Chaotic Sword God

A loud explosion rocked the entire palace as Qin Wuming’s hand pressed against the tungsten alloy door. The entire treasury seemed have begun to shake, and if not for the fact that the entire building was made of reinforced steel, the treasury would have came crashing down.

Taking his palm off, Qin Wuming and the others could see that the tungsten alloy door was still standing nice and tall in front of them. It hadn’t been broken, and Qin Wuming’s palm didn’t even leave a trace of it on the alloy.

Seeing that his own palm was useless, Qin Wuming let out an icy grunt before taking out his Saint Weapon that blazed with a blue-colored Saint Force. With all his strength, Qin Wuming struck at the door.

Using his Saint Weapon, Qin Wuming’s strike was roughly two to three times stronger than his palm strike. With his current strike, even a large mountain could be cleaved in half by him.

“Bang!” A fierce explosion could be heard as the whiplash of energy flooded the entire area before dissipating. The ground near the treasury started to fracture and split into crevices. Some of the soldiers of the Eastern Deity Swords were even forced back several steps.

However, even after the tremors subsided and Qin Wuming had finished his strike with his Saint Weapon, the door had not been broken.

“Father, the door must be beyond 250 kilograms in weight, it could possibly be beyond 500 kilograms! We should go call for some of the others to help us break down this door.” Qin Wujian mentioned.

Qin Wuming put away his Saint Weapon in resignation. Sighing, he spoke, “I didn’t think that this tiny Heavenly Eagle Kingdom would have amassed such a large amount of tungsten alloy. Ah, it is truly surprising. If we really wish to break open this door, we’ll need several more people to break it.”

“No need for that, allow me to try!” Jian Chen came up from behind. “I doubt such a small metal door would be able to block my path.” Seeing how Qin Wuming was unable to break past the door, Jian Chen decided to not hold back. Bringing forth the Origin Energy of the azure and violet Sword Spirits, Jian Chen’s right hand began to glow with the same azure and violet colors.

Qin Wuming retreated without a sound. He knew that Jian Chen’s talent was nearly terrifying, but he hadn’t ever been able to understand it. This time, he would take this chance to observe it for himself.

Jian Chen stood right in front of the tungsten alloy door. Without any superfluous movements, he stabbed directly onto the door with the Origin energy of the Sword Spirits in his right hand.

“Tzk!” A metallic ring could be heard. Despite the tungsten alloy door being incredibly durable, the Origin Energy of the azure and violet Sword Spirits was able to stab deeply into the door almost as if it was made of tofu.

“An azure and violet color, how curious, what type of powerful energy is that?” Qin Wuming spoke in amazement at the Origin Energy in Jian Chen’s right hand.

Qin Wujian, Khafir, and Ye Ming all stared hard at the Origin Energy in Jian Chen’s right hand as well. Each one continued to guess in curiosity at what the energy was. All three of them were extremely curious.