Chapter 2613 - 2612: Ninth Order Forging the Sacred Sword

"The Demon Lord of the Demon Clan and the Saintly Honor of the Martial Soul Holy Palace have all been defeated!"

"How can they be so powerful? This can’t be true!"

"When Kui Ying defeated Zhuxun, we should have realized that Long Qi and the others must have also mastered such terrifyingly unimaginable techniques!"

"It turns out even Xuan Ying and Mo Ying possess such frightful techniques, where on earth did they get them? We’ve never seen such terrifying methods before."

Yan Ming, the old ghost, and the Shadow Demon Ancestor, along with Water Traceless, were utterly terrified.

Racking their brains, they still couldn’t fathom where Long Jianfeng and his group’s techniques came from.

After a while, five Saint Honor experts fell from the terrifying energy ripples, gravely injured and unconscious, barely clinging to life.

Having fallen from the void, they’re likely dead.

"This is bad! Zhú Xuán Tōng and the others are defeated! The injuries are very severe!" someone exclaimed in shock.

"Rescue them!" Zhu Mingshan shouted, panic-stricken.

A few minutes later, the energy ripples in the void gradually dissipated, and Zhu Yan, along with Manchuan and two other Saint Honors, appeared in the view of the crowd.

Covered in blood, with tattered clothing and extremely severe injuries, their bodies trembled, looking very miserable.

Seeing their condition, Duan Muxi, Manchuan, and the Shadow Demon Ancestor were all dumbstruck, petrified on the spot, filled with disbelief.

Is this still the Ten Great Protectors of the Demon Clan?

Is this still the top Saint Honors of the Martial Soul Holy Palace?

In front of Long Qi and his group, they’re simply no match!

"How can this be..." Zhu Mingshan retreated several steps in terror, unable to believe this reality.

"How could Manchuan and the others be completely defeated..." Duan Muxi couldn’t dare to believe.

The gravely injured Zhuxinghun was similarly in shock.

"Great Protector, immediately report to the Grand Elder, the battle situation is critical." transmitted the Saint Soul Sect, with an old face heavy and fearful.

Conversely, Long Qi and the others remained unharmed, merely having consumed some origin power.

"Did we attack too harshly?" Long Taiyi remarked, with a faint smile, seemingly proud when seeing the severely injured three.

"Not harsh enough, they are still alive, aren’t they?" Long Qi shrugged and smiled.

Long Xuanfeng spread his hands and coldly smiled, "If I had known, I would have hit harder, surely able to finish them off."

Long Taiyi chuckled lightly, "No rush, let’s play with them slowly, enjoy the battle."

"There are still eleven of them, all Six-Star and Seven-Star Saint Honors; we can’t handle them, it’s up to you." Xuan Ying shrugged helplessly.

Xuan Ying and his group were able to defeat Five-Star Saint Honor experts of the Demon Clan and Martial Soul Holy Palace at the Four-Star Saint Honor realm, which was already extremely terrifying.

Even Water Traceless wouldn’t dare claim to be able to defeat those five Five-Star Saint Honors.

"Didn’t I say earlier, they can have a relay fight!" Long Qi coldly smiled, without a hint of worry.

Upon hearing Long Qi and his group’s conversation, Duan Muxi and Zhu Mingshan were instantly enraged.

Long Qi’s initial talk of a relay fight was certainly not mere bluffing, but confidence.

If they didn’t possess powerful strength, supported by terrifying techniques, Long Qi wouldn’t dare be so arrogant.

"Kui Ying, you’ve almost recovered, you can act now." Feng Wuchen looked at Kui Ying and said.

"Yes, my lord!" Kui Ying respectfully replied.

"Humph! Kui Ying, come on, I’ve been looking forward to finishing you off." Qiu Ye roared fiercely, looking as if he had guaranteed victory over Kui Ying.

"Kui Ying, what divine weapon do you usually use?" Feng Wuchen asked.

"Sword." Kui Ying replied respectfully.

"Bang!"

With a thought, Wu Fire was activated, and black flames ignited on the palm, extending with overpowering and terrifying coldness. Feng Wuchen gestured, and from the Storage Ring, dozens of artifact refining materials flew out, accompanied by the invocation of domineering and robust soul power.

With just a flip, a finely crafted long sword emitting faint coldness was forged, radiating a strong aura.

Thought-Forming Instrumentation!

"Supreme Holy Sword!" Seeing the intricately crafted sword and feeling the overwhelmingly powerful aura, everyone exclaimed.

"Supreme Lord actually managed to forge a Supreme Holy Sword!"

"The grade of the Sacred Sword is extremely high, I’ve never seen such a powerful Sacred Sword!"

"Didn’t expect Supreme Lord to have such terrifying divine abilities! Such a Sacred Sword, even the Soul-Pillar Pagoda couldn’t forge!"

The experts seated in the Dragon God Holy Temple were dumbstruck.

Especially Yu Xu Zi and others who opposed the title of Supreme, they couldn’t have imagined that Feng Wuchen, whom they considered to be mere trash, had such capabilities.

Throughout the entire Holy Realm, which Alchemist could instantly forge such a powerful Supreme Holy Sword?

None!

Even Tianxianzi couldn’t accomplish this!

"What a powerful Sacred Sword! Simply unheard of!" Duan Muxi, Zhu Mingshan, and others cast shocked gazes.

"Neither the old Clan Leader nor the Wuji Elder’s Holy Artifacts are this powerful," the gravely injured Zhuxinghun was agape.

"Feng Wuchen can instantly forge such a powerful Sacred Sword! Even the Ancient Profound Venerable Lord’s Holy Artifact doesn’t possess such a potent aura!" Water Traceless widened his eyes again.

However, that wasn’t all!

"Bang!"

Wu Fire was activated once more, forging materials melted and instantly merged into the sword, causing the aura to surge exponentially.

Ninth-order forging Supreme Holy Sword!

"Hiss!"

As the Ninth-order forged Sacred Sword debuted, everyone present gasped in shock!

"Even Saint Honor Realm Alchemists aren’t this terrifying?"

"Is this truly forged by Feng Wuchen? How old is he? How can his accomplishments in the field of Alchemy be this profound?"

"The Soul-Pillar Pagoda members including Tianxianzi, weren’t this terrifying, were they? Such a top-tier Ninth-order forged Sacred Sword, he produced it effortlessly."

Feng Wuchen’s demonstration left everyone’s hearts shaking again and again.

Even Long Qi’s group were now in wide-eyed shock.

It was shockingly unbelievable.

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, not even the threat of death would make them believe it.

Simply and effortlessly forging a Ninth-order forged Sacred Sword, how terrifying must this be?

Without acquiring the Unmatched Emperor’s legacy, Feng Wuchen couldn’t have possibly forged such a powerful Ninth-order forged Sacred Sword.

Even if the materials weren’t available.

With a wave of the hand, the Ninth-order forged Sacred Sword flew toward Kui Ying, Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile, "Kui Ying, this is your deserved reward, the title Supreme Holy Sword!"

"Thank you, Supreme Lord!" Kui Ying, totally flustered, thanked, his expression stiff, feeling like he was dreaming.

"What? Reward?" Long Jianfeng and Long Qi exclaimed, scanning Feng Wuchen with big eyes.

Such a powerful Supreme Holy Sword was just rewarded to Kui Ying?

Everyone present was stunned yet again.

How generous is this?

"Brother Feng, craft me a top-tier Sacred Sword as well!" Long Jianfeng couldn’t care about recovering his energy and was the first to speak up.

"Brother Feng, what about ours?" Long Qianye asked excitedly and expectantly.

"Brother Feng, I want one too!"

"And me!"