Chapter 1642: Take My Next Strike
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âWhereâs our enemy?â The two Venerable Sovereigns whoâd come from the Barbarians and the Wizard Monsters to aid the Jet Black Snakes evaluated the situation.
They started by looking for someone with a Venerable Sovereignâs energy.
Any rival whoâd gained the upper hand against Mo Kuang couldnât possibly be below the Venerable Sovereign state.
But they couldnât find a Venerable Sovereign.
Instead, all they could see was an unimposing teenaged boy.
âSeriously, you canât tell us that he was the one who caused all of these problems for you?â
Beefy and gigantic, the Venerable Sovereign from the Barbarians exhibited many of the obvious traits of his race in his appearance. Wearing only a leather armor on his upper body to protect his vital organs, all his knotted muscles showed off his explosive power.
âDonât underestimate him. You two better join me and weâll try to kill him before that Wu Ming from the Heavenly Palace gets here. Otherwise, things are going to be tough,â Mo Kuang said.
His blood snakes had been hard to deal with, but they hadnât been strong enough to take care of Jiang Chen.
Gu Tong of the Wizard Monsters and Mang Shan of the Barbarians exchanged an odd look.
Even so, they trusted Mo Kuang so they didnât question him.
The three Venerable Sovereigns formed a circle around Jiang Chen.
All the many onlookers went into an uproar.
The team led by Empress Ling Long was getting very concerned and hoping that Wu Ming would arrive soon.
The Venerable Sovereigns were the most powerful fighters that existed.
Jiang Chen might have prevailed over Mo Kuang using some inexplicable methods.
Now, however, with three Venerable Sovereigns joining hands to defeat Jiang Che, almost no one had any doubt left about what the outcome would be.
The blood snakes had lost all their power after Jiang Chenâs attack and they disappeared by themselves.
Looking at the three Venerable Sovereigns surrounding him, Jiang Chen grinned.
âYou guys are probably the weakest Venerable Sovereigns,â he said.
The three Venerable Sovereigns frowned. Judging from his words, he still didnât seem to be worried about their offensive power.
âSo what?â Mang Shan bellowed.
âDonât get me wrong. Iâm very satisfied to be fighting with you. I just wanted to know where to set my limits. Can you please wait for me for ten seconds?â Jiang Chen continued smiling.
Chanting for the spirit of the sword could suddenly be heard from the Ling Long Celestial Palace thousands of miles away.
The disciples on the Hundred Swords Peak were all startled. Being swordsmen, they could feel the endless spirit of the sword that was coming from the chanting.
Duanmu Rong, the First Chair of the Hundred Swords Peak, went to the summit and looked out on the mountain village where the vice lord of the palace lived.
After the chanting of the sword had reached a certain peak, two beams of light rose from the village.
The light beams were in shining silver and flaming marmalade colors.
Dragging long tails behind them, the light beams flew in the direction of the Heavenly Defense Field.
âItâs him! Heâs back!â Duanmu Rong yelled with surprise and excitement.
Three years ago, Jiang Chen had been reborn from fire. All of his spiritual weapons and treasures were put under Xiao Ruoâs custody. The Heaven-Punishing Sword and the Red Cloud Sword had been placed in Jiang Chenâs residence for safekeeping.
If, at any time in these three years, Jiang Chen had summoned them with his heart, the swords would immediately have flown to their master.
This would also immediately notify everyone in the Ling Long Celestial Palace where their vice lord of the palace was.
Because of that, Jiang Chen, whoâd successfully escaped from transforming into a Demon, hadnât summoned these two swords yet.
âDid you give my son ten seconds?â Hatred surged in Mo Kuangâs eyes. After heâd recuperated for a little while, he had been recharged.
âOrochi Method!â Mo Kuangâs body exploded into a huge snake monster with eight heads.
Each head had the power of a divine dragon. Everything in their environs would be destroyed if they struck together.
âThe pain of losing a son is really intense. The old b*stard has used occult methods right away.â
âWe should attack also. This young boy must really be something if he is able to push Mo Kuang this far.â
Gu Tong and Mang Shan didnât just stand idly by. One after another, they put their unique talents to use and charged at Jiang Chen.
As people had expected, the entire void was sealed when three Venerable Sovereigns fought together.
Maybe Jiang Chen had been able to hide by teleporting before, but this time the results werenât going to be the same.
