46: Chapter 46: A Single Sword Severing a Nascent Soul! The Truth Behind the Southern Region Curse!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Three crisp cracks exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

In mid-air, the three Solar Golden Wheels behind Yang Tian, which symbolized his lifelong cultivation, were actually as fragile as porcelain before that brilliant Heavenly Gate Sword Light, shattering one after another!

"No!! I have cultivated the Dao for eight hundred years! How can I die at the hands of a junior!!"

Yang Tian let out a shrill roar as he frantically burned his Origin essence blood and even sacrificed his Lifespan, attempting to have his Nascent Soul emerge and flee.

However, in the Southern Region, where even an Elementary Earth Rank Martial Skill could be revered as a Sect-protecting treasure, the suppression of the laws of a Top-Grade Heaven Rank Martial Skill was absolute despair.

Pfft—!

As the sword light swept past, a thin black line seemed to appear between heaven and earth.

Yang Tian's protective spiritual light and blood-colored barrier, and even his proud Nascent Soul Great Perfection Physical Body, were split in two without any resistance before that black line.

Even the Nascent Soul within the Purple Mansion at the center of his brow, which was trying to teleport away in terror, was instantly strangled into powder by the Sword Intent!

A hero of his generation has fallen!

The corpse fell, kicking up a cloud of dust. The entire field was deathly silent, with only the rustling sound of the wind blowing against Su Feng's robes.

Su Feng stood proudly in the Void Realm, holding the Azure Underworld Sword, surrounded by Purple-Gold Dragon Qi, looking like an invincible god of war.

His cold gaze swept across the field, and though his voice wasn't loud, it was like a heavenly decree.

"From this day forth."

"Those who offend my Su Family shall be executed!"

At this moment, everyone understood that the landscape of the Southern Region had changed.

The Su Family was no longer that mundane Family that anyone could trample on. With the combat power to slay a Nascent Soul Great Perfection, Su Feng now had the qualifications to become the ninth major power outside of the Five Nations and Three Sects!

In the deep pit on the ground.

Yang Yan's eyes were bloodshot and his whole body trembled as he looked at the cold corpse in disbelief.

That was his greatest reliance!

He turned his head with difficulty and looked toward the gate tower of Azure Cloud City.

There, Lin Qingxue was holding her newborn child, looking down at him with a gaze as indifferent as if looking at a stray dog by the roadside.

"That's my dao fetus... that's my Opportunity..."

Yang Yan's lips trembled: "Why... why does heaven treat me like this?!"

Just then, he felt a cold gaze fall upon him.

Su Feng!

Yang Yan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the fear of death instantly snapped him back to his senses.

Yang Tian is dead; I'm next!

However, Su Feng did not make a move, but instead gave him a meaningful smile.

In that smile, there was no killing intent, only the feeling of looking at a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.

"Scram," Su Feng's lips moved slightly.

Yang Yan was stunned, then ecstatic!

Although he didn't know why Su Feng didn't kill him, how could he dare to stay?

He burned his essence blood to turn into a streak of bloody light, not even daring to leave a parting threat, and fled frantically.

Watching Yang Yan's receding back, Su Feng withdrew his gaze and sneered in his heart.

Kill you? That's too easy.

After dealing with Yang Yan, Su Feng turned his gaze to the remaining princes of Great Qian, Da Han, and Great Sui, as well as the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect and Yin Yang Sect.

"Everyone, since you've come, won't you leave something behind?"

Su Feng played with the sword in his hand, his tone indifferent.

The Prince of Great Qian's face looked grim.

Although Su Feng was strong, they all had Soul Transformation backgrounds behind them.

"Head of the Su Family, we were offensive today. But we are princes of a nation, representing the face of the imperial Family..."

"Cut the nonsense."

Su Feng interrupted him.

"You attacked my doorstep right after my child was born, do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

"Give money or give your lives. You choose."

While the atmosphere was at a stalemate, the Prince of Da Han suddenly stepped forward, directly took out a storage ring, and said respectfully:

"Inside are five million Top-Grade Spirit Stones and three ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicines. One is an apology, and the other is to ask the Head of the Su Family to clear up some confusion."

"Oh?" Su Feng took the ring, scanned it with his Divine Sense, and nodded with satisfaction.

"What do you want to ask?"

The Prince of Da Han took a deep breath and looked at Su Feng with burning eyes.

"I only wish to ask that Soul Transformation Senior a question."

