Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 466 The Five Ancestors of the Rebellious Sword
"Discipline?"

The bald, long-bearded Sword Ancestor of Blazing Fire laughed, “The Great Dao is silent, and its movement is like stillness. Only the True Ruler can hold the pivot, and with a single thought of stillness, quell the chaos of the eight wastelands. Hence it is said: the law of stillness.”

Ren Shaoyang exclaimed, "Well done, old man! So you've also read 'The Celestial Pivot'?" As he spoke, he vanished from the hall like a mirage. A white shadow flashed and he stood on the street.

Everyone was speechless, stunned by his unpredictable and elusive methods.

Hayami Sword Ancestor, blindfolded, could not see the wonders of Ren Sword God, but could hear the sound of him landing, and exclaimed in surprise, "What incredible lightness skill!"

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "You flatter me." He walked forward with a smile.

With each step he took, everyone's heart skipped a beat.

When he reached a distance of three zhang in front of the group, Ren Shaoyang slowly stopped, put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile, "I am a little curious."

"Oh?" The Crimson Gold Sword Ancestor, with his full head of white hair, thin eyebrows, and long eyes, said coldly, "What is the Sword God curious about?"

"Didn't you go to 'Worry-Free Valley' to ambush Wuming?" Ren Shaoyang's gaze shot over, and he chuckled. "Logically speaking, you should be more interested in him."

The bald, bearded Immortal Wood Sword Ancestor said calmly, "Compared to the Sword God, what is Wuming?"

Ren Shaoyang frowned: "Oh?"

The bald, bearded Sword Ancestor of Scorched Earth sneered, "Nameless is a kind person and would never harm any fellow martial artists!"

The Sword Ancestor of Blazing Fire coldly said, "Sword God, your actions are merciless, almost demonic!" He sighed, "We rushed as fast as we could, but we still couldn't save General Shi and the lives of all the soldiers."

The Crimson Gold Sword Ancestor said, "As the saying goes, one becomes corrupted by one's surroundings." He glanced at the white-robed man and said coldly, "I see you have also been bewitched by the witch and have fallen into the demonic path!"

"Yes, yes, I've become a demon."

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and beckoned with his finger, "Come and destroy the demons."

The Sword Ancestor of Blazing Fire, increasingly agitated by his repeated mockery, snapped, "Junior, your empty talk is no skill!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Alright, if you won't just talk, then let's get physical!" He glanced at Xuanhuo Sword Ancestor, his eyes flashing with a strange light that seemed to confuse the mind and shatter wisdom.

When facing a formidable foe, the Blazing Fire Sword Ancestor's gaze suddenly blazed brightly before falling silent like a withered tree.

The Crimson Gold Sword Ancestor roared, "What a shameless scoundrel! How dare you launch a sneak attack?" He drew his longsword and darted towards the white-robed man.

This sword strike was as light as dust, vanishing with the wind. By the time it reached Ren Shaoyang, he had already been completely obliterated.

"that's amazing."

Ren Shaoyang gave a thumbs-up, then extended his right palm and gently swept it forward. Clear ripples spread through the air where his fingertips touched.

A great shock surged forth, and the Crimson Gold Sword Ancestor felt his meridians throbbing with pain. The sword energy, instead of flowing out, retracted and poured back into his meridians.

The sword energy flows in the opposite direction, inevitably piercing through the body and causing death.

The Crimson Gold Sword Ancestor was shocked and was about to leap back when he suddenly felt four people behind him place their palms on his shoulders. A chill ran through him, and with a lightning flash, the reverse flow of sword energy vanished.

He turned his head and saw Xuanhuo, Sushui, Xianmu, Jiaotu and the others standing behind him, each with their hands on their shoulders, looking ahead with solemn expressions.

Xuan Huo gasped for breath and suddenly said, "Again!" Suddenly, true energy surged from his palm, which the four of them poured into the Crimson Gold Sword Ancestor.

Chi Jin felt an immense force surge up, and with a surge of joy, he spun around and was already beside the white-robed man. His long sword flew like a snake, aiming for the man's left rib.

Ren Shaoyang shifted his stance and dodged the sword.

Jiao Tu suddenly drew his sword from behind and, with a hiss, slashed towards Jiao Tu's neck.

With a casual flick of his wrist, the sword tip stood still, its tip hovering motionless. His arm shot out, grabbing the scorched earth's chest, thus creating a slight opening at his waist.

Xuanhuo and Xianmu were overjoyed and drew their swords simultaneously, swiftly stabbing at his waist.

Although Hayami is blind, his swordsmanship is exquisite and his movements are like mercury flowing across the ground. He can even find an opening by instinct and counteract the strange power of his "Harmony of Heaven".

These five individuals possessed formidable martial arts skills, representing the imperial court's greatest trump card. Their swordsmanship was so exceptional that they could rival the later masters like Wuming and Mu Yingxiong.

Ren Shaoyang single-handedly confronted the Five Ancestors of the Reverse Sword, as if he were in the eye of the storm, blocking left and right, and with every move he made, an invisible rhythm spread out.

The Fifth Patriarch suddenly felt that his blood and qi were being commanded, causing his rhythm to become disordered, and his sword strikes repeatedly missed by a hair's breadth, yet were far off target.

The six figures leaped and tumbled, their energy swirling and colliding repeatedly, producing a chilling sound. The stone slabs, upon contact with them, hissed and crackled, leaving countless sword marks.

Suddenly, Ren Shaoyang burst into laughter: "Lü Su!"

With fingers spread like a brush, he slowly drew a line in front of him, seemingly slow but actually fast, cutting into the gap between the five swords that flashed by.

