My Silly, Sweet Wife

Chapter 1468: Chapter 1383: Devour the Heavens

Zheng!

Zheng!

Zheng!

Accompanied by the sound of swords being unsheathed.

The disciples of Wan Jian Villa immediately formed a sword array.

This sword array was not the Extermination Immortal Sword Formation from before but the Swallowing Dragon Sword Formation.

It is said that the power of the Swallowing Dragon Sword Formation is extremely strong and can jointly resist a Golden Core cultivator.

Even though Feng Pu is strong, once trapped by the Swallowing Dragon Sword Formation, he cannot escape.

Looking at the crowd of furious Wan Jian Villa disciples, Feng Pu laughed wildly.

At this moment, he appeared as if he was the king who dominated everything: "You think you can stop me with just you? Haha, today, I will temper this Dragon Sword into a killer sword, and you all will become the sacrificial vessels of this killing Dragon Sword."

Buzz!

Accompanied by a violent tremor.

The entire Wan Jian Villa also shook violently, as if an earthquake had hit.

Under everyone’s gaze, Feng Pu abruptly drew out the Dragon Sword with a forceful pull.

Roar!

A sound akin to a dragon’s roar seemed to echo from between heaven and earth.

The sword suddenly detached from the meteorite.

Everyone’s faces changed dramatically.

"How, how is this possible?"

"Since the establishment of Wan Jian Villa, this sword has never been drawn by anyone, how could he..."

"Villa Master, what, what should we do?"

The people of Wan Jian Villa were all stunned by the sight of Feng Pu pulling out the Dragon Sword.

Feng Jiuling was also completely dazed.

The Dragon Sword already possessed spirituality, capable of recognizing its master; anyone not acknowledged by the Dragon Sword could not possibly draw it.

Unless one’s cultivation had reached a certain height, allowing one to maneuver it through overwhelming cultivation power.

Otherwise, it was absolutely impossible.

Observing Feng Pu’s cultivation, it was only at the Foundation Establishment Peak, not too far from the Golden Core Realm, but still not reaching it.

Without forming a Golden Core, his cultivation wasn’t so heaven-defying.

But why was it like this?

Feng Jiuling’s face twitched twice, momentarily losing focus.

Feng Pu’s voice echoed again, breaking Feng Jiuling’s distraction.

"Haha, the ancestral doctrine of Wan Jian Villa through the generations states that whoever draws this sword is the Villa Master of Wan Jian Villa. Could it be that you intend to rebel against the Villa Master?" Feng Pu gazed coldly at the people of Wan Jian Villa.

The people of Wan Jian Villa looked at each other.

They could feel the sharp aura emanating from the Dragon Sword.

It wasn’t much weaker than the Swallowing Dragon Sword Formation.

Without that Dragon Sword, they might still have a chance of winning, but now, they hesitated.

Feng Jiuling regained his senses, clenched his fist abruptly: "You don’t deserve the Dragon Sword, kill him for me!"

With Feng Jiuling’s command issued.

Those who had hesitated before at Wan Jian Villa hesitated no more.

"Kill!"

Roar!

The sword array suddenly lit up.

Like a giant vortex rising from within the sword array.

As the vortex surged, a giant turtle emerged.

The giant turtle suddenly opened its mouth wide, swallowing towards Feng Pu.

The giant turtle’s mouth was immense and unstoppable, seemingly capable of swallowing the heavens and the earth.

The Swallowing Dragon Sword Formation lived up to its name.

However, Feng Pu showed not a trace of panic; instead, he sneered, "Want to swallow the dragon? Haha, I’m afraid you don’t have the capability!"

With those words, he sliced down with his sword.

The Dragon Sword let out a dragon’s roar.

A dragon flew out of the sword, directly colliding with the giant turtle.

The giant turtle, known for its defense, instantly crumbled under the Dragon’s attack, unable to withstand a single blow.

With just one move, the sword array was broken.

Everyone in the sword array was sent flying backward, each spurting blood and completely losing their fighting power.

Feng Jiuling’s face turned deathly pale.

Too strong!

This Dragon Sword indeed lived up to its reputation as the ancestor’s treasured sword; with the power of the Dragon Sword, Feng Pu was forcibly pushed to the Golden Core Realm.

In this situation, even if Wan Jian Villa gathered all its power, it feared it wouldn’t be a match for Feng Pu.

Feng Pu sneered ruthlessly: "Good sword, truly a good sword! Haha, but no matter how good a sword is, the vicious aura is still too weak. In such a case, it naturally needs to be fed with human lives. Since that’s so, you all shall die!"

Feng Pu raised his sword again, as if to directly take the lives of Wan Jian Villa’s people.

At this moment, a sudden cold wind arose.

Two dark figures suddenly appeared on both sides of Feng Pu.

Without a word, the two shadows attacked.

Feng Pu was startled and quickly retaliated, "Who dares to ambush me!"

The two shadows clashed with Feng Pu, then quickly returned to Ye Guichen’s side.

These two dark figures were Gui Tuo and Yan Fang.

Previously, they roamed around the entire Wan Jian Villa under Ye Guichen’s orders. Later, Ye Guichen did not call them back but let them keep watch outside.

It seemed they sensed the power of the Dragon Sword, and quietly returned.

Once back, the two ghosts surged forward, attempting to stop Feng Pu.

