Chapter 1347: Chapter 1343: Carefree in the Mortal World (Grand Finale)_2
"This, this is the true face of Nine Heavens Mountain?!"
"The once Ten Lords Manor, to flourish to such an extent, the ancient texts were true after all. No, they didn’t even begin to capture the true splendor of Ten Lords Manor!"
"The foremost sacred land of all times, no wonder!"
The world gasped in endless astonishment.
And those few descendants of Nine Heavens Mountain were even more stunned, finally all kneeling in unison toward the direction where Shi Xiaole was, touching their heads to the ground, crying out, "We welcome the Great Manor Master Ancestor!"
By now, how could they not have guessed Shi Xiaole’s identity?
Shi Xiaole rushed towards the heavens, releasing a demonic and wild aura that enveloped the entire East Victory world. Under this aura, the Unparalleled Supreme’s legs went soft, his eyes flashing with an indescribable terror.
At this moment, Shi Xiaole was unfathomably more powerful than just moments ago. This Great Manor Master from the ancient histories was a thousand times more terrifying than legend had it, how could such a person exist in this world?
Bang bang pound...
A great battle unfolded in the infinite void; this was the third time in thirty thousand years, only this time, it was the Supreme Evil Devil Path that caused the trouble.
This battle was incredibly fierce; any burst of energy released could destroy half of the East Victory world. Many Supremes were shocked to discover that the Great Manor Master’s prowess did not pale in comparison to the Sword Emperor and Lord of Life and Death.
After three days and nights, Shi Xiaole emerged victorious.
"Lord of Demons!"
Four words came to the minds of the people, but none dared to speak them aloud.
The next moment!
An aura of the Supreme Sword Way, an aura of Supreme Life and Death, both exploded from Shi Xiaole’s body, mixed with the Supreme Devil’s aura, forming a world-destroying power that made the endless void crack everywhere.
"What?!"
The East Victory world fell silent, all the warriors were dumbfounded, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Could it be that the Sword Emperor and the Lord of Life and Death, those who made staggering impressions with their brief appearances, were also this great figure standing tall in the void before them?
One person bearing three Supreme Paths was truly unprecedented, the first in ancient history!
The union of three paths, Shi Xiaole’s momentum climbed ceaselessly, reaching the ultimate pinnacle of his life, the entire East Victory world filled with thunder, yet it remained hidden and did not strike.
Because Shi Xiaole had already entered the infinite void. He took a step, space reversed, and a few 2-hour periods later, he found himself overlooking a battlefield standoff.
One side consisted of three people, while the other side was a lone figure; the four individuals’ auras were far superior to that of the Unparalleled Supreme.
Sensing a powerful enemy approaching, all four looked over.
"Son, you’ve finally arrived!"
Shi Xuanzhong’s weary face revealed a rare smile.
In these three hundred thousand years, he’d clashed countless times with three extraterrestrial powers, winning some and losing others, but he had managed to hold them off. In fact, Shi Xuanzhong had been gradually exhausting his strength and without any reinforcements, he could hold out at most for ten thousand years.
"Father, I apologize for the long wait."
Scenes flashed before Shi Xiaole’s eyes.
Only today did he understand why, during that visit to Rainbow State, he had an ominous premonition when going to see Shi Xuanzhong.
It was because both he and his father were sons of an entire realm. When two such sons meet, calamities are bound to happen!
He and his father’s avatar, National Master of Zrin Kingdom, had an encounter which pulled the latter into the chaos of the void, narrowly escaping death.
He met his father, and his father vanished from the world for three hundred thousand years, while he himself almost perished.
Although there were reasons for everything, who could say it wasn’t the workings of fate, as decreed by the heavens?
Luckily, Shi Wuyou was born early, disrupting the destiny of a realm’s son; otherwise, he and Shi Wuyou could not have coexisted.
As for now, with Shi Xiaole’s realm, he naturally did not need to fear such things anymore. Thinking of this, he bellowed, "Father, today you and I will join forces to slay these three here, to end the gratitude and grudges of sixteen worlds."
With a wave of his hand, the Supreme Life and Death Path infused into Shi Xuanzhong’s body, rapidly healing his wounds, causing the three extraterrestrial powers’ faces to darken immeasurably.
"Hahaha, my son far surpasses me!"
Shi Xuanzhong burst out with an aura almost as mighty as Shi Xiaole’s, for over these three hundred thousand years, he too had learned much through battle.
"Plus us, his sisters."
"Brother Shi!"
In a crisp voice, two petite figures, one red, one white, appeared beside the Shi father and son, shockingly the very Xiaohong and Beigong Shiling who had departed years ago.
Their true identities were ancient Supremes, preceding even the era Shi Xuan belonged to by over a hundred thousand years, and were already masters of the Supreme Great Path at that time; alas, the ancient histories were shattered, with almost no record of them.
The two sisters, although they had attained invincible powers, seemed to have made some error, their memories unable to recover; they looked just as they had years ago, and even their gazes towards Shi Xiaole were unchanged.
Four Semi-Broken Level powerhouses joined forces, suddenly putting the three extraterrestrial powers on both the offensive and defensive.
The individuals’ power was inherently inferior, and they were at a numerical disadvantage, so within just a quarter of an hour, they were successively blown apart, scattering as droplets of blood rain.
This blood rain, as if drawn by some force, vanished without a trace.
"Hahaha, many thanks!"
The laughter thundered across the sky as a figure suddenly materialized in the endless void, clad in dust-free white robes, his face exceedingly handsome, his terrifying aura seeming as though it could crush the world.
He looked at the group of four with a teasing gaze, like a cat playing with a mouse.
"Should I call you Qi Muchu, or should I call you Dao Jisheng, or is there another name?"
