Chapter 138: Chapter 138

The prodigies watching from the sidelines each let out a wail of despair!!

On the ground, Su Zheng’s gaze flickered unpredictably, while behind him, the Snow Dragon Cavalry stood motionless, calm and composed.

The entire Tianhuo Domain suddenly boiled over.

Those towering pillars of light that pierced through heaven and earth began to tremble, as flames of destruction burst forth from within them.

Even the smallest sparks were enough to ignite an entire mountain range nearby.

Countless pillars exploded with a thunderous roar, tens of thousands of raging demonic flames poured down mightily. Beneath the dome of heaven, above the sea of flames, everything trembled at this very moment!!

“Annihilation!! Annihilation!!”

Boundless despair spread across the Tianhuo Domain.

Whether cultivator or mortal, all stared hopelessly at the heavens, at that apocalyptic scene, as fear surged over their hearts like a crashing tide.

Outside the Tianhuo Domain…

A woman in Daoist robes frowned slightly as she looked at those towering pillars of light.

“The Heaven-Vault Fiendfire Grand Formation… The Wang family has truly been driven to such desperation…”

“This domain… is finished!!”

“I originally thought to form good relations with the Su family, so that within the Boundless Sea we would have a powerful ally. But now…”

“Beneath the heavenly dome, above the demonic fire, all shall be extinguished… Even if that Su patriarch possesses heaven-defying means, there is still the risk of death. Even if he survives, he will surely be grievously wounded.”

“Alas… This time, with the Supreme Academy joining my Myriad Dao Academy in venturing into the Boundless Sea, without the aid of the Su family… our academy’s inheritance of ten thousand years… may well be destroyed…”

A trace of sorrow surfaced on the woman’s face.

Yet just as she turned to leave—

She suddenly seemed to witness something inconceivable.

Her autumn-water eyes widened, her small cherry-like lips opened without any regard for composure.

“This… this is… How could this be possible!!”

“Heavens!!! The Su family must be befriended at all costs!!”

“If the Su family is willing to aid me, then even offering up everything, so be it!!”

In the Western Buddhist Kingdom.

A young novice monk was slowly taking form within a lotus blossom.

Seated before him was a young monk who appeared barely eleven or twelve, with red lips and white teeth, and a crimson dot on his forehead.

Though he looked so young, none within the Buddhist Kingdom dared to belittle him.

For he was this generation’s Buddhist Patriarch, the sole figure qualified to speak on behalf of the Buddhist Kingdom with the Daoist Sect’s Book-Flipping Master.

“Amitabha, I am Heaven’s Mandate!! How dare the Su family act with such audacity!”

“Three years hence, I shall personally spread the radiance of the Buddha upon the Su family!!”

The novice monk reborn from the lotus cursed resentfully.

“Wu XIn… you are becoming attached to form…” The Buddhist Patriarch shook his head slightly.

“Master, you mean to just let it go??” Wuxin looked at him.

The Patriarch sighed softly.

Both of them turned their gaze toward the Northern Wilderness.

The novice monk trembled all over, staring at the terrifying sight before him, sensing that all-too-familiar aura.

That aura had once filled him with boundless terror.

“It is… the Su patriarch!!”

“Amitabha… The Sword Emperor walks the world, and all heavens revere him…” The Patriarch did not answer, but a flicker of dread passed through his eyes.

Wuxin shuddered violently: “A hundred years hence… no, five hundred years… Forget it… When I gather all fragments of Heaven’s Mandate, I swear… I swear… I swear I will hide as far away as possible!!”

Though born under Heaven’s Mandate as the chosen Buddha-child, Wuxin, contrary to his earlier bold words, now gazed at the skies with nothing but dread and fear.

Within the Daoist Sect.

The Book-Flipping Master stared at the heavens, laughing madly, gulping down mouthfuls of wine.

“Hahahaha!!! I bet right, I bet right!!”

“Little Fortune, following such a figure is beyond your blessing, but even following just his descendants will benefit you immensely!!”

“Hahaha!! Rise of Buddhism through Heaven’s Mandate? Extinction of Daoism? Heavenly Secrets, your prophecy, I will shatter it!!”

