Thud...

The Blood Dome Sword pierced through Black Crow, slashing Xiao Yuan. With a crack, a top-tier Earth Level defense armor was instantly shattered in half, and scorching blood splattered out, staining Chu Ming's white robe.

Boom!

Just as Chu Ming was about to attack again, a silver blade light curved down from the sky like a hanging galaxy, slowing time.

In a flash, Chu Ming's left hand clenched tightly, muscles stretching, terrifying red light dazzling to the extreme. It was as if the world had but one entity, transforming into a wild dragon to fiercely blast towards the silver blade light.

Bang bang bang...

With one punch, Chu Ming instantly shattered the blade light. The chaotic light scattered like countless broken worlds, surging towards all directions. Amidst the white wave of blades, an icy pair of eyes quietly stared at Chu Ming, the Sword Intent rampant, as if about to shatter the Endless Cosmos.

Emperor Wuji!

"Hmm?"

Feeling the immense power from Chu Ming's arm, Emperor Wuji hummed lightly, but was not too astonished. After all, Chu Ming had absorbed the Dragon Bone Essence, his strength surely had increased substantially, possibility even manifesting real Dragon Power.

"Even if you absorbed the Dragon Bone Essence, today you will still die!"

Immediately, Emperor Wuji flicked his robe lightly with his left finger. His eyes were cold, and golden light erupted from within, resembling a small sun. His gaze blasted with gold light, like a deity.

Boom!

Holding the saber in his right hand, black hair flying, Emperor Wuji slashed out dozens of times in an instant. These slashes layered to form a dense web of blades, rushing towards Chu Ming, smashing the space at the blade edge and forming a deep black hole.

"Myriad Swords Return to the Root!"

Chu Ming's eyes blazed, with one hundred and eight acupoints inside emitting scorching light like miniature suns. The spirals surged, and the surrounding spiritual power crazily channeled into Chu Ming's body.

Boom!

Countless dazzling lights evolved in Chu Ming's hands, forming a Sword River that directly enveloped Emperor Wuji.

Bang bang bang...

Blade light and Sword Aura collided in the air, sparking like brilliant fireworks. Chu Ming's body flipped backward, gaze calm as he looked at Emperor Wuji whose body subtly trembled, completely dissipating the dreadful recoil force, with an indifferent expression.

"What?! This Chu Ming can actually withstand a move from Emperor Wuji unscathed. Does this mean Chu Ming now possesses the strength to challenge the six great powerhouses?"

A White Robe Steward from Bright Mansion was shocked, almost as if he had seen a ghost. Although Chu Ming only blocked one move from Emperor Wuji, among the six great powerhouses, the strongest undoubtably was Emperor Wuji. The other five great powerhouses would also need to be extremely cautious facing an attack from him.

"Haha, Emperor Wuji's combat power is beyond your imagination. Watch carefully, today you'll see true grandeur!"

A Blade God Palace steward said calmly, his eyes faintly concealing his pridefulness, with a cold tone, full of vigor.

The Blade God Palace crowd, all Blade Masters, wore gray robes with a knife shadow jade carving at their waists, and the cuffs adorned with a yellow long saber, exuding vigorous might.

"Blade God Palace has such arrogance. But I wonder what would happen if Emperor Wuji provoked a Mighty Sovereign casually for your palace. How would the Sword God Emperor respond?"

Nangong Yueling and Zhang Xingyun's eyes concealed their dissatisfaction. At this moment, the Blade God Palace steward's words were obviously belittling others. Zhang Xingyun immediately stood up to refute.

Humph!

The Blade God Palace steward's smile turned stiffly, reminded by Zhang Xingyun, realizing in that blood-colored coffin lay a formidable ancient powerhouse who could rival the Sword God Emperor. Even if the Sword God Emperor was present, he wouldn't dare to offend easily.

Nangong Yueling stared at the two in the sky. Initially, she was dissatisfied with Chu Ming challenging the dignity of the six great powerhouses, but now Emperor Wuji made her hope Chu Ming could defeat him, albeit knowing it was unlikely. Only those who fought Emperor Wuji truly understood his power.

Boom boom boom!

Emperor Wuji and Chu Ming clashed furiously, blade light and shadows intertwined, dazzling everyone. Black space cracks continuously spread and mended. The Xiao and Lin Family members had already stopped fighting, hiding far away. Only Mu Yuan and Lin Xiong remained unaffected, exchanging blows in the air.

Chu Ming retreated step by step, faintly regretting not learning the Purple Qi Eastward technique, which would have prevented such passivity. Although Emperor Wuji could fling him away, wounding him was extremely difficult, since his physical body was now as strong as someone in the fourth or fifth level of Realm of Transcendence.

Boom!

"Sword Subdues the Star River!"

Emperor Wuji roared, his white robe fluttering madly, his gaze pouring golden light. A terrifying starlight descended from the sky, and he stepped forward with vigorous momentum, grabbing as if seizing countless stars rather than a blade.

Rumble!

With one slash, the sky changed dramatically, the Heavenly Dao descended, directly crushing Chu Ming with a terrifying force, making his body sink.

"Begone!"

Chu Ming roared, his internal Desolate Power bursting like an ocean. Red flames roared, forming a magnificent Glazed Battle Armor on his body, a blood-colored figure transforming into a flooding Blood River, attacking the incoming blade light with a punch.

Boom boom boom!

The world changed color. Martial artists within hundreds of meters of their battle's shockwave collapsed to their knees, vomiting blood uncontrollably, looking fearfully at the intense duel in the sky.

"What is that monster?!"

Just then, a Great Freedom Palace steward shakily pointed at the bloody figure in the sky, his visage terrifying as if he saw a ghost.

Amidst the dispersed smoke in the far sky, Chu Ming and Emperor Wuji's figures appeared, Emperor Wuji's body glowing faintly. His protective blade aura seemed to pierce through the void, daunting to gaze at. Meanwhile, Chu Ming's expression was calm, unaffected by collapsing mountains, but the people dared not underestimate him now.

"What is that monster?"

Emperor Wuji's face looked uncertainly at the Six-armed Asura, his caution reaching its peak. Despite his knowledge, he hadn't seen a Six-armed Asura before but knew that it exuded a more intense danger than Chu Ming. The previous slash would have seriously injured Chu Ming if not for the Six-armed Asura, which showed no sign of damage, its physique evidently strong.

"I am the Sword Origin Saint Body, I don't believe I can't defeat you!"

Emperor Wuji roared, his internal spiritual power bursting forth, forming myriad blade lights. A thousand-mile blade light descended from the sky.

"Saber, come!"

Boom!