Ji Wuchen, You Are Very Strong

On the bluestone plaza outside the hall, the match between Eldest Brother and Fourth Brother had just drawn to a close.

Fourth Brother Qin Kuangge's robes were slightly disheveled after fighting the Yan Clan prodigy to a draw;

Qin Wudao stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes billowing as though an Exiled Immortal had descended.

Before him, the prodigies of the three clans had all bowed their heads—some knelt on one knee, their sword blades shattered; some staggered back, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths; others had fainted outright and were hurriedly carried away by their clan elders.

Yet he had faced three opponents alone without so much as a wrinkle appearing on his clothes.

His aura was absolutely maxed out.

Several people raised their heads at once to look toward the sky—the clouds churned like boiling water, and the entire firmament twisted and warped.

Terrifying Emperor might poured down like a tide, crushing the ancient trees around the plaza until they snapped one after another.

"Emperor might... a Great Emperor's true body is about to descend." A rare trace of gravity flashed through Qin Kuangge's usually playful eyes. "It seems the person Ninth Brother detained is more important than we imagined."

After saying that, he looked toward Qin Wudao in the distance. "Eldest Brother! Can you handle it?"

Qin Wudao withdrew his gaze from the sky and coolly uttered two words:

"Foolish question."

Before his words had faded—

"Boom!"

A brilliant pillar of light shot into the heavens from Qin Wangchuan's body, instantly drawing everyone's attention!

The Spiritual Power within his body surged like a flood bursting through a dam, no longer capable of being suppressed.

His spirit sea suddenly boiled, raising waves ten thousand zhang high.

As his Supreme Dao Heart beat, it actually stirred a resonance with heaven and earth. Spiritual energy within a hundred li gathered frantically, forming a Spiritual Energy vortex that reached from heaven to earth above his head.

"Buzz—"

Brilliant Immortal Light burst from every pore of Qin Wangchuan's body, each strand containing the true intent of the Great Dao.

Deep within his Spiritual Platform, the originally vast spirit sea had transformed into a boiling starfield. Every crashing wave made the barrier of his realm tremble violently.

"Boom!"

When the ninth stellar wave crashed ashore, an earth-shattering roar erupted from within his body.

In an instant, space within three zhang around him abruptly twisted—this was the "domain" unique to the Sixth Realm, the Spirit Domain Realm!

Within this tiny space: the air congealed like amber, dust froze into a river of stars; the flow of time slowed sharply, falling leaves suspended in midair; even the raging Emperor might, upon entering this domain, had three parts of its sharpness forcibly stripped away!

The Sixth Realm had been achieved!

Qin Wangchuan slowly opened his eyes, Ji Wuchen's shocked gaze reflected in them.

He took a step forward, his slender fingers closing around the hilt of the Guluan Sword—

"Clang!"

As a clear sword cry rang through the nine heavens, the sword shadow traced a perfect arc through the air, its tip aimed directly at Ji Wuchen.

"Time is short."

"This sword comes from the Heavenly Sword Li Clan, and I have also entered the Sixth Realm. At this moment, I can be called the strongest." The youth's voice was terrifyingly calm. "Use your strongest move."

He paused, then emphasized:

"I mean your strongest."

Qin Wangchuan had Ji Wuchen to thank for noticing the enemies hidden above the sky.

In the simulation, after defeating him, he had looked toward the sky. Qin Wangchuan had remembered that strange action.

Since this was an assassination, it was impossible that they had sent only so few people.

The reason for looking up at the sky was simple: there were enemies above it!

As it turned out, he had guessed correctly.

To return the favor.

There would be no holding back whatsoever.

Qin Wangchuan would use his strongest move to settle the knot in the youth's heart.

Ji Wuchen's pupils suddenly contracted.

His strongest trump card was none other than the Taixu Halberd personally bestowed by the Old Ancestor, yet he had never revealed it to anyone.

But Qin Wangchuan's all-seeing gaze made him understand—

The other party had long known everything.

Fine beads of sweat seeped from Ji Wuchen's palm.

If he had still possessed the strength to fight before Qin Wangchuan's breakthrough, then now he clearly realized—

He would undoubtedly lose.

I'll lose...

Should I... give up now?

"Smack!"

A crisp slap echoed across the plaza.

Five red finger marks instantly appeared on Ji Wuchen's left cheek, while blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

You bastard!

