Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation-Chapter 2320 Raw 2427 : Altar Refinement Begins

Since coming to this Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb, Xiao Chen rarely drew his saber, mostly using the Supreme Dragon Fist.

However, assuming that the Tyrant Saber on Xiao Chen’s back was merely decoration would be a huge mistake.

After speaking with Chu Chaoyun, Xiao Chen had felt helpless and enraged at the irreversible nature of the momentum of the cycle of epochs. This allowed his Saber Dao Domain to break through to the third layer.

Xiao Chen just did not draw his saber. However, once he did, he brought out a saber intent surpassing a tenth-layer Dao Might.

When Xiao Chen swung his saber, it stupefied the Seventh Prince and the guests who had been knocked down.

Dao Yan grasped a tenth-layer Ice Dao Domain, allowing him to materialize an ice small world. He could be considered unrivaled within the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb.

When Xiao Chen layered his three Dao Domains and executed his saber moves with them, he was no inferior to Dao Yan.

It would be ridiculous to treat Xiao Chen as an ordinary 3-Vein Sovereign Emperor.

Amid the wind and sand, Xiao Chen alone forced the Seventh Prince’s entire team to a standstill with just one saber strike.

Xiao Chen had not thought of killing all these Great Perfection Sovereign Emperors by himself. That would be too exaggerated.

All Xiao Chen wanted to do was block them all, buying Wu Meng and the others time to recover their Divine Energy and Soul Energy.

In fact, to others, this goal would not seem realistic.

However, the might of Xiao Chen’s saber strike forced back all these Great Perfection Sovereign Emperors.

Xiao Chen’s gaze swept around and fixed on the Seventh Prince Wang Yun, who was wiping blood off his lips while sprawled on the ground, not getting up.

Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows and held the Tyrant Saber up as he charged over.

“Whoosh!”

Xiao Chen left behind a purple electric mark as his figure flashed. Then, he suddenly appeared in front of the Seventh Prince in the next moment.

“Protect the Seventh Prince!”

The expressions of the Seventh Prince’s guests flickered as they quickly got up to try and block Xiao Chen.

In the end, Xiao Chen was just one person. He could not bring out the Dao Might surpassing that of a tenth-layer Dao Might with every saber strike.

There was only one way to stop the other side from advancing further: besiege the Seventh Prince with the aim of killing him. This would force the other guests to remain here to protect him. This was an obvious scheme that they were helpless against, even if they figured it out.

As weapons clashed, Wang Xu paled in fright as Xiao Chen pressed closer. While the guests blocked Xiao Chen, Wang Xu retreated in a fluster.

The many Sovereign Emperors repeatedly tried to pin down Xiao Chen. However, their efforts were futile; he never lingered, promptly withdrawing as soon as they made contact. From the start to the end, his saber intent and killing Qi focused on Wang Xu, causing Wang Xu to flee in a fluster at every turn.

Xiao Chen’s sixth-layer Thunder Dao Domain allowed him to exert his Divine Firmament Nine Variations to the limits.

If he wanted to leave, few could keep up with him.

“Remain here!”

“Boom!”

Suddenly, Xiao Chen sensed a dangerous aura. Then, tree branches burst out of the ground and intertwined into a wooden cage.

“Ka! Ka! Ka!”

When Xiao Chen hacked the Tyrant Saber on the cage, it gave off a metallic clangor. Even with the might of the Tyrant Saber, every saber strike could only leave a faint mark.

“Humph! You can forget about leaving after entering my Heavenly Wood Cage.”

The skinny, old man, who had remained hidden and refrained from attacking, hovered in the air. He showed a cold smile on his face as he looked at Xiao Chen in disdain. “No matter what, you are just a 3-Vein Sovereign Emperor. Kill him!”

The other Great Perfection Sovereign Emperors had already had enough of Xiao Chen. Now that they saw this opportunity, they did not hesitate to execute their various killing moves.

In that instant, boundless Emperor Might shook the heavens. Various mysterious phenomena covered the sky along with a horrifying killing Qi. Even the princes at the altars could not help looking over, wanting to see what happened.

“Mahāmāyā Abstinence Violation Saber Technique, In the Mortal Realm!”

Xiao Chen did not fluster at all. Showing no fear in the face of danger, he executed In the Mortal Realm.

“Bang!”

A supreme killing Buddha descended and instantly broke the Heavenly Wood Cage. As the Buddhist swastika appeared on its forehead, that killing Buddha’s figure swelled up. Then, it pushed its palms out and blocked the killing moves coming from all directions.

“Rumble..!” The world shook amid loud noises. A huge pit appeared in this ancient land where the many Great Perfection Sovereign Emperors worked together.

Purple light flashed as Xiao Chen leaped out of the huge pit.

Xiao Chen did not even bother looking at the shocked guests, focusing his gaze on the Seventh Prince Wang Xu.

Wang Xu, who had fled far away, gritted his teeth in anger when he met Xiao Chen’s gaze. He did not want to run anymore. Xiao Chen had chased him around like Wang Xu was a dog all the while, but his guests could not pin down Xiao Chen at all. Wang Xu already had enough of this.

