Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

Ye Chen's face was solemn, but he did not show any fear. In his eyes, azure and golden light flashed alternately.

It was the power of heavenly punishment and devouring power lurking and surging in the depths of his eyes, like a dormant ancient ferocious beast, ready to devour its prey at any time.

He held the Shenlong Sword tightly in both hands. The ancient dragon patterns on the sword body seemed to be alive, winding and moving. The golden hilt fit well with his palm, transmitting a constant resonance of power.

At this moment, a sense of determination surged in his heart.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful you are, I will break this evil formation today and bring peace to this interstellar world!"

In an instant, Ye Chen's muscles tensed, his clothes rustled, and the spiritual power in his body rushed into the sword like a flood.

The Divine Dragon Sword vibrated and hummed, and colorful light gathered on the blade like a nebula.

It rotated and compressed rapidly, and in an instant condensed into a dazzling colorful sword light that seemed to contain the power of the galaxy.

"Humph, I will break your evil formation today!"

Ye Chen shouted in a low voice like a loud bell, and swung his sword with great force.

The sword light flew out of the sword, just like a rainbow piercing the sun, tearing the void, and wherever it passed, the space was split open.

Pitch-black cracks appeared, like the mouth of a ferocious beast, swallowing up all the energy fluctuations around it.

The two attacks collided in mid-air with a loud bang, like the collision of two stars, with no room for buffering.

For a moment, the blinding light exploded like a nuclear bomb, and surging energy ripples spread out in a circular shape. On the ground, thousands of tons of rocks were instantly crushed into powder and splashed everywhere.

The surrounding mountains were uprooted and thrown high into the sky, then turned into nothingness under the energy impact.

The space cracks are crisscrossed and bottomless, as if they are about to pull this world into endless chaos.

The violent energy storm was like an out-of-control beast, trampling everything around it.

Wherever it went, sand and rocks flew, dust filled the sky, blocking out the sun, and plunging the already gloomy world into even thicker darkness and chaos.

The ghost roared, and the power of the giant hammer increased by another three points. Every hammer mark lit up with a dazzling red light. It tried its best to suppress Ye Chen with brute force.

Ye Chen's colorful sword light was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea. Although it was slightly bent under the huge pressure, it was as tough as steel and did not give an inch.

Above the sword light, the power of heaven's punishment turned into strands of silver arcs, jumping and flashing. Wherever it touched, the evil power on the ghost hammer was like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, sizzling, constantly melting and retreating.

The devouring power was like an invisible black hole, forming a vortex at the front end of the sword light, madly absorbing the tremendous energy brought down by the giant hammer, converting it into its own nutrients and boosting the power of the sword light.

The nine Ghost Emperors who were controlling the formation were at the core of the formation. They felt their blood boiling and the soul ties connecting to the formation seemed to be pierced by countless steel needles, causing waves of severe pain.

They could clearly sense that the power of the formation was flowing through the strange devouring force, like time in an hourglass, flowing towards the terrifying Dragon Sword and towards the cold and resolute Ye Chen.

The Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi was filled with anxiety and horror, thinking secretly.

"Why is Ye Chen so difficult to deal with? If this continues, the formation will be broken and our hundreds of years of planning will be ruined in an instant!"

"Hold on! We must not let the formation break!"

Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi's eyes were red, and he roared as he mobilized all his ghost power. His hands danced rapidly on the formation plate, making complicated hand seals in an attempt to strengthen the foundation of the formation.

The other Ghost Emperors also had pale faces and used various methods. Some of them sprayed out their own blood essence, which turned into blood mist that covered the formation plate.

Some chanted ancient spells, summoning the spirits from underworld to fill the energy gap.

But it was all in vain, Ye Chen's power was like surging waves, one wave stronger than the other, unstoppable.

At this critical moment, there was a loud "crack" sound, as if the ice had cracked, resounding throughout the world.

The indestructible hammer in the goblin's hand actually had a winding crack on the handle. A faint light flickered in the crack, as if a mixture of unwillingness and anger.

Then, with a loud "bang", the giant hammer exploded, and the fragments scattered like hidden weapons, wrapped in the energy storm, piercing through the void and crushing rocks.

