“Of course not, just scratching the surface, but that’s more than enough to take on the two of you alone . ” Conqueror smiled .
The other two naturally didn’t take this in stride . They were famous on the same level, and the strongest among them has yet to be known . But now, Conqueror wanted to fight alone on top of boasting like this, how could they take this sitting down?
A few spectators were shocked too . They thought that these three were evenly-matched, but this didn’t seem to be the case today . Was Conqueror really much stronger?
“I hope you have an ancestral treasure with you, or this place will be your grave . ” Sword Sovereign’s eyes became as sharp as a divine sword, representing his fury .
“Clank!” He unsheathed his sword and illuminated the entire area, pouring all of his energy into it .
A majestic figure appeared behind him with rays of imperial power oozing out .
“A pseudo-emperor!” Everyone could sense this aura .
At this moment, the sovereign didn’t hold back at all and revealed his true strength .
“I will overestimate myself and see what you can do then, Brother Conqueror . ” Coiling Dragon Young Noble coldly said .
With that, he raised his eight arms as they became dazzling, seemingly capable of shouldering a falling sky .
Most importantly, each hand was performing a different seal before holding a weapon . These eight weapons were mighty - pagoda, spear, halberd, divine bell… They belonged to the imperial and eternal classification . The hands themselves poured out endless strength, resembling eight gigantic dragons with a terrifying presence .
“What about Conqueror?” Everyone looked over at Conqueror, wondering which race he was from . They speculated that he could be from the Eight-armed Tribe as well because their progenitor was also one . If he was a true descendant, he should be from this race .
He still only had two arms at this moment, but this didn’t mean that he wasn’t from this race . This particular physical characteristic wasn’t an absolute requirement .
This tribe had numerous cultivation methods . They could have eight arms at birth, but through training, a thousand or ten thousand arms would be possible, as well as just two .
“Let’s go, we’ll see who will be the last man standing . ” Conqueror also unsheathed his sword .
In the past, he only used his bamboo sword but no more . This showed how serious he was against these two .
A golden glow shimmered on the blade with a hint of rippling waves under the sunlight . It looked like a soaring dragon .
“Roaming Dragon!” Coiling Dragon blurted out in astonishment after seeing this sword .
“It really is Roaming Dragon!” A few ancestors took a careful look and confirmed it .
“That’s a divine sword from Coiling Dragon . ” Another spectator revealed .
This wasn’t an ancestral treasure but it enjoyed plentiful fame . Later on, it disappeared along with the descendants of the progenitor .
This seemed to be proof of Conqueror’s identity . People didn’t find this particularly surprising due to the rumors .
Coiling Dragon Young Noble was affected the most for this was the last thing he wanted to see; his dynasty felt the same way . The consequence of this wouldn’t be pretty .
“Let’s go all out!” Conqueror roared .
“Ra!” A large dragon coiled around the youth, seemingly capable of tearing out the sky vault .
“Coiling Dragon Blessing…” Coiling Dragon Young Noble’s expression became unsightly . This was a top technique of the progenitor; they didn’t have this one either .
“He’s the real thing . ” Someone murmured . Conqueror’s identity seemed to have been confirmed .
“Buzz . ” Suddenly, the back of his neck exuded a Buddhist radiance and endless chanting .
“Impossible!” Numerous elders and ancestors couldn’t believe their eyes .
Even his two foes were caught by surprise and had a strange expression .
“Heavenly Buddha Tribe!” Just when people thought they have figured it out, Conqueror revealed his race!
Heavenly Buddha was also another big tribe in Myriad . Their members were born with a Buddhist light behind their head, showing that Conqueror was not an eight-armed member . He couldn’t be the descendant of Coiling Dragon Progenitor .
“Didn’t expect this, did you?” Conqueror smiled deviously, seemingly quite pleased with the reactions .
The crowd realized that Conqueror had just taken them for a ride since the beginning .
“Who cares if he’s a descendant or not, kill him!” Sword Sovereign unleashed a technique filled with sword intent .
“Eight-plains Sword God!” In the blink of an eye, he split into eight identical copies and slashed at the same time! Each slash could rend the world .
“A technique from Sword Saint . ” A keen-eyed ancestor recognized the move .
Ling Ximo stared intensely at this move, a supreme art from her progenitor . She hasn’t trained it yet .
“Die!” Coiling Dragon attacked with his eight treasures, causing loud detonations as they flew towards Conqueror .
“Break!” Conqueror ordered . The coiling dragon became his line of defense versus the other young noble .
At the same time, his sword soared to the sky, full of spirituality . It dragged the spatial fabrics near it upward along with the eight Sword Sovereigns .
“Dragon roams the sky!” It successfully pulled and nullified the eight slashes .
“Wind of the depth!” Coiling Dragon Young Noble tried again with a roar . His eight hands formed the same seal . The eight treasures combined into an explosive palm, heading straight for Conqueror .
Sword Sovereign raised his sword and created a rain of divine blades; their only target was Conqueror .
Conqueror retaliated by swinging his Roaming Dragon in a circular pattern . Curtains of swords appeared to stop the incoming attacks .
“Rumble!” Though this particular stance was incredible, these barriers were collapsing one by one under the relentless onslaught . Sparks were beautiful just like fireworks in the night sky .
Despite his prowess, Conqueror was at a disadvantage against the two powerful foes . Nevertheless, he managed to hold on without losing just yet .