Chapter 159 – For the Divine Sect, I Have No Regrets in Death!

The vast heavenly might stretched endlessly, with starlight flooding the canyon.

Blood seeped from the Masked Old Man’s nose and mouth, spreading along the edges of his gilded mask into crimson beads, as if bowing in submission before Qin Yang.

“Cough cough…”

His entire body trembled, the carved beasts on his mask now appearing utterly lifeless.

“Venerable One!”

The Black-Robed Man paled at the sight, gazing at the extraordinary phenomena filling the sky. Fear gripped his entire being, his legs beginning to shake uncontrollably.

Seven stars aligned, connecting across the heavens, trapping everything beneath them within the formation.

How could anyone escape?!

Tens of thousands of strands of Star Power descended, aimed solely at eliminating this one man. The entire sky formed the domain of this Array Formation, leaving no room for escape!

How was he supposed to fight against this?

“This Jianghai Sword God… not only masters swordplay but also excels in Array Formations?!”

At this realization, the Black-Robed Man’s composure completely shattered.

Moreover!

He had woven the vast sky into his canvas, connecting constellations into this magnificent formation!

If his master’s methods reached the heavens… then this Jianghai Sword God now embodied the sky itself, approaching the Dao…

……………

Meanwhile.

Below in Sword God Valley, crowds gathered, all looking up at the night sky. Phones were raised toward the heavens as people quietly witnessed this great divine miracle.

Rainbow bridges woven like brocade interlaced across the firmament, shimmering like gold and jade. The valley brimmed with starlight, surpassing even celestial realms in beauty.

“So beautiful…”

Among the crowd, Li Zixuan glanced around, her eyes reflecting the sparkling starlight. When she looked up again, only Qin Yang’s figure remained in her gaze.

Admiration, reverence.

At this moment, her respect for her master had reached its peak!

So powerful!

Peerless in swordplay, invincible in Formation Dao—was there anything her master couldn’t do?!

Just as she was looking up.

“Zi Xuan!”

A familiar voice suddenly called from behind. Li Zixuan turned abruptly and spotted Li Qinghe pushing through the dense crowd.

“Sister Qinghe?! What brings you here?”

“Whew… I’m exhausted!”

Li Qinghe squeezed through gaps in the crowd, gasping for breath. “Are… are you alright, Zi Xuan? I saw the news and came straight here after learning you were in Sword Valley.”

“Mmm… I’m fine. Thank you for your concern, Sister Qinghe.”

Li Zixuan handed her a handkerchief, carefully wiping her sweat, and softly explained, “The valley is safe now. Master just stepped in and turned the tide, completely stabilizing the situation.”

As she spoke, she gazed at the starlight filling the valley, her eyes full of admiration. “Everything you see now was done by Master~”

After she finished speaking.

Li Qinghe stared at the celestial phenomena in the sky, also becoming entranced. Even though she had seen the sky’s marvels on her way here, she still found it hard to believe.

“You’re saying all of this was done by Master?”

“Martial Grandfather! Sister Qinghe!”

Li Zixuan frowned, correcting her seriously. “Don’t be so disrespectful.”

“I…”

Li Qinghe was taken aback, glared at her, and gritted her teeth in frustration. “Yes, yes, Martial Grandfather. You’re right, Martial Aunt! So those star alignments up there are Martial Grandfather’s work?”

“Mmhmm,”

“Why isn’t everyone cheering?”

“Probably they don’t want to disrupt this tranquility…”

Li Zixuan said cautiously, “After all, Master needs to focus.”

“How can that be?!”

Li Qinghe responded indignantly, “Martial Grandfather is confronting the enemy up there. Without some momentum, they’ll look down on us!!”

As she spoke.Her palms curved as array inscriptions materialized in her hands, and she brought them to her mouth, shaping them like a megaphone.

“Sister Qinghe… what are you doing? Don’t act recklessly!”

