There Will Always Be More Awesome People

The body trembled uncontrollably. Kugu Devil Master's mind had only one thought at this moment:

"Run!!"

However, before he could make any move.

This Devil Path Magnate, who had been arrogant moments ago, found himself unable to move.

Was it a magic treasure? Or my own fear?

In a brief moment, countless thoughts flashed through Kugu Devil Master's mind.

The next moment, his thoughts were abruptly cut off.

Because he clearly felt a terrifying aura, superior to all the Heavens, had locked onto him.

Beside the Imperial Chariot, an unremarkable Old Man turned his head and glanced over.

He was different from the Black Armor Guards; he was assigned by the Old Ancestor, a true Dao Protector.

"Presumptuous."

There were no lengthy speeches, no exchanging of names.

The Old Man merely flicked his finger.

"Pfft--!!!"

Before Kugu Devil Master's stunned expression had even faded, his demonic body, carrying a terrifying aura, disintegrated inch by inch like withered wood that had rotted for ten thousand years.

The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, which had devoured billions of lives, its seventy-two Saint Souls had no time to wail before they were silently annihilated into ash, as if they had never existed.

Even with the supreme treasure in hand, he didn't even have the chance to scream or struggle.

He died without any power to resist, just like the ants he had crushed before.

Kugu Devil Master's Nascent Soul struggled frantically in the last moment, attempting to escape, but was firmly restrained by some invisible force. He could only watch as his demonic body turned to dust and his soul fire extinguished inch by inch.

"Just one step away! Just one step away and I could have reached the highest!"

"No... no! This Emperor... this Emperor has not yet..."

"Dream..."

However, even this final thought failed to fully materialize before it was completely annihilated by the indifferent glance of the Nine-Headed Heaven-Rending Hou.

Kugu Devil Master, who had once slaughtered billions and suppressed a realm, thus silently...

Turned to dust.

Not even dust was left behind.

Inside the imperial chariot, Qin Wangchuan didn't even lift an eyelid, merely asking indifferently, "What is it?"

"Replying to the Young Master, a Quasi-Emperor blocked the path just now. They have been dealt with," the old man respectfully continued. "We have now arrived at the Xuanming Realm."

Upon closer inspection, there were more than one old man with such heaven-defying strength.

On the surface, there were more than ten assigned.

This was no longer the Young Master descending to the mortal realm.

It was the Crown Prince on a tour!

"Mm." Qin Wangchuan tapped his fingertips on the window frame, his gaze sweeping over the sea of blood created by the Devil Master below, and said lightly, "A very strong smell of blood."

As soon as he spoke, the Black Armor Guard waved his large hand.

A gentle breeze blew, and the corpses and bloodstains instantly disappeared.

"Perhaps some disputes occurred in this realm," the old man replied.

"Mm..."

Qin Wangchuan stepped out of the imperial chariot. His nine-year-old figure already appeared extraordinary.

He was dressed in a black brocade robe, with ancient Qin Clan Dao Patterns embroidered with dark gold thread on the collar and cuffs. As he walked, his robe moved slightly, as if stars were flowing.

His face was carved from white jade, his features handsome and refined, his lips thin as blades, pursed into an age-defying sternness. When he raised his eyes, however, a youthful agility flashed through them.

Although his physique had not yet fully developed, his every move possessed the bearing of a dragon striding like a tiger.

It was worth mentioning that Ye Jianwei was not accompanying him.

She had been summoned initially, but she claimed she needed to seize every second to cultivate.

Look how hardworking the future Heavenly Emperor is.

Therefore, only Qin Wangchuan descended to the mortal realm this time.

He glanced at the spot where the Kugu Devil Master had died and whispered:

"A strong one."

The old man beside him paused upon hearing this.

Strong?

A Half-Step Great Emperor, seemingly very strong.

But in reality.

At most--

He was just a Quasi-Emperor.

As long as one hasn't proven the Emperor Dao, they are still ants.

