113: My Godly Father (Forty-Four)

"Not bad, not bad. To think you've already stepped into the level of Intent."

Before the voice had even faded, a seemingly ordinary sword light appeared out of nowhere, arriving first despite starting later.

Chii.

There was no world-shaking explosion, only a faint sound of cutting.

That True Yuan hand, large enough to crush stars, was severed cleanly at the wrist and silently dissipated into the Void Realm.

"Who is it?!"

The Grand Elder of Heavenly Net Blessed Land, who had attacked, let out a roar filled with shock and anger.

He retreated abruptly, looking toward the source of the voice with uncertainty.

Within the Void Realm, two figures slowly stepped out.

Leading them was a middle-aged man with a limp.

Beside him was a middle-aged woman who still retained her charm, dressed in simple cloth robes with a cold expression.

It was exactly Li Fentian, The Cripple, and Granny Si.

"Cripple Li?"

"Granny Si?"

Quan Yun stared at these two familiar figures, stunned.

He never imagined he would meet them again here, in this manner.

What shocked him even more was the aura emanating from them.

It was unfathomable.

Especially The Cripple; just by standing there casually, he seemed to merge with the world itself, giving off an illusion of being unshakeable.

The True God Realm Elder from Heavenly Net Blessed Land's pupils suddenly constricted.

"Heavenly God Realm!"

He stared fixedly at The Cripple, his voice filled with disbelief.

This unremarkable cripple was actually a supreme powerhouse of the Heavenly God Realm!

The Cripple ignored him, his gaze falling only on Quan Yun, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Shock, relief, and a hint of self-deprecation.

Thirty years.

It had taken him a full thirty years to barely repair his shattered Foundation and return to his Peak, even taking it a step further to enter this long-dreamed-of Heavenly God Realm.

But what about the child before him?

When he left thirty years ago, the boy was only at the Earth Spirit Realm.

Seeing him again now, he was already at the Peak Three Origin Realm.

This Cultivation speed was simply unheard of.

One must know that Quan Yun was merely a Mortal Body.

This speed had even surpassed the top God Body prodigies of the Eastern Region.

What made it even more inconceivable was the sword strike Quan Yun had just unleashed.

Contained within that strike was genuine Intent.

It was Sword Intent!

One must know that he himself had only luckily touched the threshold of "Intent" at the moment he broke through to the God Realm in the past.

Some veteran True God Realm powerhouses could not comprehend this power in their entire lives.

Quan Yun, a junior in the Three Origins Realm, had actually done it.

"Good lad..."

The Cripple felt a wave of emotions in his heart.

Although Granny Si's cultivation was not as high as The Cripple's, she had firmly stepped into the True God Realm. Looking at Quan Yun, her cold face rarely showed a hint of warmth.

The Cripple withdrew his gaze, leaning on his wooden staff as he took a limping step forward.

He glanced at the surrounding powerhouses watching like tigers and spoke lazily.

"Everyone, I am protecting this kid."

"Disperse now, lest we lose our civility."

His tone was flat, yet it carried an unquestionable authority.

However, under the temptation of the Sword Scripture and the secrets of the Forbidden Land, a mere newly ascended Heavenly God was not enough to overawe the crowd.

As soon as he finished speaking.

Several more powerful auras tore through the Void Realm and descended upon this place.

These were the several God Realm powerhouses who had broken away from Quan Batian's battlefield, including two genuine Heavenly Gods.

"Li Fentian? You cripple, you're actually still alive?"

One of the Heavenly Gods recognized The Cripple's identity, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Perfect, today we shall wipe out all of you remnants in one fell swoop!"

The newly arrived God Realm powerhouses immediately locked their auras onto The Cripple and Granny Si.

The Cripple's brow furrowed slightly.

One newly ascended Heavenly God and one True God.

Facing a lineup of several Heavenly Gods and over a dozen True Gods, he felt things were getting difficult.

But he did not retreat in the slightest.

He looked back at Quan Yun and said in a deep voice.

"Kid, remember, keep heading east."

"Someone will meet you there."

"Leave these old God Realm geezers to me and your Granny."