As my fingertips touched the surface, clear ripples spread through the air. It was as if a pebble had been thrown into a calm lake, instantly shattering the harmony.

The sword energy that filled the sky contracted, and then surged outwards and exploded!
Five figures flew out. Chi Jin crashed to the ground, spitting out blood; Jiao Tu and Xuan Huo clung to each other, spinning like tops; Xian Mu flew out like an arrow, embedding itself straight into the shop wall.

Hayami sat at a distance, two streams of blood flowing from his eyes and trickling down his cheeks. He sighed, "I've been blind for so many years, and I never thought my eyes would be ruined at this moment." With that, he tore off the strip of cloth, gouged out his mangled pupils with two fingers, and threw them to the ground.

Just then, Ren Shaoyang's voice came on the wind, still gentle yet ruthless: "Gentlemen, it seems you can neither exorcise the demons nor uphold justice." As soon as he finished speaking, the street fell into a deathly silence, with only the autumn wind rustling through the clothes.

Everyone looked over and saw Ren Jianshen standing proudly in place, his sleeves fluttering.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Xuan Huo coughed incessantly, feeling a sharp pain in his muscles and bones, as if he were being kneaded and pounded by a sledgehammer.

He understood that this person's martial arts were so strong that they were practically like a demon god, and he could not withstand them with swordsmanship alone. Seeing that defeat was inevitable, he had no choice but to take a risk and fight.

Xuanhuo's expression was solemn as he said, "The Sword God's martial arts are extraordinary; we are in awe!" Suddenly, his tone shifted, "However, since you have the title of 'Sword God,' why do you not use a sword?"

Chi Jin understood immediately and retorted with a sneer, "I admit your martial arts are divine, but if you hadn't defeated us with your swordsmanship, we wouldn't acknowledge you!"

"That's right!"

"Even if I die, I will die by the 'Dragon-Capturing' sword!"

"You defeated us with your shockwave technique? We refuse to accept it!"

"That's not the act of a true swordsman!"

The group of people, one after another, were clearly putting Ren Shaoyang on the hot seat.

Ren Shaoyang smiled faintly: "There are only three people in the world who are worthy of my sword. You are not worthy."

Upon hearing this, Hayami couldn't help but look at him with his empty eyes and exclaimed, "Your words are far too arrogant!"

"Sword God Ren!" Jiao Tu roared, "My Reverse Sword Sect 'Breaks Through All Sword Techniques Under Heaven,' do you dare to accept the challenge?"

"What a clumsy attempt at provocation!" Ren Shaoyang said with a mocking look in his eyes.

Xianmu laughed heartily: "Sword God Ren, no matter how clumsy or not, as long as it works, that's fine!" He actually admitted it frankly.

"Interesting, very interesting!" Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow and laughed, "You think you can use your ability to break my swordsmanship just because you think you can break all the moves of the 'Sword Sect'?"

Chi Jin stroked his beard and smiled, his small eyes narrowing: "All sword techniques under heaven originate from the 'Sword Sect.' How will we know if we can break through them if we don't try?"

Ren Shaoyang glanced around and laughed, "Alright, we've come this far. If I don't use 'Dragon Capture' to kill you, it would make me seem petty."

With a casual flick of his wrist, a streak of azure appeared in his hand, the sword trembling incessantly, like a living dragon.

Under the sunlight, the blade of the sword appeared colorless, crystal clear, and extremely beautiful.

Hayami couldn't help but shudder and said, "Such a chilling killing intent...this...this is the 'Divine Sword' Dragon Capture?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "It is indeed the most wonderful sword in the world, the most divine sword in the world. Dragon Capture, Dragon Capture, now you can drink the blood of five more master swordsmen."

Buzz~!

The blade trembled slightly, sending a sense of pleasure through it.

Everyone felt their hair stand on end, their expressions changed drastically, and they all took a step back.

"Hmph!" Seeing that his momentum was losing, Chi Jin shouted, "Activate the formation!"

The crowd roared in response: "The Five Elements are without principle, the Reverse Sword is the foundation!"

Then, the swords of Xuanhuo and Sushui clashed, producing a long, clear sound. The sword light scattered and stabbed towards Ren Shaoyang.

Ren Shaoyang exclaimed "Eh!" He felt the incoming sword was incredibly smooth and without any superfluous strokes. As the sword rang out, the long sword was already at his neck.

The speed of their actions was truly astonishing.

Ren Jianshen feigned a block with his sword, causing the opponent's sword to deviate by several inches, and his longsword retracted like a serpent.

He frowned, the sword light in his eyes suddenly vanished, and a cold, sharp sword aura rose from above.

But then Xuanhuo proclaimed in a long voice: "The fire of Dui and Ze flows eastward to the eight extremes!"

Hayami, with a weathered tone and a soft voice, said, "Yin and Yang complement each other, reversing the order of Heaven and Earth!"

The two swordsmen's swordsmanship was a perfect blend of water and fire, with strength and gentleness constantly shifting, resulting in astonishing power. As soon as they finished speaking, a series of hissing sounds rang out, and a torrent of sword energy rained down from the sky.

The sword energy was divided into two colors, red and white. The red was as fiery as fire, and the white was as cold as frost. Wherever it passed, it made a cracking sound, and the stone slabs turned to ash.

In an instant, it seemed as if thousands of layers of sword waves were piled up in front of Ren Shaoyang, rushing towards him!

Faced with such exquisite swordsmanship, Ren Shaoyang's lips curled slightly: "Excellent swordsmanship."

He held a sword in one hand and made a hand gesture with the other.

His body was enveloped in mist, billowing and ethereal, which was quite strange.

(End of this chapter)