362: Chapter 372 One Sword, Eternal! Ultimate Killing Move: Father, Come Here!

The Void Realm above the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan suddenly tore open, and a figure was violently thrown out like a streak of light.

Su Jin's eyes narrowed as he stepped onto the Void Realm, steadily catching the falling figure.

It was none other than the head of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan, Patriarch Mu Chuan, who was in the Middle Stage of the Great Emperor Realm!

However, at this moment, Patriarch Mu Chuan's entire body was locked by a layer of eerie black-purple Devilish Qi patterns; his immortal power and meridians were completely sealed, leaving him unable to move.

His eyes were filled with urgency as he stared at Su Jin, yet he couldn't utter a single word.

"Patriarch Mu Chuan, you are too naive."

A cold voice rolled down from the Nine Heavens.

The demon, who had looked ferocious just a moment ago, had now reformed his Physical Body, returning to the appearance of the Sword Emperor—with a full head of black hair and a single streak of snow-white hair on his forehead!

He stood with his hands behind his back in the Void Realm, looking down at the common people below, his eyes filled with indifference and mockery:

"Do you think that by advocating for fairness for all, everyone will appreciate your kindness? How foolish! These Myriad Worlds have always been a world where the strong prey on the weak! The weak are born to obey the strong!"

"If you want to become stronger, you must spare no cost and use every means necessary! Surviving by relying on the handouts of those in power and that ridiculous kindness? That is nothing but self-consolation for losers!"

The Sword Emperor's words were like blades, and the pressure of the Great Emperor Realm swept downward like a raging tide.

"I am the Sword Emperor! In this Sword Domain, I am the supreme heaven!"

"Under normal circumstances, you ants wouldn't even have the qualifications to look directly at me. Today, I don't mind making the rules clear to you all!"

The Sword Emperor flicked his sleeve violently, and the world changed color:

"This world has been unfair since its inception! Resources cannot be fair, talent cannot be fair, and as for your origins, they are even more vastly different!"

"The strong are those who make the rules! The weak are those who follow them!"

"I declare that from this day forth, the entire Sword Domain shall submit to the command of my Sword Emperor Mountain! If anyone dares to defy this order..."

A flash of black demonic light flickered in the Sword Emperor's eyes as he cruelly spat out a single word.

"Die!"

"Boom—!!!"

The terrifying pressure of the Great Emperor Realm caused the entire Ten Thousand Sword Mountain Range to tremble violently. Countless Loose Cultivators and Cultivators from small Sects with low Realms were forced to their knees by this killing intent, shivering in fear.

Under this nearly desperate pressure, some lowered their heads in submission, but there were still some Sword Cultivators with unyielding backbones who gritted their teeth, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, desperately trying to keep their heads held high!

Their eyes were filled with defiance and anger!

"You are right. The strong can indeed make the rules."

In this suffocating silence, a clear voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

As this voice spread, the Sword Emperor's pressure faltered, and he looked at the figure who had spoken with an indifferent expression.

"Whew... I can breathe again!"

"That voice is... is that Su Jin?!"

Countless uncertain gazes instantly converged upon him.

Su Jin calmly handed Patriarch Mu Chuan over to Mu Linglong, giving her a look that offered immense reassurance.

"Su Jin! Don't go! That is the Sword Emperor!"

Mu Linglong's eyes were red, and she reached out frantically to grab his sleeve, but Su Jin just smiled freely, holding his bronze sentient sword, and stepped through the Void Realm towards the Sword Emperor.

"This world is indeed unfair. Just as you said, the greatest watershed in life is actually the amniotic fluid."

As Su Jin walked, he spoke indifferently:

"Some people are born in Rome and naturally possess everything. While others spend their entire lives struggling in the mud, not even knowing what Rome looks like."

The Sword Emperor in mid-air looked down at Su Jin, uncharacteristically not interrupting.

Because at this moment, Su Jin's words aligned with his view of the strong preying on the weak.

However, Su Jin stopped a thousand feet away from him.

"But you missed one point."

"The most certain thing about this world is actually its uncertainty!"

"I do not believe that there are eternally undying strong people in this world, but I deeply believe that there is eternally unyielding faith!"

