Chapter 1026: Chapter 1025: Sweeping Across All Enemies (End)_1
"Kirin, by being so stubborn and ruthless, aren’t you afraid you’ll drag Nine Heavens Mountain into an endless abyss? Your friends, your woman, they’ll all die because of you!"
Of the forty-three Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors, only a few remained in the blink of an eye; of the five top Earthly Realm Martial Emperors, only the Floating Leaf Martial Emperor was left gasping for breath, his body covered in wounds, as he shouted hoarsely.
"Aren’t they already implicated? I can’t believe an Earthly Realm Martial Emperor would say such idiotic words."
As Shi Xiaole spoke, he killed another man, his blue robe unstained by blood.
The Floating Leaf Martial Emperor’s expression changed several times, and he transmitted a message secretly, "There’s still time... as long as..."
Boom!
Shi Xiaole didn’t listen to his nonsense and directly threw an Eye-catching Tribulation at him. Unprepared, the Floating Leaf Martial Emperor was greatly shaken, especially since his body had already been severely damaged from the continuous use of secret methods, and even the circulation of his Vigorous Air was hindered.
"Formless Sword."
A sword light pierced through heaven and earth, shot forth with unrivaled power, and penetrated the body of the Floating Leaf Martial Emperor.
"You, you will die. Everyone you care about will die, and they’ll die miserably, for sure!"
In his dying moments, the Floating Leaf Martial Emperor left behind his most vicious curse. That deep-seated hatred lingered in the night sky, long unable to dissipate.
"Powerless wretches can only comfort themselves with such words. Go die."
With a flick of his finger, Shi Xiaole crushed the Floating Leaf Martial Emperor’s last breath, and his body exploded in the air.
The remaining three, mere ordinary Earthly Realm Martial Emperors, fell to Shi Xiaole’s effortless strikes within a dozen moves. Along with the Dragon Origin Emperor dealt with by Zhang Xiangfeng, the invasion of the Forty-three Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors into Nine Heavens Mountain had ended in their deaths.
Woo...
The night wind was not cold, yet everyone’s body was frigid, cold to the depths of their souls.
It was hard to imagine that one individual’s combat prowess could be so high, truly earth-shattering, groundbreaking. Looking back thousands of years or even looking forward thousands more, you probably wouldn’t witness such a battle, such a person.
In the recorded history of the East Victory Continent, there had never been such an absurdly terrifying event!
One man, one legend.
"Kirin" Shi Xiaole!
This name, carrying a hint of ease, cuteness, and entirely lacking in heroism, would from now on, become the nightmare of countless people in Martial World, equated with a god or demon not to be provoked.
The name might not sound imposing, but the man certainly was.
Undoubtedly, this battle would cause a seismic stir in Martial World, and it wouldn’t be long before it spread across the whole world.
In the past, the death of a single Void Origin Realm Martial Emperor was a monumental event; the sudden death of forty-three of them in one night, by the hand of one man, would be impossible not to cause a sensation.
"Five great monsters, with Kirin at the helm, there really is no misnaming, only mistitling. Today I have truly witnessed it," muttered an elder from Heaven and Earth Surprised Swan Castle.
There’s never a ’strongest’, only a ’stronger’, but in the elder’s eyes, he truly couldn’t think of anyone in this world with greater aptitude and talent than Kirin.
Such thoughts shouldn’t be entertained, for there’s always someone better, a basic common sense. Especially at his level, he knew all too well the vastness of the world. Yet, Kirin’s brilliance made the elder doubt such common sense.
The other Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors from Heaven and Earth Surprised Swan Castle looked at each other, utterly speechless. There was nothing to say; anything would be superfluous.
"Even Young Master pales in comparison," said a man in a black veil hat from Carefree Unmoving City, his expression complicated.
He was originally a close guard of Mu Ling, and had only left his side by command due to Mu Ling’s stubborn decision to rescue Gui Zhihang.
In his heart, Mu Ling was someone he watched grow up, and no one understood better than he how extraordinarily talented the young master was. But Kirin’s performance now surpassed even the young master’s, leaving no room for rebuttal.
Elsewhere, a middle-aged man was hidden among the crowd, his gaze falling on Gui Nanyan, Gui Fuling, and Gui Zhihang within Nine Heavens Mountain, lingering before finally moving away.
"With such a friend and the support of Nine Heavens Mountain, if they can survive the upcoming tribulations, their future will be bright, far brighter than if they stayed with the Gui Family. I’m relieved."
With a relieved sigh, the middle-aged man took one last look at the young man in green standing on the peak and stealthily left with a smile.
"Is it over just like that?"
The many experts of the Ai Family felt as if they were dreaming.
In Xuanwu State, their Ai Family was one of the very few forces that supported Nine Heavens Mountain. They had thought this disaster was inescapable; who could have guessed that Kirin would resolve it all by himself?
Certainly, the top-tier forces wouldn’t let this go easily, but by the time they reacted, Nine Heavens Mountain would surely have prepared countermeasures. With Kirin’s prowess, it might not be long before he could stand against the top forces. By then, who would dare to move against Nine Heavens Mountain?
And as long as their Ai Family could hold on, they would inevitably soar to great heights by relying on the might of Kirin and Nine Heavens Mountain.
A good wind needs no urging, it will send me soaring high!
At this moment, many of the Ai Family’s senior members and juniors, who had harbored grievances against Ai Renxiong, found themselves with complex feelings, unable to articulate them.
