Chapter 191 - 136: What Is True Invincibility?

Chapter 191: Chapter 136: What Is True Invincibility?

At this moment, the white-clad young man truly resembled an Exiled Immortal descending upon the world. With robes whiter than snow and long hair flowing in the wind, he defied the heavens with peerless elegance.

Wherever he passed, Sword Qi collapsed and the sun and moon dimmed. He was like a Divine Mansion descending to judge the mortal realm; nothing in creation could obscure his radiance.

"Let today’s battle end here," Jiang Hao said.

After speaking, his entire body erupted with power once more. With a flash of his figure, he vanished directly into the Sword Qi.

When he reappeared, he was already right in front of the seven.

BOOM!!!

The Celestial Sword Seven Sons felt as if something had violently slammed into their bodies, and all of them were sent flying backward.

"ARGH!!!"

"URGH!!!"

The seven majestic young figures were knocked away, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood. They flew backward toward Celestial Sword Peak as fast as arrows released from a bowstring.

"Activate the Celestial Sword Peak’s protective grand array and bring them inside, quickly!"

Atop Celestial Sword Peak, an incredibly old figure with a head full of white hair suddenly materialized. He was the first to react, shouting with intense urgency.

In an instant, a loud CLANG rang out!!!

Streaks of Holy Light rose from the ground on Celestial Sword Peak. A terrifying defensive grand array awakened in the blink of an eye, as if waiting quietly to shelter the Celestial Sword Seven Sons upon their arrival.

But in the very next second, the Sword Qi remained unscattered, and the sword light shined as before.

The previous position of the Celestial Sword Seven Sons had been replaced by a figure in white.

Jiang Hao stood in the void where the seven had just been. As he slowly raised his eyes and opened them...

RUMBLE!!!

A terrifying roar echoed outside the Celestial Sword Peak’s grand array. Endless, fearsome power rapidly gathered and condensed. The faint outline of a massive, invisible hand emerged and near-instantly solidified into reality.

"Eighteen Styles of the Heavenly Hand"!

Jiang Hao had long since cultivated this martial skill to the absolute pinnacle. Especially after breaking his limits and stepping into the Mortal Transformation Realm, he could wield this technique exactly as he wished, activating it with a mere thought.

RUMBLE!!!

The terrifying giant hand appeared between the seven retreating figures and the Celestial Sword Peak’s grand array. Like the hand of the heavens, its palm turned over and reached out to grab them.

"No!!!"

The old man standing atop Celestial Sword Peak cried out in despair.

This was an era of supreme geniuses battling for supremacy, and no older generation figure was allowed to interfere in their fights. After all, not everyone was a bizarre exception like Yan Nantian.

The most they could do was activate the defensive grand array and let those seven enter it themselves to seek its protection.

Even that materialized heavenly hand couldn’t be destroyed by them.

It was a roar of true impotence.

RUMBLE!!!

The massive palm caught the seven in its grasp and slowly drew them toward Jiang Hao, completely shattering the hopes of the old man atop Celestial Sword Peak.

"Boy, how dare you!"

BOOM!!!

The old man bellowed, his power ravaging Celestial Sword Peak. He flared with absolute fury—yet all he could do was be furious.

"Boy of the Jiang Family, if you dare to harm a single hair on their heads, I will shatter your soul and make you beg for death in the future! All Celestial Sword Sect disciples at or above the Spirit Transformation Realm, hear my command! Kill this brat! Kill him!"

With no other options left, the Celestial Sword Sect could only rely on their countless supreme geniuses, tying the safety of the seven entirely to the younger generation.

Upon hearing this, the countless Celestial Sword Sect disciples who had yet to recover their wits were momentarily stunned. Instinctively following the Elder’s command, they subconsciously launched their attacks.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

In an instant, countless Celestial Sword Disciples soared into the sky, swarming toward the white-clad figure. They blotted out the sky and covered the earth in a terrifying display of force.

At this moment, their hearts were still filled with endless horror. They were merely attacking on instinct, brimming with shock.

An innumerable amount of heaven-defying geniuses charged upward into the sky, presenting an utterly terrifying sight.

However, in the very next moment.

The peerlessly elegant white-clad youth cast a cold, indifferent glance at the vast sea of Cultivators rising into the air like heavenly troops. Carrying endless Divine Power of Transcendence, his figure suddenly plummeted.

BOOM!!!

In that instant, the youth landed at the pinnacle of the void, anchoring himself amidst the countless geniuses like the legendary Sea-Calming Needle, as endless, terrifying power erupted from his body.

The power rippled outward, sweeping in all directions like the endless waves of the ocean, spreading out in the blink of an eye.

Instantly...

BOOM!!!

"ARGH!!!"

All the geniuses from every direction were sent flying backward, withering one after another like fallen leaves caught in the wind.

The descent of the white-clad figure was like a monstrous tidal wave, directly blasting away everyone in its path. Wherever the power swept past, bodies were violently overturned with unstoppable momentum.

For a time, the sky above the Celestial Sword Sect was filled with endless wails of agony, severely stimulating the minds of everyone present.

