Su Changqing held the Purple Gold Divine Sword, surrounded by Sword Intent that filled the sky.
His expression was calm and indifferent, an overwhelming and terrifying pressure sweeping across the land.
The person was still the same, but now Su Changqing surveyed the gathered crowd like an emperor.
"Emperor... Emperor’s Aura!"
The advancing demon clans halted in their tracks.
They exchanged glances, eyes filled with fear and awe.
This sudden feeling resembled subjects meeting their sovereign, brimming with helplessness and dread.
The Emperor’s Aura at the pinnacle of Sword Dao!
Only by facing Su Changqing now can one understand how terrifying that pressure is.
Not just anyone can be called a Sword God.
"What are you waiting for! Kill him!"
As silence enveloped the heavens and earth, Sheng Yu’s furious shout echoed again.
Su Changqing was indeed exhausted, a perfect opportunity to attack.
If they waited for his recovery, it would become even tougher!
"Kill!"
At Sheng Yu’s words, the demon clans clenched their steel teeth, roaring to overcome their fear, charging once more!
Divine Secret Techniques arose, countless demons instantly enveloping Su Changqing.
Seeing this, the present Sword Cultivators rushed forward to support Su Changqing.
Just at this moment, a solemn and calm voice rose from the center of the demons.
"Mountains and Rivers, appear!"
Boom!
In that instant, a soaring Sword Intent erupted from the center of the demons.
The purple-gold Sword Intent pierced sky and earth like a long rainbow, endless Sword Intent weaving within the void.
In but a brief moment, a Map of Mountains, Rivers, and the Land drawn entirely by Sword Intent emerged from the heavens.
The vast landscapes, Sword Intent raging, crashed down as if the sky itself had fallen.
"Dodge!"
The demon clans were shocked and shouted in fear, but it was too late.
The vast mountains and rivers fell from the void, transforming into endless sharp Sword Intent erupting from the demon group!
Noble purple-gold light drowned the area like a tidal wave.
One after another, demon spiritual minds vanished into specks of light.
The once-crowded stage cleared once more, Su Changqing stepped out wielding his sword, gazing toward the horizon.
"Retreat or not."
The calm yet oppressive voice caused everyone at the pinnacle to fall into silence.
Though they stood at the peak, looking at the youth seemed like gazing upward.
Su Changqing silenced all with his terrifying battle prowess.
The strength, unreasonable and dominant, couldn’t be matched by deities.
Currently, many cultivators remain among the demon clans.
In terms of numbers, the demon clans still held an absolute advantage.
But now, who dares to say the Human Race will lose?
Su Changqing alone protected two lines of heritage, fought the demons away from advancing even a single step.
This invincible momentum excited the Human Race and made the demon clans tremble.
Yet Sheng Yu looked downward, unwilling to concede.
Such a perfect chance to overthrow the Human Race, disrupted by Su Changqing.
She could still order an attack, but what was the point?
The Alchemy Dao was protected by both Buddhist and Military paths, unbreakable in a short time.
The Confucian and Sword paths were not to be mentioned.
The demons on these paths were almost scared out of their wits by Su Changqing.
Even if the battle continued, wearing down Su Changqing, the demons had little hope of capturing these stages.
"If you remain stubborn, I will march onto your demon stage!"
Seeing Sheng Yu remain silent, Su Changqing spoke with a chilling gaze:
"I may not reach the top, but tell me, can I drag you down?"
The present demons and Sheng Yu changed their expressions.
Su Changqing’s terrifying battle strength was evident to them.
If Su Changqing acted recklessly, directly stormed the demon clan, he might truly break through and forcibly drag Sheng Yu down.
Sheng Yu, the Demon Emperor’s daughter, would be humiliated by being driven off the stage before all!
"Princess..."
Some demons expressed urgency, opening their mouths but withholding words.
Sheng Yu glared at Su Changqing, face turning ashen, fists loosening then tightening.
She did consider retreating.
But saying it herself and admitting under threat were two different concepts.
She wished to fight, but seeing Su Changqing’s calm, direct gaze, couldn’t help but feel a chill inside.
"Hmph!"
After a long pause, Sheng Yu reluctantly humped angrily, "The Heavenly Dao ultimately favors your Human Race!"
"But next time, you won’t be so lucky!"
"Retreat!"
The gathered heard this, humans and demons alike, exhaling in relief.
Continuing the fight, neither race had certainty of victory.
Though the outcome wasn’t perfect, both races could accept it.
"Su Changqing!"
After the demon clans retreated, Sheng Yu glanced at Su Changqing, speaking in a mocking tone:
"You saved the Human Race, but ruined your own future."
Pointing to the sky above, where the impending fusion of fate occurred, she laughed:
"As the vast fortune merges with the body, you’re afraid not to have the privilege."
"You can only watch us gather the supreme divine forms of the world!"
The present Humans fell into silence.
The strongest genius of the Human Race couldn’t receive the Heavenly Dao’s blessing.
This was a truly ironic scene.
Even at this moment, Su Changqing couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
Missing the dispersal stage meant his breakthrough attempt for divine forms would take a very long time.
Not just that, the substantial resources needed for the breakthrough must be acquired anew.
"Where to find resources? Imperial Tomb perhaps..."
Su Changqing’s face reflected contemplation, pondering his next steps.
But suddenly...
Boom!
The immense fortune gathering all the world’s heritage atop the sky trembled fiercely at an impending unification.
Nearby, the void tore open with a giant rift.