Supreme Martial God of the City-Chapter 362 - 358: Overwhelming (Request for Monthly Ticket and Subscription)

Chapter 362: Chapter 358: Overwhelming (Request for Monthly Ticket and Subscription)

"Holy crap, he was pretending to be weak but he’s actually that strong!"

"But so what? He’s still not good enough for Han Ya."

The Seven-Colored Mother Cat’s glazed pupils contracted slightly, shocked, but soon after, she still showed disdain.

In her mind, no matter how talented someone from a Low Martial Plane might be, they could never compare to the freakish talents from the High-level Planes or even the Heavenly Realm.

Blood Mei’er and Elder Xue were both stunned, they never expected that the man who just seemed devoid of any cultivation aura would now be looking down on them like a Heavenly God.

The situation had flipped from a divine dragon to an ant.

"What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?!"

"Then, die!"

Ye Tian smiled as he spoke, but his smile contained endless murderous intent, his dominance unparalleled. Lin Chumo and Mu Yunxi were his reverse scales; even Heaven would not dare to harm them.

Ye Tian extended a hand, his finger turning into a sword. An incredibly shocking Sword Light shot into the sky, far surpassing the power of the previous Sword Talisman.

The Sword Light gradually solidified, manifesting a shadow of the Creation Emperor Sword.

Then, Heaven and Earth changed color!!!

The entire sky and earth turned into an intermingling of red, dark blue, earthy yellow, and silver-white hues, radiance rippling, enveloping Yanxu Mountain. Within a five-kilometer radius, all the air seemed to be utterly drained.

At this moment, there was no sound of birds or beasts either. The silence was chilling.

More terrifyingly, this shadow contained a trace of Creation Sword Intent!

This was the Sword Intent Ye Tian had recently comprehended, a brief segment of it, yet it surpassed all his previous Sword Intent.

Given his talent and the Creation Emperor Sword, it had taken him an entire month to comprehend it, indicating the level of difficulty.

Ye Tian had been frustrated about not finding an opponent, so he used the middle-aged woman for practice. To his surprise, the mere release of this Sword Intent scared her witless.

"So weak, I thought I found a worthy opponent!"

The Sword Light then released a trace of Sword Qi, instantly annihilating the middle-aged woman, leaving no remains, dead beyond death—King Yan couldn’t even bring her back.

Ye Tian shook his head, sighed, and dissipated the shadow in the sky. Blood Mei’er and Elder Xue were utterly terrified.

They looked at the Sword Shadow and felt like mere specks of dust, more insignificant than ever.

Unfortunately, the Sword Light had already been unleashed, and the aftermath swept towards them, just a tiny bit, but they felt as if they were a mere step away from Hell.

"Miss, run!!!"

Elder Xue roared, quickly stepping in front of Blood Mei’er, pushing her away with both hands. A blood-colored Handprint formed out of thin air, with blood-colored air currents flowing vigorously at thousands of hertz.

Elder Xue turned beet red, and a large mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth as he used every ounce of his strength, forcibly elevating his cultivation, depleting himself to unleash this strike.

But the trace of Sword Qi tore open a massive, unbelievably clear spatial rift—from the tip of the Creation Emperor Sword, it extended towards the two, spreading so fast it was suffocating.

Not only that, the Divine Sword dominated the sky, causing all the air around to solidify. The blood-colored Handprint disintegrated as it approached.

"Impossible, impossible, how can he be that strong!!"

"How can such a powerful person exist in the mortal world? I don’t believe it!!"

"Miss, I’m sorry, we’re going to die here today."

Elder Xue looked at his full-force attack’s feebleness in disbelief.

"Elder Xue, I won’t let you die."

"It’s all my fault for bringing you along."

"I have my father’s trump card, we will surely be saved."

Blood Mei’er’s charming face turned pale and powerless. Trembling, she took out a Jade Token.

She had no confidence left; this man, godlike and demonic, gave her nothing but an abyss of despair.

The Sword Qi arrived in an instant. Blood Mei’er, her gaze firm, crushed the Jade Token, causing the space to shake violently as if someone was about to emerge.

A beam of light twisted into a vortex, a stern voice resounding: "Who dares to touch my daughter? I’ll make them wish they were dead."

Unfortunately, just as the voice fell, the Sword Qi sliced through the image of Xue Batian as if it were tofu, grinding it into dust. The Creation Sword Intent invincible, capable of suppressing everything, crushing all in its path.

"So, it was useless after all."

"I never thought the task of reviving the Blood Sect would fall upon my shoulders, only to die in the mortal world."

"Yet, meeting such a phenomenal man is truly a blessing for me!"

Blood Mei’er stared at Ye Tian, wanting to imprint his image deep in her mind; a man who shattered all her pride.

The hunchbacked Elder Xue stood beside Blood Mei’er, both closing their eyes, awaiting death.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths!!

They felt their faint heartbeats: "Huh, am I still alive?"

"Impossible!"

Blood Mei’er, puzzled, opened her eyes to see a man standing in front of her. His white clothes were like snow, and his mere side profile could captivate anyone.

His aura was overwhelming as he stood silently, as if he were the only being in existence, commanding reverence from all.

Hiding in the dark, the Seven-Colored Mother Cat was dumbfounded, staring at Ye Tian like a piece of wood, unable to speak, that sword just now was too strong, too strong!

Especially the Creation Sword Intent within it, utterly beyond imagination.

"Is it him?? Why did he save us??"

Blood Mei’er, filled with confusion, looked at this figure.

In a hidden retreat at the Blood Sect’s secret grounds on Kunlun Mountain, a concealed place cloaked in blood-colored air currents that flowed like rivers, echoes of Demon Spirits’ roars added to the heart-pounding atmosphere.

"Mei’er!!"

"Pft, cough cough!!"

A middle-aged man sitting cross-legged, eyes closed—none other than the Blood Sect’s Sovereign, Xue Batian.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes in terror, spewing blood, his breath chaotic, consumed by coughing.

He clearly felt his shadow-image being obliterated instantly, without any chance to resist.

He immediately pulled out a token, inscribed with "Meizi," still glowing. He sighed in relief: "Good, Meier is still alive!"

"Who could be that strong!!"

"Someone, find out where the young miss is immediately!"

Elsewhere.

"Sir... sir, that is the whole story. I apologize for the disturbance."

Blood Mei’er stood beside Ye Tian, her voice trembling yet filled with reverence.

"Oh, so you just happened to pass through the mortal world and decided to kill me?"

Ye Tian looked at Blood Mei’er, amused.

"Bang~~~"

"Please spare my young miss, I am willing to die for her."

Elder Xue knelt on both knees, knocking his head heavily on the ground with each bow, making loud sounds.

"Hehe, hahaha, I have obtained this legacy, Cloud Sea Sect, Ye Tian, you will all die!!"