"AAAHHH!"

"URGH!!!"

BOOM!!!

With just a single sweep, the sea of people collapsed like a landslide, suffering massive casualties in swathes.

Beneath the white-clad youth’s feet lay total devastation, and agonizing screams echoed endlessly in the air.

This scene thoroughly shook the entire Earth Realm of the Celestial Sword Sect, as well as the countless onlookers from various factions in the surrounding area.

Everyone was utterly dumbfounded. Their eyes were filled with disbelief, completely unable to accept the reality unfolding right before them.

"Good heavens!" an imposing older generation figure couldn’t help but cry out. His eyes were wide enough to split, filled with surging shock.

Even Jiang Renfeng and Yan Nantian were dumbstruck. They stared blankly at the white-clad figure standing at the pinnacle of the Celestial Sword Sect’s endless Saint Sons, Saintesses, and supreme geniuses.

The horror in their eyes was no less intense than anyone else’s, as if they too had suffered an unprecedented shock.

However, the most shocked of all was naturally the entire Celestial Sword Sect.

Within the Celestial Sword Sect, the uncountable number of Cultivators were all petrified on the spot. It was as if someone had cast an Immobilization Technique on them, rendering them no different from clay statues or wooden carvings. For a moment, they even forgot to breathe.

It wasn’t until those wails of agony—cries that struck the very depths of their souls—echoed in their ears that the endless Celestial Sword Cultivators finally snapped back to reality.

"Heavens, he... he, he, he...?"

"No, no, this can’t be real. It’s a dream! Senior Brother, am I dreaming?"

The Celestial Sword Seven Sons had lost!

And they had lost so thoroughly! Not only that, but in a single encounter, countless supreme geniuses of the Celestial Sword Sect had been completely suppressed, collapsing like a fallen sky.

One by one, the geniuses who had been sent flying and coughing blood clutched their chests. The way they looked at that white-clad figure had undergone an earth-shattering change.

Their eyes were filled with horror, shock, doubt, disbelief, panic, and unease—a complex myriad of emotions.

At this moment, the Elders of the Celestial Sword Sect completely stopped breathing, utterly petrified into stone statues by shock.

Just what kind of terrifying scene was this?

"Haha, HAHAHA!!!"

At a certain moment, Jiang Renfeng was the first to let out a joyous, ecstatic laugh. His entire body trembled with endless excitement.

"Invincible? What does it mean to be invincible?" Sweeping his large hand out to point at that elegant figure, Jiang Renfeng spoke with such excitement that his hand shook. "This is true invincibility!"

This was true invincibility.

Invincible within the same realm.

"Good kid! He’s even more freakish than I was back in the day. This guy is simply a monster," Yan Nantian said. He uncharacteristically sat up straight, gasping for air as if he had witnessed something unimaginable; he had never shown such an expression before.

At this moment, the entire world seemed to fall silent.

Outside the Earth Realm of the Celestial Sword Sect, the countless representatives of the Eastern Domain factions who had rushed over upon hearing the news all wore identical expressions. They stared blankly at that figure, unable to look away.

The shock, horror, and indescribable emotions in their eyes were impossible to put into words.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Ten breaths.

Twenty breaths.

It wasn’t until thirty breaths later that the endless older generation Cultivators finally awakened from their horror.

An invincible posture—this was a truly invincible posture.

"What terrifying power... What kind of power is that?"

"The power of limits! It’s the power of breaking limits!"

"What did you say?"

BOOM!!!

Countless older generation figures shuddered violently, billions of thunderbolts roaring in their hearts.

Some majestic figures were filled with astonishment, their scalps tingling only after a long moment had passed.

"This child’s future achievements will be unimaginable... absolutely unimaginable," one muttered.

"In the future of this Cultivation Realm, there will undoubtedly be a place for him," another agreed.

Countless older generation figures felt as though they had been struck by lightning, as if they had caught a glimpse of a corner of the future.

In the unseen fabric of fate, that white-clad figure seemed to have broken the shackles of the younger generation. Even the older generation figures were forced to take him seriously.

That young man had already stepped into the ranks of the older generation; both his identity and status had quietly elevated at this very moment.

After today, the entire Eastern Domain would have to re-evaluate that white-clad youth.

Within the Celestial Sword Sect.

The terrifying giant hand gripped the Celestial Sword Seven Sons, slowly drawing them over. Wherever it passed, the void itself seemed unable to withstand the hand’s fluctuations. Ultimately, the seven were suppressed beneath the white-clad youth.

Looking at the youth whose eyes held neither sorrow nor joy as he gazed down at them like an Exiled Immortal, the seven couldn’t stop their bodies from trembling.

When they saw that figure slowly raise his hand, the seven turned deathly pale.

"What... what are you going to do?"

"Don’t you dare!"

Faced with their panic and threats, the youth remained expressionless and immediately slapped his palm down.

And this scene directly pushed the development of events to yet another climax.

Those were the Celestial Sword Seven Sons!

How could he dare?

He was going to pierce a hole in the heavens!