Invincible Divine Sword - Chapter 456 - Chapter 456: Chapter 456 Fifteen Sword Hearts

Chapter 456: Chapter 456 Fifteen Sword Hearts

Despite being shocked by the massive size of the cauldron, Wang Kun’s eyes brimmed with raging killing intent the instant he saw Yang Xiaotian.

Just as he was about to order Yang Xiaotian to be skinned and deboned, suddenly, the huge cauldron explosively expanded by a billionfold!

It instantly became a hundred or even a thousand times larger than their Ghost City!

Feeling the cataclysmic power of Master Ding, both Wang Kun and the other Nether Sect Ancestors’ complexions drastically changed.

“Master Ding!”

“Annihilate these ghostly bastards!”

Xiaotian bellowed.

Master Ding instantly unleashed his world-destructive power, bombarding downwards.

“Retreat!” Wang Kun roared, desperately starting to flee with the intention to escape.

All the other Nether Sect Ancestors, all the saints, all the elders, Supreme Elders, and all the Ghost Kings and Ghost Generals were also terrified, frantically escaping.

However, even the Undying Death God couldn’t evade Master Ding’s attack in the past, so how could their speed surpass that of the Undying Death God?

Just as Wang Kun soared into the sky, Master Ding had already bombarded above the Ghost City.

Looking at the Golden Flame Great Cauldron above his head that nearly burst the entire Ghost Den open, Wang Kun wore a look of utter despair, frantically gathering all his divine power, slipping into Divine Armor that Yan Ping had given him in an instant.

At the same time, he raised a hammer as large as a mountain, striking at Master Ding.

“Get the hell out of my way!”

He yelled.

All the Nether Sect Ancestors, all the saints, all the Supreme Elders, elders, Ghost Kings, and Ghost Generals also launched their attacks in frenzy simultaneously.

In this moment of life and death, they squeezed out every last bit of strength from their bodies.

Their overwhelming power surged forth like waves upon waves of a boundless ocean, slamming into Master Ding.

The combined powers of over forty Divine Spirit Realm beings, thousands of saints, and countless Ghost Kings and generals were horrifying to witness.

The entire Ghost Den trembled as if it were about to explode.

All the evil spirits and yin ghosts in the sky above the Ghost Den wept.

Boom!

All the might of the Nether Sect’s experts converged and hit Master Ding.

But it was no use, their combined attacks had no effect on Master Ding.

Master Ding, with his body ablaze with golden flames, did not slow down, continuing his unstoppable descent.

Boom!

Wang Kun, all the Nether Sect Ancestors, all the saints, and countless Ghost Kings and generals were all smashed into the ground of the Ghost City by Master Ding.

In that instant of collision, the ground of the Ghost City exploded.

All the buildings were instantly reduced to dust.

Even the Ghost City, which had been empowered by the strength of countless experts from the Nether Sect, was no use.

With an unstoppable force, Master Ding blasted all the Nether Sect experts deeper into the ground.

The terrifying power turned into golden waves, spreading at a frightening speed in every direction.

Wave after wave of yin ghosts and evil spirits within the Ghost Den were directly obliterated.

The originally bottomless and enormous Ghost Den was so violently bombarded that the walls burst and teetered on the brink of collapse, even causing the surrounding mountain peaks of Demon Ghost Ridge to crumble apart.

The ground of Demon Ghost Ridge cracked open, and countless demonic qi and ghostly qi spewed out from the depths of the earth.

Even the strong beings passing by from countless miles away felt this world-ending power and were all horrified.

It took a long time before Master Ding shrank to the size of a palm and returned to Yang Xiaotian’s hand.

The sandstorm within the Ghost Den still had not subsided after a long time.

Through the sky full of sand and dust, the entire Ghost City had vanished without a trace, and even the terrain around the Ghost City had been blasted into oblivion.

As for Wang Kun and the other Divine Spirit Realm ancestors of the Nether Sect, they had been blown into a pulp, deeply buried beneath the ground, dead as can be.

Inside the Ghost City, the Ghost Kings and Generals were gone, turned to ash without even leaving any pulp behind.

