1946: C1946 So What If It Was the Heavenly King!

C1946 So What If It Was the Heavenly King!

The Wujia Ridge had disappeared for many years, and very few people could remember their former glory. Even if the was known as the oldest Heavenly King, being in the same generation as the Four Great Heavenly Kings in the Universal Dimension, and even older, few would dare to claim that they were the strongest in the universe.

Because he had forgotten, he was not afraid.

Linghu was dead.

Gongsun Yi was dead.

Jian Wuchun's entire body went ice-cold, and his mind finally recalled that extremely adorable place, that Wujia Ridge which had overshadowed tens of thousands of worlds. The figure in front of him was very calm, and did not reveal the arrogance of someone who had killed the Demon Empress.

"You killed two people, offended two Heavenly Kings, and you're not far from death."

Jian Wuchun was furious in his heart, it was an extremely shameful thing to rely on the title of Heavenly King to scare the other party. He swore to himself that on his path to Heavenly King, he would definitely rely on him, he had met with too many dangers before, and he was still able to survive.

However, he did not have the slightest confidence in facing Yang Ping, because Yang Ping was too calm.

Yang Ping seemed to not hear Jian Wuchun's threat, and silently looked towards the sky, as if she was waiting for something. Jian Wuchun's face distorted, and fiercely glared at him.

"Then you're too weak."

Yang Ping lowered his head, looking at the furious Jian Wuchun who did not dare make a move, his eyes showed no sign of concealing his disappointment, and he shook his head: "If I were you, I would have escaped long ago. Why do you have to embarrass yourself in the mortal world? "

"You've gone too far!"

Jian Wuchun was furious, he wanted to attack him, but endured it and did not escape, because he knew that if he escaped, the other party would plant an invincible seed in his heart. No matter how you break through in the future, you would not be able to become a Heavenly King.

The Heavenly King was an invincible existence. One had to walk the path they had chosen to the limit, break the bindings of the Heavenly Dao, comprehend, and even create a new rule in order to become a Heavenly King.

Rules!

This was a supreme power, and it was also the Heavenly Dao which bound thousands of times, the shackles of all living things. Mortals who did not enter the Heavenly King Realm would always be mortals, and even on the path of the Heavenly King, they would clearly feel that under the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly King was actually just an ant, only an ant that knew how to steal lives, that was all.

"I want to challenge you!"

In the end, Jian Wuchun laughed, and revealed a miserable smile. He knew that he had no other choice, he had to fight, and even dying in battle was better than escaping. He was different from Linghu and Gongsun Yi, his mother was the number one expert of Sword Elemental Realm.

He had the pride of his mother's blood flowing as he stared at Yang Ping, revealing a vicious gaze, as if he felt that if he wasn't like that, he wouldn't be able to show off his courage.

"You're stupid."

Yang Ping looked at Jian Wuchun, not only did he not admire's courage, she mocked him instead and shook his head, "If you die, there's nothing left. If you run, I won't stop you, because you are not my opponent."

"Bastard!"

Jian Wuchun clenched his teeth, and pulled out the wing-like sword from his waist. The moment the sword was pulled out, Qiushui Changtian moved one of the laws of the sword, and that was the rule of the sword, as well as the world origin of the sword, directly descended from the dimension and landed on Jian Wuchun's body. His aura immediately soared, and from a single Quasi Heavenly King, he continued to increase, and directly reached the peak.

He was also at the peak of the Quasi Heavenly King, just a step away from becoming a Heavenly King, but he could not compare to Jian Wuchun. It had to be said that Jian Wuchun's strength was accumulated through his own cultivation, and reached an unbelievable level.

"Sword, come!"

Jian Wuchun raised his hand and a beam of golden light descended from the sky, entering into the sword. As if pouring into his soul, it trembled slightly and let out a cheerful cry.

Boom!

Jian Wuchun had unlimited confidence. Raising his sword, he thrust it towards Yang Ping, this sword tore through space, passed through time, and floated around the Spatiotemporal River. Even if it was in the ancient times, you would still be able to kill it, this was not a sword that belonged to the mortal world, but a sword of laws.

