Chapter 599: Chapter 599: It’s Too Late
The old man arrogantly swung his sword at Yang Tian.
However, just when it seemed there was no chance for Yang Tian or anyone else to survive under his blade, Yang Tian calmly extended two fingers.
Clang!
The blue sword was firmly caught between Yang Tian’s two fingers, leaving the old man utterly dumbfounded.
"Why were you angry just now?"
With a snapping sound, Yang Tian broke the sword with his fingers. Then, he casually glanced at the old man and asked.
Broke... broke... broken... shattered?
A magical weapon, passed down through countless years, was casually snapped in half by Yang Tian’s two fingers right in front of me?
And even after summoning the mightiest magic, where was the wrath of the Azure Dragon?
The old man was stunned. Staring at Yang Tian, holding the broken sword in his hand, he couldn’t utter a single word.
In his eyes, this was something that simply shouldn’t, and couldn’t, happen. Yet, it did!
One must know, the wrath of the Azure Dragon was his ultimate magical force!
This magic was not only immensely powerful but was also accompanied by an overwhelming spiritual attack, like a dragon’s roar!
It could be said that an ordinary person—even someone powerful—when facing the spiritual attack of the Azure Dragon’s wrath for the first time, would be overwhelmed by fear before they could react, sealing their doom!
But when it came to Yang Tian, why did it have no effect whatsoever?
"Why? Why were you able to nullify the old man’s rage?"
The baffled old man finally shouted desperately at Yang Tian.
"Why‧"
Seeing him like this, Yang Tian merely opened his mouth with indifference and said, "Because I’ve seen this trick before."
"Seen it before? This... how is that possible? Where did you see it?" The old man refused to believe Yang Tian’s words.
Even Di Hai and Su E looked at Yang Tian curiously, wondering where he had seen it before.
Or was Yang Tian simply playing tricks on the old man from the Jianling Sect?
But Yang Tian remained unfazed, and without being fooled, he calmly uttered a name: "Qinglong Jianzhong."
That’s right!
It was Qinglong Jianzhong, the Vice Emperor of the Jianling Sect, who ruled over the boundaries of heaven and earth.
Qinglong Jianzhong, who had once belittled Yang Tian as an ant, ultimately met a brutal end at Yang Tian’s hands.
The wrath of the Blue Dragon was his most powerful magical display.
"The swordsman of the Green Dragon?"
At first, the old man seemed stunned, but he suddenly blurted out, "Yes... was that the child of Bo Cheng? Is that who you... did you watch him unleash his rage? And then what happened?"
"What happened next?"
When Yang Tian heard the old man’s question, he merely smiled faintly and said nothing.
Yet the implication was clear. The World has no one left who wields the Green Dragon Treasure Sword.
Di Hai, upon realizing this, audibly drew a cold breath.
Even before the great parting within the Sect, he had harbored suspicions!
After all, Qinglong Jianzhong was the Deputy Sect Master of Zongjian Ridge. Even after Yang Tian defeated Li Yicai, Qinglong Jianzhong, as the sect’s second-in-command, had never reappeared—even after the Three Sects’ masters had taken to the stage.
It wasn’t that Qinglong Jianzhong hadn’t made an appearance—it was that he had already fallen to Yang Tian!
Di Hai could understand the implication behind Yang Tian’s words, but the old man could not.
"Bai Cheng! My disciple!"
The old man howled in grief and then fixed his bloodshot eyes on Yang Tian. "You dare kill my disciple? The old man vows to take your life!"
At these words, the old man, disregarding everything, shattered his treasure sword and, with superb swordsmanship, slashed toward Yang Tian’s head.
However, before the swing could complete, Yang Tian sent out a single finger.
Crack! Yang Tian’s finger landed precisely at the seven-inch vital spot of the sword soul, shattering it into pieces. Blood sprayed from the old man’s mouth as he was sent flying backward.
