One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the outer perimeter of the Tree Abyss Secret Realm is still churning with strong winds and turbulent currents.

With the protection of the King Iron Face's immense Divine Power, the Marquis Justice and the other nine Immortal God Human Race steadily broke through the barrier and entered this secret realm.

The secret realm was not deserted; on the contrary, it was filled with staff from the Cosmic Galaxy and various high-tech equipment.

In order to control the direction of the secret realm and avoid unknown changes, there are dedicated people who are responsible for the cultivation and protection of exotic plants and the sustainable collection of Void Crystal all year round. At the same time, they also need to use sophisticated instruments to maintain the stability of the secret realm space and monitor energy fluctuations in real time.

These tasks are complex and tedious, and the staff required are not top-tier research talents; many are even recent graduates from training programs with only a superficial understanding of the core principles of the equipment. However, they have three major advantages:

Hardworking and willing to travel frequently, skilled at remotely contacting experts to locate and solve problems!

Like the young man in the corner who everyone calls "Engineer Li," he was sent here shortly after graduation. He was often helpless when faced with malfunctioning machines, and could only stare blankly at the equipment or frantically search on the Virtual Universe technology forum. The most reliable thing to do was to call the remote help hotline and wait for the experts to guide him.

Moreover, once you're sent to such a remote and secret place, it's just monotonous maintenance day after day. Some people have stayed there for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, only to find out when they return that the company has already moved.

There are also lucky ones who, despite being idle for years, receive a salary year after year because their company is acquired. The acquiring party doesn't know why there's still someone on the company, but since the company is operating normally, there must be a reason. Thus, they become lucky ones who "win without lifting a finger."

Upon seeing the arrival of the ten Immortal God, the staff members hurriedly bowed and paid their respects, their attitude respectful but lacking enthusiasm. These high and mighty gods were merely passing through, destined to depart in a few years; there was no need to deliberately curry favor with them.

Only the black silk-clad jade feet of the Marquis Justice, exposed outside her armor, caught the attention of several young technicians, who glanced at them a few more times. However, upon learning that she was the King Iron Face's personal disciple, they quickly composed themselves, remaining silent and daring not to overstep their bounds in the slightest.

The Immortal God swept over the surrounding scenery, then followed the map's guidance, transforming into several streams of Flowing Light that headed straight for the Void Crystal God Tree in the center of the secret realm.

Only the Marquis Justice remembered the three tasks entrusted to him by his master: to test the instruments in the secret realm, to collect the resources in the secret realm, and to retrieve the remains of the technicians who had died of old age or died unexpectedly, and bring them back to the Human Race Territory.

During the mission, Marquis Justice was meticulous at all times, and her reprimands for inadequate equipment maintenance could be heard from time to time. Although the technicians were dissatisfied, they dared not utter a single complaint, since it was enough that the machines were running normally.

When a god is angered, millions will die. They are just ordinary mortals. If they offend Immortal God, they will die in vain, and their families will not receive a penny of compensation.

We had no choice but to obey and carefully inspect and maintain the equipment.

After properly handling all matters, Marquis Justice headed to the center of the secret realm.

At this moment, the other nine immortals were already in seclusion under the Void Crystal God Tree Divine Tree, studying the ancient secrets of the nine stone altars and sensing the power of the Origin of the Universe. They were clearly making every effort to adjust their state, just waiting for the crucial moment to consume the fruit of the Void Crystal God Tree and break through to the Marquis Rank Immortal Realm in one fell swoop.

The Marquis Justice was not impatient. The secret realm was heavily monitored, and no one could take away the fruit that belonged to her. She found a secluded corner, sat cross-legged, and calmed herself down.

The towering Void Crystal God Tree, with its lush foliage, casts dappled light, creating a serene and peaceful atmosphere, as if time itself has stood still.

Just then...

"Boom!"

A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth, causing the entire Tree Abyss Secret Realm to tremble violently. The ground cracked, vegetation collapsed, and even the primal power of space began to become disordered.

"Venerable Spirit Plant! How dare you invade my Human Race's secret territory! Are you prepared to exterminate your race?" The King Iron Face's roar resounded throughout the heavens.

"Hmph! This is originally the homeland of my Spirit Plant Race!" An old and cold voice came, "This Void Crystal Tree Abyss was formed by my Spirit Plant Race ancestors using the Void Crystal God Tree, the core totem of the clan, as the foundation, drawing on the Origin of the Universe and the power of space, and naturally evolving with the innate talents of the clan."

You humans are the ones who usurp and plunder!

