I Have A Sword-Chapter 1243: Great Daoist Brush Master

Behind Ye Guan and Cizhen, a middle-aged man appeared. The middle-aged man wore a wide, flowing robe, his long hair cascading over his shoulders. With an imposing presence and a faint smile on his brow, he carried an aura of confidence.

The middle-aged man was none other than the legendary Nine Continents Master!

The strongest figure in the history of the Nine Continents Domain, unrivaled through the ages.

Divine Attendant Pei and Divine Attendant Yin, though part of the Genesis Daoist Temple, were well aware of the Nine Continents Master. They had investigated him because the Nine Continents Domain was a peak Tier Eight Civilization.

In truth, with the Nine Continents Master, the Nine Continents Domain was more like a Tier Nine Civilization. This was simply because he was far too powerful.

Divine Attendant Pei and Divine Attendant Yin were both utterly shocked. They never expected the Nine Continents Master to appear here, let alone to assist their Genesis Daoist Temple.

Could he also be part of the Genesis Daoist Temple?

The two exchanged looks, both astonished and unnerved.

While they were followers of the Creation God, they had no idea how many followers or allies the Creation God truly had...

Cizhen glanced at the Nine Continents Master, and then she turned to Ye Guan beside her. At this moment, Ye Guan had yet to recover his sanity. He was still surrounded by overwhelming rage and killing intent.

Cizhen placed her right hand on Ye Guan's shoulder.

Boom!

The Mad Demon Bloodline within Ye Guan calmed down instantly. The sea of blood in his eyes receded, and clarity returned to his eyes. Simultaneously, his burning fleshly body, soul, and bloodline power stabilized.

Seeing Cizhen, Ye Guan froze. "Sister Zhen..."

Cizhen smiled and wiped the blood on the corner of Ye Guan's mouth. "Does it hurt?"

Ye Guan held her hand and shook his head. "It doesn't."

Cizhen chuckled and turned her gaze toward the Evil Dao.

The Evil Spirit Flower on Evil Dao's brow was solidifying.

Once it had truly solidified, her cultivation base would reach its peak, as it meant that he had merged with her ten thousand lifetimes.

Surprisingly, Evil Dao remained calm when she saw Cizhen, showing no signs of anger.

Cizhen glanced again at Nine Continents Master and said with a smile, "The Genesis Daoist Temple...that's a bit unexpected."

Nine Continents Master smiled. "With your strength, you should know the consequences of going against the Dao."

Cizhen brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled. "Why bother talking? Let's fight."

Nine Continents Master nodded. He stepped forward, clenched his right hand into a fist, and punched.

The Nine Continents Fist!

This punch was his self-created divine technique, born from his comprehension of the Dao. Once unleashed, its intent reached infinity—limitless and unrestrained. The longer it existed, the stronger its power grew.

The overwhelming fist intent didn't target Divine Attendant Pei and the others, yet its mere presence left them breathless, trembling uncontrollably.

Divine Attendant Pei and the others looked on in terror, their hearts filled with despair.

Even though the fist intent wasn't directed at them, the residual pressure made them feel like ants before a towering giant.

Fear! Hopelessness!

They couldn't muster even the thought of resistance.

Yet, Ye Guan didn't feel the oppressive force of the fist because he stood behind Cizhen. All the fist intent dissipated in front of her.

Facing the terrifying fist intent, Cizhen remained calm. She extended her hand and gently pressed downward.

Boom!

In an instant, everything seemed to freeze.

With another light press of her jade-like hand, the overwhelming fist intent vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Around her, a realization seemed to dawn on them as Divine Attendant Pei and the others looked at Cizhen with a mix of awe and dread.

Moments ago, they had considered themselves invincible under Tier Nine Civilizations.

But now, they realized just how weak they truly were.

There was always someone stronger out there.

Whether it was the white-robed lady who had appeared earlier or the True God from the True Universe, their strength was unfathomable.

Nine Continents Master wasn't surprised to see his fist intent dissipate. He smiled and remarked, "Divine Attendant Fan wasn't wrong—you are indeed powerful."

Cizhen glanced at the void above. She saw Fan Zhaodi and Clan Leader Jing. Her gaze lingered briefly on Clan Leader Jing before turning to Ye Guan, her expression playful. "Who is that girl to you?"

Cold sweat instantly drenched Ye Guan. He quickly explained, "Clan Leader Jing is just a friend. She's not what you think, Sister Zhen!"

This joke couldn't be taken lightly. Clan Leader Jing, though gentle in appearance, had a fiery temper. If she misunderstood, she might turn on him. If she did, everything would be lost.