Yang Tian slowly retracted his finger and stood there with his hands behind his back. "You’ve only witnessed the wrath of the Azure Dragon but remain unaware of the second."
"...The second? The second is... what is that?"
The old man, sitting on the ground and struggling to hold back the blood threatening to burst from his mouth, stared at Yang Tian in disbelief and asked.
Yang Tian, seeing his pitiful state, smiled faintly. "The second is a disparity in strength—you’re simply too weak."
Plop!
Upon hearing this, the old man could no longer suppress the overwhelming pressure he had been holding in. Blood sprayed three feet from his mouth as he collapsed!
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To defeat the scattered Immortals, Yang Tian took only a moment to observe before breaking through the Forbidden Energy surge within the canyon.
After all, memories of respecting the art of devouring demons remained vivid in his mind. Yang Tian fully grasped the methods of confrontation—these were Immortal-level entities. While the scattered fairies had arranged themselves in formation, they barely registered in his eyes.
Afterward, Yang Tian quickly pieced together the old man’s identity and background without difficulty.
The old man was named Jiang Hao. He was the elder brother of Zongjian Ridge’s former sect master. Qinglong Jianzhong had been his final master before being slain by Yang Tian.
Back then, those Three Sages, upon discovering the Immortal Battlefield and uncovering a way to practice the ghostly arts, immediately secluded themselves within the canyon.
The area around the canyon harbored withered, nourished Immortals, strengthening and concealing the Three Sages over time.
Once everything was primed, they infiltrated the Monster World through the Demon Domain’s entrance. As Di Hai had mentioned, this was a common practice among many monsters. Most powerful beings preferred solitary existence.
Their actions, however, disrupted the balance, leading to Demon Domain’s utter devastation!
However, there was one detail Di Hai did not know—that within the Demon Domain existed an ancient devil of annihilation, and without that devil, the Demon Domain couldn’t stand!
As a realm opened by the ancient might of gods, the Demon Kingdom possessed abundant resources, akin to a genuine kingdom.
Having eradicated all the monsters, the Three Sages claimed the Monster Kingdom for themselves.
Thus, they prepared within this domain to face the future’s inevitable calamity.
"Heavenly tribulation?"
Su Youu frowned slightly upon hearing the old man’s explanation. "Didn’t the Three Sages rebuild themselves after failing their tribulation? If they’ve already severed further opportunities, why face such tribulations now?"
Yang Tian also glanced at the explanation with faint confusion.
Yet the former Qinglong Jianzhong, Jiang Hao, sneered. "Ignorant boy! If the Three Sages truly severed all chances of advancing on the Tao, why would we bother to occupy the Demon Domain’s immense resources? The Three Sages haven’t merely decided to transcend tribulations; they plan to face *twelve rounds of heavenly tribulation*!"
"Twelve? But... isn’t that an endless storm of lightning—the fabled death of heaven and earth?"
Upon hearing Jiang Hao’s words, Su Youu jumped and stared anxiously at Yang Tian.
After all, his master, Di Hai, had once told him that Yang Tian’s existence defied such terminal calamities.
But Jiang Hao clearly ignored Su Youu’s reaction. Instead, he proudly smiled and declared, "Indeed, it is the legendary world-ending storm—an infinitely vast sea of lightning. But the twelve levels of tribulation surpass even the final calamity that Immortals face!"
"Surpass?" The word left everyone in shock and disbelief.
Jiang Hao let out another cold laugh. "Yes, surpass! Each level is crossed one at a time. With each crossing, the strength multiplies tens or even hundreds of times! Upon completing all twelve levels, once we Three Sages soar, our power will ascend to the heavens themselves!"
Even as a captive, Jiang Hao maintained his arrogance. When mentioning the Three Sages’ heavenly tribulation, his contempt for everything was palpable!
In his view, while Yang Tian’s power exceeded expectations, what of it?
He had only just passed the first of the twelve stages!
Behind him, within the Demon Domain, there were many who had already surpassed several stages!