Sword Might Shakes the World, Could It Be the Same Person?

Perhaps because she knew him.

Zhu Qingyu found herself thinking of him from time to time.

Especially earlier, when Lu Yuan had directly and forcefully killed Zhou Biqiong.

Facing the Wuzhou Group without backing down made her feel even more that this person was extraordinary.

But after the gate opened, he had remained still for a while, which she found strange. Now that he was moving, she paid extra attention.

"I see."

At this moment.

Lu Yuan murmured to himself.

He had been observing those Terracotta Warriors the whole time, wondering why they could cause the sword embryo to tremble.

Now, combining that with memories from his previous life, he fully understood.

Because within the Terracotta Warriors lay some kind of special substance.

The Great Luo Sword Embryo was itself an object from beyond the heavens, extremely mysterious. It could fuse with various divine metals and other materials, constantly evolving.

And the reason the Terracotta Warriors could keep reviving, each time stronger than before, was precisely because they contained this substance.

Though he didn't know why, since he had discovered it.

Lu Yuan naturally wouldn't let it go.

Right then.

He took a step forward, and the sword embryo's vibration grew even more pronounced.

On the other side, led by the Winged Sky God.

These people had already carved out a path, advancing steadily.

But because the Terracotta Warriors kept reviving, they had to be cautious, preparing for the next attack.

It didn't matter, though—just one more round. As long as they kept going, they would surely succeed in entering the imperial tomb.

Especially now that the Winged Sky God felt he was being watched, his vanity satisfied. Standing at the very front of everyone, he spoke again: "Everyone, follow me one more time."

But just as his words fell, he noticed that the gazes on him had diminished, shifting elsewhere.

Over there, Lu Yuan held the Great Luo Sword Embryo.

He found a specific spot.

Then stopped.

Before him, there was no one—only dense ranks of Terracotta Warriors. Sensing Lu Yuan's presence, they began to attack.

In his hand, the sword embryo started to let down strands of sword light.

In truth, with his current strength, he didn't even need to use the Great Luo Sword Embryo.

Even ten thousand Terracotta Warriors—what of them? If he unleashed the Blood Qi Futu, he could crush them in an instant. No matter how many came, it would be useless. He could almost reach the imperial tomb gate in a short time.

But.

The sword embryo needed to evolve.

The anomalous places, materials like divine metals, were too scarce.

Especially those that could be fused into the Great Luo Sword Embryo—the requirements were even higher.

So he had no choice but to do this.

Use the sword to cut down those Terracotta Warriors, fusing them into the sword embryo.

"That's Lu Yuan—what is he doing over there?"

"Looks like he's about to make a move. Is he trying to open a path?"

"How is that possible? Even the Five Great Supremes working together could barely manage. How can one person do it?"

"Too arrogant."

"Yeah, does he really think he's on the same level as the Winged Sky God?"

The surrounding Awakened all looked over, their eyes filled with doubt and confusion.

Earlier, Lu Yuan had killed Zhou Biqiong, drawing many people's attention. They did acknowledge his strength, but that was it.

But now?

He was alone, about to take on the Terracotta Warriors. How could that be?

Still, even as they thought this, many wanted to know.

What exactly would this person do?

The Northern Emperor, Ice Fairy, and others also turned their attention, trying to measure each other's strength through this.

"Almost there."

Looking at the Terracotta Warriors drawing closer.

Lu Yuan pondered, then looked toward the entrance of the imperial mausoleum.

Not bad.

He said nothing more.

Slowly, he raised the Great Luo Sword Embryo.

He did not draw upon the power within his body, merely urging the sword embryo onward.

This strike.

Would not be like before.

"Chop!"

Finally, Lu Yuan spoke, gently swinging the Great Luo Sword Embryo down.

In an instant, all the sword light converged into one in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, everyone present could feel a terrifying sword intent coalescing. This sword intent was immense, pressing directly down on their hearts, freezing their souls in an instant. No matter who it was, their bodies ran cold, as if they themselves were being targeted.

