Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Li Chen strode forward, staring at the blood-soaked body of Hong Song Taoist with a chilling sneer.

"Senior, it seems that you, as a so-called Nascent Soul Strong Person, are nothing special after all?"

"Darn you... Pu-chi!"

Before Hong Song Taoist could finish his sentence, rage overcame him, and he vehemently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Strike while the enemy is sick, take his life!

Li Chen gave a ferocious smile and violently swung the Mystic Iron Heavy Sword. Like the waters of a mighty river surging forward, he swiftly slashed fiercely towards Hong Song Taoist.

Hong Song Taoist was greatly alarmed in his heart; he no longer dared to underestimate Li Chen and immediately raised his only remaining arm to block with his sword.

"Clang!"

A metallic collision echoed sharply, like fireworks of the Lantern Festival bursting fiercely into the sky.

Already severely injured, Hong Song Taoist managed to block the sword, but blood boiled within him as if he had been harshly struck by a high-speed train, feeling as though his entire skeleton was about to fall apart.

"Darn it, today both of you villains must die!"

Hong Song Taoist roared hysterically like an enraged beast.

At once, he transformed his Spirit Sword into Sword Gang, like a wild hurricane sweeping towards both Li Chen and Lian Hongshang.

"Heavy Sword without Edge!"

Li Chen wielded the Mystic Iron Heavy Sword, transforming it into a mountain range standing between him and Lian Hongshang, blocking the assault of Hong Song Taoist.

"Purple Qi Comes from the East!"

Lian Hongshang lightly tapped her toes on the ground, like a dragonfly skimming water, and leaped into the air. The Purple Shadow Immortal Sword flashed coldly, transforming into purple lightning as it thrust towards Hong Song Taoist.

"Hmph, you're seeking death!"

Seeing Lian Hongshang swing her sword to strike, Hong Song Taoist grunted angrily.

Immediately, he swung his own sword to strike; like fireworks amongst flame trees, it blossomed in the sky, heading straight towards her.

Though severely wounded, Hong Song Taoist was still mightier than a horse at death's door. After all, he was a Quasi-Nascent Soul Strong Person with an absolute advantage in cultivation.

Lian Hongshang was no match and only felt a numbness in her arm. She was sent flying backwards, like a kite with its string cut.

Hong Song Taoist, seeing the opportunity, joyfully hoped to seize the Purple Shadow Immortal Sword and swung his hand in a fierce slap.

By all logic, his palm strike should have killed even a Golden Core Expert on the spot.

But before his palm could land, an ice crystal defense magically formed around Lian Hongshang, forcibly isolating his fierce Hand Energy.

Hong Song Taoist felt a chilling cold in his palm and was horrified.

"A top-grade defensive treasure?"

Just as he recovered from shock, Li Chen's booming voice, like an angry wave, suddenly rang out.

"Thousand Layers Slash!"

This sword strike was like the tide at high sea, overwhelmingly sweeping across the sky, stones hurtling through the air, and waves crashing ashore, rolling up a thousand folds of snow.

Hong Song Taoist saw that he, a grand Quasi-Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, was being firmly suppressed by two juniors, and felt an unspeakable frustration in his heart.

"Darn it, today neither of you will leave Immortal Sword Mountain!"

With a frustrated snort, Hong Song Taoist transformed into a streak of light and fled outside.

Li Chen did not chase after him but quickly flashed in front of Lian Hongshang.

Seeing her pale face with fine beads of sweat forming on her fair forehead, he asked with concern, "Hongshang, are you alright? Is it serious?"

Lian Hongshang saw Li Chen's concern for her and smiled, shaking her head, saying she was fine, merely suffering from superficial injuries.

After speaking, she slightly furrowed her eyebrows, looked at Li Chen, and asked, "Chen, they will surely seal off the mountain. What should we do now? Break through head-on?"

Li Chen thought for a moment, then said, "Hmm, it happened so suddenly, they surely weren't prepared. Let's take advantage of their lack of coordination and make a break for it now!"

As long as one leaves Immortal Sword Mountain, it is then "The sea is broad letting the fish leap; the sky is high letting the birds fly." Immortal Sword Sect is utterly helpless in such a situation and can only grit its teeth and swallow its pride.

...

Many disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect heard the commotion coming from the Sword Tomb in the back mountain.