However, the Dragon Sword possessed the power to suppress ghosts, incredibly strong.

After a brief probe, the two ghosts returned to Ye Guichen’s side, whispering, "Mr. Ye, this sword is indeed a treasure. Although its rank is only at the spiritual artifact level, it’s probably inferior to your Immortal Slayer Sword. But with offerings from generations of Wan Jian Villa, and nurtured by the first villa master, it possesses not only spiritual sense but also the power to suppress ghosts and Yin. If obtained, it would be much easier to slay ghosts and spirits."

Gui Tuo spoke softly.

Clearly, they had just felt the power of this sword too.

Ye Guichen nodded slightly, took back the two ghosts, then looked up and smiled at Feng Pu, "Wan Jian Villa was saved by me with difficulty. They owe me a favor that hasn’t been repaid, yet you kill them? Seems you don’t take me seriously at all."

Everyone shifted their gaze onto Ye Guichen.

Feng Pu looked strangely at Ye Guichen, thinking the boy must have lost his mind.

"Haha, not take me seriously?" Feng Pu sneered, "Earlier, you wanted to pull swords from our Wan Jian Villa. I’ve disliked you for a long time. Now you dare to say the entire Wan Jian Villa owes you favors? Haha, well, if that’s the case, then if I kill you, those favors naturally disperse."

With that, Feng Pu raised his sword and swung at Ye Guichen.

Chu Chu exclaimed, "Brother Chen, watch out!"

Ye Guichen stood firm, "I just want to see if your killer sword is powerful, or if my sword array is stronger!"

Ye Guichen smirked, waved his hand, and a hundred swords unfurled.

The appearance of a hundred swords dropped jaws throughout the crowd.

It was overwhelmingly astonishing.

A hundred swords densely surrounded Ye Guichen, presenting a most shocking sight.

Feng Pu was also stunned, looking incredulously at Ye Guichen, "A sword array? You, you alone can control a sword array?"

According to his understanding, a sword array required many people to activate.

One person controlling a sword array meant achieving an absurdly high level in Sword Dao.

This guy, how old is he, and he can control a sword array?

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it.

Feng Jiuling was also seeing Ye Guichen operate a sword array for the first time, his eyes sparkling.

Indeed!

Just as Chu Chu and the others said, this boy is indeed a sword dao genius.

An inexplicable excitement arose in his heart.

Ye Guichen waved his hand, signaling everyone to step back.

Soon, a large space was cleared around Ye Guichen and Feng Pu.

Ye Guichen gestured provocatively at Feng Pu, "What, scared? Is your killer sword trembling?"

Feng Pu gritted his teeth, "Scared? Boy, do you think just putting up a deceptive sword array can deal with me? Haha, over the years, I’ve already killed nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine people with my killer sword. Killing you would surpass ten thousand, elevating my sword further. By then, I can ascend to Golden Core Realm. Since you wish for death, I’ll oblige you and make you a stepping stone in my journey to the Golden Core!"

Feng Pu spoke as he summoned a sword with his left hand.

When this sword appeared, it emitted a bloody aura.

It was as if it was not a sword, but a devil.

The sword array was wholly black, covered in a thick layer of dried blood.

Feng Pu shook his hand, and those bloodstains instantly turned to ash, revealing a completely crimson sword body.

And at this moment, the sword body could no longer conceal its intense evil qi.

Many weaker cultivators, seeing this sword, felt as though facing a butcher, trembling so badly they collapsed to the ground.

Feng Pu boasted, "This killer sword, I’ve nurtured for thirty years. Before killing, it makes souls tremble, minds falter, not inferior to the Dragon Sword. Haha, although the Dragon Sword is strong, in my eyes, it’s just an ordinary sword. I revealed the Dragon Sword today to show everyone at Wan Jian Villa that I’ll surpass our ancestors as a sword cultivator with achievements far beyond theirs. From now on, I’ll only use the Dragon Sword to slaughter dogs, haha, haha..."

In a manic state.

In Feng Pu’s eyes, the Dragon Sword was merely a kitchen knife for slaughtering chickens and dogs.

Thrusting the Dragon Sword into the ground, Feng Pu’s face was filled with bloodthirsty frenzy, raising the killer sword towards Ye Guichen, "Your sword array, I can break it with one strike!"

"Then come!" Ye Guichen was unrestrained, gesturing politely, "I’ll let you strike first."

"Haha, how arrogant, today will be your last show of arrogance!"

"The killer shall be slain!" Feng Pu spoke, striking with his sword without any flashy move.

Yet, this strike seemed to carry thousands of souls who perished at the blade, howling and rushing towards Ye Guichen.

The surrounding people felt as if being pulled into hell by myriad vengeful spirits, desperate to drag Ye Guichen in to become one of them.

Feng Jiuling’s face instantly turned serious, filled with worry.

Feng Pu’s strength far exceeded his expectations.

If Ye Guichen fails, then today they might indeed see rivers of blood.

His heart bore an inexplicable sorrow.

Wan Jian Villa appears to be in turbulent times, having just dealt with the corpse plague, only to face Feng Pu.

Could it be that the heavens deem Wan Jian Villa too ambitious, seeking to curb its arrogance?

And as Feng Jiuling was lost in thought, Ye Guichen moved.

"The killer sword, destined to be slain!"

With a slight curl at his lips, Ye Guichen summoned, "Swallowing Heaven!"