"This is my, Su Jin's, Dao of the Sword!"

The moment his voice fell, the boundless rules that had just gathered around Su Jin boiled over!

He pressed on the sentient sword at his waist and smiled to it in his mind: "There is a move I have learned for a long time but never had the chance to use. Today, I want to try it."

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

Feeling its host's soaring heroic spirit, the sentient sword trembled madly in Su Jin's hand with excitement, and the sword spirit let out a strange howl:

"Then what are you waiting for?! Fight him! This seat will accompany you in going crazy today!"

"Good!"

Su Jin's long hair danced, his white clothes were like snow, and he gripped the sentient sword tightly with both hands, pointing the heavy sword directly at the Sword Emperor, who was in the Late Stage of the Great Emperor Realm!

"You..."

The Sword Emperor laughed in extreme anger, as if he had seen the most ridiculous joke in the world: "Just because you are a junior who has just stepped into the Saint Realm, you dare to draw your sword against me?!"

At this moment, tens of thousands of Sword Cultivators across the entire Ten Thousand Sword Mountain Range felt their blood boil as they watched the young man in white who dared to brazenly draw his sword against a Great Emperor Realm powerhouse!

This is what it means to be a Sword Cultivator!

If one hears the Dao in the morning, one can die content in the evening!

Even if there are gods or demons ahead, I have my own sword to slay them!

"This sword strike is named..."

"One Sword of Eternity!"

Su Jin took a deep breath, and his Eternal Sword Body was squeezed to its limit in this instant; the sentient sword poured all its ancient Sword Intent into Su Jin's arms without reservation!

He did not flashily unfold his Domain, but simply gripped the sword with both hands and slashed through the air towards the Sword Emperor ahead in a plain, unremarkable manner.

"Hum—"

As this sword strike fell.

The Sword Emperor's sneering face suddenly stiffened!

He discovered with horror that the space-time around him had fallen into an eerie state of stagnation in this instant!

And in his pupils, a seemingly slow yet unavoidable cold gleam from the ink-colored heavy sword was magnifying infinitely!

"How is this possible?!"

Seeing the increasingly large heavy sword approaching, the Sword Emperor could no longer care about the dignity of a Great Emperor and was forced to protect himself with the power of the rules of the Late Stage of the Great Emperor Realm!

A Great Emperor fighting a Saint was actually forced to use the power of rules!

At this moment, in terms of Realm and face, the Sword Emperor had already completely lost!

"Rip—"

A slight sound of fabric tearing rang out.

The Void Realm resumed its flow.

A deep slash mark appeared on the defensive barrier formed by the Great Emperor's rules.

The Sword Emperor, who had retreated to his original position, looked down at his imperial robe, a corner of which had been cut off, his face so gloomy it was as if it could drip water.

He had blocked this sword strike.

But his robe had been cut by a young upstart who had just become a Saint.

"Haha, it seems my aim is not bad." Su Jin held the heavy sword, his face a little pale, but he smiled extremely happily.

"Hmph! Knowing it cannot be done yet doing it anyway—the act of a fool!"

The killing intent in the Sword Emperor's eyes almost turned into substance, and the Devilish Qi around his body surged: "Your sword strike was indeed not bad. But it cannot change any outcome! Today, you must die!"

"I still have a second move. If you can take it, then we can discuss my life or death!"

Su Jin grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

He leisurely twirled the sentient sword in his hand, and under the stunned gaze of everyone present...

He suddenly turned the sword blade with both hands, used all his strength to grip the great sword, and fiercely stabbed it into his own chest!

"Su Jin——!!!" Mu Linglong's eyes were splitting with grief, and she let out a shrill cry.

"What the f*ck?! Are you crazy, kid?!" The sword spirit of the sentient sword was also terrified to the point of its Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering in the Sea of Consciousness. How did they start self-harming while fighting?!

However, just as the sentient sword was about to pierce his chest, that familiar aura emerged once again. Su Jin looked at the dazed Sword Emperor and smiled extremely brilliantly.

He faced the firmament, used the greatest strength of his life, and roared with all his might:

"Dad, come————!!!"