Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

As the son of the Mysterious Great Sword Saint, Wei Wenzheng naturally practiced the Great Freedom Sword Technique. The Mysterious Gold Holy Sword in his hand was no ordinary object—it was a Superior Grade Holy Artifact with immense power.

However, Su Han’s gaze was as sharp as a torchflame, allowing him to see that Wei Wenzheng’s Great Freedom Sword Qi was not profound. Perhaps his mind was filled with distractions, preventing him from achieving true Great Freedom. Despite this, the power of his sword strike was still immense.

The sword’s light howled, cleaving the firmament as if to split the sky in two as it descended upon the Great Elder with a deadly edge. The Great Elder’s expression turned grave. Not daring to be the slightest bit careless, he met the attack with his full might, unleashing a torrent of purple sword radiance that soared into the heavens.

BOOM!

A single clash between Saints made the heavens and earth seem to crumble. Clouds vanished in all directions, and space itself split open. The scene was terrifying, like the onset of an apocalypse, yet this was merely a probing strike from the two combatants.

"Mysterious Bright Sword Domain!"

Wei Wenzheng’s Domain expanded, instantly reaching a size of 6,000 meters and occupying half the sky. Within it, Spatial Force and the power of time flowed amidst countless crisscrossing streams of Great Freedom Sword Qi. The Great Elder did not dare to hesitate and deployed his own Domain as well, but it was noticeably weaker than Wei Wenzheng’s. As their Domains collided, a thunderous roar shook the heavens. Space collapsed and time distorted, as if two entire worlds were crashing into one another.

"Heavenly Rank Low Level Martial Skill: Great Freedom Sword!"

Wielding the Mysterious Gold Holy Sword, Wei Wenzheng’s Sword Intent surged and his Holy Might intensified. His aura soared as he executed the Heavenly Rank Martial Technique. Su Han had seen many Heavenly Rank Martial Techniques before, but most had been used by prodigies. Despite their innate talent, they were not Saints and could not unleash the true power of such skills. Now, however, Wei Wenzheng was demonstrating the true terror behind the "Heaven Rank" designation with the power of the Saint Realm’s Sixth Layer.

WHOOSH!

The very colors of heaven and earth shifted. Spiritual Energy roiled, and the entire world seemed to transform because of Wei Wenzheng. His Mysterious Gold Holy Sword became the sole focal point of existence. To harness the power of heaven and earth is the hallmark of a Heaven Rank technique.

CRACK!

Infusing the Mysterious Gold Holy Sword with his Sword Intent and Spiritual Energy, Wei Wenzheng drew upon the power of the world to deliver a terrifying slash. The Great Freedom Sword Qi howled and condensed, forming a 3,000-meter-long Sword Radiance. This beam was so solid it seemed forged from Holy Gold, resonating with a metallic clang rather than appearing illusory. The massive Sword Radiance descended, carrying the weight of the world with it and exuding immense pressure and a palpable sense of crisis.

"Heavenly Rank Low Level Martial Skill: Meteor Breaking Through Space Slash!"

The Great Elder also executed a Heavenly Rank Martial Skill. The sky instantly darkened as his Flying Sword, the Purple Crystal Holy Sword, transformed into a purple meteor. It streaked across the firmament, carrying the power to sunder reality and pierce the heavens, meeting the 3,000-meter Sword Radiance head-on.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

As the two men unleashed their full power, their Sword Radiance collided like two stars. Thunderous reverberations shook the heavens, and violent fluctuations ravaged the landscape. Space shattered inch by inch. Even Su Han and the others were affected, forced to erect their own defenses.

CLANG!

A clear, metallic ring echoed out as the Purple Crystal Holy Sword was sent flying backward. Although the Great Elder quickly regained control of it, the weapon vibrated violently, sending a powerful shockwave through him. He took a step back, his face turning pale.

Clearly, the Great Elder was at a disadvantage in this exchange. This came as no surprise to the onlookers; Wei Wenzheng’s strength was known to be superior to the Great Elder’s, so his having the upper hand was expected.

