66: Tearing apart the Great Sage's weapon with bare hands!

The gray haze instantly swallowed the sea of fire that filled the sky.

"Buzz—!"

The Nether Lord's Precious Wheel spun, emitting a tooth-aching grinding sound.

A visible gray ripple, centered on the Crimson Venerable, spread frantically in all directions.

One hundred and eight thousand miles!

A full one hundred and eight thousand miles of Dao Domain formed in an instant.

Within the Domain, all vitality was severed.

The moat outside Wanbao City dried up instantly, and the silt at the bottom turned to ash.

Even the light of the clan-protecting formation dimmed and decayed at an alarming rate, as if it had experienced ten thousand years in a single moment.

"Die!"

The Crimson Venerable floated in the center of the Domain, his red hair rapidly turning withered and white—that was the price of activating a great sage weapon.

But the pleasure in his eyes grew increasingly manic.

"This is the Nether Lord's Dao Domain!"

"In this Domain, I am God!"

"Even if you are a Half-step Great Sage, your Lifespan will be stripped away, and you will turn into a pile of withered bones!"

Boom!

A gray pillar of light, like a river of death, carrying the stench of corroding all things, shot straight towards Su Xuanchen's face.

An Wanrou trembled under that aura; her originally rosy cheeks instantly lost their color, and she closed her eyes in despair.

However...

"Is that it?"

Su Xuanchen stood in place, not even lifting an eyelid.

He just lightly shook his sleeves.

"Collapse!"

A crisp sound rang out.

It was like a giant breaking free from a spiderweb.

That terrifying Domain, capable of suppressing a Half-step Great Sage, shattered directly the moment it touched Su Xuanchen's body.

There was no fancy confrontation.

It was simply the vibration of physical strength.

"What?!"

The Crimson Venerable's eyes nearly popped out.

"Broken?! He shattered the Great Sage Domain with just his physical Qi and blood?!"

"This is impossible! Are you a transformed Savage Vicious Beast?!"

Su Xuanchen ignored his screaming.

He raised his right hand, his five fingers forming a claw.

His originally fair palm was covered at this moment with a layer of fine black-gold scales, and his fingertips shimmered with a heart-palpitating cold light.

Myriad Tribulations Battle Method—True Dragon Claw!

"Come here."

Su Xuanchen reached out into the Void Realm from a distance.

"Rumble!"

Space collapsed.

An irresistible suction exploded.

The Crimson Venerable discovered in horror that he could not control his body; along with that great sage weapon, he flew toward Su Xuanchen's palm of his own accord.

"No! Block him for me!"

The Crimson Venerable roared, frantically driving the Nether Lord's Precious Wheel.

The Precious Wheel hummed, turning into a massive gray shield that blocked his front.

"Tear—!"

The tooth-aching sound of metal tearing resounded through heaven and earth.

Under the horrified gazes of countless people.

Su Xuanchen's black-gold dragon claw dug directly into the body of the Nether Lord's Precious Wheel as if it were grabbing tofu.

Sparks flew everywhere.

"Shatter for me."

Su Xuanchen was expressionless as he exerted force with his wrist.

"Crack!"

That indestructible weapon, the legendary personal weapon of the Nether Lord, was actually torn in half by him with brute force!

Fragments flew out, crushing distant mountain Peaks.

The weapon spirit let out a shrill wail and completely dissipated.

Tearing a great sage weapon... with bare hands?!

Silence.

A deathly silence.

On the white jade flying boat in the distance, the teacup in Taixu's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter," shattering into pieces.

He was so shocked that his mouth hung wide open, and he didn't even notice that his jaw was dislocated.

"Mon... monster..."

"That's a great sage weapon! Even a true Peak Saint King couldn't blast it open after a whole day of bombardment with a top-grade Saint weapon!"

"He... he is a human-shaped Great Sage?!"

In the center of the battlefield.

The Crimson Venerable looked at the two pieces of scrap iron remaining in his hands, his mind a total blank.

It was over.

His greatest trump card had been torn like paper by someone.

Flee!

He had to flee!

The moment this thought arose, the Crimson Venerable burned his last bit of essence blood.

"Blood Escape!"

Bang!

His entire being exploded into a sky-filling blood mist, turning into thousands of streaks of blood light that fled frantically in all directions.

Every streak of blood light was fake, yet every one was real.

This was the life-saving ultimate skill of the Fentian Demon Palace; as long as a single drop of essence blood escaped, he could be reborn.

"Trying to run?"

Su Xuanchen looked at the sky full of blood light and smiled coldly.

"Have you asked the sword in my hand?"

He gripped his hand behind him.

That rusty broken sword he had bought for a billion at the auction—the seven star dragon abyss—appeared in his hand.

"Buzz!"

The broken sword trembled slightly.

As if sensing its master's Battle Intent, the rust on the sword blade instantly peeled off.

Revealing a blade within that was as clear as autumn water and as deep as a galaxy.

"I shall borrow the Nine Heavens Star River for a moment."

Su Xuanchen whispered.

Rumble!

The sky, which was still daylight, darkened instantly.

Countless stars lit up in the firmament, shedding billions of streaks of starlight that gathered on the broken sword in Su Xuanchen's hand.

At this moment.

He seemed to hold the entire starry sky.

“Starfall Holy Scripture—Emperor Star Sword!”

Su Xuanchen gave a light swing toward the sky full of blood light.

There was no world-shaking explosion.

Only a single light.

A beam of the purest and most brilliant starlight.

It ignored space and ignored distance.

Puff, puff, puff, puff...

In that instant.

Thousands of fleeing streaks of blood light were annihilated simultaneously.

Even the Crimson Venerable's true body, which had already fled tens of thousands of miles and was about to escape into the Void Realm's turbulent currents, was completely frozen under this single sword strike.