Then, in the next instant, a radiance of blinding brilliance burst forth from the Great Luo Sword Embryo.

This light was so bright it forced their eyes shut, impossible to see through.

Clang, clang, clang~

As waves of sword cries surged forth.

The sword light finally struck down.

Boom!

A mighty aura surged outward, causing the earth itself to tremble.

One by one, the Terracotta Warriors were crushed in an instant.

They had no power to resist at all.

At the same time, everyone's hearts jolted.

Hum, hum, hum.

Soon.

The light faded, and the crowd looked over one after another, their minds shaken violently.

They saw Lu Yuan still standing in place, sword in hand, unmoved.

Then he began to stride forward.

Calm and unhurried.

And beneath his feet.

A trench had appeared, several meters deep, stretching all the way to the mausoleum gate.

Beside it, all the Terracotta Warriors had vanished, reduced to dust.

Under that single strike.

Over ten thousand Terracotta Warriors had been shattered.

Nearly half of the warriors were wiped out in one sword blow.

"Heavens, one sword. It directly annihilated over ten thousand Terracotta Warriors?"

"This... this is too terrifying. Is that his power? Could it surpass the combined might of the Five Great Supremes?"

"Impossible, maybe it's that sword. The Awakened of today can hardly surpass the Winged Sky God."

Everyone was stunned, faces filled with disbelief, as if they had witnessed something horrifying that completely overturned their understanding. That single strike had indeed exceeded their expectations, terrifying to the extreme.

This power was practically equivalent to a humanoid missile, wasn't it?

Involuntarily.

They began recalling their own battles against the Terracotta Warriors, giving their all yet failing.

Even the combined efforts of the Five Great Supremes had not achieved such a result.

The contrast was too stark.

How could this be?

They simply could not accept it.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even an Awakening Realm cultivator wouldn't possess such power. Has he surpassed the Awakening Realm?"

The Winged Sky God saw this and was also shocked, unable to believe it. He himself could not have done it.

"It's that sword. It must be that sword."

He understood.

It had to be because of that sword that the other was so powerful.

Otherwise, there was no explanation at all.

Winged Sky God's heart churned with fury. He should have been the one at the very front, the one shining brightest this time.

And now, once again, it was Lu Yuan who had surpassed him. In less than an hour, this man had suppressed him twice.

This was something Winged Sky God could not tolerate. He wanted to stride forward.

But soon, hundreds upon hundreds of Terracotta Warriors swarmed around him.

So much so that he couldn't free himself up at all.

He had no choice but to keep fighting.

The Northern Emperor, Ice Emperor, and the others also snapped out of their brief shock, forced to deal with the Terracotta Warriors at their sides, unable to keep watching.

After all, Lu Yuan's strike had only cut down nearly half of the warriors. The other half was right in front of them. One misstep, and things would get very troublesome.

"A divine object—an absolute heaven-defying divine object! It must be from the meteorite. Forget the fortune of Mount Li Imperial Tomb—I want that sword."

Wang Tao had noticed it too. His entire body trembled uncontrollably, and in that moment, his eyes filled with longing.

He knew that if that sword were in his hands, surpassing his big brother would only be a matter of time.

So in the end, Wang Tao decided not to enter Mount Li Imperial Tomb.

Even if there was fortune there, it would hardly fall to him anyway.

Better to just—

Wait here, build up his strength, and find a way to seize that sword.

And to be safe, he would have to use hot weapons when the time came.

The sword was strong.

But that didn't mean the man was.

"Could it be... that sword?"

Dean Zheng was utterly stunned at the sight.

But his thoughts were much the same as everyone else's: Lu Yuan's display of power relied entirely on that sword. Otherwise, it would be too terrifying.

"That figure... why does it look familiar?" Zhu Qingyu murmured to herself as she watched.

She remembered that back in Qingyang City, the one who shot that arrow had carried a similar aura.

Was it the same person?

Zhu Qingyu suddenly had a bold idea.

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