229: The battle for the title of God of the Four Seas Alliance Leader!

Not long after Luo Li departed, within the Immortal Cave south of Tide-Falling City, Shen Yuanmo was preparing to re-enter meditation.

Suddenly, he slightly raised his eyelids.

A line of sight pierced through the heavy stone door, looking toward the edge of the city, at the boundless sky.

In this very instant!

An overwhelmingly tyrannical pressure descended from the heavens, as if an invisible Divine Demon had stepped down from the Nine Heavens, intending to trample the entire firmament beneath its feet!

This was the true, supreme Divine Might belonging to a Spirit Transformation True Monarch, the pressure instantly flooding every corner of Tide-Falling City like a burst heavenly river.

Inside the city, the bustling human noise abruptly ceased.

The noisy streets instantly turned deadly silent.

Cultivators clinking cups in the taverns froze, their wine cups suspended mid-air, their smiles rigid.

Merchants fiercely arguing in the market instantly lost the flush of blood from their reddened necks.

Countless Cultivators, whether at Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, or Nascent Soul, all turned deathly pale.

"Plop! Plop! Plop!"

Hundreds of low-level Cultivators couldn't even let out a scream, their knees slamming heavily onto the hard stone slabs, making dull fleshy thuds. Their foreheads pressed against the cold ground, their bodies trembling violently like sieves.

In their eyes, only the primal fear and despair of looking up at a deity remained.

Deep within the City Lord's Mansion, in a secret chamber constantly shrouded by a Formation.

An old man, a Half-step Soul Transformation expert whose aura was as deep as the sea, suddenly opened his eyes wide, the depths of his pupils filled with volcanic terror and disbelief.

"Soul Transformation... True Monarch!"

Who is it?

Which True Monarch has descended upon this small city?

Why would such a supreme existence be drawn to this remote place!

The entire Tide-Falling City, under this Divine Might, saw all living beings bow their heads and tremble.

However, the center of this terrifying pressure was precisely locked onto the Immortal Cave where Shen Yuanmo resided, south of the city.

Above the Immortal Cave, space violently twisted like boiling water.

A middle-aged man wearing a Profound Black Dragon Robe stepped out of the void.

On the Dragon Robe, ten thousand layers of giant waves were embroidered with Divine Gold Threads. As he breathed, the waves seemed to come alive, emitting silent roars that shook the soul.

His countenance was majestic, his eyes scornful. Merely hovering there, the Dao charm of Water Laws manifested around him, causing the Heaven and Earth Origin Qi to submit.

The Alliance Master of the Four Seas Alliance, Ao Zhan!

A true mighty expert of the Nascent Soul Initial Stage!

The space behind him cracked again, and a disheveled figure stumbled out—it was the Blue-Robed Cultivator.

At this moment, his face was ghastly pale, but the look in his eyes when gazing down was filled with twisted malice and the satisfaction of having achieved great vengeance.

"Alliance Master! It's here! That lunatic is inside this Immortal Cave!" His voice was shrill, piercing the deadly silence.

Ao Zhan's gaze descended, like two heavenly swords, pinning down the Immortal Cave below.

His voice was not loud, yet it carried the Soul Transformation will, exploding loudly within the minds of every living creature in Tide-Falling City!

"Which Fellow Daoist injured a member of my Four Seas Alliance, and even dared to leave a ten-thousand-foot sword mark to establish prestige on my territory?"

"Get out and face death!"

The divine voice transformed into a tangible impact, violently striking the Immortal Cave.

The simple Restriction outside the Immortal Cave did not even ripple before it burst like a phantom bubble with a "pop," shattering into scattered specks of light.

The heavy stone door was shaken until it was covered in spiderweb cracks, and fragments of stone rattled down.

However, the stone door did not collapse.

"Creak—"

A slight sound, clear in the utterly silent city, like the sigh of a Heavenly God.

The cracked stone door slowly opened inward.

A figure in an Azure Robe slowly walked out.

He was still in his simple cloth clothes, his aura unremarkable, like an ordinary Mortal, as if even the world-destroying pressure could not make him frown.

