Chapter 486: All GG

What is the boss trying to do?

Within the system interface at this very moment.

The count of Divine Weapon shards had already decreased by one.

Perfect synchronization with game character available: Jing Tian.

Synchronization duration: Determined by the character's strength (the higher the character's strength, the shorter the duration) and the synchronization rate.

Uses remaining: One.

Boss Fang stood at the edge of the clouds, holding the Demon Suppressing Sword, his gaze sweeping downward.

Layers of sinister aura, black as ink, parted abruptly; the crowd standing below looked up toward the heavens, and it felt as if behind that surging malice, and beyond the folding, mountain-like white clouds, there lay an even vaster world.

That silhouette holding the Demon Suppressing Sword resembled a divine general descending from the heavenly realm into the mortal world, his robes billowing, looking down upon the dust of the earth.

At this instant, they truly seemed to behold a true immortal descending into the world, a deity arriving upon the mortal realm.

Whether the newcomer was a true immortal or not no longer mattered.

Such a spectacle, even if caught in a mere glance, was utterly soul-stirring, let alone experiencing it firsthand.

Inside the Dharma vessel of the Heaven-Inquiring Sword Palace, several family heads and elders who had been forced to watch the "live stream" were already struck dumb: "Who is this person?!"

"Look at that azure divine sword in his hand."

"My goodness! Truly, autumn waters form its spirit, and gold and jade form its bone!"

The Elder of the Tang Family snatched up a red bodhi fruit, chewing blindly while his eyes remained glued to the scene before him.

Outside the vessel, Nangong Lin also stared at the sky in sheer horror: "Who are you?!"

He simply did not believe that immortals could still exist in this world; even if they did, they could not possibly remain in the mortal realm, let alone descend upon it.

This was no longer the era of thousands of years ago.

This was a truth long since set in stone, absolutely impossible to change.

Boss Fang’s displeased gaze swept over: "Is it you? You dare bully the people under my protection?"

"Pretentious ghosts and spirits!" Nangong Lin hovered entirely in the air, bowing with utmost humility toward that black silhouette in mid-air, "We request the Sacred Lord of Qingming..."

Before his words could finish, the pitch-black figure in the sky threw its head back and let out a fierce howl that pierced through heaven and earth, as if encountering its fateful nemesis, before instantly transforming into a streak of black light.

Fang Qi drew his sword with calm composure; high in the air, the black sinister aura and the white layers of clouds tumbled along with his sword stance, swirling, thrusting, sweeping, and parrying, each move and every style appearing as if fashioned by nature itself, flawless and seamless.

The surrounding malice surged like ocean waves, yet the terrifying sword qi, along with that azure sword radiance, cleaved through the surrounding clouds and waves with effortless ease.

Treading upon his sword as he flew, Boss Fang casually retrieved several wine cups, bronze vessels, lighters, and cigarette boxes from his spatial artifact and threw them at whim.

A terrifyingly immense spiritual power subsequently exploded across the sky.

"Is this the Silver Bomb Wave that Overturns Kingdoms?!" The necks of several elders from the Haotian Academy nearly stretched all the way to the heavens.

"This person is so strong!" Several family heads and elders watched the "live stream room," completely spellbound.

The elder from the Nangong Family wore a grim expression: "Do not think the Sacred Lord of Qingming possesses only this much power; once the Sacred Lord unleashes the Immortal-Slaying Sword Array, this man’s soul will surely scatter within three moves!"

The faces of the others instantly froze; one must know that this legend had existed in the Heaven-Inquiring Sword Palace for thousands of years, and though they had never witnessed it with their own eyes, the sheer legend alone allowed them to feel the might of this sword array, let alone the fact that the person before them today was the very master of the array from those ancient years!

If it truly were that individual... unless the remarkably brilliant ancestors of their clans from back then were to return, bringing along the supreme treasures they used to cross the Sea of Bitterness and achieve ascension.

Only then would they have a chance to contend against him.

Otherwise, even if only one person deployed the array today, no one could stand against it.

And at this moment, Nangong Zhuo, who served as the vessel for the Qingming Sword before their eyes, bore a face as solemn as still water, the sinister aura around his body wrapping like dragons and serpents; following closely, countless black sword shadows flew out in overlapping layers from behind him, the array of sword shadows actually enveloping the surrounding heaven and earth, the clouds, and Fang Qi all within, a total of one hundred and eight sword shadows dense with black malice transforming into an array of stern and chilling grandeur!

"Not good!" On this side, the head of the Xun Family cried out in alarm, as if the object of his heart's terror, that nightmare-like sword array, had finally appeared, "The Immortal-Slaying Sword Array?!"

In the Heaven-Inquiring Sword Palace, perhaps anyone else commanding the array would not cause him to lose his composure to such an extent, but the person before him was different.

Every person present could be said to have grown up listening to this man's legends.

"Hahaha!" Nangong Lin burst into wild laughter, "Ignorant fool, let me see how you contend against this!"

Suddenly, an exclamation of shock resounded from the crowd of Haotian Academy disciples and elders.

