The endless points of divine consciousness collapsed into light.
Heaven and earth seemed to freeze for a moment.
The pinnacle prodigies wore expressions of shock, and cultivators all over the world were struck speechless.
Only on that dilapidated mountain peak of the Little Immortal Sect, Wu Jiuling laughed loudly,
"Today, as my disciple makes his name known to the world!"
"No matter if they’re Demon King or Demon Emperor, chop them down with one axe!"
...
"How...is this possible!"
"How could the Divine Skill Realm have such terrifying power!"
Pan Yu was nearly scared out of his wits by that one axe.
His eyes filled with confusion and terror, as if unable to comprehend why that axe was so powerful.
At this time, the demon race that had ascended to the Dao platform froze, staring blankly at Su Changqing who approached with an axe.
Numerous Confucian cultivators were in a frenzy, eagerly following in Su Changqing’s footsteps, their expressions excited.
"Kill!"
Su Changqing broke into the demon realm’s center, like a tiger among sheep, wantonly swinging the giant axe in his hand.
The sharp axe light shone like the brightest beam in the world.
Anything it touched—people, soldiers, divine techniques, secret techniques... all instantly shattered.
Facing Su Changqing on the same level?
That’s no longer something that can be won by numbers.
With overwhelming power, the world’s most ultimate sharpness, coupled with terrifying Heaven and Earth Divine Body...
Now Su Changqing, brushing against means injury, touching means death.
That overwhelming battle power allowed him to rush like the wind, reaping the fearful divine consciousness of the demon race one after another.
His black hair danced wildly, with flames burning hotly in his eyes, the overwhelming life fire around him seemed ready to ignite heaven and earth!
Nothing can block him!
No one can block him!
Su Changqing at this moment fully demonstrated what it means to possess ’invincible potential’.
"Can the Divine Skill Realm... be this powerful?"
The goodness in his eyes was unbelievable, the palms pressed together trembled slightly.
Born from ancient times, he had seen many prodigious geniuses.
But none could compare to the intense shock he felt seeing Su Changqing now.
That terrifying power, that ultimate sharpness of the Dao Soldiers...
Everything employed by the opponent, filled him with unfamiliarity and awe.
"The Little Roc King... actually didn’t die by his hand?"
At this moment, the arrogance once seen on Holy Feather’s face was gone.
She had once scorned the Little Roc King who was defeated by Su Changqing.
Thinking, this time she’d surely battle Su Changqing to avenge the Little Roc King.
However, when Su Changqing truly unleashed his power, she finally understood.
The Little Roc King, who survived Su Changqing’s hand, already had enough reason to be proud.
Don’t you see, Pan Yu, who is now an ancestor bear, shattered after merely blocking two axes.
In the demon court, a golden-haired Little Roc King quietly watched Su Changqing’s passionate battle.
His eyes held no fear, only the fervent battle spirit of the raging flames.
"You are stronger, how wonderful!"
"Defeating someone as great as you, truly is worthy of my transformed Roc bloodline!"
Su Changqing was very strong, so strong that many felt despair.
But no one knew, the Little Roc King who had undergone a rebirth was equally terrifying.
Now he was no longer just a golden-winged roc, but an ancient heavenly roc!
A supreme bloodline that fed on ’dragons’, whose terrifying divine techniques and spells were beyond others’ imagination as well.
...
At this time, in the Chaotic Forbidden Area.
The large batch of dark creatures quietly waiting, couldn’t help but turn pale watching the young man slay through the demon race.
They too were prodigies, but admitted facing this one, they had no chance of winning.
"This person... is very strong."
Even Amir couldn’t help but look solemn.
His heritage was extraordinary, with nine-tenths Dark Transformation and an undead aura.
But in terms of absolute battle power, Su Changqing completely overshadowed him.
He hadn’t imagined that the human race could produce such a terrifying genius.
"Indeed very strong, for the Divine Skill Realm to have such power is truly astonishing."
Wu Xiu also sighed, but then chuckled lightly and said:
"If it were after the four boundaries, I wouldn’t dare say what would happen, but this mere Divine Skill Realm..."
Interrupting his words, he looked at Amir with a smile and said: "Sir, it’s not difficult to kill him."
"Leaving other aspects aside, just the undead aura of darkness alone can wear him down."
To threaten darkness, only the power of the Divine Skill Realm could suffice.
Late Divine Skill Realm could already touch upon the Laws.
And only the Power of Laws on the continent could erode the darkness.
"Find him, kill him."
Amir watched Su Changqing for a long time, and said coldly:
"Such a person is too terrifying, he must not be allowed to grow."
