Start from Panlong and kill through the heavens

Li En coldly watched as the branch pavilion master, Miyazaki, manipulated the Myriad Swords Formation to deal with the enemies from the Heavenly Nether Sect. To be honest, he had no interest in these sect rivalries, but since he was now nominally a member of the Myriad Swords Pavilion, he couldn't just turn a blind eye.

Of course, in everyone's eyes he is just a Dou Huang. There are five other hall masters like him in this branch, and two of them have reached the peak of Dou Huang. So it is not his turn to take action.

At this moment, although the Great Sword Formation was being breached layer by layer and the enemy was getting closer and closer to the Sword Pool, Miyazaki finally couldn't sit still any longer. He directly appeared on the square with his sword, blocking the enemy's path.

A terrifying aura spread between the two, and an earth-shattering battle was about to erupt.

boom! !

Beneath the vast sky, two figures collided with a deafening roar.

The blood-red chains wrapped around the right arm of the Tianming Sect expert transformed into a thousand-foot-long giant python, with the Nine Netherworld Mystic Sha surging between its scales, and spewing out a sky-covering black mist.

The Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion brought his two fingers together, and the seven hundred and twenty jade swords floating behind him hummed simultaneously. The frost condensed on the sword blades froze the surging baleful energy into a rain of ice cones.

The blood python's tail suddenly tore through space, shattering more than thirty flying swords. Golden light burst from Miyazaki's brow, and the remaining blades instantly reformed into a Bagua sword formation, with the sword light in the Qian position, wrapped in purple lightning, slashing straight down.

A blood-red vortex appeared on the left palm of the Tianming Sect expert, swallowing all the lightning. When his right palm struck out, it had already solidified into a blood-red river-dark palm print covering half a mountain.

The sword formation creaked under the pressure of the blood-red palm print. Miyazaki suddenly stepped back and sheathed his sword. All the fragments rolled back around him, condensing into a three-inch-thick layer of crystal-clear sword energy.

The moment the blood palm and the sword energy touched, a blinding white light burst forth, and the shockwave snapped ancient trees within a ten-mile radius in half.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin!" Miyazaki's fierce shout pierced the sky. The sword energy exploded into billions of silver rays, each ray transforming into a dragon-like sword aura.

The powerful figure from the Heavenly Nether Sect crossed his arms and summoned a white bone altar, where twelve ancient heroic spirit phantoms roared and tore at the sword dragon. In the vortex of blood and silver light, the two simultaneously rushed to within three zhang.

The trident formed from blood flames pierced Miyazaki's left shoulder, but encountered a backlash of sword intent at the wound. The three halberd tips were shredded into crimson powder by the surging sword energy, and the Tianming Sect expert took the opportunity to place his left hand on the opponent's chest.

Blood trickled from the corner of Miyazaki's mouth, but two clusters of blue flames burst forth in his eyes, and the yin-yang fish pattern that appeared on his chest forcefully repelled the Netherworld Blood Curse.

The two were each sent flying backwards for a hundred feet, the ground beneath their feet cracking open in a spiderweb pattern. Behind Miyazaki, a sword wheel composed of ten thousand illusory ancient swords rose, while a crescent moon dripping blood condensed above the heads of the Heavenly Nether Sect experts.

Just as the sword wheel was about to collide with the blood moon, space suddenly collapsed into a black hole, and all the energy was compressed into a fist-sized ball of light that exploded—the area within a five-mile radius instantly turned into a void of white space.

"Jiejiejiejiejie"

That day, the Netherworld Sect expert let out a cold laugh, and the Nine Netherworld Profound Evil aura around his body became exceptionally dense. The next moment, a distorted vortex appeared around him, and tall skeletons flew out of the vortex.

"Not good!" Upon seeing this scene, not only was Miyazaki shocked, but the hall masters of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion who were watching from afar were also filled with horror.

Clearly, the skeletons summoned by the opponent possess extremely powerful strength; even if they don't reach the Dou Zong level, they are probably at least at the Dou Huang level.

At this moment, without any command, all the experts at the Dou Wang level or above within the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion simultaneously attacked, attempting to interrupt the summoning technique of the Tianming Sect experts, otherwise they might all perish. Miyazaki also unleashed a powerful attack, trying to stop the Tianming Sect experts' summoning secret technique.