Yang Xiaotian looked coldly at the terrifying abyss that had been blasted open, did not linger any longer, took Master Ding, and flew out of the Ghost Den, then left the Demon Ghost Ridge.

Now that he had obtained the Divine Sword of Everything, he needed to find a place to comprehend the Sword Path of Everything and condense the fifteenth Sword Heart.

Not long after Yang Xiaotian had left, the Son of the Nether God, Yan Ping, received the news and led a group of experts to the Ghost Den.

Upon seeing the terrifying abyss that had been blasted open in the Ghost Den, both Yan Ping and the experts of the Nether Sect involuntarily inhaled sharply.

Seeing the abyss taking the shape of a huge cauldron, Yan Ping’s mouth went dry, and he could already guess who was responsible.

“Who was it?” an elder from the Nether Sect exclaimed in shock and anger, “Who did this? Find out, and annihilate their nine generations!”

The other elders from the Nether Sect were also a mix of shock and rage, vowing to drag out the person responsible and torture their soul.

Only the Son of the Nether God, Yan Ping, remained silent.

“Enough!” Seeing that the elders of the Nether Sect were still raging incessantly, Yan Ping suddenly burst out in anger, barking at the ancestors with eyes red as blood.

The elders of the Nether Sect fell dead silent like cicadas in the cold.

“Pass down my order, stop attacking the Shen Family,” Yan Ping said with a gloomy face.

The elders from the Nether Sect dared not object and respectfully acknowledged the command.

“How is the recovery of the Ancient Heart Demon?” Yan Ping suddenly asked.

The Ancient Heart Demon had been rescued by the Undying Death God, but his injuries had not fully healed yet; otherwise, the Nether Sect would have joined forces with the Undying Death God and the Ancient Heart Demon to attack the Azure God Mansion again.

“Although the Spring of Life you provided has been helping, the Ancient Heart Demon has said that he needs another two years for his injuries to fully heal,” one of the ancestors stepped forward and reported cautiously.

Hearing that the Ancient Heart Demon needed another two years to fully recover, Yan Ping’s eyebrows relaxed; they would wait two more years. In two years, they would assault the Azure God Mansion, rescue his father’s body, and revive his father.

Once his father was revived, it would be the end of the Azure Bear.

For these two years, they would bide their time!

At this time, Yang Xiaotian had arrived at a secluded location to start refining the Divine Sword of Everything and then to comprehend the Sword Path of Everything.

Yang Xiaotian isolated himself from the outside world and immersed his whole being in the world of Sword Dao.

He sat cross-legged in a cave, his body bursting with Sword Qi, and soon he was enveloped by it, his figure completely merging into the myriad streams of Sword Qi.

The Sword Qi was like an ocean, now surging violently, now calm as a mirror, now raising countless massive waves of Sword Qi, now turning into a gentle drizzle.

That day, suddenly, streaks of Nine-Colored Sword Qi burst forth within the world of Sword Qi.

Yang Xiaotian’s fourteen Nine-Colored Sword Hearts awoke, and behind them, another Nine-Colored Sword Heart began to emerge, faint yet discernible.

The fifteenth Sword Heart!

After comprehending the Samsara Sword Path, the Divine Shadow Sword Path, and the Sword Path of Everything, the fifteenth Sword Heart that Yang Xiaotian was condensing finally began to take shape.

As time went by, the fifteenth Sword Heart became more and more substantial, until it was completely solidified.

At this moment, the fifteenth Sword Heart had finally successfully condensed.

When Yang Xiaotian’s fifteenth Sword Heart had been successfully condensed, the True Yuan in all his acupoints also reached their ultimate density and could no longer be contained. Yang Xiaotian began to break through to the Martial Emperor Realm.

For many experts at the pinnacle of the Venerable Realm’s tenth level, breaking through to the Emperor Realm was very difficult!

Many peak experts of the Venerable Realm tried to use their True Yuan to break through the gates of the Emperor Realm, but the gates did not budge at all, requiring thousands or even tens of thousands of strikes to break through.

But as Yang Xiaotian operated the True Yuan within his 1,296 acupoints, there was a “thud,” and the gates of the Emperor Realm were blasted open.