comment, which sounded like he was critiquing a child, was practically praise for Marquis Ying; the gap was simply too vast.

"Whew."

The violent Aura in front of the white-robed man began to stabilize gradually, which meant he had raised his combat power to the highest Realm. He was now in his complete form.

"Are you ready? Accept your judgment."

"Shhh."

A faint smile appeared on the white-robed man's face as he casually slashed his long sword forward.

But that light slash seemed to cut through the air, causing the sky to emit a sound like tearing silk, creating a streak of light as it slashed down at Long Chen.

"Wind Severing Slash!"

Long Chen dared not be careless. He activated the Fengfu Star with all his might and slashed out with his sword.

"Boom!"

Long Chen felt a massive shock in both his hands. He was sent flying backward, the web of his hand slightly splitting, and blood slowly oozed out.

"Not bad. Try taking this move next."

The white-robed man flicked his long sword, graceful as a startled swan. A Sword Qi extended ten zhang into the air and slashed down again. This attack was several times more powerful than the previous one, causing even the space to swirl.

"Boom!"

Long Chen slashed out with his sword again, only to be knocked flying once more. A mouthful of blood sprayed out. This time, his internal organs were injured; that sword strike was clearly a battle skill.

At the same time, Long Chen discovered that the broadsword in his hand, unable to withstand that terrifying power, had already developed a thumb-sized chip.

However, the long sword in the white-robed man's hand did not have a single scratch. Clearly, his long sword must have been forged from special Materials and was exceptionally sturdy.

The white-robed man looked at the shocked Long Chen, a smile appearing on his face. "Now you finally know how insignificant you are in the face of absolute power, right? That is why I say, ants should listen to the arrangements of fate and not struggle. Now, you can go and die."

He pointed his long sword at the sky, and the heavens and earth trembled. A biting Sword Qi radiated outwards. Even the people in the distance could feel a terrifying pressure; this sword strike would be unimaginably horrific.

Amidst the terrified gazes of countless people, the long sword hung in the air, its light covering the heavens as it ruthlessly slashed down at Long Chen.

"No!"

Chu Yao let out a sorrowful cry. She wanted to rush over, but the distance was too great. Even if she wanted to die with Long Chen, she could not, and she closed her eyes in pain.

"Boom!"

On the ground, waves of Qi billowed, and smoke and dust filled the sky. The terrifying Sword Qi cut a deep trench dozens of zhang long into the ground.

The people in the distance stared blankly at the front, their faces stunned. In their eyes, such a scene had already exceeded the scope of humanity; it was too terrifying.

However, when the smoke and dust dissipated, the people could hardly believe their eyes, because they saw a figure.

That figure was somewhat disheveled, but still stood like an ancient pine or cypress; no one could knock him down. His whole being exuded an incomparably powerful will that could shake the firmament.

"Hmm?"

The white-robed man had originally thought everything was over and was just about to sheath his sword when his pupils suddenly constricted. He saw Long Chen.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Amidst the sky-filling smoke and dust, a man carrying a broadsword walked slowly. Behind him, a halo appeared, becoming clearer and larger with each of his steps.

At first, it was only a zhang in diameter, but by the time Long Chen walked out of the smoke, that halo was already a hundred zhang in diameter, like an arc of a rainbow that shook the heavens.

At the same time, an endless, violent Aura surged continuously from Long Chen's body. His robes fluttered, his black hair danced, and his eyes, like stars, were filled with a cold intent.

"Please accept this strike from an ant."

Long Chen suddenly let out a great shout. The sound shook the nine heavens, like an enraged Dragon roaring, shattering mountains and rivers, his domineering Aura soaring to the skies.

The white-robed man was startled. He discovered that the Aura on Long Chen's body had completely changed, like a raging sea and wild waves, constantly scouring the heavens and earth, the momentum being extremely terrifying.

Long Chen took a step forward, landing on the ground. Everyone around could feel the earth tremble, as if a giant Demonic Beast had run past.

With that single step on the ground, the solid earth cracked like a sheet of ice. Long Chen had already flown out like a cannonball, slashing his sword at the white-robed man.

The white-robed man snorted coldly and slashed his long sword diagonally.

"Just an ant, yet you dare to… What?"

"Boom!"

Long Chen's strike did not look special, but when the white-robed man's long sword made contact with Long Chen's broadsword.

The power on Long Chen's broadsword erupted like a volcano. The white-robed man felt an irresistible force coming at him, and he was sent flying backward, his blood and Qi churning.

For the first time, the white-robed man felt shock. He could clearly feel that the power did not come from a battle skill, but from Long Chen's own strength.

"Whew."

The white-robed man was knocked back over ten zhang. Just as he steadied his figure, a loud shout came.

"Wind Severing Slash!"

By the time the white-robed man reacted, Long Chen's attack was almost touching his face.

The white-robed man was horrified. Long Chen's attack frequency was too high, like a violent storm, giving no time to breathe at all.

"Bang!"

At the most critical moment, the white-robed man shouted, tilted his head back, and simultaneously swung his long sword, striking Long Chen's blade.

The white-robed man was knocked flying again. When he steadied himself, the whole scene erupted in exclamations.