Li Zixuan was momentarily stunned, her heart instantly flustered. She wanted to grab the mischievous Li Qinghe to stop her crazy action.

However, Li Qinghe had already completed her preparations and directly activated the array formation!

Buzz!

The next moment.

“Sword God is awesome!!!”

A resounding shout burst forth, amplified by the glowing array inscriptions, multiplying the single voice into hundreds, then thousands, as if tens of thousands of people were simultaneously roaring across Sword Valley.

The earth-shaking echoes reverberated between the cliffs, carried thousands of miles by the Sword Intent wind currents.

Boom!

One voice ignited a thousand responses!

Instantly igniting everyone’s passion, the previously silent citizens erupted, setting down their recording phones to join the roaring cheers!

“Sword God is awesome!!!!”

“Jianghai Sword God is number one under heaven!”

“Slay the Demonkin, elevate Jianghai’s prestige!”

Amid flying spit and frenzied excitement, mountain-toppling, sea-surging cheers rose, shaking the clouds above, rumbling like thunder.

“Sword God is awesome!!!”

Li Qinghe cheered loudly, screaming the most wildly, fervently guiding the crowd’s emotions. When she looked up at the sky screen, her eyes brimmed with admiration.

Truly worthy of being this young lady’s grand-teacher… pah pah, future master!

“Using the sky screen as an array diagram—this is countless times better than that Qin fellow, hmph!”

………

Listening to the roaring cheers rising from below, the Masked Old Man hovered mid-air, his face beneath the gilded mask already twisted into a grotesque snarl, fury accumulating in his chest.

“Fine, fine, fine! Jianghai Sword God, you’ve forced my hand!”

He raised his head to stare at the composed Qin Yang, his eyes revealing the desperate ferocity of one betting everything.

The next moment.

Bang!

The Masked Old Man’s skin split open, blood mist spraying from his pores as his aura surged exponentially. With just a slight lift of his hand, the void subtly fractured.

“Another secret technique!”

Qin Yang frowned slightly upon seeing this, immediately recognizing the situation.

This was the activation of some secret art, forcibly elevating his cultivation to the Supreme Realm. Faint traces of Law Power circulated around him, but such techniques could likely only be sustained briefly and would cause severe physical damage.

Like morning dew on an epiphyllum, a fleeting moment of glory.

No thought for the future, only striving for the present!

“Jianghai Sword God, you cowardly rat!”The Masked Old Man roared, shattering the Star Power shackles and stomping through the void like an uncontrollable beast, summoning wild thunderbolts as he charged toward Qin Yang.”

Boom! Rumble!

Inky clouds surged with lightning, the aged voice overpowering the thunder, resounding across heaven and earth.

“Come, face me! I will surely kill you!”

“……”

Qin Yang remained silent in response, raising two fingers to similarly summon the Thunder Law, channeling it into the Seven Stars Array Diagram before directly driving it forward.

Kaboom!

Above Sword Valley, two thunderbolts collided, starlight dazzling as they intertwined with the ocean of cheering voices below, creating a magnificent and spectacular scene!

For a time, they appeared evenly matched!

“No rush. As long as I delay, time will always be on my side.”

Qin Yang’s thoughts remained calm as he coolly maintained distance, kiting the old man as if teasing a dog.

Time passed minute by minute.

Seeing that he still hadn’t managed to defeat Qin Yang, the Masked Old Man glared furiously. Calculating the time, anxiety already burned in his heart.

This secret technique used his life as fuel. If this stalemate continued, he would inevitably be dragged to death by the Jianghai Sword God!

Since death was certain either way…Then I shall drag you down to hell with me!

With this thought!

A flash of mad determination crossed his eyes as he erupted with a final crimson lightning, charging toward Qin Yang while roaring:

“For the Divine Sect, I die without regrets!!!”

The moment these words fell.

Qin Yang’s pupils abruptly contracted!

“This old bastard… intends to self-destruct?!”

(End of Chapter)