Chapter 1284 - 1276: The Shangguan Family
Dream’s Edge!
The thirty-seventh-ranked power in the Xuan Universe, masters of the Dao of Dreams, killing people without a trace.
Its Dream’s Edge Master’s strength had even reached the Peak of the Unity Realm Stage!
Barring accidents, his whole life would stop at the Unity Realm Stage, with no fate to break through to the rule domain.
After all, he was already old. Even if he went to the Tianhe Universe to be a slave or servant, no one would want him. In the Tianhe Universe, rule domain experts were few, but Unity Realm Stage experts were as common as cattle.
So now, only one path lay before the Dream’s Edge Master: to follow the White-Robed Sword Lord.
No.
More accurately, to become the White-Robed Sword Lord’s slave!
He had already made up his mind. Once they invaded the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens, he would hand over all the Hongmeng Purple Qi they seized to the White-Robed Sword Lord, in exchange for the qualification to become a slave.
If what the Dream’s Edge Master was thinking were known by the other Martial Artists, most of them would feel nothing but desolation.
They would probably never imagine that a lofty Unity Realm Stage Martial Artist would rack his brains just for a single slave quota.
"Kill!"
"Seize the Hongmeng Purple Qi!"
The other powerhouses from the top forces of the Xuan Universe roared in fury and followed behind the Dream’s Edge Master, launching their attacks.
And for them to act was more out of helplessness.
The White-Robed Sword Lord had put it nicely: as long as they made a move, he would owe them a favor. But what would happen if they did not act?
The White-Robed Sword Lord had not said!
But they had no choice but to think in the worst direction.
If they did not act today, then when the White-Robed Sword Lord escaped danger, what might await them would be extermination of their entire sect.
Karma!
If they could not form good karma, then most likely it would become evil karma!
"Fourteen Unity Realm Stage Martial Artists, nearly a hundred Dao Saints—let’s see how you stop them?"
The White-Robed Sword Lord looked at Zhao Yun and the Five Generals, not in a hurry to act himself, and spoke with a cold laugh.
Zhao Yun did not reply.
But he did not try to stop the Dream’s Edge Master and the others either.
Their mission was to pin down the White-Robed Sword Lord. As for the others, someone else would naturally deal with them.
"Make your move!"
In the Imperial Capital, within the imperial palace, Qin Wudao saw the many powers joining forces and did not panic, nor did he show fear. He calmly gave the order.
"As you command!"
Liu Bei, Sun Quan, Mencius, Yu Qian and the other ministers saluted, then turned into streaks of flowing light and shot into the starry sky.
"After this battle, only the final decisive war will remain. Let there be no accidents."
Watching his ministers depart, a terrifying killing intent flashed in Qin Wudao’s eyes. Imperial Will soared to the heavens, suppressing the cosmos.
The heads of seven Unity Realm Stage Martial Artists had failed to intimidate the forces of the Xuan Universe.
Then add fourteen Unity Realm Stage experts to that, and the Xuan Universe’s second-ranked prodigy as well; that should be enough to make most forces shy away.
Next, the Qin Dynasty only needed to be wary of the forces ranked in the top ten of the Xuan Universe, and the Immortal Treasure Pavilion!
"Immortal Treasure Pavilion!"
Qin Wudao leaned sideways against the imperial throne, his fingers tapping the armrest, softly murmuring a line.
Only, within that voice was a terrifying majesty.
No one knew what attitude he held toward the Immortal Treasure Pavilion.
Outside the Great Wall.
Liu Bei and Sun Quan were the first to join the battlefield. The two held battle swords and, borrowing "Divine Command," unleashed Rule Power. With every rise and fall of their blades, heads flew from their shoulders.
In the blink of an eye, the heads of six Unity Realm Stage Martial Artists had been severed, blood dyeing the starry sky.
"This..."
The other Unity Realm Stage Martial Artists were aghast, fear filling their hearts.
"My lord, I was just passing by. I’ll leave right now!"
