Supreme Sword God

Chapter 1225: Chapter 1224: Confronting Ling Cang

Above the headquarters of the Alien Race Alliance.

Ye Chen’s body radiated with divine brilliance, making him seem as if he transcended heaven and earth.

An unparalleled edge surrounded him, tearing everything apart!

The sword forcefully seized with the Soldier Secret Origin Mark was a divine sword.

The spirit of the divine sword was extremely powerful.

However, under the suppression of the Soldier Secret Origin Mark, which could command all weapons, the Sword Spirit had no chance to resist.

A few breaths of time passed.

The Sword Spirit had completely submitted to Ye Chen.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ye Chen’s lips.

In the Celestial Burial Sea.

Even though he faced countless divine figures.

He hadn’t found a truly divine sword.

His Lifebound Celestial Mark Sword had already ascended to an Imperial Weapon; if he could absorb and merge this divine sword, the ascent to a divine sword was just around the corner!

As for those two escaping divine-level parasites, if Ye Chen wanted to chase, he could easily catch up.

But... it wasn’t necessary!

The divine-level of the Hundred Spirits Race was his main target this time.

After all, the descent of the divine-level of the Hundred Spirits Race was aimed straight at the True Martial Hall Main Hall.

And the two divine-level parasites that came here didn’t head to the True Martial Hall Main Hall, which meant they wouldn’t go there next.

The reason, Ye Chen didn’t know, nor was it necessary to investigate!

With a thought.

The divine sword was stored in the Storage Ring.

Ye Chen’s gaze turned to the passage connecting to the ethereal realm.

At this moment.

A domineering divine pressure was continuously rushing out from the passage.

The divine-level of the Hundred Spirits Race was arriving soon!

At this time.

Even if he tried to destroy the passage again, it would be futile.

Divine power surged from Ye Chen’s body, and streams of divine power poured like a rainbow bridge into a hundred and fifty-six Imperial Swords.

The Infinite Star Sword Array, carrying immense divine power, shot toward the mouth of the passage connecting to the ethereal realm.

Just waiting for the divine-level of the Hundred Spirits Race to appear, then instantly unleash thunderous methods to suppress it!

At that moment.

"Boom!"

A terrifying explosion rang out.

The passage connecting to the ethereal realm shattered directly.

Terrifying storms rampaged forth.

Ye Chen’s gaze was cold, with a wave of his hand, divine power like the vast ocean calmed the storm.

"Quite clever."

The passage was destroyed by the divine-level presence of the Hundred Spirits Race itself.

Clearly.

That entity had realized a major change had occurred outside and feared being hit hard upon emerging, thus directly destroyed the passage and fled into the void.

He was almost here, and with the passage broken and fleeing into the void, he could quickly find his direction, unlikely to get lost!

At this moment.

Ye Chen dispelled the power of the Glory of the Gods.

Saving a bit of consumption is always good.

He could use it in an instant when needed!

Moments later.

A figure burst forth from the void.

It was a man in a robe shimmering with the light of stars.

His long hair was snow-white, draping over his back.

With a handsome face, deep eyes, and a mysterious silver mark unique to the Hundred Spirits Race glistening on his forehead.

This was the divine strongman of the Hundred Spirits Race who just descended from the ethereal realm!

"Greetings, Divine Venerable Ling Cang!"

From afar, warriors of the alien race shouted: "This kid is Ye Chen, the strongest new generation genius of the human race. Today, our Hundred Races Alliance encounters calamity, all thanks to him. We humbly request Divine Venerable Ling Cang to slay him and reinvigorate the Hundred Races Alliance’s spirit!"

"Woof woof woof!"

The next moment.

The Spirit-Eating Evil Dog barked three times, lunging forward to kill the shouting alien warrior.

The divine-level strongman Ling Cang surveyed the surroundings with his gaze.

His expression appeared calm, yet there was a raging inferno of anger burning in his eyes!

He had long heard that the Hundred Races Alliance was doing well in the Eastern Territory, everything going smoothly.

Only recently, the Hall Master of the human True Martial Hall Main Hall, Lingxiao, was attempting the divine level, causing a bit of a situation.

Therefore.

He decided to personally descend, to crush Lingxiao’s hopes of becoming a god, and incidentally witness the grand scenery of the Hundred Races Alliance’s development in the Eastern Territory.

And what was the result?

He had just emerged.

To see the headquarters of the Hundred Races Alliance nearly razed by a young human!

Ling Cang stared at Ye Chen, saying, "You’re quite honored; your name has long reached my ears."

Ye Chen smiled faintly, saying, "And you’re quite honored to be slain by my sword."

Ling Cang: "You are ignorant."

Ye Chen: "You’re really ugly."

Ling Cang: ???

"Ye Chen, you dared slaughter my Hundred Races headquarters, this is outrageous. With me here, you will no longer have the chance to run wild!"

"Ugly wretch, acting out, doggy, hurry up and prepare to digest. Later, you’ll be eating the divine-level alien flesh, but I can’t promise it’ll taste good!" Ye Chen shouted.

The Spirit-Eating Evil Dog howled excitedly.

Just thinking about divine-level flesh made saliva uncontrollably drip from its mouth.

The divine presence of the Hundred Spirits Race, Ling Cang, was trembling with rage.

It was his first time experiencing something like this.

Ye Chen was a strong figure after all, yet spoke without a shred of dignity.

"Sharp tongue, die!"

The enraged Ling Cang struck with a palm in a fury.

A massive palm imprint rumbled toward Ye Chen.

Within the palm imprint.

Gale winds raged, thunder roared, and flames blazed...

The Hundred Spirits Race, naturally attuned to all laws, was one of the three major dominators among the alien races, and as a divine-level ancestor of the Hundred Spirits Race, Ling Cang magnified this advantage countless times, unleashing dozens of domineering forces with a simple angry palm!

As the terrifying power of the palm imprint was about to crash upon Ye Chen.

Ye Chen focused his mind.

In an instant.

The formidable power of twelve deities was bestowed upon him.

Infinite divine light flashed brilliantly, a sword cleaving forth.

No matter how domineering Ling Cang’s palm power was, one sword... broke it!

Ling Cang’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Just now, he thought he could easily crush Ye Chen, but suddenly, Ye Chen revealed an aura much stronger than his own.

He was utterly confused about what was occurring.

"You..."

Ling Cang’s voice was filled with intense shock.

"Fool, the two guys from the Parasite Camp deliberately helped you out, just to send you to your death!"

Ye Chen shouted.

Consistent with his usual style.

Whether the alien believed it or not, he would say it anyway.

If they believed it.

The alien race and the Parasite Camp would have conflicts.

If not, no loss either, just shouting a single sentence after all.

As the words fell, Ye Chen appeared before Ling Cang, a sword slashing toward his head!

At the critical moment.

Ling Cang’s hands formed a special mark in an instant.

"Buzz!"

The unique mark on his forehead, exclusive to the Hundred Spirits Race, erupted with a surge of divine power.

The violent force crashed upon Ye Chen’s sword edge, unleashing a storm of destruction.

Ye Chen’s figure at this moment was hard to control, knocked backward.

"Ye Chen, no matter how many tricks you have, you are no match for me!"

Ling Cang roared, carrying monstrous divine power, summoning numerous different attributes of force, unleashing a deadly punch.

The deep, endless void trembled incessantly at that moment...