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Chapter 190: Get Out of the Way
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Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Get Out of the Way

Ancient Sword Marquis looked at Yuwen Jianchi and said seriously, "Senior Brother, I lost. A loss is a loss. I’ll win it back with my own strength in the future. I don’t need your help!"

"Stand aside!"

Yuwen Jianchi’s expression darkened.

’He couldn’t help but feel disappointed in this worthless junior brother. This tournament wasn’t just about personal honor—it was tied to the entire future plan of their Steward Hall.’

’That was why Ancient Sword Marquis had to win and become Dongfang Wan’Er’s Daoist partner. However, Shen Daoxing’s sudden appearance had disrupted all his plans. But it didn’t matter. As long as Shen Daoxing was dead, first place would still go to Ancient Sword Marquis.’

"Stand aside!"

Yuwen Jianchi repeated coldly.

But Ancient Sword Marquis stood his ground in front of Shen Daoxing, shaking his head resolutely.

Utterly disappointed, Yuwen Jianchi’s eyes narrowed. "Get lost!"

He suddenly let out a sharp cry. Spiritual Power surged from the Taotie Treasure Sword in his hand. With a light tap, he sent Ancient Sword Marquis flying.

Then, a blue light flared. The Taotie emblem on Yuwen Jianchi’s Treasure Sword seemed to come alive. It suddenly opened its sinister eyes, grew in size, and greedily opened its cavernous maw. As the sword thrust forward, the beast lunged at Shen Daoxing.

Four Symbols Sword Technique—Four Symbols in Place!

Shen Daoxing quickly raised his sword and slashed horizontally.

A splendid light of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning intertwined, bursting forth in a dazzling display.

Following that, ten different Sword Intents—including Slaughter Sword Intent, Ancient Wilderness Sword Intent, and Dark Sword Intent—shot forth simultaneously.

Yet, facing Shen Daoxing’s ten Sword Intents, the Taotie simply opened its cavernous maw. Like a whale swallowing the ocean, an infinite suction force pulled all ten Sword Intents into its mouth.

The Taotie let out a satisfied burp, its eyes darting greedily toward Shen Daoxing.

Shen Daoxing froze.

"ROAR!"

A pair of dazzling golden eyes opened behind him, and a majestic Five-Clawed Golden Dragon materialized at his back.

Forbidden Sword Technique—Heaven-Reaching Fire!

Knowing the extent of Yuwen Jianchi’s power, Shen Daoxing unleashed his full strength without reservation.

A tidal wave of fire erupted. As the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon soared out, it surged forward with overwhelming momentum.

It was like a celestial golden dragon, commanding a torrential wave of fire that threatened to annihilate everything in its path.

In response, the corner of Yuwen Jianchi’s mouth curled into a slight smirk. He shot a contemptuous glance at Shen Daoxing and calmly thrust his Treasure Sword forward.

The Taotie on the sword’s eyes darted. It expanded once more, opened its cavernous maw, and took a powerful gulp. As if intending to devour heaven and earth, an infinite suction force erupted, swallowing the towering flames and the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon whole. Instantly, the attack vanished without a trace.

Alarmed, Shen Daoxing sensed the danger and retreated hastily.

The Taotie opened its mouth wide, revealing sinister, sharp teeth as it snapped toward him. CHOMP! CHOMP!

Although Shen Daoxing had already retreated several steps, with a sharp snap, the Taotie bit down on the Poisonous Fiend in his hand.

"Poisonous Soul Devourer!"

Shen Daoxing’s expression hardened. As Spiritual Power flowed through him, the Demon Soldier Poison Fiend erupted in a brilliant purple light. Thick clouds of purple mist billowed out, madly corroding everything around them with a corrosive SIZZLE.

But the Taotie seemed completely unaffected by the purple mist. Biting down on the Poisonous Fiend, it lunged wildly at Shen Daoxing.

Shen Daoxing felt an immense force crash against him and hurriedly fell back.

The Taotie, however, merely opened its mouth slightly and swallowed all the surrounding purple mist. It even licked its lips, as if wanting more.

