Chapter 116: Witness of the Era (13) |
The Heavenly Sword was the supreme realm of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land. In just a hundred years, the Sacred Son had comprehended the sword dao to such an extent that it left every sword cultivator present feeling ashamed.
"Using the body as the sword, the heart as the sword… the Sacred Son of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land has completely forged himself into a blade. It seems the sacred land has spent these years tirelessly researching soul-weapon methods."
Su Chen narrowed his eyes. In the past, the Imperial Sword Manor's soul-weapon technique required a willing sword dao powerhouse to sacrifice their divine soul and willingly become the blade. Now, under the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land's improvements, the method had evolved to this terrifying degree—elevating the sword dao to an entirely new height.
Yet… this path was extreme. A single failure meant eternal damnation!
The Sacred Son of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land was strong—worthy of being a prodigy of this grand era. His strength was no less than monsters like Ling Wuya. No wonder he had the confidence to be the first to challenge Wang Yunfei.
Two terrifying auras clashed, causing wind and clouds to surge violently.
The Sacred Son swung his sword.
Time and space seemed to freeze. In the next instant, the blade appeared directly above Wang Yunfei's head.
Fast… impossibly fast.
Facing the strike, the golden divine mark between Wang Yunfei's brows flared to life. In the next moment, Wang Yunfei moved.
No one saw how he did it. One hand simply closed around the blade's edge. Golden qi collided with the sword light. The indestructible divine sword—forged from ancient heavenly gold—groaned under the pressure of his five fingers. Cracks spread across its surface.
The sight made every scalp in the audience tingle. They felt the true weight of the title "Young Emperor."
Monster!
Even Su Chen could not help but curse inwardly.
Born with a taboo divine physique. Possessing ancient pupil techniques. Mastering an unparalleled body-refining method. Faintly touching upon laws… this person seemed created solely to suppress everything. No weaknesses whatsoever. How could anyone defeat such a being?
The Sacred Son of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land had struck with his full power—yet he could not even break the defense. How were they supposed to fight? How were they supposed to contend?
The once-confident Sacred Son saw this scene and felt despair rise in his heart.
This was a monster…
"No… I refuse to believe that in this era, you are unbeatable!"
The Sacred Son roared. Radiant light exploded from his body. His unyielding sword conviction soared to its limit, transforming into an edge sharp enough to sever anything. The divine sword—already on the verge of breaking—finally shattered completely!
The Sacred Son's youthful appearance rapidly aged. His hair turned snow-white. He struggled to lift his head. A few strands of broken hair drifted down. A single drop of golden blood fell from the side of Wang Yunfei's face.
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"You… are the first to wound me. Situ Jian—I will remember your name."
Facing Wang Yunfei's words, Situ Jian smiled. His body slowly disintegrated into wind and sand.
A generation's genius died. He had poured his entire life's sword dao into one final strike. All to prove that Wang Yunfei was not invincible.
Wang Yunfei's face showed neither joy nor sorrow. The wound on his cheek healed in an instant. His brilliant golden eyes swept across the crowd below.
"All of you who wish to challenge me—come at once."
Situ Jian's all-out strike had finally ignited a trace of battle intent in Wang Yunfei's heart. He decided to grant them the chance for a truly exhilarating fight! If anyone else had spoken such words, it would have been pure arrogance. Those who dared challenge Wang Yunfei all possessed invincible convictions of their own.
But after witnessing those two previous battles, they understood one thing: Wang Yunfei's strength was simply too overwhelming. Fighting him alone gave no chance of victory—perhaps not even the chance to force out his true power. Only by joining forces could they leave no regrets!
"Fight!"
As though by prior agreement, the crowd surged forward together toward Wang Yunfei. Among them were no fewer than ten monsters who had stepped into the realm of true dao. Each one, in any other era, would have been an invincible figure capable of suppressing three thousand enemies. Yet this was a grand era.
Above monsters stood even greater monsters. And Wang Yunfei was precisely that kind of monster.
"Chen'er… what are you planning to do?"
Wang Yaochen watched as Su Chen gently set Hu Miaomiao down and strode alone toward Wang Yunfei. He moved to intercept him.
"Father… I want to see exactly how wide the gap between Big Brother and me truly is!"
Su Chen's tone was resolute. Against a monster of this caliber, if he did not fight even once, he would carry endless regrets for the rest of his life. After this grand era passed, who knew if he would ever encounter another existence like Wang Yunfei again? Even if it cost him his life, Su Chen wanted to measure the distance between them.
Wang Yaochen fell silent. After a long moment, he spoke only these words: "Remember—your own safety comes first."
Su Chen nodded. Then, like the others, he unleashed every ounce of his martial dao and charged toward Wang Yunfei alongside the rest.
Wang Yunfei noticed his younger brother's figure. A trace of appreciation flickered in his usually calm eyes. He extended a single finger.
A vast shower of golden meteors rained down—domineering, unyielding, eternal. That one finger carried divine might, a gesture of respect toward his brother.
Su Chen went all out. His hair whipped wildly. He drew his sword in a single motion. White light bloomed in his pupils. The blade cleaved through the heavens. Countless meteors were extinguished in its path. Until finally, he faced an incomparably towering divine form.
One finger descended—enough to suppress any monster. Overbearing power that brooked no refusal. It embodied what it meant to be the supreme prodigy of the era—the ruler of this age.
Blood sprayed from Su Chen's mouth. His bones shattered. One prodigy after another was effortlessly defeated. A few burned everything they had to clash with Wang Yunfei in desperate final battles—only to fall silent soon after.
In the end, only Wang Yunfei remained standing. Behind him swirled endless divine radiance. The treasure wheel representing his own path rotated slowly. The number one of Heavenly Profound—his name resounded across the starry void.
Nine Suns Emperor Palace's successor—Wang Yunfei.
Under the gazes of countless onlookers, Wang Yunfei led Central Continent's foremost beauty into the depths of the Emperor Palace.
Su Chen slowly rose to his feet. A bitter smile curved his bloodstained lips. He still had a very long road ahead before he could reach that level.
Months later, word spread across the Heavenly Profound Domain—and even reached the extraterritorial void: Wang Yunfei had fought the prodigies of all five domains alone… and emerged with only slightly rumpled robes.
In the courtyard of the Wang Clan.
Su Chen and Wang Yunfei sat facing one another.
Today, Wang Yunfei had specially returned to the clan to seek out his younger brother. Wang Yunfei spoke first. His opening words sent a tremor through Su Chen's entire body.
"I am leaving the Heavenly Profound Domain… to walk the path of becoming an Emperor. The Great Emperor's twilight years have arrived. Destiny will soon reopen."
The path to becoming an Emperor—the lifelong dream of countless martial prodigies. And the graveyard of countless more.
In Su Chen's memory, those who had walked this road included Fang Bubai… his old enemy Lin Zhan… and perhaps even the legendary ancestor of the Li Clan, Li Shenhua. They journeyed across the starry void all the way to the edge of the cosmos.
Time itself became a blade that severed prodigies. On the road to immortality, one could only sigh at the fleeting beauty of genius.
But what truly caught Su Chen's attention was something else.
"Big Brother… you've become a Saint?"