105: Chapter 105 Target: Jingwu, codename: Su Yuan!

Meanwhile.

The infinitely distant Abyss Plane.

Inside the pitch-black Demon Emperor's Hall, there was a deathly silence.

Upon the throne, a terrifying figure radiating an endless pressure of destruction suddenly snapped his eyes open.

Within his dark purple eyes, an irrepressible shock and tremors of alarm surged!

Crack!

The Demon Emperor suddenly crushed the armrest of his throne, his chest heaving violently.

Just now, the wisp of projection he had forcibly sent across the boundaries had actually been severed!

Not only that, but even the Demon Saint serving as the coordinate was completely obliterated right before his eyes!

"Martial Spirit..."

The Demon Emperor's voice echoed thunderously through the hall, carrying a hint of a tremor that even he himself hadn't noticed.

"That kid... was actually just a Martial Spirit!"

Below the hall, several Abyss Demon Sovereigns kneeling on the ground trembled all over upon hearing this, filled with doubt and alarm.

A Martial Spirit?

The one who killed a Demon Saint was a Martial Spirit?!

How is that possible!

The Demon Emperor stared fixedly into the void, the scene of that earth-shattering spear strike replaying constantly in his mind.

Those nine million units of Dark Gold Divine Blood!

That peak Soul Casting destruction Spear Intent!

That transparent edge that could even forcibly slice through his projection!

"Crossing three entire major realms—Martial King, Martial Monarch, and Martial Sovereign!"

"Forcibly killing a Demon Saint!"

The Demon Emperor stood up abruptly, and a terrifying pressure instantly swept through the entire hall, weighing down all the Demon Sovereigns so they couldn't lift their heads.

"Ordinary Martial Saints wouldn't even have the right to stand firm before my projection!"

"Only a peak Martial Saint of the human race with vitality exceeding one hundred billion—a peerless powerhouse at the Half-Step Martial Emperor level—could possibly achieve this!"

"But he looks to be just an eighteen-year-old Martial Spirit!"

Killing intent flashed violently in the Demon Emperor's eyes.

Eighteen years old!

The Martial Spirit realm!

What kind of staggering talent is this?

What kind of heaven-defying strength is this?

If this kid is allowed to continue growing, in less than ten years—no, even just five!

The human race will surely give birth to an invincible Martial Emperor capable of sweeping through the entire Abyss!

Perhaps even surpassing the Martial Emperor!

"This child must not be allowed to live!!!"

The Demon Emperor let out a roar that shook the entire Abyss Plane.

The human race is about to rise!

This is a bottom line that the Abyss absolutely cannot tolerate!

"Pass down my imperial decree!"

The Demon Emperor looked down from above, his voice carrying an unquestionable coldness and resolve.

"Awaken all the Cardinals lurking within human territory!"

"Prepare for a general offensive against the human defense lines!"

"And activate the highest-level Assassination Order No. 1!"

"Target: Capital Martial Arts University. Codename: 'Su Yuan'!"

"At any cost, even if we have to sacrifice the lives of Martial Saints, this human boy must be strangled in his cradle!"

There is no other choice.

We truly cannot afford to delay any longer.

If this kid is allowed to cultivate for another year or even six months, the Abyss will truly face an impending catastrophe!

...

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In the human world.

In the Great Xia Kingdom, the internet had completely exploded.

The earth-shattering battle in the abandoned industrial zone on the outskirts simply could not be hidden.

The rift where the Demon Emperor descended and that terrifying, sky-blotting hand were seen clearly by all the citizens of the Capital.

Although the military immediately cordoned off the core battlefield, war correspondents still managed to capture the most shocking scene.

That photograph directly topped the headlines of every major media outlet!

In the image.

Amidst the black ash dancing in the sky.

The back of a young man in tattered silver armor, holding a spear, hung quietly in mid-air.

Above the spear, the phantom of a grayish-black dragon faintly coiled.

At the tip of the spear, a transparent edge seemed as if it would slice through even the pixels of the photo.

Beneath his feet was the collapsed, massive body of the Demon Saint.

Above his head was the closing Abyss rift.

The headline of the photo was exceptionally eye-catching, carrying an impact that made one's scalp tingle.

