CHAPTER 1212: CHAPTER 1213: ONE SLASH, ONE KILL

Mo Er Gongzi was killed in a single move.

The onlookers were all dumbfounded, it was an outcome they could never have imagined, even in their dreams.

In their eyes, even if Mo Er Gongzi was not a match for Cang Rong, he could at least exchange a few moves with him.

Mo Er Gongzi was a renowned figure in the Ancient Demon Continent, born into the Eight Great Royal Clans, with noble blood and much stronger than martial artists in the same realm.

Even if he wasn’t among the strongest of his peers, he was still able to hold his own against people like Ye Jianxiu.

But such a person couldn’t even withstand a single move from Cang Rong and was slain with one strike.

It could even be said that Mo Er Gongzi didn’t even force Cang Rong to show his strength; Cang Rong effortlessly killed Mo Er Gongzi with a single strike, without any pressure. No one knows if he used his full power.

If he used his full power, it would be fine, but if this was just a small fraction of Cang Rong’s strength...

At this thought, the onlooking martial artists shivered, and many suddenly realized the truth.

The Saint Dragon Secret Realm, hailed as the Holy Land, doesn’t have its reputation without reason, and for hundreds of years, no one from the Ancient Demon Continent has been able to join the Saint Dragon Secret Realm, this isn’t false.

Although Cang Rong is only at the Immortal Realm, his strength is much stronger than even quasi-emperors.

"Can’t even take one strike, what a waste."

On the arena, Cang Rong looked at the dead Mo Er Gongzi and spoke disdainfully.

There wasn’t any hint of pride on his face; it was as if he had done something trivial, as simple as crushing an ant.

"Is that all the quasi-emperors of the Ancient Demon Continent amount to? Can’t even take one of my moves, yet they wish to join the Saint Dragon Secret Realm?"

Cang Rong swept his gaze over the martial artists and demon gods present, sneering.

"Hmph, just because you killed a Mo Er Gongzi, you become arrogant? Do you really think our Ancient Demon Continent is devoid of heroes?"

A cold snort suddenly echoed, and then a streak of tunneling light directly stepped onto the arena.

This person was a human martial artist, carrying a spirit sword on his back.

This person was precisely Song Jian, who had fought with Chu Fengmian outside, the most gifted genius of the previous generation of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

Although he had suffered a crushing defeat at Chu Fengmian’s hands outside, Song Jian’s strength was much stronger than Mo Er Gongzi.

"It’s Song Jian, he finally couldn’t hold back."

Seeing Song Jian make a move, many people were somewhat surprised.

When outside, Song Jian had just lost face in front of Chu Fengmian. One would have thought he would leave the banquet directly, but unexpectedly, he took the initiative to act.

"He must be trying to regain his dignity; if he can defeat Cang Rong, it would also prove his strength."

"Who do you think is stronger, Cang Rong or Chu Fengmian?"

Suddenly, someone couldn’t help but ask.

Seeing Cang Rong, many people thought of Chu Fengmian.

Chu Fengmian was also not a quasi-emperor; he’s at the Immortal Realm but was able to defeat Song Jian, Ye Jianxiu, and even drive away the Fire Dragon King.

Vaguely, he had become the dark horse of the younger generation in the Ancient Demon Continent.

"I don’t know, but we’ll only know after a fight. However, Cang Rong should be a bit stronger, after all, he hails from the Saint Dragon Secret Realm."

Even without a fight, many still felt that Cang Rong should be slightly stronger.

Not for any other reason but because of Cang Rong’s origin; the Saint Dragon Secret Realm is invincible among those of the same realm just for this reason.

"So does that mean Song Jian is guaranteed to lose?"

Some couldn’t help but say.

"Not necessarily, Song Jian’s defeat to Chu Fengmian was also partly due to carelessness. An arrogant army is doomed to lose. Now that he has lost face in front of Chu Fengmian, he might get serious when dealing with Cang Rong."

Another martial artist chimed in.

Cang Rong’s arrogant demeanor made many of the Ancient Demon Continent’s martial artists and demon gods hope for someone to defeat Cang Rong and salvage some dignity for the Ancient Demon Continent.

"It seems many people have some confidence in you."

On the arena, Cang Rong looked at Song Jian, still with uncollected disdain in his eyes.

"Just like before, you make the first move to avoid claims of me not giving you a chance."

Arrogant!

Just as when he faced Mo Er Gongzi before, the same arrogance, these words showed that Cang Rong still didn’t see Song Jian in his eyes.

"Does Cang Rong think he can defeat Song Jian in one move?"

"Impossible, Song Jian’s strength is comparable to Ye Jianxiu’s, ranking in the top ten of the Emperor Candidates List; it’s impossible to defeat in a single move."

"Cang Rong is too arrogant, and such arrogance is bound to lead to defeat."

Even after killing Mo Er Gongzi in one move, no one believed that Cang Rong could defeat Song Jian in one move.

"Hmph!"

Song Jian snorted coldly and said nothing more.

However, the killing intent flickered in his eyes, showing his extreme anger. In an instant, his sword was unsheathed.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, man and sword became one, the Sword Intent of the Sword God Realm fully erupted, transforming into the most powerful strike towards Cang Rong.

"The strongest sword! This is Song Jian’s secret technique, focusing all his strength into this single sword! Betting it all on the power of this sword!"

The power of this sword soared into the sky, its speed reaching the utmost limit, so fast that even those with slightly weaker strength couldn’t see this sword light’s existence.

"This sword should at least be able to force out this person’s true strength."

Many true emperors mumbled to themselves.

They couldn’t make a move, but they also wanted to see what Cang Rong’s true strength was.

How defying the heavens the Saint Dragon Secret Realm truly was.

"Sword God Realm, not bad, but it’s merely a recently advanced Sword God Realm; it might be enough in the Ancient Demon Continent, but in my Saint Dragon Secret Realm."

"Not worth mentioning!"

These four words ’Not worth mentioning’ were uttered, and the blade in Cang Rong’s hand moved once more, unsheathed again, accompanied by the roar of dragons and tigers.

"Roar!"

Amidst the roar of dragons and tigers, two blade lights collided with Song Jian’s sword light.

Then, in an instant, Song Jian’s sword light was shattered on the spot, and simultaneously these two blade lights enveloped Song Jian’s body.

"Crack!"

Just like Mo Er Gongzi before, blood spurted wildly, and Song Jian was completely slain under this strike.

The two blade lights not only killed Song Jian’s body but also his life force. In one strike, his life force was completely annihilated, falling immediately on the spot.

Silence.

Inside the palace, there was silence.

The death of Mo Er Gongzi was noisy, but Song Jian’s death was silent.

Many martial artists and demon gods didn’t even dare to breathe loudly, standing there trembling, their eyes full of terror.

Even like Ye Jianxiu and the Second Prince, their eyes filled with extreme fear as they looked at Cang Rong.

One strike to kill Song Jian.

This level of strength can’t be distinguished between strong and weak; it is terrifying.