Boom!!!!
Countless particles of light and spiritual energy converged, intertwining with Grand Dao power at the Ancestor Realm to form a colossal sword. It rose from Shangqing Palace, streaked across the sky, and flew toward the Luochuan Sect.
Along the way, countless people were alarmed.
The first to be affected was Shangqing Palace's newly appointed Sect Master, Li Qingshan.
Within Shangqing Palace's Golden Summit Hall, violent winds howled. Ancestor Realm sword energy pressed down upon the entire place. No one in Shangqing Palace could resist it. Even the disciples of the factions who had come to attend the ceremony were utterly shocked and could scarcely believe it.
"Hasn't Shangqing Palace declined? They haven't produced an Ancestor for centuries. Why is there sword energy at the Ancestor Realm?"
"I don't know. Today is Shangqing Palace's grand ceremony. Why would they unleash sword energy at the Ancestor Realm? Are they trying to intimidate us?"
"Not us. Honestly, intimidating us wouldn't require sword energy at the Ancestor Realm. This sword is targeting the Luochuan Sect!"
"That's right. That sword is charging toward the Luochuan Sect. Shangqing Palace is making a move against them."
"Unbelievable. The Luochuan Sect hasn't even moved against Shangqing Palace, yet Shangqing Palace is attacking them first. Is an Ancestor Realm battle about to break out?"
"That would be something to look forward to. It's been many years since a battle of this level. It only makes me more excited."
Inside Shangqing Palace, the gathered guests discussed it animatedly. They had all noticed that the sword energy had originated from Shangqing Palace and was heading for the Luochuan Sect.
For a time, many eyes turned toward Shangqing Palace's new Sect Master, Li Qingshan.
This new Sect Master had only just taken office, yet he had already stirred up quite a few waves. He had brought the once-overlooked Shangqing Palace into the public eye and made countless people take notice of it again. He certainly had some skill.
Yet Li Qingshan, whom everyone considered so capable, stared blankly ahead. If he had not seen wrongly, that sword energy had originated near the Scripture Repository Pavilion!
"Senior Brother?" Li Qingshan murmured inwardly, unable to believe it. Could sword energy at the Ancestor Realm be connected to his senior brother?
Sword energy ravaged the heavens at such speed that ordinary eyes could not distinguish it. By the time people caught sight of it, it had already traveled thousands upon thousands of miles away.
Everywhere it passed, the foremost experts of countless factions were alarmed and emerged one after another.
Some stood upon rooftops, looking up at the sky.
Some stood beside mountain peaks, watching coldly.
Some tried to keep up with the sword energy, only to be injured by its sword intent and left deeply shaken.
On this day, many people could no longer remain calm. They realized that Shangqing Palace seemed to be hiding a sword cultivator at the Ancestor Realm.
That was terrifying.
Ancestors were already terrifying enough. An Ancestor Realm sword cultivator was simply the combination of two terrifying things, enough to make one's scalp tingle.
"The Luochuan Sect is in for trouble now," an old man muttered as he sat in his courtyard and watched the sky.
"That arrogant Emperor Wu of Zhou had his Ancestor foundation severed by Shangqing Palace's Li Tianxian a hundred years ago. I wonder whether he has recovered it yet?" Others gossiped behind his back.
"Even if he has, he'll still be in danger this time." Others took pleasure in his misfortune.
"Emperor Wu of Zhou used to run rampant without restraint. Now that he's suffering blow after blow, he deserves it. It would be best if this sword killed him." Some of Emperor Wu of Zhou's enemies even gritted their teeth in anticipation.
The whole world was watching. Anyone with ability could tell that this sword was aimed directly at the Luochuan Sect.
There were also Ancestor Realm experts watching this sword energy. One frowned and said, "Why does this sword energy feel somewhat familiar? It seems like an old acquaintance from many years ago."
"Over the past thousand years, there have been countless brilliant sword cultivators. But the one who could surely be called number one was the Thousand-Year Sword God of the Old Land. Don't you think this sword resembles his?" An Ancestor communicated across thousands upon thousands of miles, watching the spectacle with the others.
