How Many flying Swords Do you Have

Spiritual Energy undulated between the stars from time to time. As time went on, the surging Spiritual Energy grew stronger and more violent.

Gentleman in White stood at the very back, his expression solemn as he watched the area ahead, where Chen Xia and other peerless geniuses were fighting. His brows furrowed, full of confusion. He looked left and right in bewilderment before finally asking Ma Xiaohong, “Exactly how many flying swords does he have?”

At first, the ten flying swords that opened the way made Gentleman in White think Chen Xia had ten life-bound flying swords, which was already shocking enough. But now, Chen Xia’s flying swords were increasing the more he fought, densely distributed across the starry sky and often gathered into sword formations, assisting the Bronze Sword and the peerless geniuses in combat.

With a single glance, the flying swords amidst the stars already numbered no less than ten thousand, and they kept increasing without cease, looking even more terrifying than that immortal realm swordsman famed for controlling a million flying swords.

Ma Xiaohong shook her head and pondered for a moment before replying, “I’m not sure, probably just a few hundred thousand?”

She truly did not know exactly how many flying swords Chen Xia had.

“A few hundred thousand?!” Gentleman in White couldn’t help crying out in shock.

Heavens, did Chen Xia buy those flying swords wholesale or something? What kind of flying sword wholesaler was that?

Gentleman in White really could not comprehend this. As he watched Chen Xia, his gaze gradually calmed, seeming to have understood something.

Looking at it this way, a few hundred thousand flying swords did seem possible. Perhaps this was simply the disparity between people. After all, he was just a practitioner at the bottom of the Earth Ranking. It was normal that he could not understand Chen Xia.

Maybe this was why Chen Xia was a peerless genius.

Gentleman in White smiled lightly, feeling that he had accepted everything already and would not be shocked again.

Boom!

Dark purple heavenly thunder roared out, seemingly wanting to split open the entire starry sky as it wildly tore at the celestial domains, shattering stars.

The dark purple heavenly thunder coiled above the myriad flying swords, supplementing each other and giving off an astonishing momentum, greatly enhancing their combat power.

The swords carried thunder, and the thunder wrapped around the swords - the strongest magic treasures and mystic abilities joined together to kill.

Gentleman in White’s calm expression froze. After a long while, he could only cry out,

“Damn it!”

After another moment, feeling something was off, he suddenly recalled having heard of such a scene before. He pondered briefly before crying out in shock,

“Thunder and Sword Co-Master, he’s the Thunder and Sword Co-Master!”

Ma Xiaohong stood silently to the side, looking puzzledly at Gentleman in White without speaking. She would usually only take the initiative to speak with Chen Xia. When facing others, Ma Xiaohong would unconsciously feel somewhat afraid.

Gentleman in White swallowed and couldn’t believe he had actually encountered the most mysterious Thunder Sword Lord on the Heaven Ranking, and had even gotten acquainted with him by a fluke. Was this not his great fortune?!

Of course, he was not the only one who had recognized Chen Xia’s identity after the dark purple heavenly thunder emerged. The observing cultivators also gradually recognized the Thunder Sword Lord’s identity one after another.

With such strength, powerful flying swords, and mastery of thunder mystic arts, if he still wasn’t that most mysterious Thunder Sword Lord, they would eat shit on the spot.

Because Chen Xia really was the Thunder Sword Lord.

Upon realizing Chen Xia’s identity, the will to fight of the top Earth Ranking cultivators who were battling him greatly diminished, their enthusiasm for combat completely gone.

Those peerless geniuses had previously made their move out of curiosity regarding Chen Xia’s abilities, as well as an itch in their hands.

Moreover, one needed considerable status on the Earth Ranking to even enter the central region, at least at the level of a top-ranked cultivator.

