Baron Wei's voice boomed, followed by the buzzing of the harp strings that roared like lightning and thunder coming out of the sky, merging once again in the mancolor, predominantly orange.The thousand soldiers and Sages were re-energized, erupting Orange Energy to join the mystical hum of the harp strings.The two great powers of the Flying Sword Sect once again collided with the light of heavenly flames, a vibrant bluish-green that came out from the tip of Nangong Rong's sword.Duar!This was an unforgivable time. The faces of all the practitioners of the Flying Sword Sect, from the Reliable Horsemen to the Sage and Baron Wei, were as white as paper. The third time... en masse, everyone had once released a gulp of blood, now being injured en masse.Nangong Rong became more and more arrogant, shining like a god, consumed with pride in his immortal abilities. He said sinisterly..."To me, all of you are nothing more than ants. Even that soul power Immortal is nothing. He was and is n

Fear grew as everyone watched Nangong Rong wave the sword in his hand.At that moment, the Fire Domain formed again behind Nangong Rong, then came out from within the domain, gliding quickly. The Three Thousand Swords in the form of swirling flames threatened to scorch the young man.Nangong Rong himself was seen unceasingly forming strange seals on his chest for the purpose of controlling the Three Thousand Flame Sword. All of them were twisted, evil-looking things filled with hot energy that could destroy even a country.Nangong Rong said arrogantly, "All the techniques and all the swordsmanship in this world I have learned...Even if I wanted to, I could defeat a human demigod and cut his throat.You are just one ant, absolutely nothing in front of me."Die!Nangong Rong then awakened the sword spirits within the Three Thousand Flame Swords, which were now chasing each other rapidly, like ghosts ready to roast Fen-fen into dust.Meanwhile, seen behind the Three Thousand Flame Sword

Fen-fen uttered the words "Rest" in a voice that sounded soft but contained a majestic command. The ground in the Desert Plateau trembled violently;the ground wobbled, venting the absorbed energy, which entered his dantian and was then transmitted to his palm. Meanwhile, the sky seemed to split open, and thousands of Mei Hua flowers rushed out from the cracks, sprinting like swords with a ruddy color."Break!"Nangong Rong gave a grim look when he saw Fen-fen commanding the energy from Earth and Heaven, simultaneously gathering it into a sword aura in the form of Mei Hua flowers.Not to be outdone by the flood of energy Fen-fen commanded, Nangong Rong scratched the sky with the Fire Immortal Sword.The Sword Commands the Sun!Nangong Rong blocked Fen-fen's attack with a god-class technique, the Sun Commanding Sword. Indeed, the Fire Immortal Sword in Nangong Rong's hand was a legendary weapon of ancient times.Baron Wei, an old Elf, had been watching the sword in Nangong Rong's hand

Nangong Rong changed his expression for the worse. His arrogance as a glorified Benus Silver Sword God—a mortal world that he didn't look at at all—was challenged by another figure who was no less than he was—the Immortal.This was something that could not be tolerated. The young man, the other Immortal, was even able to rush him with a Formless Sword Elemental attack. That was only the second step of the 9-Step Unmatched Sword Art series.From afar, the distance between the giant forms of the two Immortals, Nangong Rong roared, inflamed and raging at the young man in curses."You are just one lowly mortal. You've never even tasted the swift flow of heavenly Qi from our Wonderland. How dare you show your arrogance in front of me, the blessed Son of Heaven from that wonderland world?You haven't even seen the foreign wonders and experts beyond measure in our wonderland world... Now I'll show you who the Blessed Son of Heaven really is," Nangong Rong cursed. His face turned serious.The

When one realm is disturbed, the other realms will also be disturbed. The balance of Yin and Yang must be maintained. This was discussed in the previous chapter,"The Red World Chapter," that the balance of the Realms is divided into three: The Wonderland Realm, the Mortal Realm, and the Underground Realm/Hell of the World of the Dead.Nangong Rong, however, grew even angrier. He cursed in a voice that echoed through the sky, full of hatred and arrogance."Shut your mouth, mortal! Nothing can stand in my way, darling of Wonderland. You have aroused my wrath. This Sun Sword bears witness that there is no power in this mortal world that does not bow the knee under my sword."Nangong Rong's voice sounded scary. He moved his sword, the Sun swayed slowly, growing weary as the great energy was again absorbed into the sword in his hand. The fading sunlight seemed to be a silent witness to the crimes committed by Nangong Rong.Along with the stomping of his sword, the sound of screams could b