It had to be said that Jian Wuchun was very powerful. He could be considered an extremely terrifying expert within his generation, within the Cloud Realm, and already stood at the peak of the world.

Yang Ping just watched quietly, did not say a word, and did not make a move. Like when she was facing Linghu, Gongsun Yi just watched quietly, and then, when she was waiting for the sword to come, her pupils underwent a subtle change.

This subtle change was enough to prove just how strong Jian Wuchun was, and it also proved that Yang Ping held him in high regard.

However, it was just a look at him up.

Jian Wuchun's sword was called the Autumn Water Changtian, World, Dimensional. However, with a thought from Autumn Water, a single sword strike from Chang Tian broke through dimensions, and a single sword strike was enough to cut off the Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter.

"Die!"

Jian Wuchun chuckled, he could not help but be secretly happy, seeing that Yang Ping was calm and collected, he thought that she was afraid of her own Sword Qi and did not dare move, also right, this sword, contained all the knowledge he had learnt throughout his life, and even exceeded all previous attacks, it was her strongest sword strike.

How could a mere Great Saint Stage resist against it?

Ding!

A crisp sound broke through Jian Wuchun who was still immersed in ecstasy. He realized that time had stopped, the sword had stopped, but the other party's two fingers could still move, as if they were from Spatiotemporal River s.

Autumn Water, Eternal Heaven, was a supreme treasure sword that was nurtured within the Sword Dimension. Normally, it was rarely used, and his sword was his. The sword that was nourished by essence, energy, and divine was naturally well-informed.

But the moment the sword blade was grabbed, Jian Wuchun's face changed drastically, revealing a look of fear, he looked at Yang Ping, as though he had just started training, and saw a great demon. The pressure that covered the sky, made him crawl on the ground, although he managed to kill the great demon in the end, the shadow that he had left behind during his childhood did not go away. It wasn't easy for him to cultivate his mind to be fearless and invincible after waiting for his Quasi Heavenly King to rise. But now, a new layer of shadow had once again shrouded the depths of his heart.

Yang Ping was the greater demon in her childhood.

There was neither sadness nor joy on Yang Ping's face as she held Jian Wuchun in her arms. Her gaze stared into the depths of the sky, as if Jian Wuchun was just an ant, and wasn't really that important.

"Let go!"

Autumn Water was a treasured sword, and Jian Wuchun received an enormous humiliation. The origin power within his body gushed towards the sword crazily, but to no avail, as if a drop of water had flowed into the ocean, and disappeared without a trace.

Therefore, Jian Wuchun felt extremely lonely in this world.

He cried.

The oppression he felt when he was a child, which he had cried for a few days, began to wail again.

An invincible mentality crumbled.

He looked at the mountain-like figure before him, the motherly figure, and knew that he would never be able to cross it.

"Fellow Daoist!"

A voice pierced through the Cloud Realm and fell into Yang Ping's ears, "My son is too ignorant. Since he has offended fellow daoist, please be magnanimous and consider this as returning a favor to me, may I?"

Whose voice?

To be able to penetrate the Cloud Realm and make it to the mortal world, such strength was simply too inconceivable.

However, Yang Ping was very clear, this should be Jian Wuchun's mother, a peerless Heavenly King who cultivated in the sword, her strength was most likely still above Peach Blossom Island, but she was completely fearless. However, when did she ever owe Cloud Realm a favor?

How ridiculous.

"I once saved Ming Zhu's life, so it can be considered as a life for a life, is that possible?"

The other sighed.

Yang Ping squinted her eyes, and then let go of her hand, looked at Yun Kong, and said calmly: "Scram!"

Jian Wuchun cried, but still crawled up and rushed to the clouds, a ray of light tore apart the barrier of Cloud Realm, and brought him up. Yang Ping squinted her eyes, feeling shocked in her heart. Just by strength that could tear apart the Cloud Realm barrier, she was definitely a top-notch existence among all the Heavenly Kings.

Yang Ping did not continue to pay attention to him and stared at Yun Kong instead, saying indifferently: "Since you're here, why are you hiding?

"Interesting."1

Above the clouds, a mischievous laughter rang out, but the voice was incomparably gloomy and cold.

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