"No..."

The Crimson Venerable lowered his head, looking at the starlight hole in his chest that was transparent from front to back.

His eyes were full of regret and fear.

"Great Sage... you are a Great Sage..."

"I am not willing!!!"

Boom!

His body was like a piece of shattered porcelain, exploding into countless points of light in the air.

Both body and Soul were extinguished.

One sword strike, slaying a Half-step Great Sage!

The sword light spanned the entire Sacred Ruins Continent, lingering for a long time, as if leaving an eternal scar on the firmament.

Inside the Purple Heaven Palace.

An Wanrou stared blankly at this scene.

Watching the man who once weighed on her heart like a nightmare and caused her day and night of fear turn into fly ash just like that.

Not even a trace remained.

"Dead... he's dead?"

She murmured to herself, tears streaming from her eyes.

This time, it wasn't fear; it was liberation.

The great mountain in her heart had collapsed.

"Su Lang..."

An Wanrou covered her mouth, crying like a pear blossom in the rain; her heart, which had been somewhat wavering before, completely succumbed at this moment.

This man.

Was a god.

Was An Wanrou's only god in this lifetime... Tens of thousands of miles away.

On the white jade flying boat.

Taixu looked at that terrifying sword scar spanning the horizon, his entire body shivering.

That was a tremor originating from the depths of his Soul.

"Go! Leave quickly!"

He roared frantically, his voice changing its tone.

"What kind of 'knocking into shape' is this? This is seeking death!"

"That Su Xuanchen... he is definitely a Great Sage! Maybe even a Peak Great Sage!"

"The Taishi Holy Land's intelligence is total bullshit!"

He hurriedly drove the flying boat, wanting to turn around and flee this place of trouble.

However.

"Since you've already come, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

A faint voice abruptly sounded on the deck of the flying boat.

Taixu's entire body went stiff.

He mechanically turned his head.

He saw the man wearing the star-patterned robe standing at the bow of the ship at some unknown time.

He was still holding that dripping, broken sword in his hand.

Su Xuanchen was staring at him coldly with the look one would give a dead person.

"Taishi Sect?"

"You enjoyed watching the show just now, didn't you?"

Whatever dignity of a Holy Land Prodigy, whatever arrogance of a Saint King—at this moment, it was all fed to the dogs.

"Senior, spare my life!"

"Junior... Junior was just passing through! Just passing through!"

"Passing through?"

Su Xuanchen smiled without smiling, the tip of his sword lightly resting against Taixu's throat.

"Carrying a Saint King weapon and driving a war boat while passing through?"

"Do you take me for a three-year-old child?"

"Speak up."

"How do you want to die?"

Taixu's cold sweat poured down like a waterfall, his eyes rolling frantically.

In his desperation, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and roared:

"My Taishi Sect has a Quasi-Emperor Old Ancestor presiding over it!"

"I am the Taishi Sect's Emissary; if you kill me, you will be at war with the entire Taishi Holy Land!"

"When the Quasi-Emperor personally arrives, you will also have to die!"

A threat.

This was his last life-saving straw.

However.

Su Xuanchen laughed.

He laughed with utter contempt.

"Quasi-Emperor?"

"Let him come."

"See if I dare to cut him down along with you."

Su Xuanchen shook his wrist, and Sword Qi surged.

"Since you don't want to talk properly, then go die."

"Wait!"

Just then.

Lin Miao, who had been standing aside without saying a word, suddenly stepped forward.

She blocked Taixu, her clear and refined face showing no fear, but instead... a weird blush?

"Head of the Su Family, please wait before you strike!"

Lin Miao composed herself and looked straight into Su Xuanchen's eyes.

"We didn't come here to fight!"

"Then what did you come here for?"

Su Xuanchen stopped his sword and raised an eyebrow.

"To deliver takeout?"

Lin Miao's face turned red, and she gritted her teeth as if she had made some major decision.

She suddenly lifted her skirt and gave a graceful bow to Su Xuanchen.

“Lin Miao, Saintess of the Taishi Sect, greets her husband!”

“Pfft—!”

Taixu spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Su Xuanchen's hand shook, and he almost failed to hold onto his sword.

"What?"

"Husband?"

"Do I have such a relative?"

Lin Miao looked up, her bright eyes full of admiration and love, staring unabashedly at Su Xuanchen's incredibly handsome face.

"You didn't before, but you do now."

She said matter-of-factly:

"The Old Ancestor sent us here originally intending to knock the Su Family into shape."

"But I've taken a liking to you."

"You're good-looking, you can fight, and you're especially protective."

"You completely fit all my fantasies for a Dao Companion."

Lin Miao stepped forward, directly ignoring her Senior Brother who was about to faint, and looked at Su Xuanchen expectantly.

"Head of the Su Family, the Taishi Sect is willing to use half of its territory as a dowry to form an alliance with the Su Family through marriage."

"As long as you nod your head, I am yours."

Su Xuanchen: "..."

Looking at this Saintess with her strange train of thought, he was momentarily speechless.

In this day and age, were Saintesses so desperate to get married?

Or was she just in the late stages of being a face-con?

However... just as the atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous and awkward.

"Buzz!"

A jade pendant on Taixu's person suddenly shattered.

An old and grand phantom appeared out of thin air.

Great Saint Might permeated the air.

The Old Ancestor of the Taishi Sect!

Taixu saw his savior and was about to complain.

But he saw that the Old Ancestor phantom didn't even look at him, instead cupping his hands in a salute to Su Xuanchen, his attitude being extremely amiable.

"Little Friend Su, it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding."

The Old Ancestor phantom said with a chuckle:

"These two worthless Juniors of mine are ignorant and have offended you, Little Friend."

"I will take them back right now and discipline them strictly."