《Great Xia's Youngest Martial Spirit! A Single Spear Rends the Heavens, Slaying a Demon Saint!》

The entire internet instantly boiled over!

Within just half an hour, the discussion volume surpassed the ten billion mark!

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! My apologies for being uneducated, but 'holy crap' is all I can say!"

"Is this photo Photoshopped? A Martial Spirit killing a Demon Saint? Editor, did you take the wrong medicine today?"

"To the person above, the military has already issued an official notice; it's true! His name is 'Su Yuan', and he's a genius from Capital Martial Arts University!!"

"My goodness! How many realms are there between a Martial Spirit and a Demon Saint? This guy must be freaking cheating!"

"Killing an enemy across three major realms? Is he even human?"

"This is what you call the Light of Humanity! This is it!"

"So handsome! That back view, that tattered armor, that peerless Spear Intent! I want to have his babies!"

"Rational analysis: this is definitely no ordinary Martial Spirit. It's said that even the Demon Emperor's projection descended and was forcibly pushed back by this Big Boss Su Yuan!"

"Regardless, with such a fierce person around, our human race shall flourish!"

There were voices of doubt.

But even more so, there was unparalleled worship and fanaticism.

In this era surrounded by the Abyss, humanity desperately needs an invincible hero to boost morale.

And the name "Su Yuan" was like a brilliant meteor, instantly illuminating the night sky of the entire Great Xia Kingdom.

...

Meanwhile.

The Chen Family Estate, Capital.

Inside the highest-level underground secret chamber.

On a massive holographic projection screen, a somewhat blurry photo was being replayed repeatedly.

It was the scene captured by the military war correspondent.

Amidst the black ash filling the sky.

The back of a figure in tattered silver armor, holding a spear, hung in mid-air.

And at the tip of the spear.

A transparent edge seemed as if it would completely slice through even the pixels of the photo.

The atmosphere inside the secret chamber was so oppressive it was suffocating.

The head of the Chen family, Chen Tiannan, now had fine beads of cold sweat covering his forehead.

He stared fixedly at that transparent edge on the screen, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty.

It wasn't just him.

An emaciated old man sitting at the head of the chamber also had his eyes wide open, his withered muscles trembling violently.

The Chen family ancestor, Old Ancestor!

A bona fide Martial Sovereign-level powerhouse!

Having been in secluded cultivation for ten years, he had been forcibly brought out today by Chen Tiannan.

All because of this photograph!

"Old Ancestor..."

Chen Tiannan swallowed hard, his voice exceptionally dry.

"Did you see it clearly?"

"That transparent edge on the spear tip..."

"Is it our Chen family's..."

"Shut up!"

Old Ancestor slammed the table, and a clear palm print instantly appeared on the surface made of Deep-sea meteoric iron.

Within his murky eyes, an astonishing light now erupted.

"I'm not blind yet!"

"That invisible, formless ripple that specifically slashes the soul..."

"It is absolutely the Formless Calamity Blade!!!"

Boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, the core elders of the Chen family inside the secret chamber instantly exploded with noise.

Formless Calamity Blade!

The Chen family's Heaven-rank high-grade mental power secret technique!

It was also the fundamental foundation that allowed the Chen family to establish themselves in the Capital!

"How is that possible?!"

The First Elder stood up abruptly, his face full of disbelief.

"This secret technique is only eligible to be practiced by successive Chen Tiannans and core elders!"

"It is absolutely impossible for it to have been leaked!"

"How can this mysterious powerhouse named Su Yuan use our Formless Calamity Blade?!"

Old Ancestor stared intently at the screen, his breathing becoming exceptionally heavy.

"It's not just the Formless Calamity Blade."

"Look closely at the degree of solidification of that edge!"

"I have painstakingly practiced the Formless Calamity Blade for a hundred and twenty years, consuming countless natural treasures, only to barely reach the Major Achievement stage!"

"But this edge in the photo..."

Old Ancestor's voice trembled violently, revealing a deep sense of frustration and shock.

"Perfection!"

"This is the Great Perfection stage that only exists in theory!!!"

Deathly silence.

The secret chamber fell into a deathly silence once again.

Great Perfection?

An outsider practiced the Chen family's secret technique to Great Perfection?

This felt even more absurd to them than the descent of the Demon Emperor!