There was no chance to resist at all.

Even if one successfully proves the Emperor Dao and transcends the mortal world.

There's still a Heavenly Emperor above, suppressing everything, preventing any major disturbances.

He would merely transform from an ant that could be disposed of at will, into a monkey that requires some effort to deal with.

After thinking for a moment, the Old Man still flattered, "He is indeed very strong, but this kind of strength..."

Before the Old Man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Qin Wangchuan:

"I'm not talking about him."

Qin Wangchuan suddenly turned around, his gaze piercing through the void, landing on a seemingly empty patch of clouds a hundred feet away.

"Since you are waiting for me here, why not show yourself?"

"If not him, then who is it?" Everyone's hearts trembled, and their gazes involuntarily followed the direction Qin Wangchuan turned.

The clouds parted, and several figures stood in the air.

Leading them was a cold, elegant female figure.

The woman was about fifteen or sixteen years old. An Azure Phoenix Flowing Cloud Dress fluttered in the wind, and an Azure Jade Belt was tied around her waist, accentuating her tall and slender figure.

Her ink-black hair was loosely tied up with a simple silver hairpin, and a few strands of stray hair fell beside her porcelain-white cheeks, adding a touch of cold detachment.

What was most captivating were her eyes--

Their color was as light as glass, yet the corners of her eyes were slightly upturned, possessing a natural three-point sharpness even when she wasn't smiling.

At this moment, she was looking down, her long lashes casting faint shadows beneath her eyes. The entire person seemed carved from the profound ice of the nine heavens, exuding an inviolable chill.

"This aura..." Qin Wangchuan frowned slightly, his gaze lingering on the young woman.

Although it was the first time he had seen her, her aura felt inexplicably familiar.

It was as if he had encountered something similar before.

The young woman led the group behind her and slowly descended.

Qin Wangchuan was about to speak when he saw her suddenly take two steps forward, her phoenix eyes widening slightly as she looked him over and asked, "You..." Her voice trailed off, and she looked him over more carefully.

"So this is what the Qin Clan's Young Master looks like..." she paused, as if choosing her words, "...handsome."

She was quite pleased.

Handsome?

Qin Wangchuan's expression shifted slightly, and even the people behind the young woman were surprised.

To hear the word "handsome" from their young lady?

Was this still the unapproachable Li Qingluan?

But regardless of what others thought.

Li Qingluan slightly raised her sleeve and performed an ancient and solemn greeting. Then, she looked at him and asked curiously, "I was indeed waiting for you, but how did you find me?"

"You used an Immortal Emperor Weapon. Even an ordinary Great Emperor should not have been able to detect it."

Immortal Emperor Weapon?

You carry that thing around?

Several old men gasped upon hearing this, but they didn't pay it too much mind.

After all, the identity of the person before them...

One of the old men transmitted a message to Qin Wangchuan: "Young Master, this is Li Qingluan from the Heavenly Sword Li Clan."

(So it's the Li Clan.)

Qin Wangchuan nodded.

No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity; it was an aura similar to that of the Li Heavenly Emperor.

After speaking, the old man briefly introduced some of her deeds.

Li Qingluan, the direct descendant of the Li Clan, was cold and aloof, disliking crowds.

Her talent was so extraordinary that it was considered a once-in-a-million-years occurrence.

On the day she was born, ten thousand swords sang in the sky above the Li Clan's ancestral land, and three thousand rays of sword light descended from the heavens, transforming into a qingluan that lingered for three days.

At the age of three, while playing in the Sword Pool, she accidentally resonated with the Ancestral Sword, which had been dormant for ten thousand years. The sword qi that shot into the sky alerted the Li Clan's Heavenly Emperor.

She began practicing the sword at the age of five. After three days of practice, she triggered the 'Sword Qi Transforming into Rainbow' phenomenon, with the spiritual energy within a hundred-mile radius transforming into sword shapes.

