Chapter 536: Chapter 536: Unsung Hero
As for whether Yang Tian would live or die, their opinions were very similar to Song Cheng’s, all believing there was no suspense!
After all, one was a well-known disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, while the other was an unknown figure.
Even the short-statured man approached, as if awaiting death.
If Song Cheng hadn’t threatened them in front of everyone, they surely would have sneered.
Mocking Yang Tian’s inadequacy, mocking Yang Tian’s selfishness!
Among those present, only Murong had her mouth open wide, as if she wanted to speak but hesitated!
After all, she had personally seen Yang Tian in Tianyuan City, single-handedly kill Yan Kuan, destroy Luo Tong, and take down three elders of the Luosa Sect.
"Fly... fly... flying? This... how is this possible? That’s the Dragon Sword of the Divine Sword Sect!"
No one knew how long it had been, but after the Dragon Sword was defeated with just a single finger’s difference, when Lin Jingyun flew past, someone finally cried out in shock.
Do you know why the Shenjian Sect could rise to dominance in the Northern Region?
It was all because of the Dragon God Sword!
According to legend, the Dragon God Sword was an unparalleled swordsmanship technique left behind from the era of the Truth Kingdom, when it was explored by ancient powerful forces!
For a long time, however, no one paid it any mind. It had been buried!
Until 800 years ago, when the Divine Dragon Taoist, the founder of the Divine Sword Sect, coincidentally obtained the Imperial Dragon Sword and founded the Divine Sword Sect. This unique swordsmanship flourished for 400 years, replacing the original Four Sects led by the Luosa Sect and becoming the Northern Region’s hegemon.
Furthermore, all disciples in the Northern Region had witnessed the power of the Dragon Sword. When drawn, it transformed into an Azure Dragon, intimidating enemies with its dragon form before delivering unparalleled, devastating attacks to slay opponents!
Simply put, once the Dragon Sword was unsheathed, it was nearly an undefeatable existence at the same level!
But now, what was happening?
Lin Jingyun, a disciple of Shenjian Sect from the late Yuan dynasty, lost to Yang Tian with just a single finger—not to mention the Dragon Sword.
How could this be possible?
As one of Shenjian Sect’s elites, Song Cheng now wore a deeply furrowed expression. Lin Jingyun being defeated by Yang Tian was completely unexpected.
This compelled him to abandon his looting attempt and instead look at Yang Tian, asking, "Who are you?"
But Yang Tian seemed to have no intention of answering him and continued walking toward the Soul Fixing Grass, as if he held no regard for Song Cheng at all.
However, when the Shenjian Sect hadn’t yet made an appearance, this new face, Yang Tian, had already captured the attention of many.
Without the influence of clan elders, many still found his presence impactful!
Thus, upon returning before the gods, someone finally recognized Yang Tian and shouted loudly, "Yes... yes... that’s him, he’s from the Luosa Sect, Mou Yi!"
"Yes, yes! That’s him! I remember now. He’s indeed from the Luosa Sect!"
"The Luosa Sect was one of the former Four Sects, but I never imagined it hid such a master within!"
"Who could have thought he’d be able to force back a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect?"
For a moment, with such reminders, the people present finally recognized Yang Tian.
"The Luosa Sect?"
Song Cheng instantly became enraged at Yang Tian’s attitude and sneered coldly.
Especially upon hearing the phrase "worthy of being part of the former Four Sects," he immediately glanced at the two men and two women with blank, frozen faces on his left, and said, "He’s one of your Luosa Sect members?"
"Ah? He’s ours?"
Faced with Song Cheng’s question, the two men and one woman were struck dumb, as if hit by lightning, trembling all over!
Because they were disciples of Luosha Sect—Jin Ze, Zhu Cheng, Ji Fu, and Wei Rong—who had become separated from Yang Tian after entering this mysterious realm.
Particularly Jin Ze, who had always maintained a nonchalant attitude ever since they parted ways with Yang Tian.
Yet, when Yang Tian left alone, Jin Ze had devised a malicious plan.
That plan was to use Yang Tian as bait to draw attention from other sects, allowing them to smoothly and profitably reach the core area of this secret domain in pursuit of better opportunities!
