Slaying an Imperial Clan member? Meng Tianzheng’s words were not loud, but they struck like thunder across the heavens, shaking hearts and minds with their terrifying implications.
For countless years, who could harm an Imperial Clan? They were an undefeated race, the very symbol of invincibility!
Of course, ordinary people never encountered them. They remained hidden in their ancestral lands for hundreds of thousands of years, few in number, secluded in deep cultivation.
Only when faced with an unstoppable enemy would the other clans summon them forth. Yet in this era, such a situation had almost never arisen—until Shi Hao’s battles beyond the frontier provoked the appearance of a so-called “young lord,” and now, an Imperial Clan Supreme.
“Hahaha…” The Imperial Clan member laughed, his towering figure clad in black armor, indistinct as if standing at the edge of the world, yet exuding an overwhelming presence. His laughter surged like monstrous waves, causing every warrior on the battlefield to tremble, their bodies on the verge of bursting apart.
Fortunately, he restrained his power—otherwise, even the millions of troops from the foreign realm would have been devastated.
“Never has anyone dared to speak to me like this. Let Chi Pu see just how capable you are!” the Imperial Clan Supreme, Chi Pu, declared coldly.
*Clang!*
A chilling gleam flashed as a pitch-black weapon appeared in his hand—a celestial halberd, its metallic aura suffused with killing intent.
*Crack!*
With a single step, the heavens and earth trembled. The halberd swept out, black mist swallowing the sky and engulfing the desert, as if an ancient demon lord had awakened, bringing unparalleled terror.
Within the black mist, the icy halberd clanged, its strikes capable of severing souls.
*Hum!*
As the halberd swung, its metallic shaft quivered slightly, causing the void to explode like chaotic thunder, instantly turning the desert into a frozen hellscape.
In an instant, black mist surged beyond the realm, dragging down celestial bodies in a sight that shook all who witnessed it.
The halberd struck horizontally, causing stars beyond the realm to tremble.
*Swoosh!*
Meng Tianzheng drew his sword, its dull blade suddenly blazing with radiant light. A divine rainbow shot forth as he clashed with Chi Pu, slashing toward the celestial halberd.
*Clang!*
The entire battlefield quaked. The desert churned, waves of sand crashing into the sky, scattering clouds and tearing open the void with countless fissures.
Thankfully, the others were experienced in the brutality of frontier warfare. Other Supremes intervened, blocking the shockwaves—otherwise, the consequences would have been dire.
Banners were hurled out one after another, sealing off the area. The destructive force of their clash was too immense.
Clearly, this celestial halberd was no ordinary weapon. Engraved with immortal runes, it was a treasure that would ascend in rank the moment Chi Pu stepped into the immortal realm.
*Clang! Clang! Clang!*
Sparks flew as Meng Tianzheng wielded his sword against Chi Pu. The two exchanged thousands of strikes in an instant, their movements like lightning, locked in a deadly dance.
*Clang!*
The sword trembled, tearing through the void to pierce toward Chi Pu’s brow, aiming straight for his divine soul.
*Clang!*
Chi Pu flicked his finger against the sword’s edge, producing a deafening sound. A blinding radiance erupted, accompanied by three thousand chains of divine order.
The defenders on the Imperial Pass shuddered. Chi Pu’s fingers were unbelievably hard—how could any being dare to clash directly with the sword?
“Severing Immortal Finger!” a foreign Supreme exclaimed, his eyes blazing as he watched intently.
The Severing Immortal Finger was a legendary ancestral technique, infamous in the foreign realm for its ability to slay even immortals. Though fragments of it had spread beyond, only Chi Pu’s lineage possessed the complete method—a supreme ancestral art!
*Boom!*
In the distance, the Ironblood War Banner fluttered violently, still seeking to sweep across the battlefield, but it was blocked by the Cosmic Pouch.
“Meng Tianzheng, do you still dream of taking Shi Hao back? Impossible!” a Supreme from the depths of the desert sneered.
*Crack!*
The cosmos trembled as an immense suction force swept across the battlefield, threatening to swallow everything within.
A scroll unfurled, bathed in immortal light—the Ten Realms Diagram manifested, covering the entire desert.
“You dare!”
In that instant, the Ten Realms Diagram activated, instantly capturing countless warriors. Figures were flung into the sky, drawn into the diagram.
*Bang!*
From the foreign realm, a shattered violet-gold hammer and other broken artifacts flew forth, suppressing the Ten Realms Diagram.
On the Imperial Pass side, the Greenwood Elder and others sighed. Though they had expected this outcome, disappointment still lingered.
The foreign realm had brought remnants of immortal artifacts to counter such attacks.
With a flick, the Ten Realms Diagram expelled the thousands of beings it had captured, their bodies exploding into ash in midair.
Such was the might of a supreme treasure—unparalleled!
*Rustle!*
The Ironblood War Banner and the Ten Realms Diagram retreated, hovering above the Imperial Pass forces, shielding them. The warriors felt warmth in their hearts—even in such dire moments, Meng Tianzheng still sought to protect them.
The violet-gold hammer and Cosmic Pouch hovered on the opposing side, poised to strike at any moment.
“Meng Tianzheng, I will send Shi Hao away first. You can die slowly,” the Supreme from the desert said coldly.
Then, everyone saw a prison cart slowly moving, carrying Shi Hao—bound in chains, locked within a cage—being taken away.
Though it seemed slow, the cart traversed the void in an instant, vanishing beyond the horizon.
“Shi Hao!”
Qing Yi, Chang Gongyan, Tianjiao Ant, and others had long since arrived outside the Imperial Pass, eager to fight. Yet all they could do was watch helplessly.
Under the setting sun, the world was bathed in crimson. A lone youth, shackled and imprisoned, grew ever more distant, leaving only a fading silhouette.