The Venerable Spirit Plant threatened, "Today, either you hand over this batch of divine tree fruits and our clan's altar, or these immortal juniors will all die! I want to see how you, King Iron Face, will explain yourself to the Human Race's higher-ups!"

"Explanation? I have no obligation to explain my actions to anyone!" The King Iron Face's Divine Power erupted, causing the secret realm to shake even more violently. "With me here today, you won't take a single thing with you! At worst, we'll all perish together, sinking this Tree Abyss Secret Realm!"

"You Madman! Just because it's not a secret realm for humans, does that mean you don't cherish it? You're utterly unreasonable!" The Venerable Spirit Plant cursed, then used a secret technique of his clan. Streaks of emerald green energy spread out, gradually calming the chaotic space, and the secret realm finally stabilized.

The next moment, a void rift was forcibly torn open in the space above the secret realm, and more than twenty powerful members of the Spirit Plant Race filed in.

They had strange appearances; some had painted faces, some had hair made of branches and leaves, and some had bodies like old, gnarled trees. As soon as they landed, they went straight for the Void Crystal God Tree, uttering fierce threats.

"You despicable Human Race! Hand over the fruits of the Divine Tree, and I'll spare your lives!"

"If you know what's good for you, get out of here right now, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

The nine Human Race immortals who were in seclusion were disturbed and instantly opened their eyes, their fighting spirit soaring. They considered themselves the pride of the Human Race and were all arrogant. Now that the Spirit Plant Race dared to provoke them, they were furious.

"You mere Alien Race scum, how dare you run wild in my Human Race's secret realm!" An Immortal God clad in Golden Armor rose first, spear in hand, and charged out like lightning, cursing incessantly, "Today I'll let you taste the power of Human Race's prodigies!"

As an elite Human Race with a treasure in hand, he would be more than capable of dealing with a down-on-his-luck Alien Race, and he was even confident that he could easily take on two opponents at once.

The advantage is in my hands!

Then, after exchanging no more than three moves, the powerful member of the Spirit Plant Race unleashed a wood-based secret technique, causing countless resilient vines to burst forth from the earth and entangle his spear. At the same time, a strange spatial force pierced straight into the source of his divine body.

"Pfft!" The Golden Armor immortal groaned, his Divine Power in disarray. He was violently whipped away by the vines, crashing to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of divine blood. His aura instantly weakened.

The other eight immortals, instead of being alarmed, were aroused by the sight.

"Useless! Can't even handle Alien Race!" An immortal wielding War Blade sneered, charging forward alone, his blade flashing fiercely as he slashed directly at the Spirit Plant Race expert.

However, his fate was not much better than that of the Golden Armor Immortal. The Spirit Plant Race expert was skilled in the secret technique of combining space and wood elements. His figure was elusive and he could always avoid his attacks. At the same time, he used vines and spatial blades to constantly deplete his Divine Power. In just ten breaths, he was severely injured and staggered backward.

After two consecutive defeats, the remaining seven immortals finally realized the strength of the Spirit Plant Race's experts, but they were still unwilling to lower themselves and join forces. Instead, they fought individually, rushing towards different Spirit Plant Race cultivators while still cursing and swearing, trying to defeat their opponents with their own strength.

A moment later.

"Damn it! How are these Alien Race so strong!"

"Let's all go together! Take care of them first!"

Someone shouted, and the remaining five immortals finally put aside their prejudices and charged towards the Spirit Plant Race as a group. However, the Spirit Plant Race's experts were prepared and quickly formed a formation, using spatial secret techniques to divide the battlefield and restrain the five one by one.

Before long, the Human Race immortals suffered heavy casualties, and only four with minor injuries remained. They were surrounded by several powerful Spirit Plant Race members and were forced to retreat in defeat, on the verge of extinction.

Justice Throat was also caught in a fierce battle, and as the fighting progressed, he found that the number of enemies was increasing, and it had even become a terrifying situation of one against seven. Obviously, those so-called Human Race had either made a strategic retreat or had already perished.

Even though she was quite powerful, she gradually fell into a disadvantageous position. Her divine body was constantly being slashed by the spatial blades, and she was exhausted. She could only struggle to hold on.

"Hahaha! King Iron Face, your so-called Human Race are nothing but this!" The Venerable Spirit Plant hovered in the void, looking down at the few Human Race immortals below who were bound by vines and whose auras were weak, and laughed wildly.

"See these prisoners? They're all elites of your Human Race, each with a powerful background. If you don't want to be unable to explain yourself to your clan's higher-ups, then get out of the way! We'll take our clan's treasures and divine fruits, then leave immediately and leave without disturbing each other!"