He walked out of the Immortal Cave, looked up, and calmly gazed at Ao Zhan floating in the air.

Their gazes met mid-air.

"It was me."

Shen Yuanmo spoke, his voice calm, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, yet it penetrated the roaring Origin Qi and clearly entered Ao Zhan's ears.

Ao Zhan's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needle tips.

Cannot see through him!

He, a dignified Spirit Transformation True Monarch, whose Divine Sense could sweep over ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers and perceive the flow of Laws, was completely unable to gauge the depth of this young man before him!

The opponent's aura was shrouded in a layer of Chaos mist, like an abyss or a prison, unfathomably deep.

What startled him even more was that this person's bone age was excessively young, definitely not exceeding a hundred years!

Soul Transformation at a hundred years old?

Impossible! Looking at the tens of thousands of years of history in this realm, it is unheard of!

Ao Zhan's mind spun rapidly, and he instantly suppressed that trace of doubt, transforming it into colder killing intent and disdain.

This boy must have Cultivated some peak Qi Concealment Secret Technique, or possesses an ancient exotic treasure that obscures the heavenly secrets!

His actual cultivation is, at best, a Great Perfection of Nascent Soul Stage relying on sharp Sword Dao!

Daring to play tricks in front of this sovereign just because he has an exotic treasure! He truly doesn't know how to value his life!

"Very good! You have the guts to admit it!"

Ao Zhan sneered, the majesty of a Spirit Transformation True Monarch fully displayed, his voice carrying the arrogance of absolute authority over life and death.

"In front of this sovereign, put away your ridiculous tricks! Seeing that you possess a bit of talent, this sovereign will give you a chance to live."

Ao Zhan extended a finger toward Shen Yuanmo, issuing a decree like a God King. Every word contained the irresistible power of Law.

"Kneel, offer up your Natal Divine Soul, and become a Sword Slave for my Four Seas Alliance for three hundred years!"

"After three hundred years, this sovereign might spare your life!"

A Sword Slave!

A punishment more humiliating than death!

The Blue-Robed Cultivator displayed a twisted smile of extreme satisfaction. He seemed to already see the lunatic kneeling and begging for mercy, his Divine Soul implanted with a Restriction, reduced to a dog that could only wield a sword!

However, facing this "boon" from the Spirit Transformation True Monarch.

Shen Yuanmo's face remained expressionless.

He merely softly uttered two words.

"Noisy."

The moment his voice fell!

Clang—!

A high, clear sword cry erupted, not from his throat, but soaring up from the deepest part of his body, from the Origin of his Divine Soul!

He didn't even move!

The great evolution immortal slaying sword, which had been dormant in his Dantian Qi Sea, sensed its master's will and spontaneously moved to protect him!

A streak of extremely pure, hazy gray Sword Intent burst forth from the crown of Shen Yuanmo's head!

It did not transform into a white silk ribbon, nor did it carry earth-shattering momentum.

It was just a gray line, ignoring space, surpassing thought, slashing straight down toward Ao Zhan high in the sky!

There was no fluctuation of spiritual power on this Sword Intent, yet it contained a supreme Dao charm capable of ending all things and slaying the Great Dao!

"Seeking death!"

Ao Zhan was furious!

An ant dares to swing a sword at a Divine Dragon?!

Without thinking, he struck out with a palm!

"Fu Hai Seal!"

Rumble!

The Law phantom of ten thousand layers of waves behind him instantly solidified!

The boundless Heaven and Earth Origin Qi was guided by his palm, condensing mid-air into a monstrous giant palm that obscured the sun!

On the giant palm, runes of the Water Law constantly appeared and vanished. Every ripple was heavy enough to smash a ten-thousand-foot mountain range!

This was the furious strike of a Spirit Transformation True Monarch!

The next moment, that thread-like hazy gray Sword Intent collided with the sky-obscuring blue giant palm, under the terrified gaze of countless people.

There was no explosion.

There was no sound.

The monstrous giant palm, containing the might of Soul Transformation, at the moment it touched the hazy gray Sword Intent.

Began to silently melt and disintegrate from the center!

The Water Law was severed!

