91: Chapter 91 One Family, Six Imperial Talents

quasi-Emperor Black Axe hung stark naked in the pitch-black Void Realm.

He looked down at his own hands, momentarily bewildered.

His magical power was still there.

His quasi-Emperor Physical Body was also intact.

His Divine Soul was undamaged.

But where were his things?

His lifebound Emperor weapon, the 'Black Devil Great Axe', which had accompanied him for a hundred thousand years, slain three peers of the same Realm, and drank the blood of countless foes.

Gone.

The 'Myriad Bones Devil Armor' forged from over ten thousand skulls of powerful experts.

Also gone.

The life's fortune hidden in the deepest part of his Divine Soul space, sealed with eighteen layers of Restrictions, prepared for his attempt to break through to the Emperor Realm.

Those countless Divine Crystals and Heaven And Earth Treasures that could buy a small half of a world.

All gone.

And it wasn't just him.

His several hundred fabulously wealthy brothers under his command had all been stripped clean.

Everyone was stark naked, looking at each other.

In the cold Void Realm, each body was trembling.

They felt only a chill.

Of course, that was assuming there was wind here, and that they still had their trousers.

'Boss... I... are we... were we robbed?'

A trembling voice sounded.

Robbed?

quasi-Emperor Black Axe wanted to slap him.

You call this robbery?

No one robs like this.

No one moved a hand, the ship didn't even touch them, they were just far away.

The baby on the ship cried, and all their possessions flew over there, crying for their fathers and mothers as if they had a will of their own.

What kind of Divine Ability was this?

What kind of sorcery?

It was simply unheard of.

He had roamed the Void Realm for over a hundred thousand years, killed countless people, what scene hadn't he seen?

But this matter today, damn it, he couldn't comprehend it.

His Dao Heart cracked.

Cracked more than if his Physical Body had been smashed to pieces.

Killing someone is just a matter of severing the head.

But what just happened was an execution of the heart.

This was trampling the dignity of a quasi-Emperor completely underfoot.

'Boss, what... what do we do now?'

'Yeah boss! It's all gone! A lifetime's fortune, all gone!'

'Wah wah wah... even the Divine Essence Pill I hid in a crevice between my teeth flew away! I've kept it in my mouth for three hundred years and couldn't bear to swallow it!'

The group of fierce bandits completely broke down.

The Void Realm was filled with wails and cries.

They weren't afraid of death.

They were afraid of poverty.

Especially afraid of going from wealth rivaling nations to becoming penniless paupers in an instant.

ThisDrop was worse than killing them.

On the deck of the zhou tian star boat.

The Second Princess, Li Qingyue, was covering her little nose.

'They're so noisy, and they're bare-bottomed, aren't they ashamed?'

The little princess said crisply, she thought those strange uncles outside were very rude.

'Exactly, exactly.'

The Fifth Prince, Li Wanfa, patted his round little belly in agreement, 'Like a bunch of ducks, quacking away, so annoying.'

Consort Xiao Yu and several other consorts also felt somewhat helpless.

They all looked towards Li Changsheng, who was sitting cross-legged not far away.

From the moment those people appeared, Li Changsheng had been frowning.

He was born with a Sword Heart that was clear and bright, possessing a natural aversion to all malice and filth in the world.

The heavy scent of blood and resentment on those people made him very uncomfortable.

Now, their noise ignited his irritation.

Like hundreds of flies buzzing in his ears.

Li Changsheng opened his eyes.

His gaze didn't resemble that of a child; it appeared very calm.

He stood up, his little face expressionless.

He didn't like noise.

He didn't like filth.

Then let all of this become quiet and clean.

'Grandfather, give me my sword.'

Li Changsheng's voice was milky and childish.

The old servant, en own Li Fu, immediately stepped forward and handed over that unremarkable little wooden sword.

Li Changsheng gripped the hilt.

His small frame wasn't even as tall as the sword.

The scene was somewhat comical, yet strangely harmonious.

'Noisy.'

He said only one word.

Then, he casually waved the little wooden sword towards the group of wailing and howling fellows outside the ship.

The movement was like shooing away flies.

There was no sword light.

No Sword Qi.

