The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 1631: Chapter 1728: Heaven Swords Sealing

The longsword was shaped like a serpent, its blade curved, and at the tip, a tongue extended, flickering like a snake’s hiss.

As the sword emerged, it was as if an ancient giant python released a heaven-shaking roar, its sound echoing clearly for every resident of the Tang Capital to hear.

The young man lightly tapped the sword with his finger, and at once, it whirred to life, shooting directly toward the East Extreme Heavenly King.

Among the gathered heroes, only the East Extreme Heavenly King was worthy of the Sword Sealing Pavilion Master’s gaze; all others, regardless of their cultivation levels, were no more than chickens and dogs in his eyes, worthless to draw his blade.

The East Extreme Heavenly King raised his hand, and as his palm descended, a golden palm impression materialized, filled with a vast and boundless power.

The golden palm impression ruthlessly collided with the serpent-shaped longsword, from which a giant python’s phantom emerged, crashing into the golden palm imprint.

With a deafening roar, accompanied by the python’s furious cry, the golden palm impression abruptly disintegrated, while the python phantom retreated, dimmed yet still existent.

The East Extreme Heavenly King struck out again, his power soaring above the prior strike, akin to an immovable ancient mountain crushing downward.

The phantom python could not resist, letting out a final piercing roar before vanishing completely. The serpent-shaped longsword was sent flying, its brilliance diminished greatly.

The young man remained calm, unaffected, as if unsurprised by this outcome. If the East Extreme Heavenly King could not even withstand such a probing strike, it would have been truly dull.

The serpent-shaped longsword flipped back into the young man’s hand. Despite having lost much of its luster, the moment it met his grip, it radiated its brilliance anew, once again infused with overwhelming Sword Qi.

Furrows gathered in the East Extreme Heavenly King’s brow, his expression turning grave. The young man’s strike had seemed sharp, yet it was merely a casual test—not even close to his full strength.

And with just this probing move, the East Extreme Heavenly King had been forced to deliver two palms to fully counter it, proving that this young man’s might was far above what it had once been.

Though the current East Extreme Heavenly King vastly surpassed his past self—even having stepped into the Immortal Realm—he still lacked the confidence to triumph over this enigmatic Sword Sealing Pavilion Master.

“You abducted the Pill Alliance’s talent. What is your Sword Sealing Pavilion planning?” the East Extreme Heavenly King demanded, his voice weighty.

The young man shook his head. “That’s something I can’t tell you. I merely borrowed your Pill Alliance’s talent for a temporary need. If his luck favors him and he survives, I will return him to you then.”

At these words, the East Extreme Heavenly King let out a cold laugh. “With me here, you won’t be taking anyone away.”

The young man cast a deep glance at the East Extreme Heavenly King and chuckled softly. “You are indeed much stronger than before, but you still aren’t my match. I simply prefer to avoid bloodshed. Should I exert my full power, this place would be flattened—you wouldn’t wish to see such a thing happen, would you?”

These words caused the Tang Emperor and the royal experts to blanch with fear. If the Tang Capital were obliterated, Tang Country would crumble by half. Moreover, with the Tang Capital as the foundation of the Li Royal Family, its loss would be utterly catastrophic.

“Such arrogance!”

A stern voice rang out suddenly, and within the depths of the imperial city, a streak of brilliant light shot forward.

“Father Emperor!” The Tang Emperor’s face lit with joy, and the royal experts collectively bowed with utmost respect.

The newcomer was clad in a gray robe, his face aged yet stalwart—it was none other than Li Yuanshan, the Old Emperor Tang, who Fang Lin had encountered in the past.

With the Sword Sealing Pavilion Master imposing such a grave threat to the Tang Capital, the Old Tang Emperor could no longer remain idle; he had to personally intervene.

The Old Tang Emperor had not appeared for many years and was believed by most to be long dead. His sudden emergence stunned many in the Tang Capital who hadn’t imagined the former monarch still lived.

Li Yuanshan nodded towards the East Extreme Heavenly King and Dragon Haotian in acknowledgment, before fixing his gaze upon the young man. Even his eyes betrayed a depth of unease.

Glancing at Li Yuanshan, the young man smiled faintly. “Half-step Immortal, yet it seems the leap to true Immortality remains out of reach for you.”

“Even if not Immortal, I am still sufficient to face you,” Li Yuanshan declared. Though aged, the power he exuded was overwhelming, his hair and beard flaring with vigor—once Tang Country’s supreme force, his dominance was undiminished.

This signaled the young man would now face, apart from the East Extreme Heavenly King, a joint assault from Dragon Haotian, the Old Tang Emperor Li Yuanshan, and the current Tang Emperor.

Even so, the young man’s countenance remained serene, utterly unperturbed.

From atop the Tang Tower, Fang Lin had yet to make an appearance. Uncertain of the young man’s strength, and noting that the Pavilion Master’s intent to bring Xu Yanbing of the Pill Alliance away had no direct conflict with him, he chose to observe for now.

Furthermore, Fang Lin wished to see just how capable this rumored Sword Sealing Pavilion Master truly was—whether, with a partnership alongside Dugu Nian, he might be defeated.

The young man surveyed his surroundings, a smile spreading across his face.

“Excellent. Since you all choose to stand against me, I might as well unleash myself fully.”

As he spoke, his gaze swept across everyone within the Tang Capital.

Unease swelled and spread throughout the Tang Capital, as though the young man’s intangible energy enveloped every corner of the city.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz!!!

Across the Tang Capital, the swords on all martial artists began to hum and tremble.

“Heaven Swords Sealing!”

With a long shout, in an instant, countless swords flew out of their scabbards, answering the young man’s call.

“What’s happening?”

“My sword flew away!”

“What’s going on?”

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Every sword owned by the martial artists took to the air simultaneously, gathering as one, forming a River of Swords.

The Sword Sealing Pavilion Master, leaping upward, stood atop this River of Swords, his feet planted upon countless swords.

This scene etched itself indelibly into the memories of everyone in the Tang Capital.

At that moment, those cultivating the Sword Tao felt both shaken and ablaze with fervor.

This was the true essence of a swordsman!

With a mere word, tens of thousands of swords answer the call! Tell me, in ancient or modern times, has any swordsman possessed such grandeur?

The East Extreme Heavenly King and other experts turned pale. Though the swords varied in quality, the Sword Intent amassed from their unity was infuriatingly horrifying.

“Let all swordsmen ascend my Sword Head List!”

“Let every famed blade enter my Sword Sealing Pavilion!”

“Of all who walk the Sword Tao throughout history, who dares stand shoulder to shoulder with me?”

“With me here, who in this world dares claim the title of swordsman?”

The young man sang loudly, the river of swords beneath his feet surging ever more mightily, their Sword Qi reaching even higher.

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