The colorful sword light took advantage of the situation like a dragon emerging from the sea, unstoppable and with the momentum to crush everything, it rushed straight towards the light curtain of the formation.

Above the light curtain, the defensive runes laid down by the Ghost Emperors lit up layer by layer, with dark green and deep blue lights flickering and interweaving, trying to block this fatal blow.

But the moment the sword touched the light curtain, it was like a hot knife cutting into butter. Silently, the first layer of runes shattered and turned into fluorescent spots that dissipated.

Then, the second layer, the third layer... collapsed one after another. Every time a layer shattered, it was accompanied by a dull roar, like the painful howling of a formation.

The nine Ghost Emperors were horrified, their pupils contracted rapidly, and they didn't have time to react.

With a loud "boom", a colorful sword light exploded in the lower right corner of the light curtain, just like the big bang at the beginning of the universe. The dazzling light instantly engulfed everything.

The energy shock spread outward wildly in a spherical shape. Wherever it went, the space collapsed and the earth sank.

With the impact point as the center, cracks spread rapidly on the formation's light curtain like a spider web. In a moment, they covered the entire light curtain, and the light became dim and shaky.

How could Ye Chen miss this great opportunity? He flashed and approached the light curtain like a ghost, with the Divine Dragon Sword in front of him. The light on the blade was restrained, but it revealed a sense of extreme sharpness.

He locked onto the already fragile node at the lower right corner of the formation, tapped the air with his toes, and thrust out a sword using the force.

This sword was as fast as lightning and like a falling star, with an unstoppable determination.

"Oh no! He is trying to break the formation. Defend yourself quickly!"

Zhou Qi screamed in fear, his voice distorted.

But at this point, they were so shaken by the previous impact that their blood was boiling, their internal organs were injured, and their movements were slow. They had no time to organize an effective defense.

The Dragon Sword pierced through the light curtain unhindered, and at that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped.

Immediately afterwards, a teeth-grinding "crunching" sound came from deep within the formation. With the tip of the sword as the center, cracks spread out in all directions like lightning, tearing the entire light curtain into pieces in an instant.

With a "crash", the light curtain collapsed, turning into light rain fragments all over the sky and dissipated into nothingness.

The nine Ghost Emperors were affected, and like kites with broken strings, they flew backwards with blood spitting out of their mouths, and fell heavily on the charred earth in the distance, creating nine deep pits.

They struggled to get up and looked at Ye Chen, who was standing with a sword in hand and a stern face, their eyes full of fear and disbelief. Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi's heart was full of regret and despair.

"How could this be possible? The strongest formation was completely broken like this. We worked so hard to build it, but we lost to this person!"

Everyone was shaking, too weak to fight anymore.

And Ye Chen, with his sword pointed at all the enemies, looked like a god of war in the midst of the ruins and smoke, announcing that the outcome of this duel had been decided.

The Great Emperor of Fengdu, the ruler of the underworld, sits high on a majestic throne made of white bones and black jade, with a black robe fluttering around him. The ghostly aura condenses into substance, transforming into a ferocious Shura phantom that surrounds him.

He originally looked down upon all living beings with majesty, controlling the cycle of life and death in the underworld, but at this moment, his brows were furrowed, just like a ravine split across a towering mountain.

His face was as gloomy as the depths of the Nether Abyss, and rich ghost energy dissipated uncontrollably, causing the surrounding space to vibrate and distort.

"Ye Chen, you are so brave!"

The King of Fengdu stood up suddenly, and the ground cracked with several cracks. The sound was like a loud bell, shaking the bricks and stones of the Fengdu city in the underworld to fall.

"Even though you are the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Realm, relying on your little bit of immortal power, you dare to trample on my underworld so wantonly and come here to cause trouble. Do you really think that no one in my underworld can stop you? Humph, today I will make you bleed on the spot to serve as a warning to others!"

After saying that, the Emperor of Fengdu teleported like a ghost and appeared in front of Ye Chen in an instant. He raised his hand and punched out.

The fist wind whistled, wrapping up the resentment accumulated in the underworld for billions of years, and turned into a black vortex, as if to drag Ye Chen's soul into endless purgatory.