24: To kill you, only three swords are needed.

Rumble!

Above the firmament, billions of stars trembled in unison.

Without any warning, a chaos green lotus slowly bloomed from the Void Realm behind Su Xuanchen, swaying with grace. Each lotus leaf seemed to hold up a major world.

Immediately after, golden flowers fell like rain across the sky, and the profound sounds of the Great Dao echoed throughout the universe.

A vast river of stars, formed by countless brilliant celestial bodies, cascaded down like a waterfall over Su Xuanchen's head, making him look like a star-studded Dominator stepped out of legend.

His pressure completely stabilized.

Saint, Fourth Heaven!

“Pfft—!”

Opposite the sky, Ancestor Zishan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed out wildly.

His originally hideous and arrogant old face was now twisted into a knot, his eyeballs bulging, filled with bloodshot veins and extreme terror.

“Fourth Heaven... How is this possible?!”

His shrill roar became sharp and piercing due to fear, his voice completely breaking.

“How old are you? You are only six thousand years old!”

“I have cultivated bitterly for thirty-eight thousand years and devoured countless living beings just to barely step into the Second Heaven of the Saint realm!”

“You are just a brat who recently became a Saint. On what basis? On what basis are you directly at the Fourth Heaven?!”

It broke.

Ancestor Zishan's Dao Heart completely shattered at this moment.

The Nine Heavens of the Saint realm; each step is like ascending to heaven.

The gap between each heaven is an immeasurable chasm.

He originally thought Su Xuanchen was at most a First Heaven rookie who had just entered the threshold, only daring to be arrogant because he possessed two treasures.

But who could have imagined—how was this a rookie?

This was an immemorial fierce Dragon in sheep's clothing!

A Fourth Heaven fighting a Second Heaven?

This wasn't a battle at all; this was a slaughter!

Inside the Purple Heaven Palace.

After a dead silence, the sound of people gasping in cold air rang out.

“Hiss—!”

The Sect Master of Hunyuan Sect's hand shook, and his priceless Ten-thousand-year Divine Jade Wine Cup fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

But he was completely unaware, staring fixedly at the figure bathed in starlight, his lips trembling.

“Saint Middle Stage...”

“He is actually a supreme powerhouse of the Saint Middle Stage!”

Outside the Heavenly Palace, the Sect Master of Lingxiao Sword Sect, who had been thrown out and was just shouting about wanting to see Su Xuanchen dead without a burial place, now looked like a male duck being strangled by the neck.

He lay in the ruins, his face covered in dust, his body trembling violently uncontrollably.

Regret!

Endless regret gnawed at his heart like a poisonous snake.

「It's over...」

「I actually offended a Fourth Heaven Saint...」

「The Lingxiao Sword Sect... is going to be destroyed because of me!」

At the Yunlan Dynasty's seating area.

The Quasi-Saint ancestor Bai Canglin's beard was shaking with excitement. His thin, withered hands gripped the armrests tightly, and his eyes erupted with unprecedented ecstasy.

I bet right!

This time, I really bet right!

A Fourth Heaven Saint son-in-Law! The Heavens are truly blessing the Bai family!

Beside him, Bai Lingxi's beautiful eyes shone with even more brilliance.

She stared blankly at the man with the galaxy above his head and the sun and moon beneath his feet. Her heart was thumping wildly, as if it were about to jump out of her throat.

A powerhouse!

This is a true powerhouse!

This is the man destined for her, Bai Lingxi!

On the high platform.

Gu Lingshuang was still covered by her red bridal veil.

However, her hand hidden in her sleeve slowly relaxed.

She could clearly feel that the Saint's fierce pressure, which had originally made it impossible for her to breathe, was now melting away rapidly before that person, like lingering snow meeting the scorching sun.

「Fourth Heaven, is it...」

She whispered in her heart, a complex smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

「You really hid it deep, Su Xuanchen.」

At the Peak of the firmament.

Su Xuanchen stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

He didn't show off in the slightest because of his display of strength, as if this were as common as eating or drinking.

He looked at Ancestor Zishan in front of him, who was already scared out of his wits, his eyes terrifyingly calm.

“I said it before.”

“Using force at my grand wedding makes the crime even more severe.”

He slowly raised his right hand, pointing his fingers like a sword.

Buzz!

In the vast river of stars above his head, the nine most dazzling stars suddenly lit up!

“To kill you, only three swords are needed.”

“This is the first sword.”

As his voice fell.

He lightly made a stroke with his fingertip.

Rumble!

The nine stars crashed down, rapidly elongating and deforming in mid-air, turning into Nine Star Divine Swords ten thousand feet long!

Sword Qi soared to the heavens!

Tearing through the firmament!

