126: Chapter 126 Emperor's projection?

The terrifying aftershocks spread in all directions, causing everyone nearby to change their expressions and retreat rapidly. In a short time, they had retreated three times, with each wave of power stronger than the last.

When everyone reached a safe position, they looked back to see that an area of ten thousand meters had become a ruin.

“Is this the power of the Chaos Holy Body? Just the residual aftershocks have such destructive power.” Exclamations rose from the crowd.

They couldn't imagine what would happen if such a punch landed on them; they feared not even their ashes would remain.

“No, it’s not just the power of the Chaos Holy Body.” At this moment, a knowledgeable veteran Supreme, with a glint in his cloudy eyes, spoke to the crowd.

“The Saint might on Jiang Xuan is different from ordinary people; it gives off several times more pressure. If I’m not mistaken, that is Limit Realm Power. He has entered the Limit Realm Domain at the Saint Realm.”

Hearing the elder's explanation, the pupils in the crowd's eyes contracted. They knew of the Limit Realm Domain, but they had never heard of anyone entering the Limit Realm at the Saint Realm.

Their Barren State actually had such a Prodigy. It was laughable that people from other states still mocked their Barren State as a desolate state, without any Geniuses to show for it.

A hint of mockery appeared on everyone's faces, and a strong sense of confidence emanated from them. “Hmph! A bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well. If this isn't good enough, then the so-called Geniuses from other states are all trash!”

In the arena, the moment the ten giant swords disappeared, the ten Great Saints retreated violently! The black tattoos on their backs had faded considerably.

The few of them looked at Jiang Xuan with grave expressions. He was too strong. A Supreme Saint combined with the Chaos Holy Body meant his strength could rival a Late Stage Saint King!

This was the strongest opponent they had encountered since their emergence; there was no possibility of victory. A monster had appeared among the younger generation this time.

Thinking of this, the ten exchanged glances, their eyes filled with determination. They nodded simultaneously. Today, no matter the cost, they must eliminate Jiang Xuan!

“Fusion!”

The ten men roared, performing hand seals. Nine Souls drifted out from the nine Great Saints, converging towards the figure in the very center.

The nine Physical Bodies immediately collapsed to the ground, their eyes devoid of any spirit.

Only the Great Saint in the middle remained, his eyes wild and bloodshot. Behind him, the moment the nine Soul powers fused, a colossal phantom appeared, and a faint Emperor might swept across all directions!

The remaining Great Saint looked devout, kneeling on one knee, as if welcoming the deity in his heart.

The hundred-meter-tall phantom slowly turned around. It had a middle-aged face, and a peculiar small black sword between its brows. Black runes emanated from the small sword, spreading along its forehead to behind its ears. Its gaze was disdainful, its demeanor cold, as if all things in the world were beneath it.

It gave the impression that he was the Dominator of this world, with vast Emperor might and the power of Law echoing around him.

Wu Tian and the others' expressions changed drastically! After three thousand years, they once again saw this face that they hated to the bone.

In the distance, Yao Xin's expression changed dramatically. Had even this one appeared? The only Sword Emperor on the Profound Heaven Continent, Hei Ming Sword Emperor!

She hurried forward, bowing respectfully, “Greetings, Great Emperor Hei Ming.”

Although she was a member of a branch of the Yaochi Emperor Sect, Great Emperor Hei Ming was on the same level as the Yaochi Emperor, and not bowing to an Emperor was disrespectful to the Great Emperor.

Everyone around had already knelt, not daring to raise their heads. They hadn't expected that the battle would ultimately involve a Great Emperor.

On the entire ground, only the Supreme Beginning Holy Land members and Jiang Xuan remained standing.

Hei Ming looked at the Supreme Beginning Holy Land members, noticing the resentment in their eyes. He frowned slightly. He found the stubborn integrity of the Supreme Beginning Holy Land members extremely distasteful.

If not for certain restrictions, he would have long since erased the Holy Land! Why bother with such trouble?

Immediately after, he slowly turned his gaze towards Jiang Xuan. From the Divine Souls of the nine Great Saints, he had already understood the course of events.

It had to be said that Jiang Xuan's talent even astonished him. Unfortunately, the two were destined to be enemies, and Jiang Xuan had also Cultivated the Heavenly Emperor Art, which made him even more deserving of death!

He slowly opened his mouth, and a faint Emperor might emanated from it, his voice resounding through heaven and earth, “Mortal, why do you not kneel before this Emperor?”