However, Jiang Chen wasnât planning on employing the Great Method of Void.
He stood upright, letting the three aggressive Venerable Sovereigns dash toward him.
All of a sudden, he raised his head, lips curled into a slight smile.
âYour life for my sonâs life!â At the moment, the eight-headed snake had gotten close to Jiang Chen with a force not weaker than the sixth movement of the Thundering Dragon Fist that Jiang Chen had used previously.
âSwords are coming!â
Simultaneously, Jiang Chen reached out his hands.
Just as his fingers opened, two immortal swords fell into his hands.
âThe Volition of Windstorm! A Strike of Fast Thunders and Arc Lights!
âThe Three Movements of First Jhana Beneath the Bodhi!â
Multitasking, Jiang Chen held his two swords with both hands. Thunder and fires were roaring.
Tens of thousands of blue lightnings were discharged as the swords moved.
Stunned, Gu Tong and Mang Shan were pushed back by the terrifying sword blades.
Yet, this wasnât the most remarkable move. The sacred flame created by the Red Cloud Sword was much more marvelous than it had been before. The Red Cloud Sword had missed its master.
Jiang Chen had achieved enlightenment and comprehension from the Buddhist scriptures after the Sacred Seal and created the so-called Three Movements of First Jhana.
The sacred flame was releasing magnificent power, almost like the blazing sun.
The eight-headed snake monster was quickly engulfed by fire. Struggling for its life, the snake wasnât able to attack Jiang Chen at all.
Soon after, the eight-headed snake transformed back to Mo Kuang who had been extremely battered in the inferno.
âStabbing Method of Void!â
âMetal thunder crashing!â
Without leaving Mo Kuang a chance to catch his breath, Jiang Chen made a deadly move on him.
âNo! Stop him!!â
Gu Tong and Mang Shan, initially skeptical about Jiang Cheâs abilities, were now in dismay.
If Mo Kuang died, their plan to counterbalance the Heavenly Palace would be dead in the water.
Nevertheless, not many people could repel the Great Method of Void.
Combined with a sword attack that could crack any defense methods, the two Venerable Sovereigns could only stand by and watch.
WHOOSH!
Before figuring out what was about to happen to him, Mo Kuangâs body froze.
âWhy, why?â
Lowering his head, Mo Kuang couldnât believe that his heart had been pierced by the Heaven-Punishing Sword.
His Protective Dipper Energy and undergarment armors werenât effective at all under the sword attack.
One step too late, Mang Shan howled with anger, his blood boiling.
Gu Tongâs face turned grim.
âGod!â
The onlookers were electrified. What they had seen was absolutely beyond belief.
They would never have dreamed that Jiang Chen would be so mighty with his swords.
Killing a Venerable Sovereign was as easy for him as chopping vegetables.
âIt is him! He is the Supreme Venerable!â
Empress Ling Long and the other people cried with joy. Theyâd all recognized the Heaven-Punishing Sword.
âThe Supreme Venerable has really lived up to his reputation. What an amazing stunt after three years of silence.â
âHa, ha, ha, werenât you worried just now that the Supreme Venerable might not prevail?â
âWho...who would say that kind of thing? Donât spread rumors.â
The for-so-long dispirited disciples of the Heavenly Palace now could finally hold their heads high.
Once Mo Kuang was dead, the danger that the Jet Black Snakes posed to the Heavenly Palace no longer existed.
âYouâre Jiang Chen!â
All of a sudden, Gu Tong recognized Jiang Chen as well.
His words created an enormous racket.
In this place, there wasnât anyone who didnât know about Jiang Chen, especially in a place where the conflict concerned the Heavenly Palace.
âIt is really him. I can vaguely recognize his face even though he looks much younger.â
âThose two swords canât be wrong. One is thunder, the other is flame.â
âThe Heavenly Palace is finally going to be able to take off now.â
Everyone knew what it meant to have a leader who could slaughter a Venerable Sovereign that easily.
âJiang Chen, weâll call a truce. Peace is the most valuable asset we have,â Gu Tong shouted hurriedly.
âOf course, as long as you can take my next strike. How about that?â
Jiang Chen smiled and continued, âIf you can, all the scores for the past few years will be settled. If you canât, youâll all be wiped off the map.â
Jiang Chenâs offer made Gu Tong and Mang Shan hesitate.
They were thinking about Mo Kuangâs fate.