“Master, this calamity is just too overwhelming. I’m feeling a bit uneasy,” Mo Tianxiao admitted nervously. So far, he had no idea how the cultivators of the Xuanhuang Realm could possibly survive this tribulation.
Even if there were ten quasi-Emperor powerhouses among the invaders, Mo Tianxiao believed that the top forces of Xuanhuang Realm might still have a fighting chance if they united. But with over a hundred quasi-Emperor powerhouses and nearly a thousand Saint Realm warriors, how could they possibly weather this storm?
Yue Liuli’s figure came to a halt. The guiding light could no longer pull her forward. She gently removed a mortal sword from her waist, her gaze fixed on the thousand-strong Shamo Clan.
“There really are too many of them. I admit I didn’t consider this carefully enough,” she said.
Several Emperor Realm cultivators who hadn’t yet left the Xuanhuang Realm noticed Yue Liuli’s movement and were momentarily stunned.
“Sister Liuli, there’s only one chance to strike. If you can pierce through their treasures, I’m confident we can wipe out some of their cultivators!” Su Muyao’s figure rose higher. According to previous circumstances, before leaving the Xuanhuang Realm, they still had one last opportunity to make a move.
If they could shatter the Shamo Clan’s treasures, they might still have a chance to eliminate part of the invaders for the Xuanhuang Realm.
From three other directions, Feng Chenfeng, Guixu Jin, and Zhou Wang of the Great Zhou Dynasty had also yet to ascend.
“Fellow Daoist Yue, Daoist Su is right. The treasures they hold are probably high-grade Emperor artifacts, or maybe even top-tier Emperor artifacts. Among us, only you have the strength to possibly break through their defenses.
If we seize the right moment, it’s not impossible to slay them!”
Everyone present did not want their loved ones to be oppressed by these alien invaders. Naturally, they hoped to kill as many as possible before their ascension.
“Hahaha! The Emperor artifacts you speak of are probably just ordinary treasures, right? Although the Xuanhuang Realm is far stronger than other worlds, your vision is still limited.
This jade disk of mine is a terrestrial law supreme treasure. Even within the Shamo Clan, it counts as a treasured heirloom. You’ve barely stepped onto the path of Dao, yet you dare to speak so arrogantly?”
The Shamo clan leader sneered with disdain. To ensure absolute certainty, the clan had brought out all their treasured supreme artifacts, prepared to counter the ancient techniques left behind from the Xuanhuang Realm’s primeval era.
Hearing this, the expressions of those present changed. Though they didn’t know exactly what a terrestrial law supreme treasure was, from the tone, it seemed to be a treasure above Emperor artifacts.
“Enough noise.”
Yue Liuli’s eyes lowered slightly. Her wrist turned gently, and the sword in her hand slowly sliced through the air at an incredibly slow pace, without the slightest ripple of Saint energy or any trace of the laws.
Yet, with this tiny movement, it was as if time itself froze. The entire world fell into absolute stillness.
Everyone present—several Emperor Realm cultivators, the Shamo Clan members, and even Mo Tianxiao and other cultivators thousands of miles away in the Xuanhuang Realm—felt an indescribable, elusive aura.
It was as if their bodies were no longer under their control. Only their thoughts remained, while everything else was completely immobilized.
In the next moment, a sword light descended from the heavens, like a blade cutting through cloth, tearing the Shamo Clan’s treasured terrestrial law supreme artifact into pieces.
Boom——!!
The hum of the sword’s roar echoed relentlessly, shaking the Xuanhuang Realm to its core. Everyone felt a sudden jolt in their hearts, as if the very laws of Heaven had let out a mournful wail, and the world itself trembled.
This sword was unlike anything of the mortal realm. With absolute overwhelming force, it shattered all matter in its path. The entire sky, once densely packed with over a thousand members of the Shamo Clan, was now reduced to a mere handful—only forty or fifty remained. Among them, just eleven were quasi-Emperor level warriors.
