245: Draw your Imperial Weapon! You must die!

Su Chen's movements as he pulled something from his Storage Ring were very slow.

It was a kind of laziness akin to a hangover; the way every joint stretched revealed his impatience with the farce before him.

He didn't look at all like someone about to be suppressed by a Quasi-Emperor Cultivation Technique.

Within the Qiankun Hall, everyone's gaze seemed pinned by an invisible force, locked tightly onto his hand.

They wanted to see.

This Divine Son of the Su Family, who had been shattering the limits of their cognition since his arrival—what kind of earth-shattering trump card could he pull out at this final moment of life and death?

Was it another strange Magic Treasure like that bracelet?

Or the Everlasting Su Family's legendary supreme talisman that could reverse life and death?

Even Ji Daoyan, who was prepared to settle the matter with a single palm strike, saw his giant hand of Laws momentarily freeze in mid-air.

He also wanted to see.

And then.

Under the watchful eyes of the multitude.

Su Chen finally pulled the object out completely.

It was a sword.

A long sword, pitch-black throughout. It seemed as if billions of resentful souls were silently circling and wailing upon the blade; a single glance made one's Divine Soul feel as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.

A blood-colored demonic crystal, resembling a demon's eye, was embedded in the hilt, devouring all surrounding light.

The moment this sword appeared.

Buzz—!

A monstrous demonic might from the depths of the Nine Serenities, like an awakening Primeval Vicious Beast, violently swept through the entire Qiankun Hall!

That was not Saintly Might, nor was it Quasi-Emperor Might.

It was a power that transcended all Laws, enough to make the order of heaven and earth submit... Imperial Might!

An Imperial Weapon!

The yellow springs demonic sword!

Boom!

Before this pure Imperial Might, the entire Qiankun Hall let out an overwhelmed wail!

Upon the hall's pillars, countless profound protective array runes flashed frantically before flickering out like burnt-out lamp filaments!

The protective Barrier jointly laid by the four Imperial Enshrined Experts couldn't even last a single breath; with a 'crack,' it shattered on the spot like thin ice!

Terrifying Devilish Qi spread outward like rising ink, staining the entire magnificent hall with an ominous layer of pitch black!

"An... Imperial Weapon?!"

An old official with white hair and a beard spoke with a voice trembling beyond recognition. The jade tablet in his hand fell to the ground with a 'clatter,' shattering into pieces.

"Heavens! It really is an Imperial Weapon! That Imperial Law that makes even the Divine Soul tremble—there's no mistake!"

"He... he is actually carrying a complete Imperial Weapon with him?!"

"The Everlasting Su Family... just how overbearingly wealthy have they become?!"

The civil and military officials of the court lost their composure!

Their faces were pale, their legs went weak, and officials with weaker cultivation were forced to their knees with a 'thud' by this Imperial Might as heavy as a divine mountain, their Divine Souls wailing!

An Imperial Weapon!

A supreme existence of legend!

Only a Great Emperor, unique across the ages, could forge such a thing—a supreme treasure sufficient to suppress the Luck of an immortal divine dynasty for ten thousand generations!

In the entire Xuanyuan Continent, the known Imperial Weapons wouldn't even add up to a handful!

But now, a youth less than twenty years of age had just casually pulled one out from a Storage Ring?!

This was no longer a matter of whether it was logical!

This was a hundred times more ridiculous than him becoming a King with a single thought just now!

Upon the dragon throne, Ji Hongxue's deep, bottomless Phoenix eyes also contracted violently to the size of needlepoints.

She stared fixedly at the yellow springs demonic sword in Su Chen's hand, which radiated monstrous demonic might, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

She knew Su Chen had many trump cards.

But she never imagined that Su Chen's trump card would be this powerful!

Carrying an Imperial Weapon on his person?

The word 'overbearing' was no longer enough to describe this.

This was announcing to the whole world what true... heritage meant!

And at this moment, the one who felt it most directly and was most horrified was none other than Ji Daoyan!

Under the lock of his 'World Within the Palm,' he could most clearly feel just how pure and terrifying the Imperial Law emanating from that demonic sword was!

That power was enough to easily tear through his Quasi-Emperor Domain!

Enough to... threaten his life!

The moment his invisible giant hand of Laws touched the Imperial Might, it melted away silently like remnant snow under a scorching sun!

"Poof!"

With his technique broken, Ji Daoyan was like a man struck by lightning; his body swayed violently, and a mouthful of blood surged uncontrollably up his throat, only to be forcibly swallowed back down.

His clouded old eyes stared fixedly at the yellow springs demonic sword. For the first time, gravity and wariness appeared in his gaze.

And... a trace of undisguisable, burning greed!

An Imperial Weapon!

If he could obtain this Imperial Weapon, he might be able to use it to glimpse a sliver of the Imperial Dao's mysteries, giving him a real chance to step into the Great Emperor realm in the future!

Once this thought arose, it was like a prairie fire that could no longer be contained!

Kill him!

He must kill him and seize this Imperial Weapon!

Ji Daoyan's killing intent climbed to its peak at this moment.

Su Chen completely ignored the horrified gazes around him.

He lowered his head, stroking the cold blade of the yellow springs demonic sword with a pained expression, his mouth constantly muttering.

[Ji Daoyan, you old fogey, you'd better be sensible. Otherwise, you'll have to pay for this sky-high expense today with your damn life!]

"A demonic weapon!"

Ji Daoyan instantly found the most high-sounding reason for his greed. He pointed at Su Chen and roared with a stern voice.

"You actually collude with the Demonic Path and harbor such a malevolent object! You are a scourge to the world! You deserve ten thousand deaths!"

The Quasi-Emperor aura on his body climbed once again. This time, it was no longer a probe, but undisguised killing intent!

"Today, this old man shall act on behalf of Heaven to take you, this Devil Head, and suppress this sword!"

"If you want to kill me and steal my treasure, just say so."

Su Chen used the tip of the sword to clean his fingernails, interrupting him with a face full of disdain.

"Don't look for so many excuses; it's sickening to hear."

He looked at the old fellow opposite him, who was completely blinded by greed, and the smile on his face became incredibly grim.

"Since you want it so much, I'll give it to you."

Su Chen's gaze suddenly became crazed and resolute.

"In a way... you definitely won't want to receive."

He no longer hesitated. The power of Law within his body circulated frantically, directly communicating with that most overbearing and extravagant supreme Divine Ability.

Great Sacrifice Technique!

"In my name, I sacrifice this Imperial Weapon to become... the End!"

Buzz, buzz, buzz—!

The yellow springs demonic sword in his hand suddenly let out a wail so shrill it didn't seem to belong to the mortal world!

The crimson demonic eye on the blade snapped open, shooting out a beam of blood-red light that pierced through heaven and earth!

An indescribable, destructive power—enough to completely wipe the entire Great Xia Imperial City off the map—began to frantically leak from within the blade!

At this moment, the sky was dyed a shocking blood-red.

Above the Imperial City, the winds and clouds swirled backward, the sun and moon lost their light, and doomsday descended!

Su Chen's face turned pale as paper in an instant, but the smile on his face grew more brilliant and more manic.

He held the burning, wailing Imperial Weapon and walked step by step toward Ji Daoyan, who was now completely frozen in place.

"Old man."

"You must die today."