The majestic power was annihilated!

In just one breath!

The sky-obscuring giant palm was split in two by that gray line, dissolving into harmless water vapor that scattered explosively across the sky!

"What?!"

The anger and disdain on Ao Zhan's face instantly solidified, replaced by deep shock and disbelief!

His full-powered Divine Ability strike was actually broken by just one streak of the opponent's Sword Intent?!

How is this possible!

This person is definitely not a Nascent Soul Cultivator!

The gray line sliced through the giant palm and continued its momentum, still heading toward the center of Ao Zhan's brow!

Ao Zhan's mind was violently shaken. A fear stemming from primal instinct exploded within him for the first time since he achieved Soul Transformation!

He dared not be arrogant in the slightest, his figure flickering as he retreated a hundred zhang in an extremely panicked manner, barely dodging this Intent of Absolute Execution.

He stabilized his figure, and the look he cast toward Shen Yuanmo was now filled with dread and terror, like a collapsing mountain and a raging tsunami.

Down below, Shen Yuanmo's figure remained standing in place, not even the corner of his clothing fluttering.

The great evolution immortal slaying sword had appeared in his hand at some unknown moment.

He grasped the sword.

Then, he took a step.

This step ignored the barrier of space, as if folding Heaven and Earth, instantly placing him before Ao Zhan.

Man and sword merged into a perfect whole at this moment, radiating a sharpness that made the Great Dao itself tremble.

He calmly and plainly slashed out a sword strike toward the utterly terrified Ao Zhan.

"Damn it!"

Ao Zhan was scared out of his wits. The vast spiritual power of the Nascent Soul Initial Stage surged out without reservation, transforming into nine layers of Water Screen Heavenly Splendor, stacked layer upon layer in front of him!

Each layer of the water screen was comparable to a defensive Dao Artifact, utterly indestructible!

However, it was useless!

Where the sword light reached, it was devastating!

The indestructible water screen was as fragile as thin ice in March before the great evolution immortal slaying sword!

Rip!

The sword light easily tore through all defenses, as if cutting through not a Divine Ability, but nothingness itself!

A heaven-shaking battle truly belonging to the Soul Transformation level was completely ignited above Tide-Falling City!

The sky was ripped apart by the sword light, and dark spatial cracks lingered like hideous scars, unable to heal for a long time.

The seawater below was agitated by the Divine Ability, transforming into ten-thousand-foot water spouts that poured back into the sky, only to be shredded into mist by invisible Sword Qi!

The Cultivators inside the city were already Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, fleeing madly toward the city gates!

And the Blue-Robed Cultivator, who was the originator of this incident, was ashen-faced, collapsing onto the ground, muttering to himself: "Crazy... they're all crazy... what kind of monster did I... provoke..."

He knew that no matter who won or lost this battle, he was definitely dead!

High in the sky, the battle was completely one-sided.

Ao Zhan looked like a mad demon, drawing upon the Nine Heavens Divine Water, transforming it into thousands of water dragons that roared forth. Each one possessed power comparable to the Late Nascent Soul Stage, attempting to overwhelm the opponent with sheer numbers!

Shen Yuanmo didn't even look, simply striking out with a casual sword.

A streak of sword light swept past, and the movements of the thousands of water dragons froze simultaneously. They were then precisely sliced open from head to tail by an invisible line, turning into rain that scattered everywhere.

"Water Realm Cage!"

Ao Zhan roared, clasping his hands together. His vast spiritual power transformed into a massive blue water sphere, trapping Shen Yuanmo inside.

Inside the water sphere, every drop of water was as heavy as a mountain, enough to instantly crush a Nascent Soul Cultivator into a pulp!

Yet Shen Yuanmo simply held his sword and strolled leisurely within the water sphere, as if walking through his own backyard.

He lightly pointed a finger at the water sphere's barrier.

Where the sword tip pointed, the incredibly sturdy Law barrier silently split open, creating a passage large enough for one person.

He slowly walked out, completely unscathed.

The entire Tide-Falling City, along with all living beings within tens of thousands of miles around the Endless Sea, fell into absolute silence and shock under this world-shattering battle!