Super Gene Ⅱ: Evolution-Chapter 668 - : Presumptuous
Chapter 668: Chapter 668: Presumptuous
“Shake hands with me and make peace, such a strike is far from enough, you need to show more skill,” Tian Zhixia said calmly.
“Little Imperial Uncle, both of us are pillars of the Celestial Race, why must we fight to the death?” An Jiahe sighed.
Yet Tian Zhixia ignored him, tossed aside the large hammer in his hand, and took the long box off his back, planting it directly into the ground.
He flipped open the top of the long box with one hand, while the other reached in and drew out the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade.
As soon as the blade was unveiled, everyone felt threatened as if the soaring murderous aura could split a person in two, causing them all to retreat several steps involuntarily.
Even the Emperor Tianshu and An Yi in the clouds showed a look of surprise.
“That blade… why does it feel so familiar… the intention behind that blade… could it be the Three Reverences Sword Skill from that peerless swordsman of the Mysterious Clan?” An Yi’s expression changed slightly, but quickly returned to normal.
“I didn’t expect that the Little Uncle would truly forge such a blade,” Emperor Tianshu was somewhat surprised, for even he did not know that Tian Zhixia had forged the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade.
Standing there with a single hand on the blade, Tian Zhixia exuded a lofty sense of unapproachability, like the supreme devil within the abyss.
An Jiahe’s expression also became solemn as he watched Tian Zhixia.
In his hand, the renowned blade, Reaper’s Decree, seemed to lose its luster under the ferocious flames of the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade.
“Draw your blade,” Tian Zhixia commanded, his demonic flames engulfing the heavens. The Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade lay on the ground, flashing with frightening demonic lights.
An Jiahe’s eyes hardened, and like a stunned rainbow, he suddenly moved in front of Tian Zhixia. In an unbelievable moment, Reaper’s Decree was drawn.
Clang!
The Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade was lifted by Tian Zhixia, blocking An Jiahe’s nearly invisible strike.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
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In the instant that Reaper’s Decree was blocked, An Jiahe turned into thousands of ghostly figures, with slashes of Blade Qi crisscrossing like lightning birthed from the void, engulfing Tian Zhixia.
Tian Zhixia merely moved the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade slightly in his hand, the tip of the blade always pointing downwards, not showing any attacking posture, yet blocking all the crisscrossing slashes.
The sound of blade against blade merged into one continuous line, indistinguishable as to how many times they struck, no longer discernible as separate strikes.
Those watching were dazzled and awed. An Jiahe had become one with the light of his blade, his body radiant.
Blades of light flickered throughout the sky, but no figure could be seen.
At times the light was like thunder and lightning, at others, it was like a deluge. Sometimes it seemed like a sky full of falling flowers, at others like entwined threads of affection.
The sight was enough to make onlookers’ hearts race and courage falter; even other Nirvana Beings were inexplicably terrified.
“This An Jiahe is indeed no ordinary Nirvana Being. His blade technique is truly demonic and ghostly, so fast it’s impossible to see clearly,” Lin Shen was relieved to have found Tian Zhixia. If he himself had faced An Jiahe, without knowing his capabilities, he might have been struck down from the very first slash.
An Jiahe would certainly not be as concerned with Tian Zhixia as with him; perhaps the very first strike would have incapacitated him.
“We truly underestimated the powerhouses of this world before. As Nirvana Beings, I fear we wouldn’t even be able to take one of his strikes; his blade is too fast,” Ye Kong said, his voice tinged with fear.
“His blade is not just fast, it’s more than that,” Ouyang Yudu sighed. “Not having entered Nirvana, we can only stand outside the door after all. It seems it’s time for us to embark on Nirvana too.”
The crowd watched in a daze as, in just a moment, An Jiahe had used countless Blade Techniques.
Moreover, he had merged all those myriad Blade Techniques into his own, making it seem as if All Streams Return to the Origin, possessing the manner of a master of the Blade Technique of his age.
Regardless of how his Blade Technique changed, however, it was all blocked by the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade.
The Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade seemed to have its own consciousness, its tip pointing toward the ground and hovering in front of Tian Zhixia. With only slight movements, it blocked all of An Jiahe’s myriad Blade Techniques.
To the ordinary eye, An Jiahe appeared to have taken control of the entire situation, but the true experts understood that An Jiahe had already been defeated.
Tian Zhixia hadn’t even made a move, yet An Jiahe was already unable to get the better of him, not even able to breach his Blade.
“Enough already,” Tian Zhixia had run out of patience and reached for the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade, slashing out against the heavens directly.
Disheveled hair whipping about, demon flames reaching the sky, the moment the Blade Qi was raised, it was like the fierce light that slayed billions of demon gods, instantly shattering the sky full of Blade Qi. The terrifying Blade Qi extended like a demon possessing infinite magic power, roaring as it charged toward An Jiahe.
An Jiahe’s pupils contracted, holy light rising throughout his body, and from his back, another four pairs of lustrous Angel’s Wings ascended. Six wings unfurled together as infinite energy within the space converged upon him, transforming his body into the Six-Winged Angel of Light, radiating a sun-like, dazzling brilliance.
An Jiahe gripped his sword with both hands, the light on the sword originally a sacred white, but due to the white light converging so intensely, it had actually turned into a black akin to a black hole.
The long sword slashed down, meeting the terrifying force of Tian Zhixia’s heaven-defying slash.
In just an instant, both the renowned sword, Reaper’s Decree, in An Jiahe’s hand, and the black hole-like Blade Qi he had formed, were shattered by the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade.
The resulting shockwave forcibly blasted An Jiahe’s body up into the sky.
An Jiahe’s face was filled with terror as he forcefully gathered strands of light between his hands, attempting to withstand the terrifying Blade Qi.
But if even his strongest slash could not hold against Tian Zhixia’s single strike, how could he possibly hold on now?
The force of the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade continued unabated, like a roaring Evil Ghost continuing to rush toward An Jiahe, intending to utterly devour him.
Suddenly, Tian Zhixia’s other hand pressed on the back of the blade, forcefully pushing the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade downward.
The dread Blade Qi, akin to an Evil Ghost, diverged from its path under the press of Tian Zhixia’s hand, shooting past under An Jiahe’s feet and rushing into the clouds above, splitting the sea of clouds in the sky cleanly in two.
Boom!
As people watched in stunned silence, the beams of light that burst forth from An Jiahe’s clasped hands struck the body of Tian Zhixia, who had been pressing down the Blade. Tian Zhixia, who had withstood the backlash of the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade, was blasted away, colliding heavily with the ground and causing it to crack open.
An Jiahe, like the Six-Winged Angel of Light, shot down from the sky, as if an angel descending, and charged at Tian Zhixia once more.
“That’s enough, the victor has been decided. There’s no need to continue,” Lin Shen shouted angrily even as he dashed forward.
“I’m not dead, neither is he, the victory is not yet decided, the battle must continue,” An Jiahe seemed to have lost control, transforming again into a white rainbow and piercing toward the wounded Tian Zhixia.
Lin Shen had already reached behind the injured Tian Zhixia, grabbing him and swiftly retreating, dodging An Jiahe’s terrifying strike.
An Jiahe’s power had blasted a huge hole in the ground, the rocks within the pit crystallizing as if from a hydrogen bomb explosion.
It was fortunate that Lin Shen retreated swiftly enough; otherwise, had the severely injured Tian Zhixia received that strike, if it didn’t kill him, it would have cost him half his life.
“Insolence. Are you disregarding me, the Head of the Celestial Master Institute?” Lin Shen looked coldly at An Jiahe in the sky, who resembled a Seraph.
