Instantly Slaying Thirteen Orthodoxies! Emperors of Four Orthodoxies Descend!

Su Linxian raised his eyes and, for the first time, looked directly at Li Hentian.

Boom!

That gaze was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, yet it sent a chill shooting from Li Hentian's tailbone straight to the crown of his head.

He stood at the pinnacle of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, half a step into the Emperor Realm, yet a young man's stare had actually struck fear into his heart!

The two divine swords behind him involuntarily hummed and trembled, as though sounding a warning.

"You..." Li Hentian swallowed, forcing down that inexplicable fear. "What kind of power is this?!"

Su Linxian took a step forward.

Bang—

As his foot landed, the void trembled.

All twelve Quasi-Emperors felt their chests tighten, as though an invisible hand had seized their hearts.

"What exactly are you..."

Li Hentian roared, his sword essence circulating wildly as the twin swords behind him sprang from their sheaths with a ringing clang.

But before he could finish, Su Linxian took another step.

That step left only a hundred feet between them.

Some of the twelve Quasi-Emperors had already begun retreating, driven by an instinctive terror.

They had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, crossing mountains of corpses and seas of blood to reach their positions today. They had seen countless mighty cultivators, but never anyone who could treat Quasi-Emperors as nothing!

"Impossible..."

One Quasi-Emperor murmured, "Absolutely impossible... how could a Supreme..."

"Who exactly are you?!" Li Hentian bellowed through gritted teeth, driving his sword essence to its limit. The entire void hummed beneath his Sword Qi. "You're definitely not in the Supreme Realm!!"

Su Linxian stood before Li Hentian, his gaze indifferent.

"A Supreme?"

"Who said I was a Supreme?"

The instant his words fell, an invisible aura spread from his body.

Wherever that aura passed, all twelve Quasi-Emperors felt a violent shudder deep within their souls!

It was an instinctive terror that transcended the very levels of life, the reverence an ant felt when gazing up at the heavens.

An Emperor's aura!!

"How is this possible?!"

Li Hentian's expression changed completely!

"You... you..."

"You're in the Emperor Realm?!"

Those words sent the entire gathering into an uproar.

The twelve Quasi-Emperors turned as pale as paper.

The surviving Tianxuan disciples were even more dumbstruck. They remembered perfectly well that Su Linxian had only been in the Supreme Realm when he left the sect. How long had it been?

How could anyone cross that heavenly chasm in so little time?

The Tianxuan Ancestor abruptly raised their head, disbelief filling their clouded old eyes.

"The Emperor Realm...?"

Su Linxian spoke, his gaze calm.

"Now it's my turn to settle the score."

An overwhelming sense of danger closed in.

Li Hentian's pupils shook violently. Almost instinctively, he shot back a hundred thousand feet, holding his twin swords before him as he unleashed his peak Quasi-Emperor aura without reservation.

The eleven Quasi-Emperors behind him assumed defensive stances at the same time, weaving Dao laws into eleven densely layered barriers before them.

Yet.

Su Linxian merely gave a gentle push with his right hand.

Boom!

All eleven Quasi-Emperor barriers shattered at once.

The Quasi-Emperors spat blood and flew backward together, like dead leaves swept away by a towering wave.

Bang!

With a crack, Li Hentian's two divine swords split from tip to hilt, scattering into a sky full of iron fragments.

Li Hentian reeled as though struck by a crushing blow, his chest caving inward in the shape of a palm.

"Blargh!!"

He struggled to lift his head, great mouthfuls of blood pouring from his lips.

Watching that white-robed figure approach slowly, he felt true terror for the first time.

Su Linxian walked unhurriedly, imperial light paving an invisible road beneath his feet.

"My Tianxuan Orthodoxy."

"Its sect destroyed, its people slaughtered today."

"This debt."

"I will collect it."

Li Hentian trembled violently all over, opening his mouth to say something.

A plea for mercy, a threat, or something else—but Su Linxian never gave him the chance.

His right hand descended, resting lightly on the crown of Li Hentian's head.

"You said earlier."

"That you would make them die before me, one by one?"

His five fingers tightened slightly.

Crack—

"No... no, wait!"

Bang!

Li Hentian's head turned to drifting ash in his palm.

His headless body fell from the void and crashed into the ruins, throwing dust into the sky.

[Ding! Killed Quasi-Emperor Realm Li Hentian. Villain points gained: +10,000!]

