Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

"Sect Leader, these are just two insignificant thieves; I alone can handle them!"

Before the words had even faded, Elder Hu took a big step forward, his foot exerting the force of a thousand catties, instantly shattering the solid rock, creating a deep chasm that extended toward Li Chen.

Li Chen, unwilling to show weakness, violently hoisted the Mystic Iron Heavy Sword in front of himself.

The Mystic Iron Greatsword, weighing ten thousand catties and made of superior meteorite iron, was like an indestructible fortress wall, blocking Elder Hu's attack with sheer force.

Elder Hu, at the peak of the Golden Core Late Stage, possessed a kick powerful enough to kill an early-stage Golden Core Cultivator in a flash. Yet he never imagined it would be blocked by a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, causing his face to flush with embarrassment.

But when he saw his own Sect Leader turned into a bloodied mess, his heavy heart also began to ease.

If the Sect Leader, who was a level stronger than himself, ended up like this, his own small errors were naturally forgivable.

Elder Hu's gaze fell on the heavy sword in Li Chen's hand, his pupils shrinking slightly, revealing a flash of astonishment.

That Mystic Iron Greatsword seemed to be a semifinished product left by the ancestral master.

Coincidentally, our ancestral master found a piece of Divine Iron on Thunder Mountain years ago. Taking some of its essence, he refined the Purple Shadow Immortal Sword.

The rest of the meteorite iron was intended for crafting a heavy sword. Unfortunately, he passed away, falling victim to the Heavenly Tribulation, full of resentment.

The later generations of Immortal Sword Sect disciples, whether in Sword Dao accomplishments or artifact refining talent, fell far short of our outstanding ancestral master, naturally unable to turn this semifinished product into a finished one.

Moreover, this sword is really too heavy, nearly ten thousand catties; even warriors with innate Divine Strength hesitated before such a heavy Divine Weapon and shied away from it.

Therefore, over time no one showed interest in this Mystic Iron Heavy Sword, which was abandoned in the corner of the Sword Pond, unclaimed.

Unexpectedly, it was this "worthless" piece that a Foundation Establishment loose cultivator picked up. Besides, he swung it as if it were effortless, which was simply unthinkable.

No wonder the Sect Leader suffered such a terrible defeat; it seems it was all due to this Mystic Iron Heavy Sword.

And judging by its appearance, it's a Divine Weapon no less grade than the Purple Shadow Immortal Sword. The Immortal Sword Sect has let such a Divine Weapon gather dust all these years; it truly is a sin.

Furthermore, that girl wielding the Purple Shadow Immortal Sword, whether it's her appearance or temperament, is exceptional, truly a fine choice. If she could be trained into a maid, to be enjoyed thoroughly, that would also be a great joy in life.

Thinking of this, Elder Hu's eyes burned with even more intense fighting spirit.

"Young man, not bad at all; you indeed have some skills. Unfortunately, in the eyes of me, Hu Liancheng, you're still not worth mentioning!"

After the roar, he fiercely summoned a brown Spirit Sword, raised both hands high, brandishing it wildly while veins bulged on his forehead and arms. At the tip of the sword, a faint blue light and lightning could be seen revolving.

His robe inflated accordingly, and the surrounding boulders burst apart from the unbearable pressure of his True Yuan, causing the earth to tremble. At this moment, Elder Hu was like the reincarnation of the Thunder God.

"Boy, it's an honor for you to die under my 'Heavenly Thunder Technique'!"

Upon hearing the words "Heavenly Thunder Technique," a look of awe appeared in the eyes of all disciples and deacons.

A disciple exclaimed, "Heavenly Thunder Technique, that's Elder Hu's famous signature move. It can control the Magic Sword and summon Heavenly Thunder, utterly domineering!"

"Of course, I was fortunate enough to witness Master perform it once. A fourth-level Early Stage Demon Beast as powerful as a Golden Core expert was struck into charcoal by a single stroke of Master's sword!"

Elder Hu's disciple, proud and complacent, said.

"The fierce beast ended up in such a state, it seems that this young man here will soon be struck into char. The red-clothed girl by his side, with her slender figure, incomparably stunning—if she were to also perish so tragically, it would truly be a waste of heaven's gifts!"

Many disciples from the Immortal Sword Sect thought the same. They looked at Li Chen with eyes filled with sympathy; and when they looked at Lian Hongshang, each one of them sighed with regret.

Even Red Pine Taoist, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but reveal a trace of astonishment in his pupils.

It seemed that his junior brother's Heavenly Thunder Technique had improved considerably.

Once the Heavenly Thunder Technique is unleashed, this scoundrel called Li Chen is undoubtedly doomed to die!

The reason for his earlier distress was entirely due to a sneak attack that caught him off-guard, preventing him from displaying his real strength. If it came to a head-on clash, let alone one Li Chen, even ten or twenty of them would be easily dealt with by himself.

Red Pine Taoist thought this way, but when he saw that Li Chen's expression remained calm and untroubled, his heart beat with apprehension.

Could it be that this Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Mortal World still had some unknown trump card?

"Heavenly Thunder Slash!"

Elder Hu bellowed, his longsword gathering countless thunders, forming a bolt of lightning as thick as a water bucket, and ferociously slashed down.

With such a sword strike, even a mountain peak could be leveled to the ground.

Witnessing this, Li Chen's eyes glinted sharply.

"Isn't it just the Sword Control Lightning Technique? I can do that too!"

Before his words died down, Li Chen also abruptly lifted the Mystic Iron Greatsword, standing upright in the sky like a towering stele.

"Crackle and boom!"

Five streams of purple lightning, like frenzied dancing golden snakes, tore through the sky, ferocious and threatening, converging on the tip of the sword, forming a supercharged thunder attack, carrying an apocalyptic force, and blasting straightforwardly.

If Li Chen's lightning were a shark, then Elder Hu's lightning would be a grass carp, the two not in the same league at all.

With just one frontal clash, Elder Hu's "grass carp" was devoured cleanly by Li Chen's "shark."

Were it not for his strong cultivation and the protection of a defensive treasure, he might have ended up charred like that ill-fated demon beast.

Although he narrowly escaped, some of the closely-watching disciples weren't so lucky. Many were caught in the fallout, injured or dead. For miles around, the land was scorched, filled with continuous wails.

Elder Hu's clothes, hair, and beard were all in a mess, his face full of incredulous shock, and he stutteringly asked, "You, you, what swordsmanship is this?"

Li Chen gently stroked the body of the Mystic Iron Greatsword, his expression deep in thought.

This question really stumped him; he truly did not know, what swordsmanship was it?

He had created this swordsmanship by casually combining the Five Thunders Heavenly Technique with the Thousand Layers Slash, without meticulous refinement, simple and brutal.

Yet even so, the power it displayed surpassed that of Elder Hu's Heavenly Thunder Technique by tenfold, even a hundredfold.

After pondering for a moment, Li Chen flicked the Mystic Iron Greatsword, producing a muffled yet powerful sound, and responded nonchalantly, "This sword has no name, I wonder if it meets Elder Hu's standards?"