The leader, who had previously held the supreme treasure, had survived by sheer luck, positioned at the most defensible spot.
Yet now, he stood frozen, drenched in cold sweat streaming down like raindrops, unable to move a muscle. His entire being was engulfed by endless terror, and he dared not even draw a breath.
Impossible!
How could the Xuanhuang Realm possibly harbor such an existence?
This was the Earth Law Supreme Treasure! Even the Shamo Clan’s strongest warriors, exerting their full power, could never shatter it outright!
A mere Xuanhuang Realm, a world without even a single cultivator who had stepped into the cosmos—how could such a being exist here?!
At this moment, it wasn’t just the Shamo Clan’s Young Lord who was terrified. Even if the clan’s patriarch were present, he would surely soil himself in fear.
The firmament was permanently torn open by sword energy, leaving a wound on the Xuanhuang Realm that would never heal.
Several quasi-Emperors’ pupils dilated wildly, waves of shock crashing in their hearts. Before they could react, the power of the Heavenly Dao forcibly expelled them, leaving no trace behind.
Yue Liuli slowly sheathed her sword, gently lifting her head. Her gaze pierced through the Xuanhuang Realm, staring into the cosmic starry sky beyond. At the end of the great path, atop the summit of the heavens, her brow furrowed slightly as she murmured, “Even at this level, they can notice?”
“Xiao Mozi, I’ll leave first. These are for you to practice with.”
With that, Yue Liuli’s figure transformed into a streak of light, shooting straight into the Feathered Ascension Gate. In the next moment, the gate closed tightly.
Silence filled the air.
“Gurgle.”
“...Can someone tell me what just happened?”
“I want to know — is it still possible to join the Demon Sect now? Just to clarify, I’m from the Supreme Dao Sect. I’m willing to abandon darkness and embrace the light.”
“Damn! The Xuanhuang Realm actually has such a powerhouse! Before this, I had no idea at all!?”
“Is this the strength of the Demon Sect’s last sect leader? No wonder he was hailed as the Xuanhuang Realm’s number one quasi-Emperor!”
If it weren’t for the terrifying sword path pressure radiating from that horrifying rift high above the sky, everyone might have thought they were dreaming.
Even Mo Tianxiao stood stunned, his previous worries instantly swept away.
Eleven quasi-Emperors and over thirty Saint Realm warriors—this enemy force was a disaster for the Xuanhuang Realm, but Mo Tianxiao believed that the psychological shadow cast by these forty-plus warriors would engulf the entire realm.
At least for the time being, these foes would dare not make any bold moves.
“Senior Brother! Master... she’s so strong!” Nangong Wan snapped out of her shock, her voice filled with disbelief.
Knowing your master is strong and witnessing your master’s strength were two entirely different experiences.
“Mo Tianxiao, I have a goal now. I want to become a sword cultivator like Senior Yue!” Su Muxue’s eyes gleamed brightly as she stared fixedly at the sword scar, unable to forget it for a long time.
This was the swordsmanship she had been desperately seeking.
If only I had known how powerful Senior Yue was, I would have sought her guidance much earlier.
Many cultivators were undoubtedly shocked by the overwhelming strength of the newly appointed sect leader of the Demon Sect, but the ones truly left speechless were all the old-timers present.
Especially someone like Xuan Xiaotian, an ancient being who had lived for an unfathomable length of time, a living relic who had witnessed genuine Emperor-level masters. After personally experiencing Yue Liuli’s might, he was struck by a profound, indescribable awe.
Even the true Emperor-level experts had never encountered someone so powerful. With a single sword, she shattered a supreme treasure and effortlessly slaughtered over a hundred quasi-Emperor strongholds along with hundreds of Saint Realm cultivators.
After a long silence, Xuan Xiaotian sighed deeply, “The Ascension Tribulation is truly nothing to her...”
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
