The Most Powerful Overlord

Chapter 276: Why Do I Need a Sword to Kill You?

Other than Yagyu Mugen, he couldn’t think of a second person!

The sword embedded in the magma was, in terms of material, just an ordinary sword without anything special.

Yet now, this sword was filled with a destructive aura, emitting strands of sharp intent to kill.

This sword seemed to have been given a soul!

It was still being tempered in the scorching magma, and after decades of relentless forging, this sword had reached the level of a famous sword.

This sword was even more terrifying than the Ten-Fist Sword!

Although the Ten-Fist Sword was a divine sword passed down from ancient times, Yagyu Kenei could not bring out the true power of this sword.

Now, what was scarier than the sword was the person beside it, who was in meditation and had entered a state of selflessness.

Previously, Ye Qingtian faced the Five Dragons of Huaxia and others, but didn’t feel the aura of a strong person.

But now he did.

Sitting before him was Yagyu Mugen, whose physique was dragon-like, with blood and energy surging like the sea, accompanied by subtle explosive sounds.

He sat there as if he were the center of the universe, with the spiritual qi of heaven and earth gathering into himself.

His physique, spirit, realm, and cultivation had all reached a supreme level.

Especially after cultivating for decades at the volcano’s mouth, who else could achieve such Martial Arts will?

His understanding of martial arts had now reached a terrifying level.

Completely different from the masters Ye Qingtian had encountered before!

The term Martial Emperor emerged from Ye Qingtian’s mind.

He heard that Yagyu Kenei was a Half-Step Martial Emperor, but compared to the Yagyu Mugen before him, it was worlds apart.

Even Ye Qingtian was intrigued.

"You don’t have to pretend anymore, you’ve known all along, haven’t you?"

Ye Qingtian sneered.

Although Yagyu Mugen was indeed powerful, it wasn’t possible to train here without food and water for decades; there were eight Sword Slaves guarding him, likely aware of everything happening in Japan.

Suddenly, Yagyu Mugen opened his eyes, and as they flickered, two rays of cold light shot out like lightning in the void.

A surge of destructive energy soared, as though an angry dragon from mythology was revived, leaping from the abyss to descend upon the world.

"Are you Ye Xiaoyao from Huaxia?"

Yagyu Mugen asked.

He was clearly aware of everything happening.

"It’s me. I heard you’re the strongest in Japan, and I’ve come to kill you!"

Ye Qingtian’s tone was calm, as if stating a common task.

Yagyu Mugen slowly measured Ye Qingtian, speaking after a long moment: "If I’m not mistaken, you should be from that place in Huaxia! But aren’t they supposed to remain out of the mortal world?"

Ye Qingtian chuckled, understanding that Yagyu Mugen referred to Huaxia’s true Martial Arts Realm.

"Since you have wasted the younger generation of the Yagyu Clan and provoked Japan’s martial arts, I won’t hold back!"

Yagyu Mugen’s voice carried a transcendent etherealness, yet vaguely held a powerful oppressive force.

The term Martial Emperor was said to be a step away from heaven.

It meant that those in the Martial Emperor realm start to break free from earthly constraints, with their true qi vast, tens of times stronger than a Martial Emperor.

The Martial Emperor’s spirit and will were transcendent, akin to a Spirit Master.

The Martial Emperor’s physique was also considered heaven-defying, comparable to an External Body Training Strong Person.

At this moment, the entire region was submerged in Yagyu Mugen’s Sword Dao will.

With just a thought, Yagyu Mugen could gather terrifying killing intent, directly shattering a Martial Emperor.

This was the might of a Martial Emperor!

"Eh, finally someone on par with scratching an itch!"

Ye Qingtian suddenly chuckled.

"Ignorant child, presumptuous! Today, I shall make the peak of Huaxia Martial Arts fall here!"

Yagyu Mugen suddenly shouted.

"Boom!"

Instantly, an unstoppable airflow surged from the volcano’s mouth, the pressure suddenly increasing as if to explode Ye Qingtian’s body.

It felt as if an invisible giant hand wanted to crush Ye Qingtian!

"Buzz!"

A trembling sound was emitted, as the Xuanwu Divine Cauldron appeared over Ye Qingtian’s body.

"Bang!"

Soon after, a thunderous sound spread out, as the Xuanwu Divine Cauldron erupted with unmatched power, like a nuclear weapon detonating here.

The killing intent formed by Yagyu Mugen’s thoughts was instantly dispersed, and powerful air currents spread outward.

The dense mist atop Mount Fuji was immediately blown away, and those watching from afar witnessed a mushroom cloud-like shocking scene.

Deafening thunderous sounds echoed through the sky, shaking the ears.

"They’ve clashed!"

"The top martial artist of Huaxia has clashed with the top martial artist of Japan!"

The crowd cheered, as this pinnacle duel had finally begun.

At the volcano’s mouth.

Yagyu Mugen’s eyes were vast as the ocean, and his body’s true qi was like uncontrollable flooding rivers.

His gaze turned cold, as his palm suddenly struck down.

Carrying the terrifying sound of wind and thunder, it cut through the air, slicing through the void, even distorting space.

The whistling sound was terrifying, like the tail sound of an artillery shell being fired.

"Boom!"

Yagyu Mugen unleashed a ferocious punch, directly striking towards Ye Qingtian.

Ye Qingtian’s mouth showed a hint of a cold smile: "Good move!"

He also threw a punch, terrifying and unstoppable.

"Bang!"

Their fists collided like two stars crashing into each other.

The terrifying shockwave enveloped the entire Mount Fuji, transforming its atmosphere into a rolling tide, destroying everything.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

It’s unknown how much surrounding Mount Fuji was flattened by the horrifying shockwave.

After one punch, Ye Qingtian stood unmoved, while Yagyu Mugen staggered back dozens of steps.

With each step back, the summit of Mount Fuji trembled.

After dozens of steps, the summit of Mount Fuji began to shake ominously, as if experiencing an earthquake.

The ground cracked densely, like a spider’s web stretching outward, as if the whole mountain might split apart at any moment.

The feet of those observing the battle trembled violently, leaving them dizzy.

If not for the experts shielding, that wave of impact might have killed half of the people.

"Martial Emperor! Yagyu Mugen has the cultivation of a Martial Emperor!"

Exclamation echoed in response!

"Martial Emperor?"

Upon hearing this term, everyone present froze, their scalps tingling.

Previously, Yagyu Mugen was a Half-Step Martial Emperor, but with the mastery of the Martial Emperor Swordsmanship, his combat power equaled that of a Martial Emperor, suppressing Asia’s major strong persons.

But now he had truly reached the Martial Emperor realm, with an invincible physique!

The Yagyu family was ecstatic: "The ancestor really broke through! Martial Emperor! A living Martial Emperor!"

However, at the center of the battlefield.

Yagyu Mugen’s expression stiffened slightly: "I can’t discern what realm you’re in? Your physique has reached such a level?"

Yagyu Mugen initially thought that after advancing to Martial Emperor, without relying on swordsmanship, he could suppress Asia with his heaven-defying physique.

Yet unexpectedly, he was thwarted at his first encounter with Ye Qingtian.

"Use your sword, otherwise it’s pointless!"

Ye Qingtian sneered with disdain.

"To kill you, why would I need a sword?"

Yagyu Mugen snorted coldly, transforming his fist into a palm, condensing terrifying killing intent with his immense true qi.