"Again!" Wei Wenzheng shouted. Though not lost to battle lust, his attacks were decisive and fierce. He was a seasoned warrior, after all, and would not give the Great Elder any quarter.

Soon, the two were clashing once more. Brilliant sword light crisscrossed the heavens while terrifying shockwaves destroyed the surroundings. Fortunately, they had ascended to a high-altitude battlefield; otherwise, the ground below would have already been torn asunder, its mountains and rivers shattered. Even so, that patch of sky was torn to shreds, riddled with spatial fissures as time itself was annihilated.

"Five Elements Sword Formation!"

Forced to retreat again and again, the Great Elder gritted his teeth and summoned four more Flying Swords. Using the Purple Crystal Holy Sword as the core, he rapidly established a Sword Array. The art of the Sword Array was a pinnacle skill of Nanshu Jian Gong, which the Great Elder had naturally mastered, and its power was immense. The five Flying Swords aligned, representing the Five Elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. The formation roared to life, tearing through space with enough power to slaughter the population of a great city or level an entire mountain range.

"Heavenly Rank Low Level Martial Skill: Carefree Sword!"

Wei Wenzheng remained undaunted, his Sword Intent and Holy Might surging. He raised the Mysterious Gold Holy Sword and once again unleashed a Heaven Rank Martial Technique. Wielding his blade, he resembled a carefree and unrestrained Great Swordsmaster whose peerless strike could slay demons and exorcise evil.

WHOOSH!

The attack was incomparably sharp, carrying an invincible Sword Intent as it crashed into the Five Elements Sword Formation.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The crowd saw only a shower of sparks and scattering Sword Radiance. The shockwaves rolled like a tide, powerful enough to shatter the heavens.

Wei Wenzheng and the Great Elder exchanged dozens of blows, shaking the very heavens and earth. Ultimately, the Five Elements Sword Formation collapsed; aside from the Purple Crystal Holy Sword, the other four Flying Swords were sent scattering, unable to reform the Sword Array.

The Thunderous Sword Saint’s face turned grim. He knew the Great Elder had already given his all, yet he was still no match for Wei Wenzheng. The outcome of this holy battle now hung by a thread. Although he had the strength to fight Wei Wenzheng himself, he was constrained by his identity and responsibilities as the Palace Master. He could only watch helplessly as the Great Elder was beaten back.

SPURT!

The Great Elder was continuously forced back, his face pale as he coughed up mouthful after mouthful of blood. His Holy Might was fading, and he looked frail, on the verge of collapse.

"Intermediate Grade Divine Power: Sword Pierce the Milky Way!"

Wei Wenzheng’s Holy Light surged, his aura overwhelming. As he executed the Divine Power Technique, his Sword Intent, Divine Sense, and Spiritual Energy all merged into the Mysterious Gold Holy Sword, transforming it into the very vessel of his will.

"Slash!" Wei Wenzheng roared, lunging directly at the Great Elder with the sword in hand.

"Intermediate Grade Divine Power: Sword Descends Upon Me!"

The Great Elder’s expression changed drastically as he sensed an intense, mortal crisis. Gritting his teeth, he pushed on, executing his own Divine Power Technique. His aura sharpened instantly until his entire being seemed to transform into a living blade.

In this moment, both Wei Wenzheng and the Great Elder were going all out, determined to settle the fight with this one final strike. Everyone watched unblinkingly, their hearts tight with anxiety, desperate to see the final outcome of the holy battle.

BOOM!

The figures of the two Saints were instantly engulfed in dazzling Sword Radiance. The surging energy tore through the heavens, making it seem from afar as if the sky itself had collapsed.

"Aaaargh!"

A blood-curdling scream echoed out. A figure, none other than the Great Elder, plummeted from the sky, scattering a trail of blood across the firmament.

His entire right arm had been severed. Blood poured from the grievous wound, where the shattered bone was starkly visible. The Great Elder was defeated.