Cizhen smiled mischievously. "I didn't mean anything by it. Why are you so nervous?"

Ye Guan forced a bitter smile. He both feared and admired this Sister Zhen.

Seeing his awkward expression, Cizhen's smile softened. She reached out and gently touched his cheek, her eyes filled with tenderness.

Meanwhile, Evil Dao closed her eyes, the Evil Spirit Flower on her brow becoming increasingly vivid and enchanting. Blood-red tribulation clouds began gathering in the disaster-filled realm behind her.

A universe tribulation was forming.

However, it was no ordinary tribulation. Suppressed countless times, its power was unparalleled.

As the tribulation took shape, an overwhelming aura spread in all directions.

Sensing its intensity, Ye Guan's expression grew solemn. Evil Dao's aura was becoming monstrous.

At that moment, Nine Continents Master stepped forward. With a single step, the space where he and Cizhen stood turned illusory.

Ye Guan's face changed drastically as he realized he could no longer sense Cizhen.

She and the Nine Continents Master had vanished into an unknown space.

In the mysterious void, the Nine Continents Master looked around and smiled. "This is where I defied the Dao to attain my path. Here..."

Cizhen interrupted, "Why do you talk so much?"

The Nine Continents Master laughed heartily. "Fair enough."

He extended his right hand and lightly pressed downward. In an instant, ancient and profound auras suddenly emerged around them.

The aura of the Great Dao!

There are levels of strength in the Dao, and the Dao he was channeling at this moment surpassed the understanding of many present, a realm of the Dao that most had never witnessed before.

As the ancient aura of the Great Dao spread, not far away, Cizhen's fleshly body and soul began to turn faint and ethereal.

The Nine Continents Master fixed his gaze on Cizhen and clenched his right hand suddenly.

Boom!

Tthe surrounding spacetime disintegrated, like burning paper gradually being reduced to ashes.

Just as Cizhen was about to be completely obliterated, she gently waved her hand. In an instant, everything returned to normal, and the ancient aura of the Great Dao dissipated as if it had never existed.

From afar, the Nine Continents Master smiled and said, "Going against the Dao...No wonder you dare to suppress Evil Dao. It turns out your path is one of defying the Dao itself..."

Cizhen replied calmly, "To comply is to become a slave, to defy is to achieve the Dao."

"Haha!" The Nine Continents Master laughed. "True God, my laughter is not mockery but heartfelt admiration. Once, I thought the same way as you. As cultivators, we are born to defy heaven and the Dao. I've lived my life following this principle, but sadly, reality has proven that many things in this world don't happen as we wish."

Cizhen replied evenly, "I have no interest in chatting with you. Can you attack directly? I'm afraid if I strike first, I might accidentally kill you."

The Nine Continents Master was not angered by her words. He smiled faintly and said, "Very well."

With that, he suddenly stepped forward and threw a punch!

Nine Continents Fist!

This punch was unlike the one before. Its intent was boundless, limitless, devoid of constraints or cycles. It transcended everything, and one punch unleashed the infinite possibilities of the Dao.

The power of this punch far surpassed the previous one.

When the punch manifested, Cizhen's figure became faint and ethereal.

It was a punch meant to utterly annihilate her.

To destroy everything!

However, Cizhen's expression remained as calm as still water. She clenched her right fist slowly. In an instant, her fading figure solidified. The next moment, she launched a punch in return.

In that single instant, the punch from Nine Continents Master ignited and burned into nothingness. Simultaneously, the Nine Continents Master was forced to retreat repeatedly. As he fell back, countless dimensions of spacetime collapsed and disintegrated in his wake.

No one knew how long this continued before he finally stopped. Even then, countless dimensions continued to shatter and dissolve.

The sheer terror of Cizhen's single punch was beyond words.

The figure of the Nine Continents Master shattered, and his soul grew faint. However, in the blink of an eye, his soul solidified, and his fleshly body was restored to normal.

Cizhen remained expressionless, her gaze merely flickering upward for a brief moment.

The Nine Continents Master regained his composure and looked at Cizhen.

The smile on his face had disappeared, replaced by deep solemnity.

True God, though hailing from a low-tier universe, was far stronger than he had anticipated.

Cizhen stared at the Nine Continents Master. He no longer launched another attack but remained silent.

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He suddenly recalled Fan Zhaodi's words.

She told him that stalling the True God was enough.

At the time, he dismissed her words, but now, he understood why Fan Zhaodi had said those words. While the two were in a standoff, a middle-aged man was staring at the scene from above.

The middle-aged man was none other than the Great Daoist Brush Master!