Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

PS: Just saw that sidneyliu brother gave me a reward of a sect leader, thank you very much.

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Jin Bolong had just started to cross swords with Linghu Mingde when he felt something was off.

Linghu Mingde's strength was too powerful! He didn't seem like an old man who had been in decline for at least five years.

Jin Bolong's full-powered swing of his claymore, when it struck the opponent's sword, was like hitting a rock.

The opponent remained unflinching, while Jin Bolong's right hand started to go numb, and the parts on the right arm of his Mecha trembled with a 'crackling' noise.

Jin Bolong also felt an incredibly domineering and fierce sword momentum locking onto him.

It was like a fully charged Dyson Gun, ready to unleash, no, it was even more terrifying than a Dyson Gun!

Such a mighty cannon, once hit directly, even a Ninth Realm Martial Cultivator would undoubtedly die.

Only Armored Warriors with strong telepathy, particularly those who could foresee their own fortunes and misfortunes for a period of time, could avoid being hit by a Dyson Gun twelve billion kilometers away in the Sky Extreme Star System.

The secret skill that Linghu Mingde was about to unleash, however, was different; even if Jin Bolong foresaw it, he could not avoid it.

—This was clearly a technique of the Super Monarch of Eight Realms, even possibly of the Ninth Realm Emperor level!

This old immortal had actually mastered such terrifying swordsmanship!

Jin Bolong's scalp tingled, having swung once, he could only continue to strike, combining his right-hand claymore with the left-hand rapier, using frantic sword momentum to prevent Linghu Mingde from unleashing his powerful secret skill.

He initially wanted to alert his fellow companion—the commander of the 7th division of the Evil Pirate Group, Jin Yuanji.

Although this person hadn't joined the assault group, Jin Bolong knew he was extremely adept at stealth and hiding, possessing a dark golden Battle Dragon of Super Emperor rank.

Jin Yuanji might be lurking nearby, waiting for an opportunity to strike lethally.

However, Jin Bolong reconsidered before sending a message.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The booming and reverberating sounds, along with the enormous counterforce transmitted through the collision of their blades, caused Jin Bolong's eardrums to throb painfully.

The clash between the two Battle Dragons grew even more furious. They engaged in a high-speed tangled battle within the emptiness of space.

Jin Bolong's Battle Dragon, also a Super Emperor of Eight Realms, was in a dire situation.

Its enormous body, 24 meters tall, made it easier for surrounding Martial Cultivators to hit it.

The dense firepower continually struck the 'Sky Flame Emperor Tooth Dragon.'

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill—"

Jin Bolong couldn't stop himself; he knew that stopping his strikes would surely result in death!

He would be ended by the opponent's full-force Ninth Realm secret sword move.

He could only spare no effort, mobilizing all his Blood Essence elemental power to strike!

Jin Bolong refused to believe this old man's elemental power hadn't depleted! He did not believe this old man could maintain the Ninth Realm Emperor-level secret sword indefinitely.

But as their exchange continued, a terrifying thought began to form in Jin Bolong's mind.

It was very possible that Linghu Mingde had the ability to kill him right from the start of their fight.

This man, who had been holding back and not using that terrifying secret sword, might have been baiting to lure Jin Yuanji of the Evil Pirate Group to reveal himself!

Jin Bolong then immediately discarded this thought from his mind, he couldn't believe it, nor did he want to.

How is this possible?

An old man on the verge of the fifth decline of heaven and man, close to death, actually has such ability? How could this be possible?

Even though this guy possesses the strength of a Super Monarch of Eight Realms, an 8SSS＋ level existence, it still shouldn't be possible!

At this moment, he heard Linghu Mingde's voice coming through.

"Jin Bolong, you should know, shouldn't you? I have always advocated that the Martial Arts Association should set two additional bloodline rating levels between SSS＋ and X grade. Do you know why?"

Although sound can't travel in a vacuum, because the incessant clash of their blades, often a thousand strikes a second, Linghu Mingde's voice continually reached Jin Bolong's ears.

Jin Bolong didn't answer, clenching his teeth tightly and desperately squeezing out all the primordial qi force within his body.

He also brought his bloodline ability to its limit, continuously bursting out power while manipulating the void time order around himself.

Linghu Mingde's voice continued, "That's because among those high-ranking SSS＋ bloodlines, there's actually a huge disparity in strength. Some of them have implanted top-tier armaments that far exceed the requirements of SSS＋, inching infinitely close to X yet unable to reach X, calling them quasi-X would also be inappropriate."

"Although I am not their equal, because I can't ascend to the Ninth Realm, I can only desperately implant armaments in my body, but at the level of the Eight Realms, I, too, am one—"

"Clang!"

With this additional harsh clang, under Jin Bolong's ferocious assault, Linghu Mingde's body stepped back, and his long sword also swayed slightly to the side.

At that instant, a dark golden blade light appeared behind Linghu Mingde.

That was Jin Yuanji, the Commander of the seventh squadron of the Evil Pirate Group! He, controlling a dark-golden mecha, starkly appeared behind Linghu Mingde.

When the sword light was thrust, it also twisted the entire space; the linear distance of 100 meters in space, like a piece of paper, was twisted and folded, making the starting point of the sword light and its intended target merely a paper-thin distance apart.

However, upon witnessing this scene, Jin Bolong not joy but alarm showed in his eyes, a look of terrified panic, even containing a hint of despair.

Only because in that instant, Jin Bolong clearly foresaw his own death—the kind that no matter how he struggled, he was inevitably facing.

Jin Yuanji, at the moment the sword light was thrust, also felt something was terribly wrong. His soul at that instant foresaw a terribly horrific outcome.

—Wrong! He had been tricked.

The other was feigning weakness to lure him into acting!

This old beast, actually planning to kill him and Jin Bolong together in one stroke.

"Boom!"

Jin Yuanji chose to retreat without hesitation. The back of his mecha violently exploded, the cockpit ejecting from this spot.

His dark-gold Shadow Dragon wielded dual swords and swiftly slashed, trying to cover Jin Yuanji's retreat.

However, in that instant, the gravity and time-space within 1000 meters around were already frozen and solidified by an even more potent force.

Linghu Mingde's vicinity became completely still, yet the surrounding five cruisers and twelve destroyers' all neutron pulse main cannons fired in that moment, launching beams of destructive light powerful enough to pulverize a small asteroid at the three individuals, releasing an incomparably violent surge of bright light and electromagnetic flow.

Linghu Mingde's sword light erupted in that instant, unbelievably manipulating the surrounding violent neutron pulse stream, forming sword shadows that cut through heaven and earth, slaughtering through the time order.

Secret Sword* Neutron Heaven Raze!

This was a secret sword technique that Linghu Mingde created himself a long time ago, considering his weakening blood and insufficient strength, to compensate for his flaws.

Although relying on external forces, the power of this secret sword did indeed reach the Ninth Realm Emperor level.

"Sss! Sss! Sss—"

Following that soundless sword light, Jin Yuanji and Jin Bolong's bodies along with their controlled mechas were sliced into pieces in that instant.

Moments later, when the bright light in the void gradually faded, Linghu Mingde sheathed his sword with unrivaled composure.

And at this time, near the battlefield, be it friend or foe, all their communication channels plunged into utter silence.