No energy fluctuation whatsoever.

A gray thread, finer than a strand of hair, flew out from the tip of the sword and vanished in a flash.

It flew out of the protective Formation soundlessly, not fast, drifting leisurely towards that bone warship and the several hundred naked plunderers around it.

quasi-Emperor Black Axe, who was cursing, suddenly felt his heart leap.

He instinctively felt a shudder.

His body's instincts screamed warnings, telling him to run.

Escape!

Run as far as possible!

quasi-Emperor Black Axe could no longer care about treasures or dignity.

He turned, about to burn his Origin to perform the Blood Escape Great Technique.

But just as he turned.

That harmless-looking gray thread had already passed through his body.

No sensation.

No pain, no itch.

No wounds on his body, his Divine Soul was also intact.

'Huh? Nothing?'

quasi-Emperor Black Axe froze, thinking it was an illusion.

He subconsciously looked down at his own body.

Then, the sight before his eyes made him unable to believe.

His hand was disappearing.

Not cut off, not turning to ash.

It was being directly erased from the level of 'existence'.

The particles constituting his arm decomposed soundlessly, turning into nothingness.

This disappearance spread from his fingertips, to his wrist, then to his arm, his shoulder.

For the first time, an emotion appeared on quasi-Emperor Black Axe's face.

Despair.

He opened his mouth, wanting to let out a final roar.

But no sound came out.

His vocal cords, throat, neck, were all erased in this bizarre process.

He watched his chest, stomach, legs, being cleanly 'wiped away' from the Void Realm bit by bit.

Before his consciousness dissipated, he swept his gaze around.

He saw that his several hundred subordinates, that warship forged from a giant beast's skull, were all the same as him.

Quietly.

Eerily.

Everything, after being swept by that gray thread, was orderly, quietly disappearing from this world.

They had never existed.

This was true erasure.

It took no more than ten breaths.

The Void Realm, which had been filled with resentment moments ago, fell quiet again.

No, cleaner than the previous silence.

The ferocious bone warship, the several hundred vicious plunderers, along with the scent of blood, resentment, and Karma on them, were all cleaned up completely by a single sword.

Nothing was left behind.

This area of the Void Realm seemed to have been thoroughly cleansed.

On the deck.

Li Changsheng nodded in satisfaction.

'Now, it's quiet.'

He handed the little wooden sword back to en own Li Fu, plopped back down onto the Immortal Stone, closed his eyes, and continued contemplating his own Sword Dao.

As if he had just casually done a small thing.

The younger siblings around him were also not surprised.

'Big brother is so amazing!'

Li Qingyue clapped her little hands in praise, very satisfied with this cleaning efficiency.

'Big brother's sword is much more useful than a broom!'

Li Wanfa commented with a serious face.

The consorts looked at each other and smiled.

Their children's understanding of the concept of 'power' had been different from others' since birth.

Other children play with mud at three years old; their children can casually erase a quasi-Emperor-level interstellar pirate group at three years old.

The motive was simply that the other party was too noisy.

Was this the bearing of an Emperor?

Was this the true value of an Innate Sacred Body Dao Fetus?

They all looked towards Li Xuan.

Li Xuan was still leaning back in his reclining chair, eyes closed.

He hadn't even changed his posture.

The slaughter outside seemed to have no effect on him, not distracting him in the slightest.

Perhaps in his eyes, all of this truly was just the children's 'play'.

One, woken up by the noise, used his crying to confiscate all the other party's toys.

The other, finding it too noisy, casually deleted the other party's account.

Handled, very reasonably.

Consort Xiao Yu looked at her husband's profile.

This was her support.

This was their home.

A family composed of six exceptionally gifted children and one extraordinarily powerful father.

But to them, this place was the most stable haven.

'Alright, alright, don't just stand there stunned.'

Consort Xiao Yu clapped her hands, pulling everyone's attention back, and said with a smile, 'The wind has calmed and the waves have stilled, let's continue having tea. Qingyue, come, try the Hundred Flowers Cake your mother prepared for you.'

The zhou tian star boat, in silence, adjusted its course and continued sailing steadily towards that Immortal Domain.

The Void Realm ahead remained dark and vast.