Thus, there was the earlier event on the mountain, where Lei Zhang and others had been ambushed by Yang Tian.
But Jin Ze had never imagined that Yang Tian, far from dying along the way, would instead reach the core, decisively defeating Shenjian Sect’s disciple Lin Jingyun.
Although Jin Ze was shocked by Yang Tian’s strength, he was even more terrified of Song Cheng.
Jin Ze was one of the strongest disciples of the Luosha Sect, second only to Yan Kuan, and he was well aware of Song Cheng’s power. Song Cheng held strong ties with several senior elders of Shenjian Sect, not to mention that he still carried the sword curse gifted to him by Shen Jianlu.
Even if Yang Tian could repel Lin Jingyun with just a finger, he absolutely couldn’t be Song Cheng’s match!
Thus, when Jin Ze saw Song Cheng, his initial surprise quickly faded, and he shook his head, saying, "I don’t know, Senior Brother Cheng. We... we don’t recognize him. He’s just a fool bold enough to attack your disciples and deserves punishment!"
"Oh? You don’t know him?"
Song Cheng naturally saw through Jin Ze’s lie, but he wasn’t actually concerned. To him, just seeing Jin Ze refuse to admit knowing Yang Tian was enough to satisfy his arrogance!
So, instead of debating further, he sneered disdainfully at Yang Tian and said, "Kid, you’ve surprised me by defeating Lin Jingyun, but your luck ends here. You’ve harmed my disciples and now covet what’s in my hands—you will suffer under my punishment!"
"Senior Brother is truly powerful!"
With the Emperor’s sword raised high, Song Cheng unleashed a burst of brilliant golden light, causing the disciples of Shenjian Sect to cheer one after another.
Lin Jingyun, who had just struggled to stand after being beaten by Yang Tian, sneered coldly, "With Senior Brother wielding the sword, that little beast is doomed to die!"
The three disciples of Luosa Sect—Jin Ze, Zhu Cheng, and Ji Fu—stared at Yang Tian, whose form was enshrouded in the radiant golden light, and couldn’t help but ridicule, "He’s really walking to his death all on his own."
Only the elder Liu Weirong of Luosha Sect muttered anxiously to himself, "He... he’s really going to die?"
Murong Yan held similar thoughts as well, her heart pounding uncontrollably. Could Yang Tian withstand this blow?
In truth, Murong Yan’s emotions were deeply conflicted at this moment!
As a disciple of Shenjian Sect, it was only natural for her to rejoice at Song Cheng’s overwhelming power.
More importantly, if Yang Tian died, the magical skills tied to her would also dissipate!
It could be said that Yang Tian’s death would completely benefit Murong Yan!
Yet, for some reason, when she recalled how Yang Tian had killed Luo Tong and forcefully toppled the statues of Elder Xu and Elder Liu in Tianyuan City, she couldn’t bring herself to wish for his death.
Despite her logical reasoning, she didn’t want Yang Tian to die in such a manner!
Out of respect for Martial Emperor-level martial arts, Murong Yan focused all her strength to glance through the blazing golden light, wanting to witness how Yang Tian would meet his end under Song Cheng’s sword.
Yet, as Murong Yan shifted her gaze, she was instantly dumbfounded!
Because under the shimmering golden light, a hand suddenly extended outward and firmly gripped Song Cheng’s Imperial Sword. That same hand clenched tightly.
Crack!
One of the Divine Sword Sect’s Three Great Elders, who was bonded with his sword—Divine Weapon Elder’s treasured sword, graced by the Divine Weapon Emperor himself—was crushed in its entirety by that single hand as though it were mere plastic.
In that instant, accompanying the appearance of the hand, Yang Tian, dressed in black with cold eyes and black hair cascading, emerged slowly from the golden radiance. He held the Soul Fixing Grass in one hand, and the shattered fragments of the Emperor’s sword in the other, and looked at Song Cheng with a faint smile, saying softly, "You call yourself worthy of troubling me?"
"I... I... I..."
At this moment, the expression of triumph on Song Cheng’s face had not even fully bloomed before his entire being was seized with panic!