Therefore, their obstruction of Chen Xia had been reasonable on all accounts. If they won, their reputation would naturally benefit for defending the honor of Earth Ranking cultivators. And if they lost, they need not fear either, since no one was clear on the mysterious swordsman’s identity anyway, and people would just consider him a dark horse expert. Either outcome would not be too bad.

But things were different now that his identity as the Thunder Sword Lord was exposed. That implicated another status as well.

A Heaven Ranking cultivator.

Although the Thunder Sword Lord was still unranked, all the major domains’ compilers had already reserved a position for him on the Heaven Ranking, one towards the very front at least in the top sixty.

As Earth Ranking cultivators, they certainly could not defeat a Heaven Ranking cultivator. What sort of reputation would they gain from this battle afterwards?

It went without saying.

They would be labeled as overestimating their abilities.

And their reputation would only diminish further after taking another beating. What was the point?

The Earth Ranking cultivator thought it through very clearly. Without another word, he dismissed the mystic abilities around his body. He cupped his fists towards Chen Xia and retreated to the stars where his own domain was, laughing as he said,

“I am no match for your skills. If anyone else wishes to try, please go ahead.”

Chen Xia had a million flying swords hovering behind him, wrapped in dark purple heavenly thunder. He narrowed his eyes as he watched the retreating Earth Ranking cultivator, then let out a breath. The crimson glow in his left eye began to shine as he turned to face the observing crowd and stretched out a hand towards the vast starry sky, saying,

“No need to come at me one by one. Just come together. I’m in a hurry.”

The observing cultivators were stunned, then shocked again.

Arrogant!

But upon further consideration, this seemed rather normal too. Because this was just how arrogant Heaven Ranking cultivators were. And since this Thunder Sword Lord was in the upper ranks of the Heaven Ranking, he naturally had the qualifications to be so arrogant.

With no one stepping forward to accept the challenge, it represented that no one dared to oppose him.

Chen Xia beckoned with his hand. The million flying swords all flipped over with their sword tips pointing down. The light in his left eye grew stronger as he spoke coldly,

“I will open a path with my flying swords. Those still not retreating after this are fair game for me to test my swords on.”

He would test his swords on those Earth Ranking cultivators.

Gentleman in White swallowed nervously again, truly unable to believe this scene - Chen Xia was fully playing the bully here.

The Earth Ranking cultivators observing up ahead were stunned for a bit. Some retreated further away. But some remained in place, seemingly excited at the thought of testing their mettle against Chen Xia’s flying swords to see just how wide the disparity was between themselves and a Heaven Ranking cultivator.

And then they swiftly witnessed that for themselves.

The million flying swords shot forth as one, led by the Bronze Immortal Sword without the slightest hesitation or pause. No one could block or hinder that million-sword charge one bit.

Chen Xia pushed aside the stars with domineering might on his path.

It was evident he was really in a hurry.

Ma Xiaohong and Gentleman in White stood upon the small star they were on as it advanced alongside the million flying swords, breaking into the central region of the Dead Sea Star River.

Travelling fifty miles, the Earth Ranking cultivators did not dare obstruct. The Heaven Ranking cultivators did not want to obstruct.

The main reason was that the million-sword formation was simply too astonishing. Those unfamiliar would think a rebellion of flying swords against cultivators was taking place.

Chen Xia stood atop the formation of a million swords with a tyrannical bearing as he forcibly entered the area where only the top fifty of the Heaven Ranking could be stationed.

The Heaven Ranking cultivators here were not to be trifled with either, yet they were not so easily frightened by the million swords. Still, no one came forth to hinder Chen Xia, as news of his identity as the Thunder Sword Lord had already been passed on ahead.

Travelling another ten miles.

Nothing.

Twenty miles.

Nothing.

Thirty miles.

Some investigated him with their divine sense, nothing else.

Forty miles.

...

Fifty miles.

A golden divine spear shot forth abruptly, tearing through the void!

Shattering through the sword formation composed of a million flying swords.

Then an impatient voice rang out.

“Halt!”