Just as Li Hentian perished, an enraged shout suddenly exploded!!

"Who dares kill the sect master of my Tai'e Sword Sect?!"

"You must truly be tired of living!!"

An Emperor's divine sense descended abruptly.

"You arrived rather quickly."

Su Linxian withdrew his hand.

He raised his eyes toward the distant horizon.

There, four fissures were tearing open the sky—the auras of Emperors were descending!

Four figures rose like blazing suns, their imperial might surging toward him like a tsunami.

Su Linxian narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Four Emperors."

"Good."

"That saves me the trouble of hunting you down one by one."

Boom!!

Four fissures tore through the heavens at once.

Imperial might crushed down like a tsunami, and all of heaven and earth groaned beneath the unbearable weight of those four vast auras.

The void froze for ten thousand miles, even the drifting dust suspended in midair.

Below, the surviving disciples of the Tianxuan Orthodoxy felt as though a mountain pressed against their chests. Even breathing became a luxury. Some collapsed to their knees, their legs giving way; others bled from all seven orifices, yet lacked even the strength to raise a hand and wipe it away.

"Emperors... the Emperors are here!"

"The Tianxuan Orthodoxy... is finished!"

Four figures stepped slowly out of the fissures.

They hovered high above the heavens, hands clasped behind their backs as they looked down like gods gazing upon ants. Their eyes held no warmth, as though the ruins beneath them and the creatures barely clinging to life within were not worth a second glance.

The man in the lead possessed sword intent that pierced the heavens, billions of sword lights circling him like an inverted river of stars. He spoke first, his voice like billions of swords ringing out at once.

"Who dares lay a hand on the people of my Tai'e Sword Sect?!"

Waves of sound rolled downward, shaking visible ripples through the void.

Below, the Tianxuan Ancestor gave a muffled groan, blood spilling from the corner of their mouth as their back bent like a shrimp beneath the pressure.

"Blargh!"

Yet.

That white-robed figure did not budge.

Su Linxian stood in the air above the ruins.

The four Emperors' pressure poured down, only to dissolve soundlessly thirty feet from him, like a tide striking a reef.

All four Emperors frowned. They extended their divine senses, yet could detect no fluctuations of cultivation from this young man. He was like a blank stone tablet standing before them—clearly present, yet yielding no information.

"Tai'e... there's something strange about this fellow."

"Why can't we see through his cultivation?"

The Tai'e Sword Emperor's gaze sharpened slightly.

A trace of wariness flashed through the Azure Rainbow Great Emperor's eyes. He spoke first, his tone noticeably more cautious. "Who are you?"

At his question, a Quasi-Emperor shouted.

"Ancestor!!"

"He's Su Linxian! That Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon is in his hands!"

"Somehow, this wretch broke through to the Emperor Realm! Not only did he kill thirteen of our Quasi-Emperors, he even slew Sect Master Li! He deserves ten thousand deaths!"

"Please strike, honored Emperors!"

An Emperor?!

All four Emperors' gazes changed at once.

A sharp light blazed in the Tai'e Sword Emperor's eyes as he said gravely, "It's him?"

The wariness in the Azure Rainbow Great Emperor's eyes abruptly gave way to greed. "The Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon... so he really does have it."

"But how could he have become an Emperor?" the Tai'e Sword Emperor asked gravely. "I remember that he was only in the Supreme Realm."

"Perhaps this wretch obtained some heaven-defying treasure in the forbidden zone..."

"Everyone, this boy is now a turtle trapped in a jar. What are we waiting for?"

"Attack together!"

The four Emperors exchanged glances, reaching an understanding in a single instant.

"Rainbow!"

The Tai'e Sword Emperor formed a sword seal, and billions of pitch-black swords rained down!

The Azure Rainbow Great Emperor formed seals with all ten fingers, and azure Dao fruits exploded across the sky...

Four Emperor divine abilities, bearing the power to destroy heaven and earth.

They blasted toward the white-robed figure at once.

Faced with such an assault, even Su Linxian could not help frowning slightly, sensing immense pressure.

"Diya!"

The sword emerged, and heaven and earth darkened.

It was not the darkness of falling night, but as though light itself had been devoured by some more ancient power.

Within ten thousand miles, every cultivator's sword began humming at once!

They trembled in fear and submission, their tips inclining toward that sword as though bowing before a king.

"That's—"