However, this was their Immortal Sword Sect's forbidden domain, and just before this, their Sect Leader, Master Hongg Song, had specifically instructed that no matter what happened inside, unless he ordered otherwise, no one was allowed to enter.

Therefore, they all just gathered at the entrance, stretching their necks, trying to peek inside.

"What's happening in there? Why is there such a big commotion?"

"I don't know either. Could it be the Sect Leader subduing the Sword Spirit?"

"Yes, yes, yes. The Ancestral Master once said that Immortal Swords are born from the essence of heaven and earth, and like all living beings, possess their own will. Subduing them is no easy feat!"

"Wow, how great it would be if I could also have such an Immortal Sword one day!"

...

A crowd of disciples all looked on with admiration, staring fixedly at the entrance, hoping to catch a glimpse of the legendary Immortal Sword and see how it differed from an ordinary Magic Sword.

However, instead of seeing the Immortal Sword, they saw a bloodied figure rushing out.

In an instant, everyone's hearts were shocked.

How strange, how could there be a bloodied figure emerging from the forbidden domain of the Sword Tomb?

When they saw that this bloodied figure was none other than their Sect Leader of Immortal Sword Sect, their hearts couldn't help but tremble again.

"What's going on? How did the Sect Leader get so badly injured?"

"Sect Leader, what happened?"

The Guardian Elder's face turned grave as he hurried over, asking anxiously.

Master Hongg Song steadied his heart and said breathlessly, "Someone has intruded into the forbidden area and stolen the Purple Shadow Immortal Sword, I was sneak-attacked by them."

"Elder Hu, go and gather all the Elders immediately, seal this place off. Today, at all costs, we cannot let the two of them leave alive!"

Elder Hu's expression drastically changed when he heard that someone had sneaked into the Sword Tomb forbidden area, not only severely injuring the Sect Leader, but also stealing the Immortal Sword.

"Who would be so bold to break into the forbidden domain of our Immortal Sword Sect?"

Before Elder Hu's words could settle, two figures flashed out one after the other.

Li Chen scanned his surroundings, his gaze finally resting on the blood-drenched Master Hongg Song.

"Old man, did you think that with the advantage of numbers, I wouldn't be able to kill you today?"

Elder Hu was taken aback when he saw Li Chen and Lian Hongshang.

He naturally assumed that the ones capable of infiltrating their Immortal Sword Sect's Sword Tomb in secret, stealing the Immortal Sword, and severely injuring the Quasi-Nascent Soul Sect Leader, even if not Nascent Soul cultivators, must at least be Half Nascent Soul strong people, or else experts in the Golden Core Late Stage.

But to his absolute astonishment, it turned out to be just two youngsters. It seemed they had not yet formed their Golden Cores, simply Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Could it really be possible that two mere Foundation Establishment Cultivators had severely injured the Quasi-Nascent Soul Sect Leader? This was simply too inconceivable.

"Sect Leader?"

Elder Hu couldn't believe his eyes and subconsciously turned to Master Hongg Song to confirm if it was really these two.

But before he could finish speaking, Master Hongg Song's eyes widened furiously, and he roared hysterically like a wild beast.

"It's them, get them for me. If we don't reduce these two little brats to ashes today, my heart will not be appeased!"

Elder Hu glanced at the completely deranged Sect Leader, now like a mad beast, and then at the Purple Shadow Immortal Sword in Lian Hongshang's hand. A fervent light immediately flashed in his narrowed eyes.

The Sect Leader had suffered severe injuries, which had obviously wounded his core. Even if he could recover, he would still be haunted by the Heart Demon, making further progress impossible. Let alone breaking through his bottleneck to reach the Nascent Soul Realm; even maintaining his current level of cultivation would not be easy.

Moreover, he had completely lost face in front of the sect's disciples today. After this incident was over, he definitely would have no face to lead the Immortal Sword Sect anymore.

Among the few Elders of the sect, he ranked in the top three in both cultivation and prestige. If he could capture these two who had brought disgrace to the Immortal Sword Sect and seize the Purple Shadow Immortal Sword, his status within the sect would surely rise to its peak.

By then, even if the Sect Leader wished to cling to his position, it wouldn't be up to him.

At this thought, Elder Hu's murky eyes suddenly shone with brilliance. In that instant, it seemed as if the Purple Shadow Immortal Sword and the Sect Leader's throne were beckoning him, giving him the surreal feeling that happiness had come too abruptly.