Chapter 1632: 1729: Come with Us

Chapter 1632: Chapter 1729: Come with Us

Above the grand Sword River, the young swordsman gazed down at the gathered warriors, his eyes brimming with an unyielding arrogance that could rival the heavens.

Even someone as immortal and powerful as the East Pole Heaven King seemed to be nothing more than a mere ordinary figure in the young man’s eyes.

Meanwhile, the momentum of the Sword River itself was enough to send shivers down the spines of all the elites present; even those of the Great Longevity Realm could not help but feel dread rising within.

“East Pole, dare you face me in a battle?” The young swordsman stared directly at the East Pole Heaven King.

“Battle!” roared the East Pole Heaven King. Countless stars appeared behind him, forming a majestic celestial vault in the shape of a starry cosmos.

Standing amidst this vast cosmic expanse, the East Pole Heaven King seemed almost like the ruler of an endless universe, his every move imbued with extraordinary and overwhelming power.

In the blink of an eye, that cosmic vault surged toward the young swordsman, as if the East Pole Heaven King had shifted an entire slice of the heavens directly in his attack.

The young swordsman let out a loud, unrestrained laugh: “Watch as I use my sword to sever your cosmos!”

With those words, the Sword River beneath his feet surged forward in unison, pouring into the cosmic onslaught sent by the East Pole Heaven King.

In an instant, countless stars dimmed and shattered, while innumerable longswords broke apart. Above the Tang Capital, it appeared as though a cataclysm had descended, as waves of terrifying energy swept across all directions.

The Old Tang Emperor’s expression turned grave, his hands forming a gesture as if to support the heavens. Suddenly, two massive palms emerged from the void, shielding the Tang Capital within their grasp.

Meanwhile, the Old Emperor Tang, Li Yuanshan, bore the brunt of the shockwaves generated by the collision of these two formidable forces.

“Father Emperor!” The Tang Emperor, seeing Li Yuanshan’s complexion pale, couldn’t help but feel concern.

Li Yuanshan shook his head, gesturing that he was fine.

The Sword River reversed its flow, returning with half of its longswords damaged. However, it had successfully shattered the East Pole Heaven King’s celestial vault, leaving not a single star intact—all had perished.

“Good! Your attack is even more potent than before—it pleases me greatly.” The young swordsman burst into laughter and, pointing a finger at the East Pole Heaven King from afar, his Sword River surged forward once more. The longswords scattered in all directions, shifting positions unpredictably.

The East Pole Heaven King, having previously crossed swords with this young man, understood what he intended to do. His figure shifted instantly, ascending rapidly into the depths of the celestial void, disappearing from sight.

The young swordsman’s lips curled into a grin: “Concerned about collateral damage to the Tang Capital? Then I shall honor your intent.”

With that, countless flying swords chased after the East Pole Heaven King. The young swordsman himself rode a seemingly ordinary sword, soaring forth in pursuit.

Amidst the gathered martial artists, some opened their Spirit Eyes, while a rare few activated their Heavenly Eyes, seeking to glimpse the fierce battle hidden deep in the skies above.

Yellow Hanqing, still holding an unconscious Xu Yanbing, found himself surrounded by a host of elite warriors. Yet none dared act recklessly, for the young swordsman’s aura had locked onto every single one of them. Should anyone harm Yellow Hanqing, they would immediately face the young swordsman’s piercing Sword Qi.

Yellow Hanqing appeared composed, utterly fearless even amidst the encirclement of warriors. He firmly believed that the Sealing Sword Pavilion Master was more than sufficient to suppress all challengers here and had nothing to worry about.

Even the East Pole Heaven King would struggle to triumph over the Pavilion Master of the Sealing Sword Pavilion.

“Unexpected that you’d join forces with the Sealing Sword Pavilion. What is your true objective?” Dragon Haotian glared at Yellow Hanqing and questioned coldly.

