Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San-Chapter 1067 - 1065: This Sword Cleaves the Firmament

Ning Chenen certainly understood that within that strike of Pretty Girl’s, she had condensed all her strength, which was made even more formidable at the cost of burning her bloodline. That was absolutely an existence that had broken through to the Emperor Level, coupled with that terrifying Godly Sword.

Without the Immortal Golden Body, his defense relied on his bloodline power and the twin hammers in his hands. Such a strike, he really couldn’t block it!

If they had both attacked each other from the start, not giving her the chance to burn her bloodline and build momentum to lock onto him, there might have been a chance to tangle. But due to the unforeseen circumstances where he was intimidated by the opponent, Pretty Girl’s sword attack had already been set in motion.

This was an attack even more resolute than the previous Heavenly Earth Sword! Even the bloodline power was burned. After this battle, even if she won, Pretty Girl would certainly be greatly weakened.

However, in this battle, he truly didn’t dare to withstand it head-on. To stand firm might mean death! Even an Emperor might not be able to stop it.

Pretty Girl seemed as if she had not heard Ning Chenen’s words, and stepped forward from where she stood. The Asura God’s Sword in her hand slashed out.

In fright, Ning Chenen screamed aloud, his Vigorous Qi erupted, and the twin Eight-sided Plum Blossom Bright Golden Hammers shielded above his head, his majestic body even crouched down a bit.

Yet, he did not feel the impact of that terrifying oppressive force. Instead, he felt the pressure dissipate completely.

The entire venue instantly fell dead silent.

After extreme panic, Ning Chenen was consumed by extreme shame. Wasn’t he attacked? Did he really crouch down in fear?

At this moment, he knew it was over for him. He was no longer able to claim the throne. His mindset had completely collapsed.

"Crack crack crack, crack crack crack!" Just then, an odd sound drew his attention.

Ning Chenen instinctively stood up, his gaze somewhat dull.

The first thing he saw was Pretty Girl on the opposite side.

The blood-red glow on Pretty Girl’s body was slowly fading, her pretty face already pale. Her eyes were still closed, but she stood unwaveringly firm.

That "crack" sound did not come from her, but rather from all around.

Ning Chenen looked intently and was shocked to see numerous cracks rapidly spreading on the columns of the foundational Defense array that guarded the arena—after so many battles. The "crack" sound originated from there.

He then raised his head to look at the sky.

The entire protection cover was sliced open by a massive gash. Of the two Emperors who served as referees, only Liuli Heavenly Spirit Emperor remained, while Sword Saint Great Demon Emperor was nowhere to be seen.

And the entire sky, all the red, was converging in one direction, as if flying beyond the heavens.

The sky, without knowing when, had been split apart, and a colossal crack spanning hundreds of miles across was devouring the clouds in the sky, mile-high.

The clouds surged and rolled, and in an instant, the azure sky stretched for thousands of miles, cloudless!

Pretty Girl’s footing wavered slightly, her eyes somewhat unfocused, barely managing to not fall by leaning on the Asura God’s Sword in her hand.

In a venue filled with so many spectators, only the sound of the collapsing Formation around the competition area could be heard, as one column after another crumbled and shattered.

Even for the two Emperors who were enforcing the rules of this match, their pupils were constricting at this moment.

That sword strike...

Could they block it without harm?

No, the question should be, could they block it at all?

Unknown...

No one even noticed Ning Chenen’s subconscious squatting before, because all attention was drawn to the huge crack in the sky. That spatial crack, which did not close for a long time, made the clear sky seem marked by what appeared to be a rift devouring everything. There was also that fleeting red glimmer left in the hearts of all creatures.

"City Lord Mei, victory!" When the Liuli Heavenly Spirit Emperor announced it, she unconsciously addressed Pretty Girl by her status instead of her name.

The style of that sword strike, without a doubt, was deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone present.

The other four contestants’ expressions were all extremely grave at this moment.

Of course, there are different kinds of gravity. Tang San’s solemnity came from his ability to sense Pretty Girl’s weakness through the Asura God’s Sword. That sword strike just now was indeed her burning her bloodline, consuming her origin, and unleashing an attack the likes of which had never been seen. Although Tang San clearly understood why she had to do this, as the saying goes, concern leads to chaos, and he still felt unbearably heartbroken.

After all, it was because he wasn’t strong enough that she had to go to such lengths. If he had been stronger, how could she have suffered like this?

The expressions of the other four contestants were now even uglier. If Ning Chenen couldn’t withstand that sword strike, were they any more capable?

Even though Ning Chenen made a mistake, and even the referees made a blunder, providing Pretty Girl ample time to gather her strength. But, that sword strike just now was truly, truly terrifying!

The matter of referees making a blunder wasn’t raised by anyone, not even by the Mammoth Great Demon Emperor. The reason was simple, because Pretty Girl’s sword strike was not aimed at Ning Chenen.

It could even be said that at the moment she struck with her sword, she was not facing Ning Chenen, as if she had already judged that Ning Chenen would inevitably concede. She indeed could have attacked Ning Chenen at that time, and with the power of that sword strike, Ning Chenen’s chance of death was enormous. Even if there was a mistake by the referee, if Ning Chenen had died, how could the match be adjudicated? Furthermore, the mistake was made by two Emperors and to question it was to challenge both Emperors simultaneously.

"Th-thank you, thank you City Lord Mei." Ning Chenen gradually came back to his senses, and it was only then he discovered that his back was soaked through. This was the first time in his life that he felt so close to death.

He knew more than anyone that it was Pretty Girl who had shown mercy, otherwise he would probably no longer be in this world, devoured like the clouds in the sky. Moreover, who knows how many would have died within this competition ground.

The Sword Saint Great Demon Emperor and the Liuli Heavenly Spirit Emperor descended together, approaching Pretty Girl.

The Sword Saint Great Demon Emperor looked at her with admiration shining in his eyes. That sword strike just now gave him much to reflect on!

"Are you okay?" asked the Sword Saint Great Demon Emperor.

"Yes, I’m fine." Pretty Girl had already stabilized her condition, completely stopping the Bloodline Burning, but her complexion was as pale as paper.

Liuli Heavenly Spirit Emperor said: "Let me take you back."

"Okay, thank you, Your Majesty."

Both Emperors were very courteous to Pretty Girl. That sword strike was not only shocking to them but also declared to all Emperors that a new Emperor was about to be born.

With the highest points, she secured a victory in the first round. As long as Pretty Girl wins one more match, she can ensure a top three finish. Thus, one of her feet had already stepped into the Emperor Level.

Liuli Heavenly Spirit Emperor’s body was surrounded by a colorful aura, taking Pretty Girl back in front of the resting room.

After bowing her thanks again, Pretty Girl returned to her throne and closed her eyes to meditate.

The first battle thus ended, concluding in a manner that shocked the entire venue, shocking the entire Ancestral Court.

"The two referees may return," the voice of the Great Demon Emperor Heavenly Fox came from halfway up the mountain.

The competition ground’s defense array was damaged, and the repair would not be completed in a short while, so the competition had to be temporarily halted. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

At this moment, Tang San strode to the front of Pretty Girl’s resting room.

"City Lord Mei, this is for you." As he spoke, he handed a Blue Gold Fruit to Pretty Girl. A king-class Blue Gold Fruit.

As she meditated with closed eyes, adjusting her state, Pretty Girl opened her eyes when she saw "Jin Miaolin" appearing in front of her with a Blue Gold Fruit, and couldn’t help but be slightly startled.