Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2042: Chapter 2043: Renowned Swords Gather, Witness This Battle (Update 4)

Previously, in the Abyss, Xue An had once encountered Jian ZaiXin, who was at the time searching everywhere for the whereabouts of Li Jingxing.

Unexpectedly, he met her once again here.

However, the Jian ZaiXin now was a world apart from the one previously trapped in the Slaughter Hell.

Not to mention anything else, just the awe-inspiring Sword Intent emanating from her was enough to instill fear.

Especially now, in front of the Jian Sect, under the support of the supreme Sword Intent accumulated over thousands of years by dozens of generations of Sword Cultivators, Jian ZaiXin was like an embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, daring no one to look directly.

Even the usually arrogant and domineering Evil Sword Sovereign, Feng Ziming, had to close his mouth and stand compliantly at that moment.

Finally.

Jian ZaiXin’s gaze swept across the face of everyone present, and then in a calm yet authoritative tone, she said, "The Sword Master has ordered to invite everyone to enter the Starry Domain to observe the ceremony."

Bang!

Upon hearing this, the entire scene was in an uproar, with many people showing expressions of surprise and joy.

No one expected such a great opportunity could happen.

Initially, being able to wait for news outside the Starry Domain was thought to be enough, but being invited inside to observe the ceremony was a huge honor.

Thus, for a moment, the entire area was filled with voices of approval.

"Thank you, Sword Master!"

"Thank you, Lord of the Three Swords!"

The shouts rose and fell one after another.

Jian ZaiXin still showed no expression, only glanced at Feng Ziming meaningfully, and then said lightly, "No need to thank me, this is all the Sword Master’s intention. Entering to observe is allowed, but if anyone intends to cause trouble, don’t blame the sword in my hand for being ruthless!"

These words were filled with killing intent, and it was clearly said for Feng Ziming to hear.

Feng Ziming naturally understood this, but instead of acting out, he just chuckled a few times, ignored the old man washing swords, and turned to leave.

Shortly after, Jian ZaiXin led the way, and everyone followed closely, flooding into the Sword Palace Sector.

The starship that Xue An and his companions were on also blended in, unnoticed by anyone, and entered smoothly.

At this moment.

A high platform had already been erected within the Sword Palace Sector.

The entire platform emitted a gentle glow, and in the middle stood a flagpole with a large flag fluttering.

Embroidered on the flag was a golden sword, exuding an extremely intimidating and extraordinary aura, the symbol of the Jian Sect.

And around the base of the platform were layers of stands one after another.

At this moment.

The stands were already filled with people who came to observe the ceremony, including many renowned swords from various places.

The crowd was buzzing with discussions, obviously talking about the imminent battle.

"If Jian San wins this battle, there will be no one in the Multiverse, apart from the Red Lotus Immortal Venerable, who can stop her advance!" someone sighed softly.

"Isn’t the Red Lotus Immortal Venerable a Magic Cultivator? How does that count as a Sword Cultivator?" a young person asked in confusion.

"You don’t know this, do you? The Red Lotus Immortal Venerable excels in both Magic and Sword, especially with his Red Lotus Sword Intent, which is peerless and invincible."

"Wow, is he really that formidable?" the young person listened in awe.

Someone beside them suddenly sneered, "Heh, no matter how formidable, he won’t live much longer. After all, the Emperor’s Palace and the Profound Ming Tomb are not to be underestimated."

Hearing this, everyone else fell silent.

Because this has already surpassed the scope of what they could discuss.

Only after a long while did someone finally let out a soft sigh, "It’s quite shameful. We men being overshadowed by a woman, if Sword Master Li still fails to stop her this time, we male Sword Cultivators will have no dignity left."

A lot of men nodded in agreement, deeply resonating with that sentiment.

At this moment, Jian ZaiXin led everyone to the stands.

The arrival of these newcomers caused another stir in the crowd.

Among them, those who knew each other began to loudly greet one another.

But there were also many who usually did not get along or even had grudges, yet at this moment could only glare at each other fiercely, not daring to take any action.

For this was the Sword Palace Sector!

Who dared to act rashly here?

The most noticeable among them was the Evil Sword Sovereign Feng Ziming.

He boldly strode forward, and everyone retreated as he passed, avoiding him like the plague.

After all, who would want to oppose a madman?

As for the old man washing swords, Ye Bufan, and his grandson, Ye Kongming, they sheepishly hid in the crowd, afraid of attracting any attention.

Finally.

The commotion gradually subsided.

People began to eagerly anticipate the upcoming great battle.

All those present were at least powerful beings above the Great Luo level, naturally having plenty of patience, even if it meant waiting ten days was no issue.

However, this kind of unbearable boredom and loneliness really tested one’s willpower.

Thus, it wasn’t long before people began softly conversing again.

Xue An led the disguised An Yan and their two daughters, along with Xiao Sha and Xiao Yu, standing on the backmost stand.

The two little girls huddled together, whispering and giggling from time to time.

An Yan also chatted casually with Xiao Sha and Xiao Yu.

Only Xue An stood there quietly.

Just then, the man next to him, after several glances back, finally couldn’t resist asking, "Friend, why bring the whole family to just watch the excitement?"

Xue An slightly turned his head for a glance.

The speaker was a man with a goatee, eyes flashing with brilliance, exuding an air of shrewdness and competence.

Xue An couldn’t help but smile slightly, "Yes, staying at home is staying at home, just as well take them out to broaden their horizons!"

"Indeed, children should be trained like this, or else staying at home all the time will make them like frogs in a well!"

The man said, sighing with feeling, and then naturally pulled out a jade box from his pocket, opening it to reveal long, black sticks.

"Have one!" The man casually handed one over.

Xue An didn’t refuse, taking it directly.

He then placed it in his mouth and lightly flicked it, lighting the end of the stick.

Xue An took a puff, slowly exhaled, and said, "Three-hundred-year-old ganoderma herb? No, there’s also Jade Rhinoceros Horn Fragrance mixed in!"

The man gave a thumbs-up with admiration, "Truly an expert! It’s not hard to detect the ganoderma herb scent, but you’re the first to catch the Jade Rhinoceros Horn Fragrance!"

Xue An chuckled, "Just a lucky guess."

What Xue An was smoking was something similar to tobacco popular among cultivators in the Multiverse.

Due to its soothing and calming effects, it was much liked and, like Earth’s tobacco, became a social tool.

For example, now.

Through this medium of a smoke, Xue An and this man were quickly engaged in enthusiastic conversation.

Yet, as they chatted and laughed, a pair of eyes filled with hatred was watching them from the shadows.