Immediately after, the Demon Suppressing Sword in Boss Fang's hand split from one into two, and two into four, ultimately transforming into thirty-six Demon Suppressing Swords.

As the sword force was urged forward, the originally azure blade gradually emitted a blinding golden light.

These golden flying swords appeared to have no order, yet between one another, indistinctly, they seemed connected by azure patterns resembling the Eight Trigrams, blending into a seamless whole.

Following that, all the flying swords transformed into a profound and orderly Taiji pattern in the sky, wondrous and divine beyond measure.

Every member of the Heaven-Inquiring Sword Palace, including Nangong Lin, as well as the elder and several clan heads inside the vessel's cabin, almost had their eyes pop out of their sockets: "What is this?!"

"What is this?!" Tang Yu was still watching from the crowd when he suddenly shouted, "How come I never saw this when I played Jing Tian?!"

"This is the 'Thirty-Six Tiangang Sword Array' of Li Xiaoyao from the Shushan Sect!" Only Jiang Xiaoyue recognized this formation, showing it off with great pride, "Its power is super-duper amazing!"

Although it was impossible for Jing Tian to learn sword techniques like the Myriad Sword Torrent through the storyline, Boss Fang himself already knew them, and Boss Fang's Jing Tian character in the game possessed extremely high attainments in sword control, showing absolutely no fear even when facing Chong Lou; deploying the "Thirty-Six Tiangang Sword Array" at this time naturally complemented him perfectly.

The surrounding sword shadows, black as ink, shifted continuously, and those thirty-six golden sword lights likewise evolved without pause; sword shadows darted like shuttles as the two sword arrays and vast sheets of sword shadows crossed paths relentlessly against the long sky, the surrounding malice dancing like dragons and serpents, while a faint azure glow of spiritual energy surged continuously around the golden Taiji-shaped sword array.

Nangong Zhuo, the incarnation of the Qingming Sword, let out a long cry, and between heaven and earth, a sky-shaking dragon roar suddenly resounded.

Countless black sword shadows rolled backward and upward, the malice in the sky like an ocean, covering the earth and blotting out the sun, at this moment converging toward a single point like a great whale absorbing water; the swords and the malice merged into one, actually transforming into a massive black dragon that connected heaven and earth.

The ferocious dragon maw opened wide, letting out a roar as a hurricane violently stirred the surroundings.

At the same time, a terrifying sword qi that almost distorted the air erupted from around Fang Qi, and his entire being shot out like an arrow released from a bowstring.

The thirty-six golden sword lights followed suit, man and sword uniting as one, actually transforming into a streak of golden rainbow!

The golden rainbow and the black dragon collided high in the sky!

Energy surged violently, and everything in the vicinity was torn to shreds.

The entire heaven and earth seemed to fall into silence.

The people of the Heaven-Inquiring Sword Palace had completely abandoned all thought by now, leaving only a blank space in their minds.

They could not fathom what kind of person in this world could actually contend against a true Immortal-Slaying Sword Array.

And in the next instant, they witnessed an even more terrifying sight.

As the smoke cleared, two silhouettes could be seen, their azure and black sword edges locked against each other.

"A... A tie?" Nangong Lin felt as if he were suffocating; how could such a terrifying person still exist between heaven and earth?!

The corner of Nangong Zhuo's mouth turned slightly upward, his words still seeming somewhat stiff: "You... are strong, but I... still blocked it!"

And in the next moment.

The churning black clouds of malice behind Nangong Zhuo were suddenly cleaved in two by the sword qi!

Boss Fang sheathed the Demon Suppressing Sword, and upon Nangong Zhuo's chest, an extremely fine line of blood suddenly appeared.

"Blocked it?" Boss Fang said, "I thought the same thing back when I was getting thrashed."

"..." Nangong Lin's mind short-circuited instantly, leaving only a blank void in his brain.

In the cabin of the Heaven-Inquiring Sword Palace's Dharma vessel, that elder also stared blankly at the scene before his eyes.

The other family heads were also struck dumb by the sight: "To think that such an astonishingly brilliant person actually exists in this world!"

"Quick!" Nangong Lin suddenly snapped to his senses. "Invite the Heavenly Sacred Ancestor here at once!"

The elder aboard the vessel also realized the gravity of the moment, his features twisting into a grimace: "Did you truly think this would be the end?! Steel yourselves, for what comes next will shatter your wits!"

With those words, he diverted the projection to the Second Elder, who had been dispatched to summon the Heavenly Sacred Ancestor.

There stood the white-haired elder before a transparent pane of glass, hoisting a bizarre, ancient sword high into the air as he roared, "Slay them all, leave not a single soul alive!"

Rumble!

Suddenly, arcs of lightning flashed violently behind the glass door.

In the next instant, a round-faced, timid young girl emerged alongside an old man, both of them dangling captives from their hands, looking utterly bewildered: "Elder Wuya, what is wrong with these people?"

"I haven't the slightest inkling either..." Li Wuya replied, his face a mask of complete innocence.

Everyone aboard the dharma vessel froze in sheer, unadulterated shock.

What in the absolute world was happening?!

It was over!

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