One Sword Breaks the Tribulation (7400 Monthly Votes Added)

Such a thing could be said to have caught everyone else present completely off guard.

They had originally thought that this gathering would be a debate between Mythics—a gathering of five Mythics in one hall, something unprecedented.

Speaking of which, when they had learned that they would soon be meeting Zhao Cheng, their feelings had been rather complicated.

After all, in terms of age, Zhao Cheng was separated from them by several generations.

Among them, the Mythics of the Dragon Scale lineage—even Kong Ruque's disciples—had once served on the accompanying examination delegation for Zhao Cheng's World Sword Trial cohort. One of the several Saints had been among them.

Yet not much time had passed, and their positions had abruptly reversed. Zhao Cheng had become a Mythic they could only look up to.

They might all be top-tier Saints, seeds of Mythics, only one step away from becoming Mythics themselves—but a crown prince and an emperor were also only one step apart. For the latter to kill the former, it took only a single word.

That alone was astonishing enough.

Not long ago, however, they had also vaguely heard that Zhao Cheng was already invincible among Mythics. The news had come from the Tower of Babel. It was said that the Lord had spoken with Zhao Cheng at length and admitted himself inferior.

The moment that news emerged, it was like a stone shattering the heavens. If the Tower of Babel had not been writing about its own leader, the report would have looked like nothing more than a rumor.

Even until just before this, they had still doubted whether the news was true.

Yet now, as they watched four Mythic powerhouses—each invincible in their own right—strike together, even though it was merely a clash of spiritual auras, the fact that