Have you forgotten why you came here today?!

He abruptly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot. "Qin Wangchuan..."

"Boom—!!!"

Heaven and earth suddenly changed color!

A pitch-black halberd emerged from the void, its shaft coiled with blood-red lightning.

Wherever its blade pointed, space collapsed inch by inch, revealing the endless chaos void behind it.

"Come fight!"

Ji Wuchen roared as he gripped the halberd shaft—"Severing the Star River!"

The instant the Taixu Halberd swept out, the entire world seemed to turn upside down.

Before Ji Wuchen's Severing the Star River had fully swung out, Qin Wangchuan's sword momentum had already taken shape.

Seeing Qin Wangchuan's opening stance, both Qin Fuhai and Qin Wenhe, who had been watching, widened their eyes.

"That is?!"

As renowned sword arts clans, the Li Clan possessed the Seven Kill Sword Seal, and the Qin Clan naturally had its own secret art never passed to outsiders.

"Yuan Xi Ming."

Qin Wangchuan suddenly tossed the Guluan Sword into the sky, the long sword turning into a streak of light that pierced the cloud layer.

"Before primal chaos was divided—Containing the Origin Qi."

He made a grasping gesture with his right hand, and the entire sky suddenly darkened. An invisible force tore a hundred-li-long rift through the clouds, from which the tip of a Spiritual Power Giant Sword slowly emerged, its blade wrapped in tangible Chaos Qi.

"Clear and turbid, divided from the beginning of time into yin and yang; Myriad Tribulations take form..."

"Heavenly Sword: Myriad Calamities!"

The four words were softly spoken, yet they seemed like a Heavenly Dao Edict.

Everyone at the banquet changed expression—

"This... this is the Qin Clan Heavenly Sword!"

The ancient inscription for "calamity" on the sword body lit up with a dazzling blood-red glow, dyeing the land within a hundred li crimson.

"With one sword raised, all arts become swords."

"Beneath this sword—rivers of stars may be severed, heaven's will may be defied, and all Myriad Tribulations may be crossed!

"Slash!"

The Giant Sword that blotted out the sky came crashing down, shattering the void.

Before the sword edge even arrived, the ground across the entire plaza had already sunk three chi.

Ji Wuchen's Taixu Halberd radiance was like a lone boat amid raging waves before this Giant Sword.

The moment his Severing the Star River met it, it was completely swallowed by Sword Intent as vast as the sea.

Just as the Giant Sword was about to fall—

"Boom!!"

A crimson-gold barrier suddenly stretched across heaven and earth, forcibly intercepting that world-destroying strike!

"Crack—"

The Giant Sword was damaged, but the barrier remained as flawless as before.

A terrifying shockwave swept outward, making the entire plaza shake violently.

"This sword... its power is actually this great?!" Horror flashed through the eyes of the Ji Clan Quasi-Emperor guard who had intervened.

Although it could not shake him in the slightest, this sword's power was truly terrifying.

One had to know that the Ninth Young Master was only in the Sixth Realm!

Just as the aftershock of that world-destroying sword dissipated, Ji Wuchen staggered out of the smoke and dust.

The Taixu Halberd was planted diagonally in the ground, its body dim and lifeless, while the fighting spirit in his eyes had long since shattered into pieces.

"Why..." Ji Wuchen's voice was hoarse as he clutched his head in anguish and asked the question he had failed to voice in the simulation:

"Why are you so strong?"

"If this Immortal path... is destined to be the stage for you alone..."

His face was filled with a bitter smile, his voice low as dust:

"Then what Dao are people like us cultivating for... what fate are we fighting for?"

The watching crowd fell silent. There was no contempt in their eyes, only an indescribable sorrow.

"Being of the same generation as a monster like Young Master Qin is itself a tribulation!"

"What a pity. Ji Wuchen was also a genius rarely seen in a hundred years... he was born at the wrong time!"

Quite a few people in the crowd shook their heads.

Cultivation cultivated the heart; at its core, the path of cultivation was the tempering of one's heart.

"That Ji Clan boy's Dao Path will likely end here."

Qin Wangchuan sheathed his sword and stood still. Looking calmly at this youth who had long been entangled by inner demons, he slowly spoke:

"Why are you lowering your head? Raise it."

"Feel proud."

"Ji Wuchen, you are very strong."

Those simple words made Ji Wuchen's entire body tremble.

"What...?"