Chapter 123: Supreme Sword Dao
“You’ve lost before too, right?” Lu Family Holy Son asked Jiang Che, hoping for some reassurance.
“Actually, no,” Jiang Che replied softly, like a caring older brother. “They used to mock me, but I’ve since silenced them.”
“You spoke as if from personal experience?” Lu Family Holy Son expression stiffened.
“I’ve seen it happen often enough to be familiar with it,” Jiang Che explained. “And I do look forward to someone giving me such an experience. I have high hopes for you, hoping you’ll grant me a defeat in the Supreme Palace.”
Everyone was left speechless, both young and old. Here was Jiang Che, intimidating others into submission and then casually inviting them to defeat him. It was a taunt through and through.
Lu Clan Holy Son emotions were complex. He wanted to challenge Jiang Che immediately but felt utterly powerless recalling Jiang Che’s overwhelming aura.
“Jiang Che is increasingly resembling those from Pure Yang Holy Land,” commented an elder.
“Injustice!” protested Zhiyang Zhenren from Pure Yang Holy Land. “We don’t have such shameless people in our land!”
“Jiang Che is indeed different from other young prodigies. Not only in talent and strength, but his mindset is also admirable,” another strong cultivator remarked. “With such power, yet devoid of arrogance, is truly rare.”
Lu Clan Holy Son mixed emotions were apparent. While he longed to overpower Jiang Che and prove himself, he was constrained by the realization of Jiang Che’s superior strength.
A strong warrior exclaimed in admiration. “Most prodigies, due to being adored and revered from a young age, develop a self-centered mindset, displaying immense pride and seldom considering others as equals.”
However, not all islands held treasures. Among them, five opportunities were particularly important, scattered across various islands. The original text only mentioned a few, leaving the rest undisclosed.
Jiang Chen did not plan to claim all opportunities, as some were part of the plot. Claiming them could mean missing out on rewards. Furthermore, they were not particularly beneficial to him. Instead of seeking them, he preferred to wait for rewards.
Soon, Jiang Chen arrived above an island, an odd one with a mountain resembling a divine sword, rising sharply, exuding immense sword intent. Below it lay a palace, also shaped like a divine sword.
This was his target – the island holding the Supreme Sword Dao inheritance. As Jiang Chen stepped in, the island shook violently as if a mechanism was triggered.
The ground in front of the palace cracked open, and a figure burst out with a mighty aura. It was an eighth-level Great Master Realm creature – a peculiar beast resembling the surrounding environment, shaped like a divine sword.
The Sword Beast, as named in the original story, had an innate affinity for the sword, with unparalleled talent in swordsmanship.
Countless sword lights, like a mighty river, surged out, ravaging everything in their path, splitting the ground and shattering the void.
“Great Master Realm!” exclaimed Yan Ruyu, taken aback by the beast’s strength.
Jing Muyu, seeing such a creature for the first time, was filled with curiosity, undisturbed. Facing the Sword Beast’s attack, Jiang Chen remained unfazed and flicked his finger.
A beam of divine light shot out, seemingly ordinary but immensely powerful. It pierced through the onslaught of sword energy, which couldn’t withstand Jiang Chen’s divine light.
In the next moment, with a loud bang, the divine light penetrated the Sword Beast’s body, causing it to explode and disperse into light, disappearing into the world.
The Sword Beast, in its final moments, appeared shockingly unable to comprehend its own fragility. A mere casual strike from Jiang Chen had annihilated it.