<h4>Chapter 1201: Inside the Altar</h4>


    The broadsword that originally upied the world seemed to be tiny in an instant. Instead, when Xiao’s hand mmed down, the sword beam immediately disintegrated in a rapid copse.


    The broadsword in An Tianzuo’s hand hummed as though it would snap at any moment.


    Under the immense pressure, every step Xiao took made An Tianzuo take a step back. The broadsword’s de began to bend under the pressure.


    “In front of the imperial authority, thew is just a toy. Your nomological sword can’t defeat imperial authority, so you can’t win against me either.” Xiao constantly oppressed An Tianzuo while verbally disturbing his will.


    An Tianzuo didn’t say a word as he drilled his feet into the rocks like nails. He didn’t retreat any further as the broadsword in his hand forcefully resisted the power of Xiao’s imperial authority. It bent further and further under the pressure. The broadsword seemed to turn into bamboo as it bent to a ny-degree angle.


    “An Tianzuo, you lost because you were too confident and arrogant. If you had both your hands, I might not have been able to clinch victory so easily. Unfortunately, you are too weak with only one hand.” As Xiao spoke, the divine imperial authority from his bodypletely erupted. He threw a punch and the golden light snapped the broadsword, drowning An Tianzuo in a brilliant golden light.


    However, at that moment, Xiao’s expression suddenly changed drastically. He circted his Trajectory movement technique and quickly retreated, but it was toote.


    <i>Boom!</i>


    The glorious golden imperial authority shattered. An Tianzuo instantly appeared in front of Xiao with the snapped sword, stabbing at his heart.


    Xiao’s trajectory movement technique changed strangely. Just as he thought he could escape the snapped sword’s attack, it suddenly flew out from An Tianzuo’s hand and prated his heart.


    The force from the broadsword didn’t stop as it mmed into the stone pir behind him, pinning him to it.


    Xiao reached out to pull out the broken sword, but when his fingers touched it, they were immediately repelled by the power of the broken sword as though they had been electrocuted. At the same time, the broken sword was nailed deeper.


    “So what if it’s imperial authority? In my eyes, there’s only right and wrong, nothing else. Ignoring the fact that there aren’t any emperors in this era, even if there are, they still have to ept the punishment of thew.” As An Tianzuo spoke, he rushed towards the altar to rescue Ouyang Lan andpany.


    Xiao, who was nailed to the stone pir, suddenly cackled crazily. He grabbed the broken sword at his chest with both hands and allowed its nomological power to slice through his body, but he remained unperturbed.


    His armor and flesh werecerated by the nomological power, but he managed to pull the broken sword out of his chest.


    <i>ng!</i>


    Xiao threw the broken sword to the ground. His almost shattered heart and the wounds on his body were rapidly healing at an unbelievable speed. In the blink of an eye, he hadpletely recovered.


    “Invincible Connate Divine Art?” An Tianzuo frowned as he looked at Xiao. He recognized the power.


    Floating in the air, Xiao stoppedughing and said coldly, “Your so-calledw is just a product of the strong’s circlejerk. Only by being strong enough can you set thew and ignore imperial authority. If you aren’t strong enough, talking about thew and sanctions is just a joke. If you, An Tianzuo, say that there arews, there can bews. That’s because you are strong enough, but what’s the difference between that and imperial authority? It’s just a difference in name. An Tianzuo, your nomological sword is ultimately a sword of authority. Why are you fooling yourself?”


    At their level, battle was no longer a battle of pure technique. It was a battle of faith.


    If a person knew that he was in the wrong, he could fight with all his might without any distractions. But even a momentarypse in concentration could be a fatal w.


    On the other hand, if one believed that they were in the right, their beliefs unbreakable, they could deliver 120% of their original strength.


    An Tianzuo remained unmoved as he extended his hand and beckoned. The broken sword automatically flew back into his palm. An Tianzuo held the broken sword and said, “It doesn’t matter. I’ve never believed in equality for everyone. My methods are for thew, and only for thew.”


    With that said, An Tianzuo walked towards Xiao step by step. The broken sword in his hand produced the nomologicalw that constantly condensed on it like a chain. It mended the damaged sword body and made its power stronger.


    Xiao held the broken bow. His Terror power was strange and unpredictable. He had used many powers, so it was difficult to tell which power he had.


    At the instant An Tianzuo raised his sword, Xiao took a step forward. With this step, the entire world seemed to press down on An Tianzuo. This wasn’t the Dugu family’s Trajectory movement technique, but the Xia family’s Path to Snatching Heaven.


    No matter how Xiao’s movement technique and strength changed, the broken sword in An Tianzuo’s hand remained the same. It didn’t have many tricks or various magical abilities, but all opposing might was destroyed by his sword force. No matter how Xiao transformed, he couldn’t gain the upper hand.


    “Xiao, there’s no time for you to continue ying.” A voice sounded from the altar as a figure walked out from behind a stone pir with a g nted.


    The person was dressed very simrly to Xiao. He was also wearing armor and a mask, but his figure was even taller and brawnier. He was nearly three meters tall and no longer looked like a normal human.


    An Tianzuo and An Sheng’s hearts tightened. What they were most worried about had happened.


    The other party had spent so much effort to lure them here. There was no reason for Xiao to be alone.


    In fact, it was true. The man walked out from behind the stone pir and slowly walked to the stone pir where Ouyang Lan was. He nced at the nearly unconscious Ouyang Lan who was chained to the stone pir.


    “It’s none of your business,” Xiao said.


    “I don’t want to interfere either, but they have to die,” the man said as he raised his fist. His fist emitted a sun-like glow as it sted at Ouyang Lan with scorching power.


    “Stop...” An Sheng mmed into the altar with all his might. He wasn’t strong enough to break through the altar’s barrier as it only resulted in him fracturing his bones. Blood seeped out of his mouth and nose.


    Knowing that it was impossible to rush in, An Sheng gritted his teeth as his eyes emitted a demonic glow. It was as though numbers were flowing in his pupils.


    Inside the altar, the man’s arm seemed to be bound by an invisible rope. He paused slightly and turned to look at An Sheng.


    An Sheng bled from his seven orifices as the strange light in his eyes intensified.


    “Annoying worm.” The man turned his arm and threw a punch at An Sheng.


    <i>Boom!</i>


    An Sheng didn’t have the time to dodge. As his body was drowned by the sun-like punch, a huge crater was sted open in the ground.