“I’ll spare your life for now. I’ll come to reap it later.”

However, Xiao Chen did not charge over as expected. He uttered some indifferent words before turning to leave.

“Keep him here!” the skinny, old man shouted. He could not accept Xiao Chen coming and leaving as Xiao Chen pleased.

“You think you can keep me here?”

Xiao Chen turned around and launched a saber strike, executing the Mahāmāyā Abstinence Violation Saber Technique’s Resolving the Mundane. An eternal and inextinguishable saber light shot out.

“Boom!”

The instant the saber light swept over, the guests chasing after Xiao Chen had to stop to block it.

When the shock waves vanished and the Buddhist Might scattered, Xiao Chen’s figure was nowhere to be found. He had long since turned into a beam of purple light flying to Wang Yan’s altar.

He had come like flowing water and left like the wind.

“Whoosh!”

Xiao Chen’s figure appeared like the wind and drifted down like a falling leaf to land firmly.

The others on the altar had already recovered and were just waiting for Xiao Chen’s return.

When Xiao Chen saw the glance Wang Yan cast over, Xiao Chen nodded. Nothing needed to be said.

The sacred flame burned fiercely on the altar. The fiery light shone on Xiao Chen, Xiao Suo, Wu Meng, Hao Kai, and the other guests. Their faces looked incredibly determined, and their eyes held resolve.

They all shared a common intention. They had worked hard and killed their way here for this moment.

Wang Yan took one step forward and drew the Yan Imperial Sword in his hand. The Dao Might of his Massacre Dao Domain spread into the surroundings.

The heavy killing intent startled everyone somewhat.

Just as Wang Yan was about to stab the Yan Imperial Sword into the altar, Xiao Chen suddenly asked, “Ninth Prince, do you know what the origin of the Massacre Dao is?”

“Oh? I have not thought about this question in detail. It would be difficult for me to cultivate the Massacre Great Dao to the tenth-layer within a few centuries anyway,” Wang Yan answered Xiao Chen after some hesitation, feeling slightly surprised.

“The endpoint of the Massacre Great Dao is demonic. Without a heart for the Demonic Dao, you will never be able to touch the origins of the Massacre Great Dao. This Demonic Dao is not what you understand it to be. Just make your move; don’t overthink my words.”

Xiao Chen wanted to say something more. However, after thinking about it, he did not.

Wang Yan frowned slightly. He had spent a lot of time guarding the borders, fighting and killing Demonic Dao cultivators. If he had not killed ten thousand Demonic Dao cultivators, he had at least killed several thousand. Hence, he found Xiao Chen’s words somewhat incomprehensible.

“I will remember what you said.”

However, Wang Yan was willing to believe Xiao Chen. This trust had been built up from sharing life and death up to now. Furthermore, Xiao Chen had a unique air to him, inspiring awe and respect.

“Thank you.”

Xiao Chen’s thoughts wandered, and his memories unfolded like a painting. The Wang Yan in front of him reminded him of someone.

It was an old friend from the Kunlun Realm, an old friend that he could never forget.

It was Yan Shisan, who used the killing sword Dao. During the final battle of the Kunlun Realm’s Demonic Calamity, he had turned into a demon with one sword strike, seeking what he wanted through killing.

At that moment, Xiao Chen had understood that the origin of the Massacre Dao was demonic. If Yan Shisan had overcome this, he could have grasped the origin of the Massacre Great Dao. Unfortunately, Yan Shisan had felt helpless against the origin of massacre. He chose to commit suicide, leaving a tragic legend in the Kunlun Realm.

“Boom!”

Wang Yan stabbed his Yan Imperial Sword with its aura of massacre into the fierce flames. A holy light shot up to the sky, and a dragon roar rang out.

Finally, all eight altars were occupied.

At this moment, the succession race’s second round reached its most intense moment.

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Far away, at the altar the Eleventh Prince occupied, Grim Reaper Lin Feng looked over. When he saw that scene, he revealed a faint smile.

He did not have a choice in becoming the Eleventh Prince’s guest. However, he never stopped paying attention to Xiao Chen.

Upon seeing that the Ninth Prince also occupied an altar, he heaved a sigh of relief.

The Universe Origin Sect’s Chu Feng, who stood at the side, showed a different expression. He had formed a grudge with Xiao Chen in the Faux God World, practically a sworn enemy.

“This fellow is becoming increasingly unfathomable.”

The Eleventh Prince said, “Pay attention. The second wave of ferocious beasts is coming.”

Lin Feng and Chu Feng withdrew their gazes to focus on the endless ferocious beasts before them again.

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Now, ferocious beasts occupied the entire core region of the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb. They seemed densely packed and endless.

The princes who did not occupy an altar mingled with the ferocious beasts, attacking the princes refining their Yan Imperial Swords.

Wang Yan, who occupied the final altar, could not avoid being targeted by the other princes.