<h4>Chapter 978: Chapter 976: You, Come Up and Meet Your Death!</h4>
The entire sky of the Capital City had changed.
Dark clouds were dense, with phantom images oveying one another.
For the citizens, it was nothing short of a supernatural phenomenon!
Countless citizens looked up at the sky, and many even took out their cell phones to capture this unusual urrence.
But for some reason, although the phone disyed that the picture was taken, nothing appeared on the screen.
The crowdpletely exploded into chaos, discussing and specting.
Then, everyone posted about this strange event on Weibo, BBS, and their social media feeds, but for some reason, as soon as they were posted, the messages would mysteriously fail to show up.
They would either be instantly deleted or the inte would not load them, as if an invisible hand was preventing the spread of the news.
"This is really spooky, could it be that cell phones are now experiencing supernatural events?"
While everyone was puzzled, one ce was far from calm.
At this moment, the atmosphere within the sacred sect was oppressively intense.
Ren Feifan gentlyid the body of the Sword Marquis aside, then stood up, followed by the vast ranks of the sect’s disciples, whose eyes were also blood red!
Evil Qi soared to the heavens from their bodies!
More eerily, countless streams of Evil Qi were rushing towards Ren Feifan, as if he was frantically absorbing them!
Ren Feifan’s body had begun to exhibit thick blood-colored glows, akin to armor.
At the same time, the vast Buddha power within him surged into his arms! The Dragon Tattoo also began to flow!
The blood gradually spilled onto the Tattoo, transforming into a Blood Moon.
Strangely, there was originally only one Blood Moon, but this time an extra one appeared.
And Ren Feifan’s eyes gradually turned an intense red!
What Ren Feifan didn’t notice were the faint golden runes that strangely flowed along his arms, like modern code streaming.
Ren Feifan took step after step towards where the Ancient Dust Sword was nted, grasped the hilt with his arm, and forcefully pulled it out.
He never once looked up at the several old monsters of Huaxia.
Elder Qin, who was injured, felt that something was wrong and quickly said to the old man with Buddha Beads around his neck, "This is bad! Brother Zheng, quickly kill this guy, he’s probably about to be possessed by demons! Such a person must be killed! Keeping him around is a danger to Huaxia!"
But Old Zheng had no intention of acting, his gaze fixed intently on Ren Feifan, as if he had discovered some treasure.
"Crack!"
Ren Feifan fully drew out the Ancient Dust Sword, and the ground trembled! The blood-colored phantom images that had been hovering over the sect’s disciples also fiercely rushed down towards Ren Feifan!
"Boom!"
Ren Feifan’s cultivation level eerily began to rise!
And the Ancient Dust Sword became enveloped in mystery!
For countless strands of Evil Qi, Buddha power, and True Qi were heading towards the Ancient Dust Sword!
In an instant, an ethereal aura capable of burning away all life suddenly appeared, andyer uponyer of strange light began to cover the de!
The Sword Spirit, which had existed leisurely for thousands of years in a mystical space, suddenly stood up from his recliner, having sensed something!
He looked at the battle outside and abruptly noticed the transformation of Ren Feifan and the Ancient Dust Sword!
"Is this the legendary blood-driven absorption? What exactly is this kid’s background?"
The Sword Spirit had seen blood-driven absorption only twice in thousands of years, and one of those times was a millennium ago!
But now, could it be that he had misjudged the person he considered the most worthless owner?
Was this youngster’s potential far more terrifying than he had imagined?
A multitude of questions swirled in the Sword Spirit’s mind as he transformed into a mist and descended onto the rooftop of the sacred sect.
...
The sacred sect.
Suddenly, rain inexplicably began to fall from the sky!
Raindrops fell on the body of the Sword Marquis, and also on Ren Feifan’s face.
Ren Feifan stretched out his hand, feeling the power of the raindrops, as he slowly raised his head, revealing his tranquil yet cold gaze, "Another rainy day, another night of killing."
For some reason, these wordsing from Ren Feifan’s mouth at this moment were chilling to the bone!
Elder Qin instinctively took a few steps back!
A smirk appeared on Ren Feifan’s lips, and his blood-red eyes shot out as he fiercely raised the Ancient Dust Sword in his hand, pointing it directly at the elder who had made a move!
The direction of the sword’s edge was his battlefield!
"Youe up and ept your death."
As these words fell, the ancient monsters were momentarily stunned, was this youngster actually asking them toe up and ept death?
How preposterous!
What a joke!
He, who was merely at the Innate Realm, was actually asking several True Path Realm powerhouses to ept death?
Where did he get such confidence!
Old Zheng snorted coldly. At first, he had considered recruiting Ren Feifan to join his forces, so that he could control the Saint Gate.
After all, the momentum gathered by the Saint Gate would definitely make them the strongest killer team in the world!
What a pity, this youngster was too arrogant. Since that was the case, he might as wellpletely destroy this fellow known as the Holy Venerable, and then find a way to control the Saint Gate himself.
The next second, the brush in his hand flipped, shooting out forcefully, a sound of tearing through the air came, carrying with it the terrifying aura of the True Path Realm!
Ren Feifan’s eyes sparkled with murderous intent, as he raised the Ancient Dust Sword in his hand, bringing with it a fierce True Qi!
"Ancient Dust Ten Swords, First Sword—Break the Mountains and Rivers!"
An aura of destion instantly enveloped the entire Saint Gate.
Subsequently, a terrifying Sword Intent surged forward, like a herd of fierce horses charging at the elder’s brush!
The fierce horses mmed into the brush with explosive force!
Instantly, the horses became wild, the ground shook, and eventually they turned into a ze of mes, rushing toward Old Zheng!
Old Zheng’s face changed, his body hurriedly dodged, and he eximed in astonishment, "Such a powerful sword!"
Even his Judgment Pen had been shaken open!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Arge pit suddenly appeared beneath his feet, and smoke swirled around!
The Sword Spirit on the rooftop of the Saint Gate, seeing Ren Feifan using this move, revealed a smile and murmured, "This youngster has actually understood so quickly the sword technique I used in the past, it seems I didn’t choose the wrong person."
At this moment, Old Zheng knew he could no longer dy, he clenched his hand, and the Judgment Pen returned to his grasp!
The reason he named this weapon the Judgment Pen was because under its stroke, there was death without life!
Afterward, he leaped up above Ren Feifan’s head, the brush in his hand drawing dazzling afterimages in the air, and he heavily shed down!
"Insignificant ant, I’ll show you what strength is!"
Ren Feifan’s aura of Evil Qipletely erupted, with the Legacy Dust Sword pointing straight to the heavens!
The True Qi, Evil Qi, and Buddha power within him circted furiously, converging in an instant and fervently transferring toward the Legacy Dust Sword!
A blood-red sword shadow, more than ten meters long, shot up into the sky!
"Bang!"
The two forces collided in the air! A terrifyingly fierce power rippled out!
Cracks even began to spread across Old Zheng’s Judgment Pen in his hand!
The next second, it shattered with a loud crash!
Ren Feifan’s body mmed forcefully onto the ground, while Old Zheng was blown away by the shockwave!
At this moment, the entire world fell silent.
Because the Judgment Pen had actually broken!
The Judgment Pen, Old Zheng’s pride, had actually broken!