"As for those small fry below the God Realm, you'll have to rely on yourself."

Granny Si also added coldly.

"Don't die. We're still waiting for you to take care of us in our old age."

Quan Yun felt a warmth in his heart.

He nodded heavily, without any hesitation.

"Cripple, Granny, please be careful!"

Before his voice faded, his figure moved, turning into a sword light and fleeing rapidly toward the east.

"Thinking of running?"

"Stay right here!"

How could those Guiyi Realm and Grotto-Heaven Realm powerhouses let him leave so easily?

Dozens of figures, like a school of fish crossing a river, followed in close pursuit.

The Cripple and Granny Si acted simultaneously, intercepting all the God Realm powerhouses.

An even more terrifying God Realm battle erupted in another part of the starry sky... Quan Yun pushed his movement technique to the limit.

Behind him were dozens of pursuers from the Guiyi Realm and Grotto-Heaven Realm.

They clung to him tenaciously.

Various Divine Abilities and Magic Treasures, unleashed as if they cost nothing, turned into countless streaks of light, blasting toward him from all directions.

Quan Yun's figure wove through the gaps in the attacks, perilously avoiding one fatal blow after another.

But the spiritual energy in his body was being consumed rapidly.

At this rate, it was only a matter of time before he was caught.

Boom!

A Spatial Cage, jointly set up by several Grotto-Heaven Realm powerhouses, descended from the sky, blocking all his paths of retreat.

Quan Yun was forced to stop.

He turned around, looking at the dozens of powerhouses surrounding him, his eyes cold.

"Hand over the Sword Scripture, and we can give you a quick death!"

An Elder at the Peak Guiyi Realm shouted coldly.

"So much nonsense."

The longsword in Quan Yun's hand hummed softly.

He knew that today, there was only a fight to the death.

"Kill!"

Dozens of powerhouses attacked simultaneously.

Various Law powers intertwined into a death net, descending upon Quan Yun.

Quan Yun took a deep breath.

The spiritual energy in his body erupted completely without reservation.

At this moment, he pushed his Sword Intent to its absolute limit.

However, two fists are no match for four hands.

Pfft!

He killed two Guiyi Realm experts with one sword strike, but his own back was struck by the Magic Treasure of a Grotto-Heaven Realm powerhouse.

A mouthful of blood sprayed out.

A crisis, an unprecedented crisis.

He felt an intense threat of death.

Under this immense pressure, deep within his Dantian, the barrier belonging to the Three Origins Realm began to show faint cracks.

Not enough!

Still not enough!

A flash of madness appeared in Quan Yun's eyes.

He gathered all his focus and all his power into the sword in his hand.

He would use this pressure, this near-death crisis, to forcibly break through that bottleneck.

Boom!

His body was sent flying uncontrollably, with an unknown number of bones broken.

But within his body, that barrier finally shattered with a bang under this extreme pressure.

An aura several times stronger than before soared into the sky from within him.

Guiyi Realm!

"What?"

"He... he broke through in the middle of battle?!"

All the pursuers stopped their movements, their faces filled with horror.

Quan Yun slowly stood up from the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Feeling the powerful energy of the Guiyi Realm surging within him, a cold smile appeared on his face.

Now, the tables have turned.

With a movement of his figure, he took the initiative to charge into the crowd.

Sword light flashed.

Sword Intent suppressed.

Having broken through to the Guiyi Realm, combined with that supreme Sword Intent, his combat power had undergone a qualitative change.

The Guiyi Realm experts he previously had to risk his life to kill were now vulnerable before him.

"Ah!"

Screams of agony rose one after another.

Even the Grotto-Heaven Realm powerhouses were forced into a frantic state by his elusive sword techniques.

"How can this boy's combat power be so terrifying!"

...In the starry sky, only Quan Yun remained, leaning on his sword and gasping for breath.

His body was covered in wounds deep enough to see bone, and his face was as pale as paper.

But at his feet were dozens of cold corpses.

He had won.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief and adjust his injuries.

At that moment.

A voice with a hint of mockery rang out behind him without warning.

"Little Mouse... long time no see."