The nine swords merged into one, carrying a supreme edge that could slay all things and shatter the Void Realm, slashing down towards Ancestor Zishan's head!

This sword strike was unavoidable!

This sword locked onto Karma and locked onto the Divine Soul!

“Aaah!”

“You go too far!”

Ancestor Zishan felt the fatal crisis that was enough to obliterate his body and soul, letting out a roar like a trapped beast.

He knew he couldn't run away.

He could only fight for his life!

“I'll fight you to the death!”

He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of Saint essence blood onto the saint slaying bow in his hand.

Buzz—!

That large black bow instantly erupted with a blinding blood-red light, as if a sleeping demon had been awakened, letting out a roar craving blood.

Ancestor Zishan's hair was disheveled, making him look like a vengeful ghost.

He frantically drained the Saint Yuan in his body, not even hesitating to burn his Lifespan to pour all his power into this single arrow!

“Saint Slaying Arrow!”

“Die for me!!!”

Boing!

The bowstring vibrated.

A black-red light arrow, condensed from pure slaughter Law and resentment, shot off the string!

This arrow was too terrifying.

Everywhere it passed, space directly collapsed, turning into a void black hole.

It was as if even the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth would wail and shatter under this arrow!

This was the Peak strike of an old-generation Saint putting his life on the line!

Even a Third Heaven Saint would have to temporarily avoid the edge when facing this arrow!

In the next second.

The Nine Star Divine Sword and the Saint Slaying Light Arrow collided violently in the void above Tianyan City!

There was no sound.

Because sound had already lost its medium of propagation.

Only a ball of light so blinding it was as if ten thousand suns had exploded simultaneously expanded at the center of the collision!

Immediately following.

BOOM—!!!

A destructive shockwave, mixed with shattered Law fragments, swept out wildly in all directions!

Space shattered inch by inch like a mirror!

A huge black hole spanning ten thousand miles appeared out of thin air, emitting a terrifying suction that swallowed everything, pressing down hard toward Tianyan City below!

“Not good!”

“Space is collapsing!”

“Help!”

Inside the Purple Heaven Palace, countless guests turned pale and screamed out.

In Tianyan City, billions of Mortals closed their eyes in despair, waiting for death to descend.

The aftershocks of a collision of this level alone were enough to wipe the entire city off the map!

However.

Just as that destructive storm was about to touch the defensive array of Tianyan City.

A soft sigh rang out leisurely.

“Disperse.”

Su Xuanchen stood at the center of the storm, his clothes fluttering, his hair dancing lightly.

He simply raised his hand, palm down, and pressed lightly.

Buzz!

Starlight fell from the sky.

It was like a gentle giant hand, lightly smoothing out a raging sea.

That terrifying black hole and that destructive shockwave instantly froze the moment they touched the starlight, as if a pause button had been pressed.

Then.

Like melting ice and snow, they dissipated silently.

The storm subsided.

The clouds parted and the mist dispersed.

Tianyan City was completely unscathed.

Even the lanterns hanging under the eaves of the commoners' houses in the city didn't sway once.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Everyone's mouth hung open as they stared blankly at this scene, their minds completely blank.

With a casual gesture, he calmed the aftershocks of a Saint war and protected the living beings of a city.

This... what kind of terrifying control is this!

This is simply a miracle!

Above the firmament.

Ancestor Zishan was gasping for breath heavily, his face as pale as paper, his hand holding the saint slaying bow trembling violently.

It was blocked.

His strongest strike, for which he had burned his Lifespan and exhausted all his strength, was actually blocked so effortlessly by the opponent!

Even more, the opponent still had the energy to protect the ants below!

This desperate gap made him feel a bone-chilling cold.

“Is that it?”

Su Xuanchen's indifferent voice came.

He still stood in his original spot, not even moving his footsteps in the slightest.

He looked down at Ancestor Zishan like he was looking at a monkey that had tried its best but still couldn't jump out of his palm.

“Since you've finished your move.”

“Now, it's my turn.”

Su Xuanchen slowly raised his hand, pointing toward the vast river of stars above his head.

“Second sword.”

Rumble!

The river of stars boiled!

This time, it was no longer nine stars.

But thousands upon thousands!

Dense stars lit up simultaneously at this moment, each turning into a sharp Star Divine Sword!

The sword tips pointed downward, straight at Ancestor Zishan!

Ten thousand swords suspended in the sky!

That terrifying Sword Intent gathered together, forming a supreme momentum enough to crush eternity!

Ancestor Zishan looked up at the forest of swords that blotted out the sky, his pupils instantly shrinking to the size of pinpricks.

Fear.

Boundless fear completely submerged him like a tide.

He knew.

When this sword fell.

He would die!