The Peak of True Martial Arts (Zhen Wu Dianfeng / 真武巅峰)

Jian Kongchen, you still remember me.

Jian Lingfeng? Why are you still alive?

Back then, you trapped me in Phoenix's Cry Mountain

for four hundred years.

Four hundred freaking years!

If it weren't for my solid cultivation,

I wouldn't have persisted until now.

Fortunately, Mr. Nie saved me.

If not, I would've died in hatred.

Since I'm fated to live,

I'm going to settle this score with you.

You're the lunatic

who snatched Phoenix Flame Jades in Phoenix's Cry Mountain at that time.

Yes, it was me.

Jian Lingfeng.

Despite being trapped for four hundred years in Phoenix's Cry Mountain,

you still belong to the Wanjian Sect.

(You're not allowed to throw shade at the Martial King of our sect.)

You won't be forgiven if even you're the elder of the Jian family.

How funny.

With Mr. Nie here, killing Jian Kongchen is easy.

I don't need your forgiveness.

Jian Kongchen has become a Martial King nearly a century ago

and he's touching the peak stage of the True Soul Realm soon.

You're asking for his blade.

Setting Sun.

What a hubris.

How can this be?

Myriad Sword Big Dipper Dynamics.

Purple Sun Radiance.

Kill him!

Nie Feng, you ask for it.

I'll give you a taste of our sect's treasure, Myriad Sword Casket.

Scorched Ocean.

No way.

Nie Feng.

Wanjian Sect and Haotian Sect are in good odor.

Plus, our Martial King of the Wanjian Sect, Jian Jingxuan,

and Martial King of the Haotian Sect, Hao Zhou have been through desperate hardship together.

Don't you...

I've already broken faith with the Haotian Sect.

Nothing will help, no matter what you say.

What?

I've created a new sword move.

Jian Kongchen, why don't you give it a try?

Pure Yang Inferno.

Darn it.

Nie Feng...

Nie Feng.

Give me the Myriad Sword Casket back.

Come and get it yourself.