Chapter 452

Chapter 452: The Great War is About to Begin, The Final Sword

Mighty Donkey Clan.

A kindly-faced man sat at the main seat.

Surrounding him, however, were numerous coffins.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the Undertaker has made an appearance. If we do not take action soon, we might lose the initiative.”

Hearing these words, a voice came from within an ancient coffin.

“The Thunder Tribulation has yet to be resolved. How can we make our move?”

In response, the man laughed softly, “Who says the Thunder Tribulation hasn’t been resolved? The method to bear the Heavenly Mandate is precisely the solution, isn’t it?”

“Only Mountain River Academy can bear the Heavenly Mandate; the Demon Court can do the same.”

“Mountain River Academy acts unilaterally, while the new Demon Clan reaps the benefits. The Human Clan is indeed weak, yet they can enjoy rich resources.”

“Are you all content to see such things happen?”

In the face of the man’s words, another coffin spoke.

“Bearing the Heavenly Mandate may resolve the Thunder Tribulation problem, but the Undertaker is not so easily killed.”

“If he could be killed so easily, the Three Thousand Continents would not have fallen.”

“Under normal circumstances, it would indeed be difficult to k*ll him, but this age presents the best opportunity to do so.”

“During the first battle of Ascension Road, the Emperor Huangtian protected him, and coupled with the deterrence of the Ancient Forbidden Ground, no one could touch him.”

“In the years that followed, there would always be Heavenly Mandate bearers and those on par with them protecting him.”

“But now, those people are no longer around.”

“Emperor Huangtian and the Supreme Saint are trapped by the Thunder Tribulation, and they are also on expeditions elsewhere, completely unable to spare hands to protect Chen Changsheng.”

“The Demon Emperor has fallen, the White-Haired Sword God has been severely injured, and even the Jade Emperor has turned to dust.”

“Moreover, after the Jade Emperor bore the Heavenly Mandate, he fell out with the Ancient Forbidden Ground. As a result, the Undertaker has also lost the support of the Ancient Forbidden Ground.”

“Honestly speaking, don’t you find this to be the best timing?”

Upon hearing this, the many “coffins” fell silent.

After a long while, a voice emerged.

“We have two final questions. How do we ensure the Undertaker has no other backup?”

“Target the Human Clan and force the Undertaker to make a move.”

“If the Undertaker makes an appearance, he will not disregard the Human Clan.”

“If the Undertaker truly has powerful backups, we can withdraw in time.”

Receiving this answer, the surrounding area fell silent for a moment, considering this idea favorably.

“The second question is, why should we trust you?”

“As a former top Demon Cultivator, how credible are your words?”

In the face of this question, Wang Hao smiled slightly and said, “You naturally cannot believe a word I say. However, the one I want to k*ll is similar to your target.”

“My charming ancestor has aligned with the Undertaker. If I want to k*ll him, I must k*ll the Undertaker.”

“If it weren’t for this, why would I bother cooperating with you? Wouldn’t it be easier for me to find the Undertaker myself?”

With these words, the wariness of the crowd eased a little.

Given that the events surrounding Ling Cangzhou had become widely known, this “grandfather and grandson” pair had long been in a never-ending feud.

“Alright, let’s proceed according to your plan.”

“First, we’ll target the Human Clan to test the Undertaker’s depths.”

As the words fell, the numerous coffins vanished instantly.

Looking at the empty secret chamber, Wang Hao couldn’t help but smile.

“My charming ancestor!”

“Your vision is indeed excellent; being with this group offers no real future.”

“It’s a pity that with Chen Changsheng’s interference, I cannot k*ll you at will within the next few thousand days.”

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Sword Qi Great Wall.

“Whoosh!”

Powerful sword qi rampaged atop the city, as Feiyun sat cross-legged, surrounded by countless scattered strands of sword qi swirling around him.

After more than a year of tempering, Feiyun’s sword intent had achieved significant advancement.

What was even more interesting was that during the process of continuously refining his sword intent, Feiyun’s stature had been “shrinking.”

To his surprise, he had transformed into a dashing young man.

“Crack!”

Another piece of rust the size of a grain of rice fell away.

Seeing this situation, Feiyun’s lips couldn’t help but twitch.

A year!

After a full year, he had only removed rust the size of half a copper coin.

How much time would it take to clean all the rust away?

Thinking of this, Feiyun turned to look at Su Wan’er beside him.

In this past year, he had been constantly refining his sword intent.

Meanwhile, Su Wan’er had lived quite leisurely, strumming the lute every day, gaining insights into the realm of the Stunning Swan Sword.

Yet even in such a “leisurely” state of cultivation, a hint of Dao rhythm would occasionally emanate from Su Wan’er.

If it were not for her strength placed firmly at the Shore of the Other Side Realm, Feiyun would sometimes doubt whether Su Wan’er had already become a strong figure in the Divine Realm.

“Wan’er, the young master has been gone for some time now. When will he return?”

“I don’t know, but I feel the young master is about to return soon.”

“Why is that?”

“Because this ‘Iron Sword’ seems to be coming to life soon.”

As she spoke, Su Wan’er lowered her gaze to the “Stunning Swan” in her hand.

In this year and more, she had put great effort into comprehending the sword intent within “Stunning Swan.”

Although she still hadn’t seen the sword move of “Snow Flutters in the World,” she did feel a strong impulse to swing her sword.

For some reason, she always felt that as long as she swung this sword,

The long “dead” iron sword would come to life again.

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Desolate Land.

A dry corpse sat quietly on the ground.

After a long while, the dry corpse slowly opened its eyes.

Gazing at the endless Void, the dry corpse spoke in a hoarse voice.

“A place that severs all life; it truly does not seem to be formed by heaven and earth.”

“What exactly is the thing you have taken away?”

As it spoke, an infinite vitality surged from the dry corpse, quickly filling its withered body.

Moments later, regaining its vitality, Chen Changsheng stood up.

“Since you want to fight, let’s fight then.”

“Having prepared for so long, I’m sure you have already thought of ways to deal with me.”

“Let me see if you can k*ll me.”

With that, Chen Changsheng turned and walked towards the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Everything was ready; before the great war began, he first intended to catch a few stinking rats to offer as a sacrifice.

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Ordinary Street.

An old farmer selling vegetables gazed into the distance with murky eyes.

Feeling that faint sword intent, the old farmer murmured, “Sir, it’s not that I do not wish to see you, but I can no longer wield the sword in my hand.”

“Right now, I am unable to unleash that sword that cuts through all.”

Just as he spoke, half a broken sword in the old farmer’s bosom emitted a ringing sound.

Seeing this, the old farmer exclaimed in surprise, “Meng Yu, do you want me to help the sir one more time?”

Upon hearing this, the sound of the broken sword intensified.

Feeling the movement, the old farmer’s expression instantly became clear.

“Hahaha!”

“I knew you wouldn’t blame me. Since you have expressed your intention, let me swing out this final sword for the sir.”

With that, the old farmer, who had been squatting at his stall, stood up.

Within that frail body, it seemed to contain boundless strength.

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