547: Behead the Emperor

Under the stunned gazes of the onlookers, that world-defying sword descended.

The Dharma Idol behind Lin Ye swung its sword simultaneously. The might was truly terrifying, as if recreating the world itself. The myriad Daos churned, and the Heavenly Dao rose and fell with it.

The terrifying black sword radiance slashed fiercely onto the Emperor Corpse.

BOOM!!!!!!

That black sword fell upon the Emperor Corpse's head. The thunderous roar shook the cosmos, and the surrounding mountains crumbled under the sound.

The heavens and earth shook violently, the Void Realm collapsed, and great rifts in the void flashed with black-purple light.

One sword to cleave heaven and earth, one sword to slay the Emperor Corpse. This display of power left all the Cultivators below utterly dumbfounded.

Even those few Supremes stood frozen in place.

They pondered whether they could withstand such a blow head-on. The answer was no.

A Supreme unable to withstand a single strike from a Saint? In the past, everyone would have vehemently denied such a notion. But the scene unfolding before them left no room for disbelief.

The black spiritual power still lingered in the Void Realm, its aura extremely strange. It was clearly Devilish Qi billowing to the heavens, yet carried a hint of Upright Qi—utterly absurd.

BOOM!!!

A long time passed. As the dust settled, a rumbling sound emanated from where the Emperor Corpse had been.

Everyone turned to look. Amidst the dust, they saw the Emperor Corpse, as tall as a mountain, now half-kneeling on the ground. Its shoulder had been cleaved open by that sword, the massive wound extending all the way to its chest.

Its head hung askew due to the injury.

Yet, even so, the fury in the Emperor Corpse's eyes burned even brighter. It had not been reduced to ashes.

This was within Lin Ye's expectations, after all. This was an Emperor Corpse. It would have been laughable if it had died so easily.

SWISH!

A sound tore through the air as Lin Ye transformed into a streak of black light, charging directly towards the Emperor Corpse.

"ROAR!!!"

The Emperor Corpse let out a furious roar. Its mangled arms swung violently towards the streak of black light.

BOOM!!!!!!

The clash of sword blade against fists caused the surrounding space to fracture inch by inch. The ground was blasted away, dust filled the air, and spiritual power ran rampant. This desolate land seemed to undergo a great destruction, as the collision between Lin Ye's spiritual power and the Emperor Corpse's physical might gave rise to various ghostly and bizarre phenomena.

"Attack together!"

Seeing Lin Ye locked in a fierce battle, the dozens of people on the other side, at their leader's command, charged forward once more.

Regardless, in their eyes, Lin Ye was merely passing by yet had drawn his sword to assist. Such character naturally deserved gratitude. Moreover, Lin Ye possessed such terrifying talent.

Such a person must be befriended.

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM...

The thunderous sounds continued unabated. Those Cultivators surged forward en masse. Concepts and the essence of Laws transformed into countless chains, while countless runes appeared upon the earth.

This was the grand formation they had manifested earlier, now unleashing its power once again.

CLANK, CLANK, CLANK...

Chains of all kinds bound the Emperor Corpse's entire body, and the grand formation firmly suppressed it.

At this moment, Lin Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze brimming with Battle Intent. In his other hand appeared a gleaming golden Human Emperor Sword.

Two Spirit Swords, one gold and one black, appeared, complementing and completing each other's Dao principles.

The golden and black spiritual powers gradually merged, intertwining in the Void Realm to form a colossal sword hanging in the sky.

Upon its blade were inscribed three thousand Small Worlds.

The myriad Daos gathered here, the imperial Dao's intent pervaded the air, and black spiritual power blotted out the heavens and the sun.

Under the awestruck gazes of the crowd, that terrifying great sword descended in a cleaving slash.

THWACK!

This time, there was no thunderous roar, only the clear sound of flesh being severed. The black great sword struck the Emperor Corpse. For a moment, it was slightly impeded by the formidable sinew and bone—but only for a moment.

The next instant, the black great sword cleaved directly through the very center of the Emperor Corpse, splitting it in two.

BOOM!!!

The great sword struck the ground, creating a chasm thousands of miles deep!

The filth and blood from the Emperor Corpse sprayed across the ground, melting the earth.

"Roar..."

Yet, facing that formidable sword, the Emperor Corpse ultimately let out a roar of unwillingness before slowly collapsing onto the ground.

Seeing the Emperor Corpse slain, those Cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, their group of several dozen, comprised of Saints and Supremes gathered together, was an unimaginable force. They were among the first Cultivators to enter this place, having painstakingly assembled most of their Sect's members.

But before they could even search for others, they had encountered this Emperor Corpse.

If not for Lin Ye stepping in to help, who knows how long they would have had to grind away at this Emperor Corpse.

As seen earlier, the ancient grand formation they combined could suppress the Emperor Corpse, but completely eradicating it would require a very long time.

If others were to take advantage of their preoccupation then, wouldn't all their efforts come to naught?

This was also why they felt grateful towards Lin Ye. Despite possessing formidable strength, he had not taken advantage of their predicament. Instead, he had helped them resolve the crisis.

"This... Fellow Daoist!"

A Supreme approached Lin Ye. He could sense the youthful, vigorous aura within Lin Ye, clearly marking him as a Prodigy of the younger generation.

However, because Lin Ye possessed the strength to slay an Emperor Corpse, this Supreme addressed him as Fellow Daoist.

"Senior, I am still young. You may call me Lin Ye."

"Lin Ye?!"

Lin Ye had merely stated his name out of politeness. To his surprise, upon hearing the name, the other party first froze for a moment, then his face lit up with delight.

"Lin Ye, uses a sword, a young Prodigy... It all matches up!"

Seeing the other party's extreme excitement, Lin Ye frowned slightly. "Senior, do we know each other?"

"Know... No, we don't!"

Fearing Lin Ye might misunderstand, the Supreme hastily explained, "You can call me Elder Wang. I am a core Elder of the Star Sect. The reason I am so pleased to hear your name is because the person who recently attained the position of Saint in our Star Sect is named Lin Yu."

"That name... do you recognize it?"

Lin Yu?

Lin Ye's pupils contracted sharply. He had never heard of the name Star Sect within the Nine Heavens and Ten Domains. That meant this Star Sect, like the Great Thousand Domains, must belong to another Dao domain.

It seemed now that his second Elder brother had also ventured to another Dao domain.

And had even become the Saint of the Star Sect. Well, with the destiny of a Son of Destiny, encountering such Opportunities was normal.

Elder Wang looked at Lin Ye with an expression of excitement and anticipation.

After Lin Yu became their Star Sect's Saint, he had once mentioned that he had a younger brother, even more of a Prodigy than himself. Seeing him today, it was indeed true.

No!

One shouldn't say he was more of a Prodigy than Lin Yu. He was simply more of a Prodigy than all the younger generation.

Who could become a Saint at such a young age?

Moreover, a Saint capable of cleaving an Emperor Corpse in half!