Chapter 3822 - Might of the Imperial-class Sword

Jiu Jue had even discussed this Tianming with his friends before. As a totemancer, Jiu Jue naturally focused most on Tianming’s totems. Thus, he knew that Tianming hadn’t even shown a 10-fold simulacrum.

Yet now, standing before him was a full 30-fold simulacrum. This stood at the supreme pinnacle even within Starmoon Haven, exceeding even some cosmic gods.

“You robbed the cosmic tribulation seas? No—wait! The ancestral hearts have already been keyed to others!” Jiu Jue’s voice trembled.

Before his eyes stood a white-haired youth, holding a gold-black "toothpick," and on that sword, four massive sword images surrounded it. One burned like golden flames, one was dark as ink, one was black and white, and the last was icy blue with radiant multicolored light. These four sword shadows formed a prison, circling around the Grand-Orient Sword and radiating out over a hundred meters. With the destructive power of the 30-fold simulacrum released, the mountains, land, and rivers around them were instantly scorched and frozen. All of the energy in the world in front of the divine tomb was drawn to the youth’s sword.

Although this youth was clearly only a foundationeer, he had gathered unimaginable power. The divine might of an emperor crushed down upon Jiu Jue.

“What a monster...” Jiu Jue had lived for a long time and had never seen such a bizarre existence. When he saw the 30-fold simulacrum, his strongest instinct was that this youth must be stopped!

In the blink of an eye, the two figures rushed at each other, and the two-meter youth and the hundred-meter giant clashed with thunderous force.

Jiu Jue wielded a giant hammer shaped like a wine jug with his totems, the sky-shattering starhammers, revolving around it in the form of the Fivepeaks Star-ring.

“One Strike to Still the Stars!” he roared, swinging the dazzling star hammer in a spinning arc. Where it swept, the heaven and earth trembled, and mountains and rivers for thousands of miles quaked!

This was a high-maniverse-class battle art. The face of the hammer seemed like a collapsing sky pressing down on Tianming’s head. Moreover, the Starfall Pantheon’s battle arts all incorporated their totems, so this seemingly simple strike also contained dual profundities from both divine weapon and totem.

Jiu Jue struck fiercely, taking the initiative with speed!

However, in the next instant, Tianming moved. His aura surged, and gripping his sword with both hands, the Four Cardinals Swordprison mixed with the black-gold brilliance of the Grand-Orient Sword, illuminating the world!

He opened the first stargate. He made two horizontal and two vertical slashes, and the power of the Four Cardinals Swordprison followed the strokes to form a black stargate over a hundred meters tall!

“Ninefold Hell Sword Formation!” The black gate slammed down, countless black streaks of energy howling like dragons, forming a black storm that blanketed Jiu Jue. In the next moment, Tianming followed up with another strike that slashed open the gate from behind. In a flash, sword and gate merged, and a Ninefold Hell Star composed of black swordprison energy thundered forward.

Its emergence instantly swallowed the brilliance of the One Strike to Still the Stars. A terrifying death energy formed a dark sword formation that covered everything. It shot forward like a tiger pouncing on a rabbit, crashing down upon Jiu Jue!

“Desolation Stargate Sword Formation!” In that moment, the intense fighting spirit Jiu Jue had held collapsed entirely. He could accept that Tianming had appeared in the divine tomb, defeated some juniors, and even seized the cosmic tribulation seas.

But this? This was clearly the pinnacle sword art of their Starfall Pantheon, the dream of every member of their pantheon. How could Tianming possibly wield it? In such a short time, how had he learned it? Was he a direct disciple of the astral emperor?

“What the hell is this?! Using my clan’s ultimate techniques against me?!” Humiliated to the extreme, Jiu Jue could only pour all his power against Tianming’s Ninefold Hell Sword Formation!

That hundred-meter black sphere slammed into his totems. The black-gold sword-ki storm was mixed with the power of death and layered with the might of the Four Cardinals Swordprison. Tianming perfectly fused all these forces with his various orders, and one sword pierced straight forward!

Tianming shattered the power of One Strike to Still the Stars, and a tidal wave of black sword-ki directly struck Jiu Jue.

Jiu Jue’s body exploded, his hundred-meter form torn to shreds. The Ninefold Hell Sword Formation locked onto his body, while the power of the Four Cardinals Swordprison continued to grind at him as endless black death fog devoured him.

“Victory....” Tianming hadn’t even relied heavily on his lifebound beasts.

“This imperial-class sword art feels amazing!” This step forward finally solved the awkward situation Tianming had been facing recently, where he could only bombard enemies with divine abilities.

“He’s still not dead?!” Tianming was just about to leave when Jiu Jue suddenly let out a furious howl. His shattered body rapidly stitched itself back together. Though the rebuilt body was injured and bloody, it still had fighting power.

“No matter who you are, no matter what tricks you have, you shall never know peace for all eternity for committing such a grave sin in our divine tomb!” Jiu Jue roared.

As a tombkeeper, letting the dead be disturbed and his clan’s descendants be crushed was the ultimate violation of his faith! In his most anguished moment, Jiu Jue pulled out a vial containing a single drop of blood.

“What is that?” Tianming frowned as he saw Jiu Jue swallow the drop.

As the blood entered his body, Jiu Jue’s tattered body suddenly turned pitch black, before it ignited with black flames.