"Emperor Wu of Zhou killed my youngest disciple back then. I was in seclusion and did not know. By the time I emerged, his wings had grown, and he had entered the Ancestor Realm. Bound by the rules of the Old Land, I did not act. I have remembered this matter to this day. Now that his own mortal enemy has come for him, whoever dares help him will become an enemy of me, Old Ape!" A deep voice rang out through the Ancestors' channel of communication in the sky, warning the other Ancestors not to interfere.
As soon as those words were spoken, the other Ancestors all declared that they would not intervene.
In his early years, the arrogant Emperor Wu of Zhou had offended many people and made many enemies. Now, not a single person was willing to help him, much less warn him in advance.
Everyone was delighted to see Emperor Wu of Zhou suffer.
Amid green mountains and clear waters, at the Luochuan Sect's Sect Master Hall.
Emperor Wu of Zhou stood tall, his entire body enveloped by nine divine rings. Like a god, he stood beneath the heavens.
He took one step forward, tearing space apart. Grand Dao talismans burst forth beneath his feet, like a teleportation formation, intending to carry Emperor Wu of Zhou's Ancestor body across ninety thousand miles to Shangqing Palace's gate, where he would crush it flat with a single step.
But before Emperor Wu of Zhou's enormous foot could descend, the thunderous sound of the Grand Dao came crashing over like towering waves hundreds of meters high, surging and roaring without end.
"Not good!" Emperor Wu of Zhou's expression changed. He realized that the Luochuan Sect was under attack—and it was no ordinary attack, but one at the Ancestor Realm.
He immediately withdrew his outstretched foot. His body expanded without limit, gleaming with brilliant golden light. This was his ultimate art, Invincible Golden Body. Once unleashed, it rivaled a mountain. Standing in the sky, he stared into the distance.
Clang!!!
The roar of the giant sword, the ringing clash of sword energy, the bellow of the Grand Dao, and the boiling of spiritual energy all swept forward together with that sword energy.
Within the void, it was like an army of thousands upon thousands charging forth together.
There was only one enemy.
Emperor Wu of Zhou, with his hundred-foot body, dazzling golden light, and divine rings swirling around him, like a god.
"It's you!" Before long, Emperor Wu of Zhou recognized whose sword energy it was. He could not believe that someone who had died by his hand centuries ago was still alive.
"No, this is merely your lingering soul causing trouble—a final desperate strike. It's been centuries, and you still hate me so much. What a pity. I have always thought of you, my good brother, the Thousand-Year Sword God of the Old Land." Emperor Wu of Zhou sneered. His words were full of regret, but the more affectionate they sounded, the colder his face became.
"It has been centuries. You remain where you were, while I have kept improving. Your sword cannot even break my golden body." Emperor Wu of Zhou sneered, raised his golden hand, and struck directly. With a thunderous roar, Ancestor laws, Ancestor aura, and Ancestor battle power erupted together, crashing into the sword energy.
Clang——
The sound was like a morning bell and evening drum, spreading across more than half the Old Land. Countless people heard it, and no one knew how many experts witnessed it.
Emperor Wu of Zhou's radiant golden body collided with the colossal sword that spanned heaven and earth, like a golden-armored deity battling the world itself. It was majestic beyond measure.
But unfortunately, the following cracks made Emperor Wu of Zhou's expression change wildly. He retreated at once, watching his golden body split apart inch by inch. Unable to believe it, he said, "Impossible. You from centuries ago defeated me from centuries later?"
Crack!
The nine divine rings constantly circling Emperor Wu of Zhou shattered at that moment, drawing an enraged roar from him. "No..."
His Ancestor foundation had been severed once again.
The colossal sword spanning heaven and earth did not slow in the slightest. It plunged directly into the Luochuan Sect's mountain gate.
Boom!!!
At that moment, mountains and rivers shattered, the earth veins split open, countless buildings were destroyed, and the Luochuan Sect's mountain gate was completely reduced to ashes.
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