Finally, Shi Hao was gone.
Many roared in fury, but the outcome was unchangeable. Shi Hao had been taken beyond the final abyss, into the foreign realm’s territory.
*Roar!*
Meng Tianzheng let out a deafening roar that shook heaven and earth, causing stars beyond the realm to shatter. He gazed toward the horizon.
On the ground, immortal artifacts glowed, swiftly shielding the army.
Even so, some collapsed, bleeding from their orifices, unable to withstand the pressure and terrifying sound waves.
*Pop!*
In areas not fully protected by the artifacts, some exploded outright, their bodies reduced to mist.
Yet earlier, Meng Tianzheng’s shoulder had already been struck by the halberd, blood spraying from a deep, bone-revealing wound.
“It seems you care deeply for that youth. As a Supreme, to be distracted and unsettled—this is unbecoming,” Chi Pu remarked coldly.
As he said, how could a Supreme make such a basic mistake?
“Kill!”
Meng Tianzheng uttered only this word, thrusting his sword forward.
Divine light surged as the gates within his body opened. He unleashed every secret art and divine ability at his disposal, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.
Meng Tianzheng erupted with power, his hair wild, his body bloodied, like a peerless war god. His battle aura surged, shaking the cosmos.
*Pop!*
At the climax of their battle, Meng Tianzheng’s sword slashed Chi Pu’s arm, causing blood to gush forth—nearly severing it.
“How is this possible? He can wound an Imperial Clan? In this era, there should be no such person!” The foreign realm’s warriors were stunned, their pupils contracting.
Shi Hao was one thing—he was special. But how could Meng Tianzheng be so terrifying as well?
“Kill!”
Chi Pu roared in fury. Since becoming a Supreme, he had never been injured. Emerging from his clan’s ancient lands was meant to intimidate the Imperial Pass.
Yet now, he was wounded.
The two clashed fiercely, soaring into the heavens, shattering stars as they battled across the cosmos.
For a moment, the starry sky dimmed.
Then, it blazed anew—stars shattered as the two burned their divine energy in a desperate struggle.
*Swoosh!*
Suddenly, as they descended from the heavens back to the desert, a divine rainbow streaked forth—too fast, accompanied by fragments of time, surpassing all limits of speed.
*Pop!*
Unavoidable. The strike pierced Meng Tianzheng’s back—a spear over ten feet long, emerging from his chest, drenched in blood.
A Supreme had ambushed him, standing in the desert, hurling the spear at the perfect moment.
“Supreme Darknight!” someone gasped.
A notorious assassin among the foreign Supremes, feared for his ambushes, had struck again.
Chi Pu frowned slightly but said nothing, merely intensifying his attacks.
“Grand Elder!”
“Senior Meng!”
Many cried out in horror, their hearts in their throats, fearing his demise.
*Roar!*
Meng Tianzheng roared, and the spear was expelled from his body, exploding midair in a shower of blood.
“Kill!”
At that moment, Meng Tianzheng sheathed his sword and drew a dark-red longbow. With a wave, his spilled blood coalesced into arrows in his hand.
*Boom!*
The sun and moon dimmed, the heavens and earth lost color. As the bowstring drew, the cosmos seemed on the verge of collapse, fissures spreading everywhere.
*Swoosh!*
A crimson arrow shot forth, streaking toward Supreme Darknight.
*Pop!*
A shocking sight unfolded—Supreme Darknight, frozen midair, could not evade. The arrow pierced his brow, exploding his skull. A Supreme had fallen!
The heavens and earth manifested omens, as if mourning the death of a Supreme.
No one had expected this outcome!
“That’s the weapon Brother Meng used in his youth!” the Greenwood Elder exclaimed.
The other Supremes were equally stunned.
In his youth, Meng Tianzheng had sought to forge his own path, but an accident at the critical moment left him half-crippled for years.
His weapon then was the Ironblood Longbow, infamous for its overwhelming killing intent. Like him, it had been half-destroyed.
Rumors claimed the bow’s slaughter had angered the heavens, cursing Meng Tianzheng with misfortune.
For the bow demanded rivers of blood—and often the life of its wielder.
Yet now, after all these years, the bow had returned—Meng Tianzheng’s first weapon.
“This weapon is cursed—it kills men, kills earth, kills heaven, kills immortals, kills even its master. I cannot control it. Today, you will pay with your lives!”
Meng Tianzheng roared.
*Swoosh!*
The bow bent, the string trembling as a blood arrow shot forth—forged from Meng Tianzheng’s essence—exploding the heavens!
“You!”
Chi Pu, alarmed, activated his treasures, defying fate as he clashed with Meng Tianzheng.
*Crack!*
A supreme shield shattered. Chi Pu was stunned—it had been on the verge of becoming an immortal artifact!
*Pop!*
Simultaneously, an arrow shattered one of his arms.
He was shocked. In that moment, his body had slowed—only his arm could react. Had it been anyone else, they would have been frozen.
“Activate the immortal artifacts!” another Supreme shouted.
But the Imperial Pass forces mobilized the Ironblood War Banner and Ten Realms Diagram, blocking the assault.
“Kill!”
Meng Tianzheng roared again, drawing another arrow—this time forged from a radiant drop of blood drawn from his heart.
*Pop!*
The Supreme who had called for the artifacts exploded before he could act.
But Meng Tianzheng staggered, his face pale—the cost was immense.
*Swoosh!*
Once more, he drew the bow, another drop of radiant blood forming an arrow, aimed at Chi Pu.
“I said it before—for millennia, the Imperial Pass has lacked a head. We need one from your so-called Imperial Clan to honor our fallen. Lend me yours!”
Meng Tianzheng bellowed.
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