pjbooks Chapter 426 The Seal...Broken
Chapter 426 The Seal...Broken
Lin Qingyan stood up and gazed at the opposite side of the river.
The blonde female swordsman on the other side was the same.
One reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship at the seventh-tier Grandmaster level, while the other was even more extraordinary, achieving talent awakening at the sixth tier, a feat unprecedented in history.
Two stunningly beautiful female martial artists are now facing off against each other.
Like two bright moons hanging in the sky, reflecting each other.
Dazzling and unparalleled.
It is something that martial artists around the world can only look up to.
Those exquisite and beautiful female celebrities and the top female warriors of various guilds, besides admiring and yearning for them, also felt ashamed of their own inferiority.
They don't even have the right to stage an accident with the two people; they're like fireflies compared to the bright moon.
"Who says women are inferior to men?"
"Where are those bastards who used to say women are inherently inferior to men in martial arts? Come out and shout!"
"This is the power of women!"
"Is this the first time in the history of national wars that a duel between two women has occurred?!"
Some girls were even more excited than if they had actually reached the finals of the national war, and they were posting frantically on Twitter as if it were their own glory.
Some boys said:
"What did Jiang Shen say?"
"I admit that Ice Goddess and Christina are very strong, but what does that have to do with you?"
"Isn't Sikong, the male god, pretty impressive too?"
"Yes, that's right! From now on, if anyone says that women are at a disadvantage in martial arts, I'll be the first to disagree!"
"That's right, that's right."
"We strongly demand equal rights for male and female martial artists! Revoke the preferential treatment given to female martial artists!"
"...Can you please stop arguing? Can't we just quietly cheer for Ice God?"
"Wait, look at Jiang Shen! What is Jiang Shen doing?!"
Under the watchful eyes of a global audience, the black-haired boy, positioned where the team leader was, tapped the armrest of his chair with one hand, causing crimson ripples to spread outwards, and even the void trembled.
Stratheid's eyes were cold and wary. "Kid, what do you want to do?"
The others were also keeping a close eye on Jiang Yuan's every move, as they still vividly remembered the scene of him suddenly killing Beiyuan Liuli.
A potential king was completely suppressed by him, unable to even put up a fight; such methods were truly bizarre and unpredictable. No one could afford to be complacent.
"Don't worry, I'm not targeting you. You're not qualified yet," the black-haired boy said lazily.
Just listening to him talk makes me angry.
Stratheid almost couldn't resist the urge to draw his [Ship-Slaying Blade].
Oleg remained relatively calm, crossing his muscular arms and leaning against the wall. "Are you on guard against the previous attack? Do they dare to do it again?"
Upon hearing this, the others' expressions hardened.
I recalled that colossal claw that could almost crush the entire battlefield of national destiny.
"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty."
As Jiang Yuan spoke, the mecha creation, [Star Burialer], which was shimmering with a silver-green aura, appeared in front of him, and the expressions of all the quasi-kings present changed instantly.
"A quasi-King level...mechanical creation?!"
"He actually has something like that..." someone said with a wary look.
"Go."
Jiang Yuan spoke, and the shadow-like Martial God clone and the [Star Burialer] nodded, disappearing one after the other, leaving this strange space.
The two appeared out of nowhere on the streets of Murmansk, causing passersby to gasp in surprise.
The Martial God's clone looked up at the city sky covered by the barrier, said nothing, and transformed into a streak of black light, rushing into the nearest dungeon.
The Star Burier then came to the sky, crossed his arms, and stood there quietly, like a silver-green star, as if waiting for something.
hum-
The sound of swords echoed through the sky.
Ye Shanjun, one of the Ten Ministers, arrived by tearing through the void, carrying the 15th ranked relic weapon, the "Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords".
He was a handsome middle-aged man with half-white hair, dressed in a blue robe, exuding an otherworldly charm. Around him floated ancient blue swords, their sword energy capable of easily slicing through the void.
Song Yun quickly arrived at the side of [The Star Burier].
She looked utterly bewildered. "What exactly is Jiang Yuan wary of? Do those fallen kings really dare to make a move?!"
The Star Burier speaks in human language, his words simple: "Yes."
With a refined and scholarly air, Ye Shanjun asked, "Has General Jiang deduced something?"
[The Star Burialer]: "My master said that the S-rank abyss in the far north ice plains... will be broken. This city... will be in danger."
A simple sentence made the two of them change color instantly.
Ye Shanjun's expression was solemn.
"If this is true, then it's really troublesome. There's a demigod-level being inside that S-class abyss... It was a human demigod who used all his strength to set up the seal before he died. If it's broken..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
A terrifying aura of death suddenly descended from the sky.
An emergency announcement was interrupted in the global live broadcast room, and the announcer looked extremely terrified.
"This is the land of cherry blossoms. A sudden incident has occurred: massive blood sacrifice arrays have appeared in the four major regions of Shibuya, Kyushu, Shikoku, and Ginza. Millions of people have turned into blood before they could even react..."
"Breaking news from South Korea: The southern front has fallen, monsters have invaded Seoul, and large-scale sacrificial blood arrays have appeared in Busan and other locations..."
"This...this is the United States, and blood sacrifice arrays have appeared in major cities, suspected to be from an evil cult..."
"This is the Southeast Asian Federation. An island was reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye, and three ninth-tier Grandmasters perished..."
The world is shaken.
The sky changed color, and a deafening roar came from the far distance of the icy plains, accompanied by the furious roar of the human king.
"You damned scum of humanity! How dare you defile the seal with evil magic! You're courting death!!"
Then came another loud bang.
A blood-red aurora burst forth from the ice field, staining the sky crimson, as if the sky were covered by a sea of blood.
Countless streams of blood energy converged, forming a colossal evil god cloaked in crimson on the far northern ice plains. Holding a scythe, it looked down upon Mormans. The immense oppressive aura and malevolent presence made even a quasi-king like Song Yun tremble.
But what's even more chilling is yet to come.
With the evil god's eerie laughter, it swung its scythe down toward the abyss.
The moment space shattered, countless tyrannical auras filled the heavens and earth without restraint.
All the prospective kings felt a chill in their hearts, realizing that something terrible was about to happen.
The seal has been broken.