"Better to be a broken jade than a whole tile!" The King Iron Face snorted coldly, unleashing his divine Divine Power without reservation. The Golden Divine Temple trembled violently, and the entire Tree Abyss Secret Realm shook once again.

The cracks in the ground spread to the roots of the Void Crystal God Tree, clearly indicating that it was determined to fight to the death.

"You're insane!" For the first time Venerable Spirit Plant's composure vanished, replaced by a look of panic.

He had already ascertained beforehand that the King Iron Face was a tough character, but he hadn't expected the other party to be so stubborn. It was just the loss of a few immortal juniors and a few divine fruits; the Human Race in the secret realm must have backups of the secret techniques. Why would they want to sink the secret realm and perish together with it?

These Human Race are all backed by powerful forces. If they were to all perish, the Human Race's leadership would be furious. Even if the Spirit Plant Race dispersed and hid, they would still be hunted down by the Human Race with all their might, and in that case, they would only suffer more losses than gains.

"Retreat, or die together!" The King Iron Face's tone was icy, leaving no room for negotiation.

The Venerable Spirit Plant's face darkened, and he fell silent. He could only unleash the power of his entire being, creating layers of emerald green barriers that enveloped the secret realm, barely suppressing the King Iron Face's Divine Power attack.

In his view, the King Iron Face was merely putting on a show. Even if the secret realm suffered heavy losses in the end, it was only to give an account to the Human Race's high command and demonstrate the Human Race's indomitable spirit.

Having dealt with people for so many years, he understands all too well the human tendency to "lose face even when losing a fight."

But the next second, the King Iron Face shattered his assumptions with his actions.

"Boom!"

The Golden Divine Temple, with immense force, slammed into the barrier of the secret realm, forcefully creating a huge gap. The primal energy of space leaked out like a tide, and the Void Crystal God Tree, which blotted out the sky, lost the nourishment of the secret realm's energy, its divine light dimmed instantly, and its branches and leaves fluttered down.

"Ahhh! King Iron Face, you're courting death!" The Venerable Spirit Plant was completely enraged, his Divine Power surging wildly, colliding violently with the King Iron Face's Divine Power, causing ripples to spread across the void.

Below, the immortal Spirit Plant Race fighting against the Marquis Justice were also thoroughly enraged, roaring, "Humans, you all deserve to die!"

This secret realm is our ancestral homeland; we will reclaim it sooner or later!

In the chaos, a powerful member of the Spirit Plant Race seized the opportunity to punch the Marquis Justice in the back.

"Thump!" Marquis Justice fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string. His black silk skirt was torn by the gravel, and his crystal jade feet were stained with black blood. His aura instantly weakened to the Extreme Point, and his eyelids were so heavy that he almost closed them.

You mustn't sleep! If you fall into a deep sleep and are captured and enslaved by the Alien Race, you will never be able to escape!

At the critical moment of life and death, the Marquis Justice had only one thought in her mind. She gritted her teeth and was about to activate her divine body's original self-destruction. Even if she could only be resurrected by her clan millions of years later and bear a huge debt, it was better than becoming a slave of Alien Race.

However, the powerful members of the Spirit Plant Race had already figured out the nature of human cultivators. Upon seeing this, they all retreated and stayed far away from the core explosion range, leaving only the Marquis Justice standing there, feeling extremely frustrated.

Even self-destruction couldn't harm the opponent much; am I really going to perish here today in vain?

Suddenly, a scene flashed through her mind: King Anle retrieved the small sword treasure he had previously bestowed upon her, casually saying that he wanted to "upgrade" it, and jokingly added that it could be used to deal with the Venerable, telling her to use it sparingly.

At the time, she thought the other party was just bragging. After all, how could King Rank fight against Venerable? Now that she was desperate, she could hurt these Alien Race even a little bit. Killing one would be a loss, and killing two would be a huge gain.

So he activated his divine sense to awaken the small sword hidden in the Space Ring.

"Clang~"

A faint sword clang echoed throughout the secret realm, and in an instant, the entire Tree Abyss Secret Realm seemed to be paused.

The falling leaves hovered in mid-air, the Divine Power surrounding the immortal of the Spirit Plant Race was forcibly sealed, rendering them unable to move; the fleeing staff in the distance, the floating weapons, the spatial airflow leaking from the gap in the secret realm, and even the Divine Power ripples from the collision between the King Iron Face and the Venerable Spirit Plant, all froze in place.

With her will infused into her sword energy, the Marquis Justice slowly stood up, her gaze sweeping across her surroundings. An unprecedented sense of control surged within her: Domination! The time and space of this world were all at her command.

The enemy she once saw as invincible now seemed as fragile as an ant. A thought arose in her mind: I can fight back!

