The Sword God of the Universe

The Curved Moon Scythe, a pure offensive Holy Artifact, its power so strong it made one’s heart tremble.

This was a Sect Suppressing, Clan Suppressing level Holy Artifact, far beyond the comparison to a normal Holy Artifact.

As the scythe light flashed, the aura of death invaded everything within the space.

Jing Yan felt this force, and only felt a slight chill in his Divine Soul, his eyes dead set on the black sword light.

The spatial barriers seemed like mere paper, silently sliced and torn apart. The Power of Laws between heaven and earth, originally a colorful light halo, were now stripped away, turning into a pitch-blackness like ink.

If the colorful and normal Laws were alive, then the now-blackened Laws were equivalent to being dead. Even the Laws were eroded by the aura of death.

During the initial war between the Human Gods, a large number of Holy Dao Practitioners fought, shattering this world, fracturing the once intact Law System, leading to a present where even Divine Crystals could no longer be nurtured.

"Boom!"

The black scythe light was extremely fast.

Jing Yan almost instinctively used the Holy Light Sword Technique, condensed his Sword Intent Divine Ability, and blasted it towards the black scythe light.

A thunderous noise shook the heavens and earth.

Jing Yan successfully blocked the Curved Moon Scythe’s light, but those wisps of death aura, like maggots to the bone, spread to Jing Yan’s proximity, attempting to permeate. Jing Yan quickly spurred his Divine Thought to isolate the death aura.

"What a terrifying Holy Artifact!"

"Damn it!" Jing Yan cursed in anger.

The weapon in his hand wasn’t even a regular Holy Artifact; this was too disadvantageous.

"Divine Skills?"

"Little bastard, you’ve actually mastered Divine Skills! No wonder, your strength is so formidable. But today, you’re doomed to die here!" the Fang Family Patriarch’s expression was ferocious, and he swung the Curved Moon Scythe in his hand once more.

The nine other Fang Family Saints also took their positions, launching the most ferocious attacks on Jing Yan.

Two from the Saint Realm Third Stage, four from the Second Realm of Holy, four from the Saint Realm First Stage!

With such a formation, who in this world could withstand it?

Not to mention, in the hands of the Fang Family Patriarch, there was also the Clan Suppressing Sacred Artifact-level Curved Moon Scythe.

In just the blink of an eye, Jing Yan was already injured. Facing the siege of these ten Saints was much more severe than the siege he encountered at the Rainbow Gown Divine Sect.

"A First-grade force, you stoop to such shamelessness to besiege me with so many? Does the Fang Family not fear losing face if word gets out?" Jing Yan’s breathing was a bit disordered, staring at the Fang Family Patriarch as he yelled.

"Boy, you killed my son, so today my Fang Family is having its revenge. Hmph, who dares gossip?" The Fang Family Patriarch was clearly not going to be easily provoked by Jing Yan.

Moreover, after witnessing Jing Yan’s Divine Skills’ power, he was even less likely to face him one-on-one. He fully believed the words of the Rainbow Gown Divine Sect’s Old Sect Master, Ji Rong, that Jing Yan’s combat power was indeed extremely formidable. Even Ji Rong, borrowing the power of the Rainbow Divine Bridge of the Divine Sect, found it hard to retain him.

"Rumble!" Jing Yan stimulated his Primordial Energy to the extreme, forcefully blocking all the attacks from every direction once again.

His body was sent flying once again.

"Whoosh!" Seizing the moment, he spurred the Sky Wings, transforming into a streak of light fleeing away.

"Think you can run?"

"Do you really think you can escape?" As he saw Jing Yan trying to escape, the Fang Family Patriarch was not worried at all.

The Curved Moon Scythe in his hand slashed out another Sword Light, speeding towards Jing Yan’s figure to assassinate him.

Jing Yan didn’t turn back, instead, he used his Sword Intent Divine Ability to compress the sword light directly. The Sword Intent Divine Ability couldn’t shatter the sword light, but it timely squeezed the direction of the sword light slightly, allowing it to pass by his body.

Of course, about twenty percent of the energy from the sword light still swept across Jing Yan.

The shattered Defensive Divine Artifact blocked part of the power, while the Heavenly Dragon Spiritual Body bore the remaining part, so there was no lethal damage to Jing Yan. However, the breath of death was most troublesome, and Jing Yan had to divert a considerable amount of Divine Thought to isolate and block it.

The speed of the Sky Wings was incredibly fast.

The Fang Family Patriarch could only manage to strike a blow at the retreating Jing Yan before he flew out of his attack range.

"This little bastard is so fast! His movement technique... It seems I have seen it somewhere before!" The Fang Family Patriarch frowned.

"Patriarch, did you just say that Jing Yan possesses Divine Skills?" A Fang Family Holy Dao practitioner exclaimed in surprise.

"Mm, if I am not mistaken, that was indeed the power of Divine Skills! This kid must die; if he remains alive, he will become a great threat to our Fang Family!" The Fang Family Patriarch nodded.

"Pursue him!" The Fang Family Patriarch shouted loudly.

"Yes!" The crowd responded.

With the Soul-locking Lamp on their trail, they weren’t worried about Jing Yan escaping anywhere. No matter where Jing Yan hid, they could find him. And the next time they found Jing Yan, they would first employ some binding powers to restrict his movement technique, thoroughly ensuring his death.

"Whoosh..." Jing Yan pushed the Sky Wings to their limit, completely turning into a streak of light, flying toward the Death Abyss.

As long as he entered the Death Abyss, the Fang Family members would definitely not dare to follow recklessly.

Jing Yan didn’t dare to enter the Qiankun Small World. freewёbnoνel.com

In front of Saint Realm martial artists, the Qiankun Small World was difficult to hide. Once the Qiankun Small World was discovered, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Therefore, Jing Yan could only flee without being caught by the Fang Family members.

"Death Abyss!" Without any pause, he flew directly to the location of the Death Abyss, and by now, Jing Yan could already see the black mist above the Death Abyss.

To other martial artists, this land of death, a place to be avoided, was Jing Yan’s lifeline.

Without any hesitation, he plunged in.

A powerful crushing force swept in from all directions immediately. However, this force was bearable for Jing Yan at the moment.

Jing Yan only felt it for a moment before entering the Qiankun Small World. The power of the Death Abyss, though bearable, was extremely uncomfortable. Moreover, the deeper into the Abyss, the stronger the destructive power became. Jing Yan didn’t want to suffer alive, so he entered the Qiankun Small World, allowing the small world to fall to the bottom on its own.

A day later, the Fang Family members also arrived outside the Death Abyss.

"Patriarch, did Jing Yan really enter the Death Abyss?"

"Mm!" The Fang Family Patriarch nodded with a dark expression, his brows furrowed as he stared at the spreading black mist.

"Entering the Death Abyss, even a practitioner of the Third Stage of the Holy Realm would almost certainly die! That kid, is he courting death?" A Fang Family Saint shook his head.

"He’s not dead yet! The Soul-locking Lamp senses that he’s still alive!" The Fang Family Patriarch gritted his teeth, "Damn little bastard!"

"Still alive?"

"How long can he last against the Death Abyss? Patriarch, let’s just wait here, he won’t be able to endure inside and will come out!" one person said, clearly unwilling to enter the Death Abyss to pursue Jing Yan.

"Mm, let’s wait! The Death Abyss is too dangerous; we won’t go in!" The Fang Family Patriarch nodded slightly after a brief contemplation.