Yellow Hanqing smiled faintly: “Chief of the Dragon Family, this matter does not concern you. I suggest your family stay out of it.”

Dragon Haotian let out a cold snort: “Disrupting this competition and still expecting me not to intervene? Yellow Hanqing, are you senile?”

“What I’ve done is solely to ensure the decline of this era’s Alchemy Tao comes to an end. For that, we need Xu Yanbing’s contribution. Perhaps some from your Dragon family, or others among the Pill Tao clans, may also be chosen.” Yellow Hanqing spoke, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally drifting toward Long Zhixin below.

Whether from the Pill Alliance or families associated with Alchemy Tao, everyone was taken aback. What was Yellow Hanqing planning? Could he intend to abduct more Pill Refiners?

Atop the Tang Tower, only Fang Lin and Cheng Jinhai remained.

Cheng Jinhai’s face had already turned ashen; he had no idea what was going on. If Fang Lin weren’t present, he would have long since sought somewhere to hide.

“Master Fang, shouldn’t we leave this conspicuous place? Staying here might draw the fallout!” Cheng Jinhai couldn’t help but urge Fang Lin.

Fang Lin remained unmoved, his gaze still lingering upon the terrifying clash in the skies above.

Suddenly, Fang Lin finally spoke: “You should go now.”

Cheng Jinhai was stunned, about to gather his courage to stay when Fang Lin turned and glanced at him: “If you don’t leave now, you won’t have the chance later.”

Seeming to grasp the implication, Cheng Jinhai cupped his fists toward Fang Lin before leaping off the Tang Tower, disappearing into the crowd below.

The entire Tang Tower now had only Fang Lin.

At that moment, a murderous intent erupted!

Eight figures suddenly appeared atop the Tang Tower, positioning themselves in eight directions and encircling Fang Lin tightly.

Each of these eight individuals carried a longsword on their back and wore dark red robes. Their faces were concealed behind grim ghost masks with fangs.

The most alarming detail was that all eight figures possessed cultivation at the Great Longevity Realm!

Eight Great Longevity warriors!

On the surface, Fang Lin appeared calm, yet internally, he was deeply shocked. Elite martial artists of such supreme rank were rarely encountered—and now eight had emerged in one instant.

“Fang Lin, do not resist. We merely request that you visit the Sealing Sword Pavilion to collaborate with other Pill Refiners on an important matter.” The figure before Fang Lin spoke, the voice shockingly belonging to a woman.

“Eight Great Longevity masters? Just to capture me? Such extravagant effort almost embarrasses me,” Fang Lin remarked with a faint smile.

“If you come willingly, no harm will come to you. But if you refuse, we will have no choice but to offend,” the woman replied. The remaining seven moved closer, imposing an intense pressure upon Fang Lin.

These weren’t mere warriors—they were masters with Great Longevity cultivation, and all were swordsmen from the Sealing Sword Pavilion. With his current abilities, Fang Lin knew he wouldn’t stand a chance against them, even with three heads and six arms.

Fang Lin could sense that any reckless movement on his part would prompt instant restraint by the eight masters.

“Can you tell me what exactly you aim to accomplish?” Fang Lin asked.

“No.” The woman in front of him declined outright without hesitation.

Fang Lin sighed helplessly and said, “In that case, I’ll have no choice but to go with you.”

Just as the words left his lips, Fang Lin suddenly moved. His figure streaked past the woman in front, aiming to escape from the Tang Tower.

However, in the next instant, Fang Lin’s movement froze. Eight longswords hovered threateningly at eight vital points on his body—should Fang Lin take even one more step forward, he would suffer severe injuries.

“Master Fang, do not force us to act,” a cold voice rang out, evidently signaling that the group’s patience was wearing thin.

ps: First update. Today is New Year’s Eve, so updates will follow two schedules. Two chapters in the morning, then two in the evening. Heading to my grandmother’s house later—typing while watching the Spring Festival Gala sounds exhilarating!

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