The next moment, Marquis Justice raised his hand and lightly flicked his sword.

"Whoosh~"

A vast sword aura swept out, stretching for millions of miles, instantly piercing through the three immortal Spirit Plant Race blocking its path, severing a corner of the Void Crystal God Tree, tearing apart the spatial turbulence layer at the edge of the secret realm, and finally heading straight for the Venerable Spirit Plant was fighting against the King Iron Face.

Where the sword light passed, everything turned to nothingness, not even a scream was left behind.

A moment later, the spacetime restriction dissipated, and the figure of the Venerable Spirit Plant was seen struggling to materialize in the far distance. His divine body was already mostly damaged, his aura was Extreme Point weak, and his eyes were filled with lingering fear.

"There's an ambush! Run!" He dared not linger for a moment longer, and turned to tear through the void as he fled.

The remaining immortal Spirit Plant Race were terrified upon seeing this and scattered in all directions, leaving behind only a devastated secret realm and the Marquis Justice standing there dumbfounded.

She looked down at the unassuming little sword in her hand, her mind reeling.

What's this?

Before long, the four surviving Human Race immortals recovered their senses and approached, their eyes filled with shock and awe. They stared intently at the small sword in the hand of the Marquis Justice, and then at the sword aura trail that stretched for millions of miles.

After a long while, the group exchanged knowing glances, and their gazes toward Marquis Justice instantly became more ambiguous. Their previous contempt and rejection vanished, replaced by an attitude of boundless enthusiasm.

"Marquis Justice, thank you for saving my life!"

"Marquis Justice, let's work together to clean up the secret realm and take stock of the losses!"

"Marquis Justice, so you are a friend of Venerable Anle. You should have said so earlier! My 19th-generation niece is also a friend. We're family, don't be so formal!"

The group then busied themselves cleaning up the battlefield and repairing equipment, their attitude bordering on obsequious.

Looking at the changes in the people before him, Marquis Justice became increasingly bewildered.

These people were arrogant at first and then obsequious, all because of my sword? Judging from their expressions, they seem to have known something all along?

Meanwhile, outside the secret realm, the King Iron Face watched the Spirit Plant Race Clan flee in panic, but instead of giving chase, he immediately connected to the Virtual Universe to report the battle situation to the higher levels of the Cosmic Galaxy Milky Way.

In the council hall of the Virtual Universe, several imposing figures sat in high positions, their bodies surrounded by the aura of Venerable Level.

One of the Venerable, dressed in purple robes, upon hearing the King Iron Face's report of the heavy losses in the battle of the secret realm, including the fall of several immortals, including his own direct descendant, flew into a rage. "Useless! All useless! With so many elites lost, why are you, King Iron Face, still alive?! Immediately reclaim your Golden Divine Temple, and upon your return, you will be severely punished!"

The King Iron Face stood with his head bowed, silent. The losses were indeed severe; not only had several immortals perished, but the very essence of the secret realm had been largely destroyed, with the damage caused by his disciple's sword strike being the greatest.

He had no way to refute it.

The purple-robed Venerable was burning with anger and was about to rebuke again when a staff member presented him with a full video of the battle in the secret realm. The entire process, from the invasion of the Spirit Plant Race and the defeat of the Human Race Immortal due to underestimation of the enemy, to the siege of the Marquis Justice and the final One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws, was clearly presented.

When the scene froze on the moment when the Marquis Justice held a small sword and annihilated most of the divine bodies of three immortals and the Venerable Spirit Plant with a single strike, the purple-robed Venerable's angry curses came to an abrupt halt.

He stared intently at the special spacetime runes on the small sword, his pupils contracted sharply, and the oppressive aura around him instantly subsided, plunging him into a long silence.

The council hall was deathly silent. The other Venerable also looked at the video, their expressions varying as their gazes fell on the sword energy.

After a moment, the purple-robed Venerable slowly spoke, "King Iron Face, I was momentarily enraged by the loss of a direct descendant, but now, upon careful consideration, I realize that your merits outweigh your faults in this matter!"

"The Marquis Justice defeated the enemy with a single sword strike, intimidating the Alien Race and fully demonstrating the majesty and glory of our Human Race! He deserves a great reward!"

King Iron Face, for your meritorious service in protecting the secret realm, is exempt from punishment; the Golden Divine Temple remains yours to command. Marquis Justice, for slaying the elite of the Alien Race and severely injuring the Venerable Spirit Plant, is rewarded with a Marquis Level weapon and a million merits for your clan!

King Iron Face:???

A moment later, the Marquis Justice, having received his reward:???

The Blue Sky of justice has arrived for Human Race!