"Why has no one in my Southern Region been able to break through to Soul Transformation for ten thousand years, despite countless prodigies? This Southern Region curse... what exactly is it?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the princes of Great Qian and Great Sui, as well as the people from the two major Sects, instantly pricked up their ears.

This was the ultimate mystery that had plagued the Southern Region for ten thousand years!

Su Feng smiled slightly and beckoned to everyone except the Prince of Da Han.

Everyone present was a shrewd individual.

Great Qian and Great Sui painfully brought out the corresponding resources.

The Heavenly Sword Sect and Yin Yang Sect had deep foundations; although these resources were vast, they were still acceptable to them.

Only the people of the Blazing Moon Sect were left out; because Yang Tian was killed and Yang Yan had fled, Su Feng unceremoniously killed all the remaining Elders and swept their storage rings clean.

Su Feng spoke toward Azure Cloud City: "Old Ghost, receive the guests."

"Jie jie jie..."

A cloud of eerie black smoke emerged, transforming into the illusory but terrifyingly pressured figure of Withered Ghost.

Although he was subservient to Su Feng, he had a natural sense of superiority when facing this group of Nascent Soul Cultivators.

He glanced contemptuously at the crowd, let out a sneer, and pointed to the seemingly vast sky above their heads:

"Curse? What curse?"

"It's just that this sky of yours... has been sealed."

Everyone was shocked. "Sealed?!"

"Indeed! It's a Seal!"

Withered Ghost stood with his hands behind his back, his tone carrying a hint of pity:

"It's not just your Southern Region; including the West Sea, North Mountain, and Eastern Mausoleum, these four regions are all cages sealed by great Divine Ability users!"

"Here, the laws of heaven and earth are incomplete. It's like a captive pond; if the water is shallow, it naturally cannot raise a true dragon."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, making everyone's scalp tingle.

A cage? A pond?

The Great Dao they had spent their lives pursuing was actually just the fantasy of a frog at the bottom of a well?

Su Feng was also learning about the historical background of the Southern Region for the first time and found it quite interesting.

"I have a question," Su Feng said.

Seeing it was Su Feng, Withered Ghost immediately bowed with a humble attitude.

"Please speak, Master."

Now everyone's expressions varied; although Withered Ghost was only a remnant Soul of the Soul Transformation Stage, the pressure on the Soul was ever-present.

Such a great figure actually referred to himself as a slave.

"Since no one has broken through to the Soul Transformation Stage for ten thousand years and these four places are closed off, how did you all learn about the Central Continent?"

Before the Old Ghost could answer, Shen Luoyu spoke first.

"Because every hundred years, the Central Continent sends messengers."

"They will select the most Heaven-Defying geniuses from the Four Lands and take them to the Central Continent, calling it—guiding their Ascension."

Hearing this, Su Feng's eyes narrowed, and he instantly grasped the main point.

"Is this for fear that a Heaven-Defying person will be born in the Four Lands and forcibly break the Seal, so... they snuff out the spark in advance?"

Withered Ghost nodded repeatedly from the side.

"As expected of Master, you have seen through the secrets of heaven with one word."

"Then why Seal these Four Lands?" Su Feng asked the question everyone present wanted to know.

Withered Ghost pondered for a moment and lowered his voice, as if speaking of some taboo:

"Your old servant doesn't know the full story behind the specific reasons. But according to rumors... beneath these Four Lands, something that even Immortals fear seems to be suppressed. There are also rumors that these Four Lands exist as a breeding ground for nurturing some kind of fruit..."

The Prince of Da Han was lost in thought.

"I once had such a suspicion, I didn't expect... it was actually true."

"Then those brilliant prodigies of my Southern Region in the past, are they..."

Withered Ghost glanced at the pale-faced crowd and gave the most cruel answer:

"Your old servant cultivated in the Central Continent for over two thousand years and has never heard of any famous powerhouse who came from your Four Lands."

This single sentence completely shattered everyone's psychological defense.

The Prince of Da Han staggered back, lost: "Gone... it's all gone..."

Those brilliant prodigies who once carried the hope of the Southern Region and ascended...

Though not explicitly stated, the answer had already been given.

These people... are already gone.

A word that wakes the dreamer!

Everyone suddenly realized, and then came deep despair.

And at this moment.

In the direction of the even more distant Central Continent, a pair of eyes seemed to slowly open due to the violent fluctuations of the Southern Region's Seal.