Chapter 877: Intervention of the Incense Sect

Zhang Ling and the others exchanged glances.

Did the Supreme Emperor fight that person a hundred years ago?

Judging from the way he spoke, it seemed that both of them had suffered heavy injuries in that battle.

Was this the reason why the transition to the Tribulation Realm was delayed?

"Lu Ping, what's there to talk about from a hundred years ago? From what I saw, you were wounded worse than I was in that battle. It's likely that you'll never transcend the Tribulation Realm in this lifetime," said Wang Zhenlong, snorting. He continued, "The juniors are the ones doing the sword questioning this time, so us seniors shouldn't get involved. Let our disciples have a good fight."

Lu Ping's gaze darkened slightly as he coldly replied, "Once I put an end to your Sword Questioning today, I can happily welcome the Heavenly Tribulation myself."

Wang Zhenlong sneered. "The Spiritual Void Sword Sect can't even appoint a sword leader, and you still dare talk about putting an end to our Sword Questioning? And you, with your old creaking bones, do you think you'll make it to the Tribulation Realm safely? What a joke."

Both the disciples and the surrounding cultivators understood now. These two had a deep grudge way back.

"Let's see if you're a mule or a horse—bring it out and show us," said Lu Ping calmly.

He waved his hand to summon the Nascent Soul realm sword cultivator.

Lu Ping said, "This is our contender. If you win, you may continue with the Sword Questioning. If you lose, quietly return to the Central Continent. Don't set foot in Celestial Heaven again, or next time, you won't be so lucky to return."

Everyone looked at the Nascent Soul realm sword cultivator strangely. This person didn't seem extraordinary. He didn't appear to be the strongest Nascent Soul realm cultivator within the Spiritual Void Sword Sect either.

Why did the Spiritual Void Sword Sect send him to fight?

"I am He Zuyan of Spiritual Void Sword Sect," introduced He Zuyan.

𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

On the surface, he appeared calm, but deep inside, he felt uneasy. He had swallowed the pill, yet nothing had happend. This left him uncertain whether Zuo Xu was playing tricks on him.

At this point, he had no way out. No matter the outcome, he had to grit his teeth and face Fang Chen head-on. Perhaps he could follow in Qin Hucheng's footsteps and comprehend the Death Sword Intent through a near-death experience. Maybe there would be a slight chance of victory.

Fang Chen nodded and stepped out from the crowd. Suddenly, he sensed something and activated his Primordial Immortal Eyes. In the void, he saw an endless flow of incense energy slowly entering He Zuyan.

Incense energy?! An expert from the Incense Sect is supporting him?

This was cheating!

Fang Chen furrowed his brows.

Finally, He Zuyan felt the strange changes happening to him. He felt his spiritual energy rapidly growing to the extent that he thought he was breaking through to a new realm. His eyes flashed with excitement, and he immediately pointed his sword at Fang Chen from afar. He shouted, "Sword Leader Fang, please spar with me!"

The more the power surged within him, the more thrilled He Zuyan became. In just a short time, he felt his strength multiply by more than tenfold! It was as if his body no longer belonged to him!

It was all thanks to the extraordinary pill Zuo Xu had given them. He Zuyan could already imagine himself defeating Fang Chen and putting an end to the Void Immortal Sword Sect's Sword Questioning.

This battle would surely be recorded and remembered as a legendary moment in history. The name of the Spiritual Void Sword Sect would resound across the lands of Celestial Heaven, Northern Dipper, and Central Continent!

At that moment, a cultivator sensed an anomaly, murmuring, "Huh, his aura... Why is it growing stronger and stronger...."

Another cultivator exclaimed, "The Spiritual Void Sword Sect has come prepared, or else they wouldn't send a random person to fight! This one is probably among the top Nascent Soul realm sword cultivators!"

The cultivators nearby also noticed He Zuyan's changes, and their eyes sparkled with curiosity.

The female sword cultivator heaved a sigh of relief as she watched He Zuyan's aura visibly rise at an incredible rate.

It seemed that Zuo Xu truly lived up to his reputation. She was certain that the Spiritual Void Sword Sect could definitely wrap up the Sword Questioning with this battle.

The Nascent Soul realm sword cultivators around her were regretful. Had they known this would happen, they would have competed for the opportunity to fight.

The various elders of the Spiritual Void Sword Sect stared at He Zuyan, and their gazes changed from solemnity to smiles.

Lu Ping chuckled. "How is my junior's cultivation? Don't be deceived by his appearance as a Nascent Soul realm cultivator. Among them all, only few can compare with him."

Wang Zhenlong narrowed his eyes slightly and calmly reminded Fang Chen to be careful.

Among everyone present, only Fang Chen could see the incense energy. Even Wang Zhenlong couldn't discern the change in He Zuyin.

"Draw your sword," said He Zuyan, laughing.

His voice was full of enthusiasm and confidence.

Fang Chen drew his sword, and with it came the fourth sword of the Eight Desolation Supreme Sword Scripture.

Before this, he hadn't even used the second sword. As the swords in the scripture advanced, they became increasingly plain, yet they somehow resonated with the immortal intent Fang Chen had cultivated.

When Fang Chen swung the sword, everyone felt as if he were a mortal wielding his sword to slay immortals.

He Zuyan laughed maniacally and taunted, "Is that all?"

Then, he raised his own sword to strike.

His sword condensed a terrifying sword momentum. Although it lacked sword intent, it gave off an overwhelming sensation of calamity, as though it could destroy everything in its path.

It made Fang Chen appear even more insignificant.

Pfft—

A spray of blood splashed onto the ground.

Fang Chen stood firm and held his sword without budging an inch.

Meanwhile, He Zuyan, who had been laughing hysterically just moments ago, staggered backward and struggled to glance down at his chest.

A deep sword wound had appeared on his chest.

"Is that all?" asked Fang Chen, frowning.

The crowd fell into stunned silence. Even Lu Ping and Wang Zhenlong were shocked.

How could such an ordinary strike shatter the sword momentum that He Zuyan had so carefully condensed, even injuring him?

The crowd, who had expected an epic battle, slowly began to contemplate.

"Is this guy really invincible?"

"As a Nascent Soul realm cultivator myself, how can his offensive power be so much stronger than ours...?"

Whispers began to ripple through the spectators.

Those watching through the Heaven Profound Mirror were equally stunned, with their brows furrowing into tight furrows.

In the distance, Zuo Xu stood with his hands behind his back as he watched the scene unfold. He wasn't surprised at all, but the smile on his face grew even wider.

"Is this really all...?" laughed He Zuyan as he raised his head and stared at Fang Chen.

A strange brilliance flickered in his eyes, and his voice became rich and magnetic.

To those watching, it felt like He Zuyan had transformed into a majestic lion.

But in Fang Chen's eyes, he saw a phantom shadow of a lion-headed human figure descending from the sky and merging with He Zuyan.

It seemed clear—the phantom shadow was the expert from the Incense Sect.

"Something's wrong!" shouted someone.

The crowd suddenly snapped to attention.