I Have A Sword

Realizing that Ye Guan was more terrifying than he expected, Wang An decided to gang up on him instead. For someone so young to be able to hold their ground against him, an elite in the Ancient Sovereign Realm, was simply inconceivable. Hence, to prevent any unexpected accidents from happening, he concluded that it would be better to use their numbers against him.

They had to prioritize killing the young swordsman. Martial ethics and similar concepts weren't important right now.

With Wang An choosing to gang up on him, Ye Guan's gaze turned cold. He wasn't really surprised, though. After all, he had been expecting this outcome.

In response, he decided not to hold back anymore either.

Boom...

Suddenly, four terrifying auras surged out of Ye Guan. They belonged to Mu Yuan, Ye An, and the two other god-generals.

The moment they emerged, Wang An's expression drastically changed.

"You!" he exclaimed in shock.

Mu Yuan, leading the charge, rushed toward Wang An and delivered a resounding slap to his face.

The old man's aura made Wang An's heart tremble with fear. It was even stronger than his own, so he dared not be careless. With a flick of his right hand, a dark golden armguard appeared on his right arm. He then threw a devastating punch with all his might, causing fist light to erupt!

Boom!

However, the fist light shattered as soon as it appeared. Immediately after, Wang An was knocked thousands of meters away, and the spacetime all around him collapsed. His armguard was also shattered into pieces.

When Wang An finally stopped, he looked up at Mu Yuan, his eyes filled with horror. "You..."

Mu Yuan did not waste any words. His image shook as he transformed into a ray of divine light and rushed toward Wang An, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

His identity was rather special, so it was best not to expose it. Otherwise, he would not be able to let any of these people live since that would bring great trouble to Ye Guan.

Seeing the divine light that Mu Yuan emanated, Wang An's eyes narrowed. "Divine power... You're from the Temple of the Gods!"

Only those from the Temple of the Gods possessed such power!

Upon closing in on Wang An, Mu Yuan threw a punch. Thousands of rays of divine light surged out from his fist.

As his expression grew heavier, Wang An stepped forward and tightly clenched his left hand. A huge black vortex then appeared behind him, from which countless dense dark energies rushed out and converged into his body.

Right after, he threw a straight right!

Black fist radiance formed a shield-like barrier in front of him.

Boom!

As soon as Mu Yuan and Wang An's attacks collided, a terrifying energy shockwave erupted, blasting the two away.

After skidding to a stop, Mu Yuan glanced at Wang An, his eyes slightly narrowed. "Dark Arts!"

Like Divine Arts, Dark Arts were created by the First God. However, Dark Arts were only created after the First God gained full divinity. Moreover, only a few Divine Servants had practiced them.

Wang An glared at Mu Yuan. He spread his hands, then slowly clenched them. In an instant, countless dark energies gathered around him. His aura also skyrocketed, spreading outward like a raging tide. It was incredibly terrifying.

Their eyes locked as they vanished from where they were standing.

Mu Yuan was stunned. Wang An did not rush toward him. Instead, he turned and fled.

You showed such a grand move just to flee?

Mu Yuan was dumbfounded.

Almost at the same time, the other members of the Wang Clan also turned and fled.

Wang An decided to retreat for two reasons. The first reason was Mu Yuan. Since the old man cultivated divine power, he could be affiliated with the Temple of the Gods. In other words, there Ye Guan might be connected to that organization as well. The second reason was the unfavorable situation. Considering half of the people that he had brought with him were slain, he concluded that they no longer had any chance of winning.

At that moment, Mu Yuan suddenly said, "We can't let them leave."

He then transformed into a ray of divine light and rushed toward Wang An. Ye Guan and the others immediately gave chase as well.

Mu Yuan and the others' identities had to remain a secret. Otherwise, things would become very difficult for Ye Guan.

Moving quicker than Wang An, he caught up to him in no time.

Boom!

A ray of divine light descended in front of Wang An, blocking his path. However, he did not stop. While still trying to flee, he threw a punch toward the divine light, shattering it.

Bang!

However, at the same time, another terrifying force reached him from behind.

His face darkened. Unable to escape anymore, he could only turn around and throw another punch.

Boom!

The divine and dark lights collided, the resulting impact sending Wang An flying. Before he could even decelerate, a ray of sword light silently rushed toward him.

Opting to deal with their strongest opponent first, Ye Guan now targeted him!

Wang An laughed loudly. Instead of retreating, he advanced and threw a punch toward Ye Guan's sword.

Bang!

The attack shattered Ye Guan's sword light and blasted him away.

Wang An looked down at his right arm, finding a deep sword mark on his fist. Blood continuously flowed from it. It did not take long for his fist to be dyed red with blood.

He raised his head and looked at Ye Guan, who had stopped some distance away. He could not help but praise him. "Impressive Sword Intent!"