However, this secret technique is obviously irreversible. The Tianming Sect's experts are shrouded in the Nine Nether Profound Fiend, and ordinary Dou Wangs cannot get close to them. Those Dou Huangs who can get close to him are quickly knocked away by him.

As for Miyazaki, he was in very poor condition at the moment. He was only a one-star Dou Zong, and the gap between him and the three-star Dou Zong powerhouse of the Heavenly Nether Sect was too great. They could only hope that the main pavilion would send reinforcements quickly, otherwise this branch pavilion would be completely destroyed.

Seeing that the Heavenly Nether Sect's experts had finished summoning, nine giant skeletons, each over ten meters tall, appeared on the plaza, each radiating an extremely terrifying aura, clearly having reached the peak of the Dou Huang realm.

Nine peak Dou Huangs! Plus a terrifying three-star Dou Zong, how can this battle be fought?
Miyazaki and the others were all plunged into despair, but they were prepared to fight to the death; they had no other choice.

Just then, a tall and slender figure suddenly appeared in the square. He stood there quietly, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"It's Chen Mu!" Seeing this figure, Miyazaki and the others were somewhat surprised. They did not expect Chen Mu to step forward at the critical moment. Although doing so was tantamount to courting death, it was already extremely rare for him to dare to step forward.

"Brother didn't misjudge him." Miyazaki looked at Chen Mu's back with admiration in his eyes. He knew that he had to protect Chen Mu's life in this battle no matter what, as Chen Mu was very likely to inherit the position of the Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion in the future.

However, at this moment, a scene that shocked everyone appeared. When the powerful figures of the Underworld Sect saw Chen Mu suddenly appear, their faces showed surprise.

His hoarse voice said coldly, "I didn't expect that this small branch of the Myriad Swords Pavilion would hide such a powerful expert as yourself. May I ask who you are and if you may state your name?"

"Chen Mu of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion." Li En responded calmly. As the son-in-law of the Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, he had to step forward at this time, even if it was just to make a show of it.

The expert from the Heavenly Nether Sect narrowed his eyes. Of course, he had heard of Chen Mu's reputation. As one of the top powers in the Central Plains, and with Chen Mu being one of the few geniuses in the pavilion, his name was naturally very famous.

"I never expected you to have grown to this level. It seems the outside world has completely underestimated your talent. The Myriad Swords Pavilion has really hidden you very well." The cold voice of the Heavenly Nether Sect expert echoed across the square, leaving everyone stunned.

To everyone's astonishment, the Heavenly Nether Sect expert and Chen Mu made their move simultaneously.

The powerful cultivators of the Heavenly Nether Sect unleashed a torrent of Netherworld Killing Qi from their palms, and a hundred-foot-long black mist condensed into a gluttonous maw that devoured the sword light. Chen Mu's sword tip trembled like a phoenix's cry, and crimson-gold sword energy pierced through the chaos, with thousands of sword beams transforming into a golden crow array that swooped down.

Lava erupted from the ground with the force of the sword, burning eighteen translucent holes in the black robe of the Tianming Sect elder.

The old man's withered fingers crushed the seal between his brows, and crimson witchcraft patterns rose from his skin. Three bronze coffins burst from the ground, carrying a venomous, eerie wind that shattered seven layers of sword energy.

Chen Mu's left shoulder was ripped open by the corner of the coffin, but he used the momentum to spin around and unleash a crescent-shaped arc of light. The trajectory of the sword's blade solidified in mid-air, severing the two coffins in half.

Suddenly, a Netherworld Stele rose in the center of the battlefield, and a powerful figure from the Heavenly Nether Sect bit his tongue, spitting out his primordial blood. Twelve ghostly figures on the stele broke free of their shackles, transforming into a vortex of interlocking teeth. The bloodstain between Chen Mu's brows suddenly glowed, and the Scorching Sun Sword Bone, a secret technique passed down by the Myriad Swords Pavilion, awakened with a roar. Nine primordial swords burning with the true fire of the sun appeared behind him.

The black ripples and golden-red sword energy were like two ancient ferocious beasts tearing each other apart, and the vacuum zone formed by the collapse of space crushed the rocks within a hundred feet into dust.

As the aftershocks subsided, all that could be seen was Chen Mu supporting himself with his broken sword, while the protective mirrors worn by the Heavenly Nether Sect experts were crumbling into fragments, their life force rapidly fading. (End of Chapter)