I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

Chapter 2020: Chapter 2020: Sword Intent at a Flick, Xuantian God in a Frenzy!

When the sword intent first appeared, there was no earth-shattering momentum, not even the sharp sound of ordinary sword qi slicing through the air.

It simply floated quietly in the trajectory drawn by Lu Chang’sheng’s fingertips, like solidified moonlight, or a line separating illusion from reality.

However, the instant the gaze of Dan Heavenly God and Xuantian God touched this sword intent—

”Pfft!”

The Dan Heavenly God groaned, his eyes suddenly searing with pain, and involuntarily shed tears of blood!

The raging Original Golden Flame around him seemed to be swept by an invisible chill, the intensity suddenly stalled, and its color dimmed by three shades.

The Slaughter Realm Sword in Xuantian God’s hand let out a mournful ”buzz,” the sword body trembled fiercely, and the originally soaring blood-red Slaughter Energy recoiled like a tide, shrinking desperately back into the sword body, no longer daring to leak out a fraction.

As if it encountered some supreme existence, even this sword of endless slaughter instinctively felt fear.

”What... what kind of sword intent is this?!” Xuantian God’s voice was dry, his hand holding the Slaughter Realm Sword trembling slightly.

Xuantian God had witnessed countless Sword Dao Great Powers, and even fought with those Ancient Sword Cultivators from Outer Heaven, yet never had he felt such... ”emptiness” yet ”supremely existent” sword intent.

It seemed nonexistent, yet omnipresent. It appeared to be without edge, yet made every inch of his soul scream to escape.

It should be noted that although Xuantian God was a refiner, he was also a sword cultivator!

Cangtian God and Dan Heavenly God, needless to say, their insight was not far behind Xuantian God’s, capable of exhibiting such sword intent, perhaps there were some in Outer Heaven, but they surely stand at the summit among sword cultivators!

Although the Three Great Heavenly Gods were already peak figures in this Six Worlds, looking at Outer Heaven, how many remarkable talents are there? With their realm, it’s clearly impossible to discern the depth of Lu Chang’sheng’s sword intent.

Those top figures in Outer Heaven cannot be fathomed by them, naturally placing Lu Chang’sheng among the echelon of top figures in Outer Heaven.

But... how could such a figure appear in this mere Six Worlds?

Thinking of this.

Cangtian God reluctantly suppressed his tumultuous qi and blood, wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at Lu Chang’sheng with eyes replaced entirely by fear.

He had just personally endured the power of that one ”word,” and at this moment could even more deeply sense the terror contained in this sword intent—it was a power transcending the rules and system of this world, standing above all the ”Daos” and ”laws” he knew!

”Who exactly are you, sir?” Cangtian God forced himself to remain calm, but his voice inevitably carried a trace of hoarseness, ”This is a dispute between my Immortal Realm and the Lower Five Realms, your cultivation pierces the heavens, why meddle in such worldly strife?

If you are willing to cease here, my Immortal Realm is willing to offer a grand gift, and can recommend you to enter the Holy Court, with your strength, you will surely be heavily utilized by the Holy Court, the potential is limitless!”

”Holy Court?”

Lu Chang’sheng waved his hand and said, ”Not interested.”

Joining the Holy Court... according to the current situation, ultimately one day will clash with the Holy Court...

He paused, the sword intent on his fingertip slightly flowing, reflecting deeper in his eyes.

”As for who I am...” Lu Chang’sheng glanced at those behind him, such as Ye Qiu’bai, who were hurriedly regulating their breath, with a slight curve on his lips, ”just the master of a few worrisome brats.”

Speaking to this, Lu Chang’sheng paused, staring at the three of Cangtian God as he slowly said, ”Although this bunch of brats usually doesn’t let me worry, I’m still their master, with disciples injured this severely, as a master, I must stand up for them.”

”Now,” Lu Chang’sheng lightly extended his joined sword finger forward a point, ”it’s time to settle the accounts.”

The sword intent that floated moved.

No howls, no bursts of light, it simply ”vanished” from its place.

The next moment—