Supreme Sword God

Chapter 630: Chapter 629: The Moon God’s Madness, Perishing Together!

”Boom!”

The aura of destruction swept through wildly.

The powerful artifact that Pan Yuanjiang had refined for over three hundred years exploded with such force that if it had been outside, it could have flattened a large city in an instant.

Even the Moon Capital of the Divine Moon Ancient Kingdom would be half destroyed, causing unimaginable devastation.

This was Pan Yuanjiang’s most powerful trump card.

It was originally meant to deal with emergencies and formidable enemies of the Great Saint level.

But after being provoked by Ye Chen with just a few words, afraid of being ambushed by High Priest Bright Mirror, he used this power on Ye Chen without hesitation to end the battle quickly.

This was a terrifying force that even a Great Saint Powerhouse couldn’t withstand unharmed.

He couldn’t believe Ye Chen could survive this!

After a moment.

The bone-chilling ice storm finally calmed down a bit, and Pan Yuanjiang eagerly rushed into the center of the storm.

A huge crater had been blasted into the ground of the Moon Palace.

The crater was filled with shattered ice.

Once again, Pan Yuanjiang channeled the Power of Ice Law to make the ice fragments in the crater disappear, searching for the Moon Palace’s Artifact Spirit.

The Artifact Spirit was within Ye Chen’s body; in his view, Ye Chen must have been obliterated. Once he found the Artifact Spirit, he could immediately act to subdue it and soon gain control of the Moon Palace’s power!

Chunks of massive ice fragments were melting away.

Suddenly.

Pan Yuanjiang’s pupils shrank suddenly.

A Sword Qi radiating extreme sharpness shot out from the crater.

”Bastard, die!”

Ye Chen, covered in blood, roared angrily. In an instant, his body merged with that Sword Qi, appearing before Pan Yuanjiang.

”Swish!”

A sword slash came down.

In a panic, Pan Yuanjiang raised his arm, and the Power of Ice Law transformed into a long blade.

But before the blade’s form could stabilize, the Sword Qi had already struck down.

”Boom!”

The illusory blade exploded violently.

The sharp edge directly severed one of Pan Yuanjiang’s arms!

”Ah!”

Pan Yuanjiang screamed in pain, tiptoed, and immediately retreated!

”Swish, swish, swish...” The scattered swords, under Ye Chen’s control, shot forth, and the Seven-Star Sword Array and Nine Intentions Celestial Splitting Sword Array reappeared.

The power of the two great Sword Arrays blocked Pan Yuanjiang’s escape route. Enhanced by the power of the Moon Palace, they launched a powerful assault on Pan Yuanjiang.

Blood lines splattered.

In the blink of an eye, Pan Yuanjiang was covered in wounds by Ye Chen’s two great Sword Arrays.

Ye Chen charged furiously with his sword.

In his left hand, he still held the Mad Old Man’s body, smashing it fiercely towards Pan Yuanjiang.

Pan Yuanjiang unleashed a Celestial Ice Finger, the power of the Ice Law condensed into a beam, trying to block Ye Chen’s assault and gain a brief respite.

However.

The power of his Celestial Ice Finger, when it landed on the Mad Old Man’s physical body, only left a shallow white mark.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Chen’s right hand wielded the Celestial Mark Sword to strike again.

”Ah!”

Once again, Pan Yuanjiang let out a piercing scream as the fingers he used for the Celestial Ice Finger were severed.

Ye Chen’s attacks fell like a relentless storm.

The assaults from the two great Sword Arrays were also incredibly dense. Whenever Pan Yuanjiang tried to counterattack, Ye Chen would hurl the Mad Old Man’s body to block, leaving Pan Yuanjiang no respite.

After half a quarter-hour passed.

”Boom!”

Pan Yuanjiang, whose body was now entirely in tatters, was smashed to the ground by a single sword strike from Ye Chen.

The two great Sword Arrays shot down into the large crater, nailing Pan Yuanjiang’s body firmly in place!

Ye Chen dove down, wielding the Celestial Mark Sword in his hand. He didn’t care about any technique, swinging it continuously, slashing dozens to hundreds of times in an instant, each strike pushing his combined force with the Moon Palace to the limit.

Even if Pan Yuanjiang was just a step away from becoming a Great Saint, there was no suspense as Ye Chen hacked him into a pulp like dumpling filling; his divine soul was also shattered and dissipated.

Once certain that Pan Yuanjiang was dead beyond resurrection, Ye Chen finally stopped.

”Thud!”

Exhausted, he fell to the ground, his chest heaving as he gasped for air.