“All who wield the sword under heaven call him Master, and the myriad Dao of the heavens revere the Sword Emperor. I must be worthy of bowing once to him!”

Having spoken, this terrifying figure known as the Book-Flipping Master bowed slightly.

Huaxu Jingfeng gazed at the horizon, his eyes calm yet tinged with faint shock.

“With a single sword… even a Venerable cannot escape!”

“After thirty thousand years, who would have thought the world would once again see the birth of a Sword Emperor!!”

“The Su family has truly stunned the world… From here on, the rise of Great Qin and the Su family cannot be stopped.”

“With the great era approaching, the Burial-Immortal Land and the Boundless Sea will emerge into the world. Such a power must be befriended…”

So Jingfeng mused inwardly.

Suddenly, he recalled something familiar about that surname.

His unfilial daughter seemed to have once fled beneath the Northern Wilderness… into a small Su family.

“No, impossible…” Jingfeng shook his head in denial.

That Su family was as small as ants; even a horse-tending servant at the Heavenly Origin realm nearly wiped them out.

How could such an insignificant family be connected to such a terrifying power?

If his daughter had married into such a force, why would he ever have stopped her??

“Unfilial daughter… the sin of fleeing marriage you committed… let your wayward daughter bear the punishment in your place!”

Within the Tianhuo Domain.

A strange silence had descended.

Everything here seemed frozen; space and time itself pressed pause.

The raging flames halted, the collapsing pillars went still.

Expressions of fear and despair remained etched on the faces of the young prodigies; mortals and cultivators alike stayed in the very posture of flight.

The entire world resembled a monochrome ink painting stripped of color.

Only one figure in black robes stood proudly there.

In his hand, he casually held the Ultimate Emperor Weapon, boundless imperial might and Dao force roaring madly.

Beneath the hidden sheath of the Cangxi Ancient Scabbard, that aura quivered, ready to erupt.

“Sword… Twenty-Three!!”

This was the first time Su Zhou swung this Emperor Weapon.

In that instant, the world in his eyes became incomparably clear!

All in this world are but dust; only I am the immortal among mortals!

In that moment, endless insights surged into Su Zhou’s mind from the Great Luo Sword Embryo.

It was as if something shattered.

With Su Zhou’s sword strike, in the blink of an eye, the entire Tianhuo Domain was enveloped in an unseen world.

One sword falls, the Sword Domain descends!!

With that strike, it was as if everything was drawn into a world of swords.

From sword intent comes sword fruit; when sword fruit is perfected, the Sword Domain is born!!

Among all realms, fewer than ten had ever reached such realization. And those who wielded the sword were universally revered as disciples, all calling him… Emperor!!

That sword fell ethereal and illusory, yet everything within its domain was severed into nothingness.

But to others, not even half a breath had passed.

Su Zhou hadn’t even drawn his sword. He merely stood there.

The complex formation patterns vanished, the annihilating flames dissipated, the imprisoning pillars scattered…

Everything seemed like a dream.

As though all before had been false, and the so-called Heaven-Vault Fiendfire Grand Formation never existed.

The crowd looked at one another in confusion, not knowing what to do.

They hadn’t even had the qualifications to witness that sword.

At this moment, Wang Tianfang’s breath was like gossamer. He had utterly destroyed everything of himself, yet in his final moment he still saw Su Zhou’s sword clearly.

“Sword Emperor… hahaha, how laughable, that I dared attempt to threaten a true Sword Emperor…”

“The Wang family… is nothing but a joke…”

With a self-mocking laugh, Wang Tianfang’s body turned to dust.

On the ground, the Snow Dragon Cavalry quickly reacted, surging forward to attack the Wang family.

But before they could strike, a dull-eyed youth was already standing before the Wang family’s gates.

“The Heaven-Vault Fiendfire Grand Formation? I know it too…”

In the next instant… the entire Wang family was sealed within the very formation they themselves had created earlier.

At this moment, the outcome was sealed.

The Wang family of the Tianhuo Domain was erased from history, while the name of the Su family would henceforth be engraved upon the hearts of all great powers.

[Ding!!! Congratulations, Host, for completing the family mission!!]