Seven years old, during her seclusion in the Sword Tomb, the hundred thousand ancient swords within simultaneously trembled, forming the 'Ten Thousand Swords Paying Homage' spectacle.

In the same year, she broke through to the Fourth Realm.

Nine strands of innate sword qi descended from the Nine Heavens, transforming into sword lotuses that held her aloft for a hundred days without falling.

Li Heavenly Emperor once personally declared that this woman was the reincarnation of a 'Sword Dao Immortal', destined to walk an unprecedented peak of the Sword Dao.

Even though she is only sixteen years old now, her legends are already circulating throughout the Ten Directions Immortal Court.

"Fourth Realm at seven years old?" Qin Wangchuan nodded.

Her talent was indeed excellent.

It was just still a distance from his own.

"Spiritual energy."

He suddenly spoke, causing Li Qingluan to freeze for a moment.

"What?"

Qin Wangchuan repeated, "I said spiritual energy."

After speaking, he looked at her deeply.

They said she was cold and aloof, why does she look so naive, so easy to fool?

"Even if one conceals their form and suppresses their aura, as long as there are cultivators present, the surrounding spiritual energy will be disturbed."

"It can be easily discovered through the flow of spiritual energy."

"Perceiving the flow of spiritual energy??"

If that's the case, wouldn't it be possible to ignore all stealth techniques and divine abilities?

Li Qingluan's pupils contracted sharply, and for the first time, her usually serene face showed a look of shock.

"Is this even possible?"

Even with her Sword Heart Clarity realm, she had never heard of anyone being able to control the flow of spiritual energy.

It was as difficult as an ordinary person finding a grain of white sugar in a sky full of snowflakes.

This required an almost monstrous perception of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy...

"Young Master can actually..." Let alone others, even her own elders were horrified.

This was the first time they had ever heard of such a thing.

Qin Wangchuan glanced back at the crowd behind him and asked doubtfully, "Is it difficult?"

This was an ability gained after consuming the Heavenly Fortune Creation Fruit.

His perception of spiritual energy had reached a monstrous level.

He originally thought it was useless, but now it seemed, perhaps not?

"This is no longer a matter of difficulty, Young Master. You are defying the heavens..." the old man who had just acted muttered to himself. Now he understood why the Heavenly Emperor Old Ancestor had assigned several people to protect him.

Such a heaven-defying figure must not be allowed to perish halfway!

Li Qingluan took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in her heart. She raised her delicate hand, Sword Intent flowing at her fingertips.

"This is not a place to talk," she said, her voice still cool. "Follow me."

Before she finished speaking, the sky suddenly split open with a ten-thousand-zhang-long fissure!

"Boom--"

A colossal ship, cast entirely from green jade, broke through the void. The ship's prow was carved with a divine Azure Luan bird, wings spread as if about to take flight, spanning a thousand zhang. Each feather flowed with sharp Sword Intent.

Ancient Li Clan Dao patterns were inscribed on the ship's hull, emitting a chilling sharpness under the sunlight, as if the entire colossal ship was a peerless divine sword drawn from its sheath.

Qin Wangchuan had never seen such a large flying ship, but the Dao Protectors behind him were well-traveled.

"This is the Li Clan's 'Heavenly Sword Flying Ship'," the old man introduced.

"Legend has it that this ship was forged by the Li Clan's Progenitor using Nine Heavens Profound Jade, tempered with supreme Sword Intent for ten thousand years. With this ship, one can slash the sun and moon!"

After speaking, he transmitted his voice:

"To bring out such a flying ship means they either value you, Young Master, or they have something they wish to ask of you."

Li Qingluan's robes fluttered. With a light tap of her toes, she landed on the wings of the Azure Luan statue at the ship's prow.

She looked back at Qin Wangchuan, her hair flying in the wind, with the endless Cloud Sea behind her and the colossal ship that seemed poised to pierce the heavens.

"Please."