The Great Emperor's words were golden, and his commands were followed by Law. A mysterious power of Law acted upon Jiang Xuan's feet, intending to crush his dignity and destroy his invincible Dao Heart!

Jiang Xuan snorted coldly, unleashing his Limit Realm Power fully. Behind him, the Heavenly Emperor Dharma Idol appeared, and the faint Heavenly Emperor Aura emanating from him instantly suppressed Great Emperor Hei Ming's phantom.

The Heavenly Emperor Dharma Idol stood in the Void Realm, with the Heavenly Palace phenomenon appearing behind it. Holding an Emperor Weapon, a majestic Emperor might emanated from Jiang Xuan's mouth.

“Mortal? Although you are a Great Emperor, you have not yet achieved longevity. How are you any different from a Mortal? And you dare to speak of me! What a joke.”

Jiang Xuan's expression was indifferent, his tone extremely disdainful. “Just a mere Great Emperor projection, and you dare to show off before me. What are you putting on airs for?”

After speaking, the first layer of the twelve-layered Heavenly Palace behind the Heavenly Emperor Dharma Idol instantly lit up. “Heavenly Emperor Sword, cleave!”

This was the first time Jiang Xuan had used the Heavenly Palace Divine Ability. Today, he would slay an Emperor!

The first layer of the Heavenly Palace shone brightly, and a sword light instantly slashed towards the Great Emperor's phantom.

“Presumptuous!”

A furious roar echoed in the Void Realm. Great Emperor Hei Ming's face was frosty. He hadn't expected a mere Saint to dare to treat him with such contempt and directly attack him. As one of the few Great Emperors on the continent, when had he ever suffered such an insult!

“Jiang Xuan, you are courting death!”

Emperor might surged around Hei Ming. A large hand suddenly extended from the projection. He intended to use his Supreme power to kill Jiang Xuan from a distant place.

Seeing this, Jiang Xuan pouted. “Stop pretending. As a Great Emperor, if you could act, you would have done so long ago. Why wait until now? I guess there must be some restriction that prevents you from exerting even one ten-thousandth of your strength.”

Hei Ming's expression was grim. This boy's reaction was too quick.

Strictly speaking, he wasn't even on the Profound Heaven Continent right now; the one in the Void Realm was merely a projection of him.

“Crack crack.”

The sword light streaked across the sky, and the huge palm was pierced straight through by a beam of light. The Great Emperor's projection in the Void Realm instantly split into two halves, gradually beginning to dissipate into the sky.

Seeing this, the killing intent in Hei Ming's eyes grew even stronger. Even if it was only one ten-thousandth of his strength, it still had the power of a Great Perfection Saint King. He hadn't expected it to be so easily shattered by Jiang Xuan. Such talent was a path to self-destruction!

As the projection was about to disappear completely, Great Emperor Hei Ming's chilling voice echoed through space, “Jiang Xuan, we will meet very soon. By then, this Emperor would like to see if you still have the same courage as today.”

Jiang Xuan listened to the response, his gaze disdainful, his words filled with dominance. “Heh heh, when we meet again, you will already need to look up to me.”

Once the projection completely dissipated, the last remaining Great Saint also collapsed to the ground. Jiang Xuan's sword not only severed the Great Emperor's phantom but also crushed the Souls of the ten into nothingness.

In the arena, Jian Changsheng stood alone, feeling as if he were dreaming, too dazed to stand steadily.

“This isn't real, it isn't real.” He knelt on the ground, looking at the ten scattered corpses. The dignity of a Saint was gone from his eyes, replaced by terror. He shook his head frantically, muttering in a low voice.

“Whoosh”

A flash of light. Jiang Xuan instantly appeared before him and punched his Dantian.

Jian Changsheng's eyeballs nearly popped out. A sharp pain spread throughout his body, and he instantly became extremely old, as if he could die at any moment.

Looking at Jian Changsheng, who lay on the ground trembling, Jiang Xuan's eyes flashed with coldness. He used his finger as a sword and slashed out.

“Ugh! Ah!”

A low, painful sound came out, and an arm flew high into the air.

“This sword is for your years of targeting the Holy Land!”

“Pfft!”

Blood slid into the Void Realm, and then, one of Jian Changsheng's legs was severed!

“This sword is for myself.”

“And there's one last sword!”

Jiang Xuan's expression slightly condensed, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He pointed at Jian Changsheng's glabella and slashed out! Instantly, a blood mist exploded in the Void Realm.

Icy, bone-chilling words echoed in the air.

“This sword is for the Holy Land Disciples who were surrounded and killed by you all!”