Shen Daoxing was stunned. ’What kind of Treasure Sword does Yuwen Jianchi have that is so domineering?!’

"It’s the Taotie, ranked second among the World Divine Soldiers! It can devour anything and everything. Rumor has it that since its birth, it has consumed countless Treasure Soldiers, including no small number of Divine Soldiers and Demon Soldiers. The more it devours, the stronger it becomes."

Lv Yunsheng suddenly shouted, warning Shen Daoxing.

’The Taotie, ranked second among the World Divine Soldiers... no wonder!’

Realization dawned on Shen Daoxing.

Just then, Yuwen Jianchi looked at Shen Daoxing and gave a cold smile. An invisible aura suddenly surged forth. Shen Daoxing felt as if he had plunged into a bottomless Ice Abyss. A bone-chilling cold washed over him, threatening to freeze him solid.

The Taotie’s mouth stretched into a sinister grin. With a sudden CRUNCH, it bit down on the Demon Soldier Poison Fiend.

"CRACK!"

A sharp crack echoed.

The Demon Soldier Poison Fiend splintered and then shattered. As the Taotie chewed, still seeming unsatisfied, it devoured the weapon piece by piece.

With the Demon Soldier Poison Fiend gone, the Taotie, still chewing on the remnants, pressed forward with menacing intent.

"Yuwen Jianchi!"

With a sharp cry, Shangguan Yiran rose to her feet. She fixed an icy gaze on Yuwen Jianchi. "You insist on attacking Shen Daoxing? Do you take the rules of our Sacred Land for nothing?"

As she spoke, Shangguan Yiran turned to look at Yue Wuchen. But he remained silent, his gaze fixed meaningfully on the stage below, showing no intention of intervening.

Yuwen Jianchi smiled faintly. "Junior Sister Shangguan, the Celestial Slaughter Star is a calamity our Celestial Profound Sacred Land hasn’t seen in a millennium. This is a matter of utmost importance. As a Steward Disciple of the Sacred Land, it is my duty. Shen Daoxing is highly suspicious. Better to kill an innocent man than let the guilty escape!"

With that, Yuwen Jianchi raised his Taotie Treasure Sword and, looking at Shen Daoxing as if he were already a dead man, brought it down with horrifying force.

"You dare!"

Shangguan Yiran bellowed, "Shen Daoxing is now a disciple of my Yunxiao Mountain! How dare you touch him?"

The words had barely left her lips when Shangguan Yiran vanished, reappearing in front of Shen Daoxing in the next instant.

"CLANG!"

A silvery-white light exploded outwards.

A simple, ancient long-saber had appeared in Shangguan Yiran’s hand, blocking the Taotie.

Yuwen Jianchi looked coldly at Shangguan Yiran. "Junior Sister Shangguan, this Shen Daoxing is the Celestial Slaughter Demon Star. Are you trying to harbor him?"

"Stand aside!"

Yuwen Jianchi said sharply, "I am a Steward Disciple of the Sacred Land, and I must eradicate the Celestial Slaughter Demon Star. Junior Sister Shangguan, if you do not stand aside, don’t blame me for ignoring the bonds of our sect!"

"What Celestial Slaughter Demon Star?"

Shangguan Yiran sneered, not yielding an inch. "Yuwen Jianchi, we all know perfectly well why you’re attacking Shen Daoxing. Why bother with this hypocritical act?"

"Move!"

Enraged, Yuwen Jianchi commanded the Taotie on his sword to open its massive maw. With a loud CRUNCH, it bit down on Shangguan Yiran’s saber.

"CRACK! CRACK!"

Two sharp cracks rang out.

The long-saber fractured like a spiderweb and was immediately swallowed by the Taotie.

Shangguan Yiran was aghast at the sight, but she still didn’t move a single step.

"Stand aside!"

Yuwen Jianchi’s face sank, his expression turning utterly grim. His aura surged once more as a soul-freezing, deeply chilling killing intent erupted from him.

In an instant, a layer of frost coated everything in the vicinity. The temperature plummeted several degrees, as if they had been plunged into the dead of winter.

Shen Daoxing felt as though an iceberg of immense weight was pressing down on him.

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