Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

As Ye Qian'an's voice fell, he drank all the fine wine in front of him, and at the same time, his inner realm had reached the early stage of True Immortal.

[Congratulations to the host for drinking thirty jars of nine thousand year old wine in a row and raising his cultivation to the level of True Immortal]

[Drunken Sword Immortal level increased by one level, currently level 7]

"True Immortal Realm?" The remnant soul of the God of War was stunned. He couldn't believe his eyes. He didn't expect that this guy could break through to the True Immortal Realm at this critical moment.

Ye Qian'an took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and muttered something.

As his spell sounded, mysterious runes began to appear around his body. These runes flashed with light and echoed with the wine mist, forming a powerful defensive shield.

When the Martial God's Remnant Soul saw this scene, his expression changed again. He felt the powerful aura emanating from Ye Qian'an, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

This youngster was able to unleash such powerful strength in such a short period of time.

The remnant spirit of the God of War no longer hesitated, and he increased his power output again. The light became more dazzling, and the attack power became stronger.

However, Ye Qian'an was not frightened by this powerful attack. He stared closely at the remnant spirit of the God of War, waiting for the best opportunity.

When the light was about to break through the defense shield, Ye Qian'an suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Break!"

Instantly, the defense shield burst out with a powerful force, bouncing the light back. The remnant soul of the martial god was caught off guard by this sudden counterattack, and his body swayed slightly.

Ye Qian'an seized this opportunity, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the remnant spirit of the God of War. He raised his huge palm and slapped it hard at the remnant spirit of the God of War.

The remnant spirit of the God of War wanted to dodge, but it was too late. He could only bite the bullet and raise his hands to resist.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the remnant soul of the God of War was hit by Ye Qian'an's giant palm, and his body flew out like a cannonball, slamming heavily on the distant mountain.

"Interesting, really interesting, I can actually challenge a higher level opponent, really interesting..."

The arrogant laughter echoed between heaven and earth. The mountains on both sides almost exploded inch by inch at this moment. Countless pieces of rock splashed out, completely destroying the mountains here.

The remnant spirit of the Martial God stood up, raised his head, looked at the dark and empty space, and said slowly: "It is a blessing for you to die under the skill that made me famous."

"The wrath of the God of War!"

Ye Qian'an stared at this vast and boundless energy. With a wave of his sleeves, the sky and the earth changed color. The strength of this old guy was so terrifying.

If he were still in his prime, the energy he exuded would probably be even more terrifying...

Suddenly, strange ripples appeared around the remaining soul of the God of War. These ripples gradually merged into an invisible figure that was a thousand feet tall. If you look closely, you will find that this figure looks exactly like him. However, facing this figure, Ye Qian'an had the terrifying feeling of facing the whole world!
Ye Qian'an took a deep breath, raised his head suddenly, waved his fingers, and shouted: "Nine Swords Immortal Formation, combine!"

This time, the sword energy was even more surging, and the thick sword energy condensed into a golden thread. Looking closely, he discovered that this thread was actually produced by the sword energy. Nine immortal swords flashing with different brilliance broke through the air, and the formation formed by the Nine Swords Immortal Formation suddenly trapped the remaining soul of the Martial God in front of him.

"An ant trying to shake a tree!!!"

As the remnant spirit of the God of War roared, a force that could destroy the heavens and the earth instantly burst out from him. This force was like a surging wave, spreading wildly in all directions, and wherever it passed, the space was distorted and almost shattered.

The thousand-foot-tall invisible figure reappeared, and it was more solid than before, as if a real god had descended. It exuded a terrifying pressure, and the entire space was trembling under this pressure.

The violent energy roared in the air, bringing up gusts of wind, blowing the surrounding rocks and trees apart. The force was like a ferocious beast, pouncing towards Ye Qian'an.

Ye Qian'an's face was solemn. He could feel the terrifying power of this attack. He controlled his Nine Swords Immortal Formation and rushed towards the attack in front of him.

Not only that. Ye Qian'an waved his hands, forming complicated hand seals. Around him, light flickered, and mysterious runes continued to emerge. He muttered something, as if summoning some powerful force.

Just as the attack wave of the Martial God's remnant soul was about to arrive, Ye Qian'an shouted: "Divine Shield!"

A huge golden shield instantly appeared in front of him. The shield was engraved with mysterious patterns and exuded a powerful defensive power.

The attack of the remnant soul of the God of War hit the golden shield hard, making a loud noise that shook the earth.

The powerful impact caused Ye Qian'an's body to tremble slightly, but the golden shield firmly blocked the attack.

Ye Qian'an gritted his teeth and tried hard to maintain the stability of the golden shield...

The dust faded away, but the remaining spirit of the God of War still had his brows furrowed.

Looking at the sword light flashing around Ye Qian'an, the remnant spirit of the God of War was also a little surprised, and said: "It turned out to be the power of the dragon clan. But even so, I guess your soul must have suffered a lot of trauma now, right?"

"It will take several days of rest before I can recover." Ye Qian'an smiled but did not force himself. In his heart, he had already been shocked by the power emanating from the remaining spirit of the God of War.

Today, if he had not had the protection of his innate sword body, he would have been seriously injured by the Martial God's Wrath. What terrified him the most was the Martial God's Wrath's speed. At that speed, any defense would be impossible.

"In all these years, you are the first person who can withstand the wrath of the God of War." The remnant soul of the God of War stared at Ye Qian'an. After a while, a rare smile appeared on his face. He slowly leaned against the throne and said with a somewhat melancholy tone: "This day has finally come."

"Senior, all I'm doing is this Tianling. I don't have any other thoughts about you." Ye Qian'an said with a faint smile.

"You have withstood my attack, so I will naturally give you what you want." The remnant soul of the God of War did not comment. He flicked his fingers, and a soul wave flashed out. Then the sky bell that was shining with golden light finally floated in front of Ye Qian'an.

Ye Qian'an hesitated slightly, but still took the flying Tianling.

If he doesn't take Tianling out, it will be difficult to successfully solve his physical problems. So far, he cannot be a match for a strong man in the Golden Immortal realm.

"Thank you, senior." Ye Qian'an shrugged, stepped forward, and bowed to the remnant spirit of the God of War in front of him. (End of this chapter)