Chapter 1140: Chapter 1140: Since you're seeking death, don't blame me for it. Chapter 1140: Chapter 1140: Since you're seeking death, don't blame me for it. The Sword Prison King had not only healed his injuries but also found an opportunity for breakthrough in these past ten or so years.
He followed aboard Yang Xiaotian's Hanhai Boat, his eyes cold as he stared at Xiaotian's figure.
Thinking of the several failed assassination attempts on Xiaotian, his eyes grew even colder.
He, the King of the Sword Prison Tower, who could even assassinate a Dominator, couldn't believe that he couldn't kill a whelp of the Divine Emperor Realm.
However, Xiaotian had always stayed inside the flying ship's secret chamber to cultivate, so there was never an opportunity to strike along the way.
The Hanhai Boat sped along its journey.
Finally, they arrived once more at the Chaos Continent.
Xiaotian emerged from the secret chamber, went to the bow of the flying ship, and gazed at the Chaos Continent before him.
During the battle in Chaos City years ago, he, Meng Bingxue, and the Godslayer King had fought their way through the Chaos Continent, bathed in blood; in the blink of an eye, over twenty years had passed.
“Lei Wantian, Invincible Zhantian,” Xiaotian looked in the direction of Chaos City, then leaped up with Meng Bingxue, jumping down from the flying ship. He stowed away the ship and entered the Chaos Continent.
The moment Xiaotian stepped into the Chaos Continent, the hidden Sword Prison King was about to make his move, when suddenly, Xiaotian glanced in his direction. The Sword Prison King tensed up and involuntarily stopped.
In the blink of an eye, Xiaotian and Meng Bingxue had vanished into the distant sky.
The Sword Prison King hesitated for a moment, then concealed himself into the void and continued the pursuit. After catching up, he attempted to strike several times, but for some reason, every time he was about to strike, a chilling sense of danger would arise, so each time, the Sword Prison King stopped himself.
The night was peaceful.
Xiaotian stopped in a certain uninhabited mountain range with Meng Bingxue, lit a campfire, and planned to rest for the night before continuing on their journey.
Above the campfire, roasted meat gave off an enticing aroma.
Xiaotian took a sip of wine, a familiar taste he had brought from the Desolate Domain years ago.
Xiaotian couldn't help but recall the first time he met Qingxuan; when he encountered Qingxuan in the Red Moon Forest, he was roasting meat.
In a blink, over a hundred years had passed.
Time flies, he was just a child of a few years back then.
Who could have imagined that over a hundred years later, he would not only have become a god, but also a mighty Eightfold Divine Emperor.
After taking a sip of wine, Xiaotian passed it to Meng Bingxue, who took a sip and coughed slightly, her pretty face turning red.
“Ms. Meng, haven't you drunk wine before?” Xiaotian asked with a smile, seeing Meng Bingxue's flushed face.
Meng Bingxue smiled and said, “I have drunk before, but I've never gotten used to the taste of alcohol.”
Meng Bingxue sat by the campfire, her ice-blue dress exuding a light of ice blue, looking dazzlingly beautiful amid the night.
“This roasted meat you made is quite delicious,” Meng Bingxue commented with a smile.
Xiaotian smiled.
Just as Xiaotian was about to lift the wine bottle for another drink, suddenly, a streak of Sword Qi appeared. The Sword Qi, attacking from the distant night, was extremely fast and aimed straight for Xiaotian's throat.
The Sword Qi was so swift that it reached just in front of Xiaotian's throat in the blink of an eye.
As Xiaotian lifted the wine bottle, it just so happened to block the path of the Sword Qi, making it even harder to detect.
Just as the Sword Qi was about to pierce through Xiaotian's throat, suddenly, a Golden Light Shield emerged around his body.
Seeing the appearance of the Golden Light Shield, the Sword Prison King coldly smirked. Previously, the Dao Divine Cauldron's Golden Light Shield couldn't withstand his Sword Qi of nothingness, and he had achieved a breakthrough in these ten years; his Sword Qi was even stronger, how could the opponent possibly defend against it!