Right after, he clasped his hands together.

Boom!

Behind him, a pure black image thousands of meters tall appeared. It emitted a terrifying black aura as if it were a demonic god.

Mu Yuan, who was beside Ye Guan, narrowed his eyes. "Dark Void Projection?! This guy has some tricks up his sleeves, I'll need to use some of my own too."

Ye Guan nodded. "Alright."

Mu Yuan took a step forward as a divine light surged from within him. After taking another step, divine light emerged from under his feet. With a quick jab, he sent the two rays toward Wang An in the form of two giant blades.

Wang An's eyes narrowed. "Divine Blades? Who exactly are you...?"

As he spoke, he used the Dark Void Projection counterpunch.

Boom! Bang!

Unable to withstand the Divine Blades' power, the Dark Void Projection shattered.

Now aware that he was no match for Mu Yuan, Wang An turned and fled once more. However, Mu Yuan had no intention of letting him escape. Taking another step forward, a Divine Blade suddenly flew out from between his eyebrows and toward Wang An, who had already reached the end of the starry sky.

Sensing a projectile coming toward him, Wang An felt horror rising in his heart. Looking up at the void, he threw caution to the wind.

"Save me!" he roared as he crushed a wooden tablet with his hands.

Boom!

Above Wang An's head, a black, giant finger broke through the void and collided with Mu Yuan's Divine Blade.

Rumble!

With his Divine Blade forcibly stopped in its tracks, Mu Yuan glanced at the depths of the starry sky.

"Let's go," he said.

Ye Guan nodded. He then turned and left with the others. However, as soon as they departed, a group of powerful individuals, the Wang Clan's elites, emerged from the rift in spacetime behind Wang An. Leading them was Wang Zong, their clan leader.

Wang Zong looked into the distance, his brows furrowing.

"Divine Blades," he muttered.

Wang An's expression soured. "He's from the Temple of the Gods."

"No, he's not," a clan elder argued, causing everyone to turn to him.

He continued, "He's from the Daoist Temple."

The Daoist Temple?!

The revelation shocked everyone. The Daoist Temple was the predecessor of the Temple of the Gods. Very few people knew about it today.

"Ye Guan's identity..." the elder said in a low voice.

The faces of the Wang Clan's elites darkened. If Ye Guan was truly connected to the Daoist Temple, then he had to be quite special. Hence, they could not help but admit now that they had underestimated him.

They had already lost more than twenty elites to him, and the weakest of them was an Imperial Sovereign. Such losses were significant even for the Wang Clan.

Some elders could not help but glance grudgingly at Wang An, feeling some resentment toward him. If he had just listened to the Grand Elder's advice and conducted a proper investigation, perhaps they would not have lost another twelve Imperial Sovereigns. Considering those individuals had all been meticulously cultivated by the Wang Clan, losing them like this was truly regrettable.

Noticing that the elders' gazes were on him, Wang An's expression darkened. He couldn't even say anything now that everyone was upset with him.

"We have to find out the true identity of the person who used the Divine Blades and, more importantly, his relationship with the young swordsman," the Grand Elder said.

"We have to seek guidance from the Divine Ancestor," Wang Zong said.

Since this involved the Daoist Temple, they could only seek guidance from the Divine Ancestor. He was the only one who truly understood that era.

Grand Elder nodded. "I agree. That's our only option now."

Wang Zong slowly closed his eyes. Right after, the wooden tablet in his hand began to tremble slightly. A mysterious aura soon emerged around them.

The elites of the Wang Clan immediately knelt, respect plastered all over their faces.

After some time passed, Wang Zong opened his eyes, excitement clearly visible in his gaze.

"Clan Leader?" the Grand Elder hurriedly asked.

Staring into the depths of the galaxy, Wang Zong said, "That person's name is Mu Yuan. He disappeared at the same time as the Divine Painting. Since the First God's inheritance lies in the Divine Painting, now that he has reappeared..."

"Ye Guan has obtained First God's inheritance?!" the Grand Elder exclaimed in surprise.

Wang Zong slowly clenched his fists in an attempt to suppress his excitement, but it still showed in his expression. "It's highly possible. That would also explain why he relentlessly tried to kill Wang An earlier. He did not want his identity to be exposed..."

The Wang Clan's elites were also excited now.

One of the reasons the gods had a civil war in the past was their desire to obtain the treasures and Ancestral Veins the First God had left behind.

Even though so many years had passed since then, the gods still had not given up on their search for it. After all, it not only symbolized a certain status but also contained countless treasures and Ancestral Veins!

It was irresistible!

"This information must not be made public," Wang Zong suddenly said.

Looking toward the distant end of the starry sky, his eyes glinted. "Our clan will slaughter that golden hen and take everything for ourselves."

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