Wu Xiu nodded heavily at the words, then hesitantly asked:
"Sir, both clans have suffered heavy losses. When should we ascend the platform?"
Amir smiled and glanced at the merging grand forces of Heaven and Earth,
"No rush, our unique platform hasn’t appeared yet."
Wu Xiu was stunned.
A platform unique to them?
Could it be... there’s still a dark Dao platform yet to emerge?
...
On the Scholar Dao platform.
The thunderous cries of battle had subsided somehow.
Led by Su Changqing, numerous Confucian cultivators charged into the Demon clan camp more than seven times.
The Demon clan was vast, but even they couldn’t withstand such attacks.
Against Su Changqing’s assault, no matter how sturdy the defense, it would collapse in an instant.
Without an army, how could the Demon clan withstand the likes of Su Changqing?
"Whew..."
Su Changqing stood with his axe, his chest heaving up and down.
His sharp gaze surveyed the surroundings; at that moment, there wasn’t a single demon on the Scholar Dao platform.
Those demons wanting to ascend for support turned away once they saw Su Changqing.
The Scholar Dao platform was indeed weak, now the weakest of the nine platforms.
Yet Scholar Dao was strong because Su Changqing had split the skies!
"Sword God Su..."
As Su Changqing was about to take a moment to cultivate, a somewhat timid voice sounded,
"Could you... possibly lend a hand to Sword Dao over there?"
"Over there... they’re barely holding on."
Su Changqing’s expression changed slightly, turning his gaze towards Sword Dao.
Sword Cultivators were already few in number; now, after continuous battles, their ranks dwindled.
Though aided by the Wu and Dao families, they were still on the verge of being overrun.
At this moment, even Ye Xiaoyi at the peak couldn’t sit still.
He gritted his teeth, turned around, intending to follow Su Changqing and join the battle for his own Dao.
But suddenly, Su Changqing’s voice resounded.
"Go back, I’ll handle this."
Speaking, Su Changqing left the Scholar Dao platform and headed straight for Sword Dao.
"Chang Qing, you..."
Ye Xiaoyi looked anxious; Su Changqing was exhausted after the intense battle.
Yet he still needed to aid Sword Dao, making Ye Xiaoyi feel troubled.
"I am the Sword God."
Su Changqing chuckled softly, saying, "Since I’ve received this honor, I ought to do something for Sword Dao."
At this moment, Sword Cultivators across the land held their breath.
If Sword Dao were occupied, they would essentially be abandoned by the era.
Su Changqing fought for Scholar Dao until nearly exhausted.
In such a situation, no one could ask more of him.
Yet nonetheless, Su Changqing resolutely ascended the Sword Dao platform.
This scene brought solemn expressions to Sword Cultivators worldwide.
No leadership needed; at this moment, Sword Cultivators everywhere simultaneously bowed in great ceremony,
"Sword God’s Righteousness!"
Earth-shattering voices echoed throughout the world.
Whether willing or not, Sword Dao practitioners must accept Su Changqing’s favor!
This was the savior of Dao!
Now, on the Sword Dao platform, the road behind was entirely blocked by demons.
Amidst this, Su Changqing, empty-handed and black-haired flowing, slowly ascended the platform.
Seeing this, the demons’ expressions changed drastically.
Just now, all had witnessed Su Changqing’s divine prowess.
"Hmph!"
Then, Saint Feather’s angry voice rang out, "He is exhausted, unable to fight anymore!"
"I want to see how long you, drained of strength, can battle!"
Upon hearing this, the Demon clan’s eyes lit up, looking at Su Changqing with growing eagerness.
"Indeed, my physical strength is lacking."
Su Changqing shook his sore arms, saying calmly:
"But don’t you know, Sword Cultivators rely more on Sword Intent?"
The demons shifted slightly; at an unknown shout, they surged forward simultaneously.
The dense crowd rushed in like a tidal wave, covering the sky, full of pressure.
Seeing this, Su Changqing lightly closed his eyes, fingers forming a sword, gently passing over his brow,
"Sword Emperor’s Intent, emerge!"
Boom!
With those words, an overwhelming Sword Intent erupted from Su Changqing’s body.
A purple-gold mark appeared on his brow, along with a Purple Gold Longsword entirely condensed from Sword Intent.
Su Changqing slowly opened eyes glowing with purple-gold light.
The noble and domineering aura surged, the Emperor’s will swept across, awe-inspiring.
This moment, the pinnacle of Sword Dao’s Emperor’s Intent reappeared!