Just when he thought his sword would penetrate the Golden Light Shield and blast through Xiaotian's throat, suddenly, there was a clang, and his Sword Qi was actually blocked by the Golden Light Shield.
The Sword Prison King was thrown back by the impact.
He was shocked, he had made another breakthrough, his Sword Qi was even stronger, so why couldn't it penetrate the opponent's Golden Light Shield?
At that moment, Yang Xiaotian stood up. He looked coldly at the Sword Prison King, “Sword Prison King, I blasted you last time, and you still dare to come!”
“If you're looking for death, then don't blame me.”
On hearing this, the Sword Prison King burst into laughter, “Boy, let me tell you, last time I was injured by your Divine Cauldron, I turned misfortune into a blessing. Over the years, I have made another breakthrough.”
“Do you think you can keep me here?”
“I come and go as I please!”
“I want to kill you whenever I wish!”
“Your entire life will be overshadowed by the threat of my assassination.”
Just as the Sword Prison King was about to break through the space and leave, suddenly, giant ice pillars rose thunderously, forming an ice and snow barrier, completely enveloping the Uninhabited Mountain Range.
“Ninefold Cold Snow Grand Array!” The Sword Prison King was shocked to see the sudden appearance of the ice and snow barrier, exclaiming in surprise, “Impossible! When did you set up the Ninefold Cold Snow Grand Array!”
He had been tailing Yang Xiaotian and Meng Bingxue all the way, and the two had never left his sight. They had never set up the Ninefold Cold Snow Grand Array.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he looked at Yang Xiaotian with fury, “You had already set up the Ninefold Cold Snow Grand Array here before!”
The Sword Prison King's guess was not wrong. Several months ago, Xiaotian had already had Meng Bingxue infiltrate the Chaos Continent and set up the Ninefold Cold Snow Grand Array here, waiting for the Sword Prison King to make his move.
Yang Xiaotian's eyes were cold. With the Ninefold Cold Snow Grand Array in place, he wondered how the Sword Prison King could escape.
Meng Bingxue's figure flashed, and in an instant, she was in front of the Sword Prison King. Her delicate palm shot out with a strike.
The force of the cold ice surged out like a colossal avalanche.
The Sword Prison King reacted with alarm, countering with a sword that brought up layers of Sword Qi, forming a sword shield to block Meng Bingxue's cold ice force.
A loud clang resounded.
But his sword shield burst apart, and the Sword Qi scattered everywhere, while Meng Bingxue's icy palm relentlessly bore down on him.
The Sword Prison King was enraged and bewildered. Meng Bingxue clearly only possessed the strength of the later stage of the Dominator Second Layer, so how could her attack be so strong? He was a powerhouse of the Dominator Third Layer, yet his Sword Qi shield couldn't fend off Meng Bingxue's icy palm.
The Sword Prison King dodged again and again. In the midst of dodging, his figure suddenly turned, turning to once more launch an attack on Yang Xiaotian.
However, just like before, his Sword Qi assault against Yang Xiaotian was blocked by the Golden Light Shield and did not harm Yang Xiaotian in the least.
The Sword Prison King was shocked and furious. With a reverse stroke of his sword, he furiously slammed against the barrier of the Ninefold Cold Snow Grand Array.
“Sword Prison Reappears!”
When his Sword Qi struck, it was as if a hellish world had been torn open, this was the Sword Hell World, from which endless, cold, dreary Sword Qi burst out, vehemently striking the barrier of the Ninefold Cold Snow Grand Array.
The barrier of the Ninefold Cold Snow Grand Array shook violently.
Clearly, the strength of the Sword Prison King was greater than that of the Shennong Ancestor Li Zhi.
But still, the barrier held firm.
Meng Bingxue's finger attacked swiftly.
However, this time it was not the Destiny Shackling Divine Finger.
It was a Sword Finger.
Formed by the force of icy coldness and the condensation of Ten Thousand Swords Qi.
Seeing the Sword Finger, the Sword Prison King couldn't help but think of a long-lost Supreme Divine Technique, “Heavenly Dark Sword Finger!”
He retreated in panic, his figure flickering in the void. However, no matter how he dodged, the Heavenly Dark Sword Finger tightly pursued him.
Chapter end
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