"You, immediately return to the Ai Family and report tonight’s events to the patriarch, leaving no detail out," commanded Ai Yinglong.
Before coming, he had discussed various scenarios with his father, covering all bases. However, they had never considered what to do if Nine Heavens Mountain emerged victorious, as the situation at the time made it seem impossible.
"Wait, let us go together to see Lord Shi."
Ai Yinglong took a deep breath and addressed the remaining people.
"In front of everyone?"
An Ai Family Elder hesitated.
"Now everyone knows that the Ai Family has firmly chosen Nine Heavens Mountain. Since that’s the case, let’s just make it clear to the entire Martial World."
Everyone knew that this involved taking a stance, and the Martial World strongly disliked ambiguous loyalties; it would please neither side. The fact that someone could make such a firm decision at this moment won them a second look from many, surprisingly without any objections.
Because the Ai Family had no choice.
In contrast, the forces from Xuanwu State felt an uneasy sense of impending doom. The Kirin had won, damn it, he had actually won. How did he manage to do that!
Now, with the experts from the six top forces killed off, it would take them months to regroup and formulate a response.
During this time, it would be enough for the Kirin and Nine Heavens Mountain to take their revenge dozens of times over. By then, who could stand in their way?
None!
"Quick, go back and discuss countermeasures!"
"Let’s go!"
Groups after groups left hastily, each with a look of terror on their faces, fearing they would be singled out if they lingered any longer.
"Shi Xiaole!"
Wu Siming’s expression had returned to normal, but his face was very pale, his eyes dim. Qiu Yuchu could see clearly that the man who yearned for her so desperately had an unprecedented sense of helplessness in his eyes.
No wonder. With an opponent like Shi Xiaole, who wouldn’t feel powerless? To be born in the same era as him was the fortune as well as the tragedy of all the young prodigies.
"I must have my revenge. I will have it."
Wu Siming chanted silently in his heart.
He had watched his beloved grandfather, who from a young age had cherished him, die before his own eyes, even without leaving behind his remains or last words. Only the fear and resentment his grandfather felt before death remained forever etched in Wu’s memory.
Feuds and revenge killings are common in the Martial World.
But why, why did his grandfather have to die? Clenching his fists, Wu Siming left without a word, not even acknowledging Qiu Yuchu, whom he had idolized as a goddess.
"Where are you going?"
Huan Yundu asked, sensing something different about his rival.
"To a place where I can become stronger. My grandfather’s death cannot be in vain," Wu Siming coldly sneered. "Of course, you can also tell the Kirin, so he can kill me and eliminate the potential threat."
Huan Yundu said nothing. Wu Siming just kept walking forward until he disappeared into the crowd.
Qiu Yuchu could only sigh deeply.
The commotion here did not attract anyone’s attention, because all eyes were trained on a figure in the distance, and the scene was filled with noise.
"From today on, the Kirin should no longer be called the Kirin, but rather, the Young Sword Emperor."
"What, the Young Sword Emperor?"
"Right, there have already been rumors that in the once in ten thousand years’ splendid era, there will be individuals like the Saber Lord and Sword Emperor. Don’t you think, the chances of the Kirin becoming the Sword Emperor are very high?"
"That’s true. If the Kirin continues to grow at the current rate, the title of Sword Emperor will most likely be his. With his age and power, in the Void Origin Realm, he absolutely deserves the title of the Young Sword Emperor!"
In the vast Martial World, there might be more sword practitioners than any other, and the difficulty of competing for the title of Sword Emperor among countless swordsmen is imaginable. But at this moment, virtually everyone was in favor of Shi Xiaole, indicative of the immense shock he had created.
As word of mouth spread among the crowd, the title of the Young Sword Emperor became more and more widespread.
Qin Xiangyu, Yu Zhao, Li Zifeng, Yu Wen Cang, and many others who had more or less interacted with Shi Xiaole, were all feeling an extreme sense of unreality at this moment.
Everything from the past seemed like just yesterday, but the young man in green robes, with his unchanging brows and even stronger aura, had already stood at the pinnacle of the Martial World, wielding his sword, truly unmatched among his peers.
As for everyone’s reactions, Shi Xiaole was completely unaware and did not pay much attention. After dealing with the Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors, he targeted the Array Masters from several top forces.
"Please, Sword Emperor, spare our lives!"
"The Sword Emperor is magnanimous, we had no other choice but to do those things."
Seeing Shi Xiaole approaching, the Array Masters’ legs went weak, and they repeatedly begged for mercy. Having witnessed Shi Xiaole’s methods, where would they dare to stand up against this fearsome figure? It would be as if they cherished death.
"Swear loyalty, and you can live."
Shi Xiaole said.
Ordinary forces in the Martial World, unless it came to a few die-hard loyalists and servants, no one would swear loyalty because nobody was foolish enough to bind themselves to one side forever.
The forces of the Martial World wouldn’t insist on such a thing either; if they did, hardly anyone would join. This was an unwritten rule of the Martial World.
But now, Shi Xiaole clearly didn’t give them room to consider.
The Array Masters, feeling helpless and without any alternatives, hesitated only for a moment. Faced with life and death, they finally chose to swear loyalty to Nine Heavens Mountain.
Of course, the reason they made their decision so quickly, aside from being compelled by Shi Xiaole’s ’overwhelming power’, was also due to the immense value that Shi Xiaole himself represented.
Deep down, they even felt somewhat fortunate that following such a person might lead to a better future.