A Unity Realm Stage Martial Artist hurriedly begged for mercy, the desire to retreat rising within him.
"Since you’ve come..."
"Don’t leave!"
Liu Bei shook his head with a faint smile. He raised his battle sword high and brought it down hard; another Unity Realm Stage Martial Artist’s head flew.
Boom!
At this moment, Yu Qian, Mencius and the other powerhouses also charged into the battlefield. Endless killing intent surged as terrifying Hongmeng Dao laws crisscrossed, sweeping everything before them.
In their hands, the Dao Saints and Quasi-Saint Martial Artists from the major top forces were as fragile as cattle and sheep, easily slaughtered.
They had no power to resist.
In the blink of an eye, over twenty Dao Saints and more than six hundred Quasi-Saints lay dead in pools of blood.
"In the end, this old man chose wrongly!"
Looking at the corpses strewn across the ground, the Dream’s Edge Master’s expression was somewhat dazed. His beautiful dream of reaching the rule domain had not even begun, and he had already awakened.
He had not woken from sleep, but had been doused awake by blood!
Swish!
The blood-soaked battle sword came down.
The Dream’s Edge Master, who had just awoken from his dream, fell into eternal sleep.
The slaughter outside the Great Wall was extremely lively, making the Qin soldiers on the wall brandish their weapons and cheer loudly.
But on another battlefield, it was deathly quiet.
"I did underestimate you all."
The White-Robed Sword Lord glanced at the great battle outside the Great Wall, no fear on his face. He then looked at Zhao Yun and said, "But you still can’t kill me!"
"Want to try?"
Zhao Yun raised a brow slightly, gauging what trump cards the White-Robed Sword Lord still had.
During the fight, he had already learned that the White-Robed Sword Lord was the Xuan Universe’s second-ranked prodigy and also a reserve Disciple of the Shangguan Family of the Tianhe Universe, with a lofty status.
"Haha!"
The White-Robed Sword Lord laughed loudly, taking an ancient jade out of his robes and crushing it forcefully.
Boom!
The instant the ancient jade shattered, a supreme Sword Intent shot into the heavens. Above the Xuan Universe, it transformed into an azure sky and a sea of swords.
The sky was formed of Sword Qi!
The sea was also condensed from Sword Qi!
Azure Heaven Sword Sea!
This was the signature sword art of the Shangguan Family!
Every member of the Shangguan Clan, no matter their talent or birth, had to learn this sword art. It was said that once cultivated to great completion, a single sword could annihilate an entire universe.
"I pay my respects to Deacon Cloud Sword!"
Seeing the Azure Heaven Sword Sea above his head, the White-Robed Sword Lord’s face filled with respect as he bowed deeply.
The azure heavens churned, the sword sea roiled.
Countless strands of Sword Qi emerged, forming a hazy human figure, clad in white robes, face indistinct, hands clasped behind his back, exuding a mighty aura.
With his appearance, the Xuan Universe violently trembled!
Innumerable Great Daos emerged and prostrated themselves in the starry sky, bowing toward where the white-robed figure appeared, like ministers to their sovereign!
He stood there quietly, and the place where he stood became the center of the universe.
"Why have you summoned this deacon?"
The white-robed figure was named Shangguan Yunjian, a deacon of the Shangguan Clan, his cultivation at the early stage of the rule domain. His main duty was to search for prodigies in lower universes and recruit reserve disciples.
Within the Shangguan Family, he did not count as any great character.
But in lower universes, he was a heaven-reaching figure, someone whom countless Peak of the Realm Unity experts scrambled to curry favor with.
"Deacon, this Disciple has discovered a second-grade divine item in the Xuan Universe and wishes to offer it to you, but has been obstructed by barbarians..."
The White-Robed Sword Lord replied with utmost respect.
"A second-grade divine item?"
Shangguan Yunjian raised a brow, looking at Zhao Yun and the Five Generals, then at Liu Bei, Sun Quan and the others. Divine light blazed in his eyes, as if countless worlds were being born at once.
When he saw Zhao Yun and the others, a word surfaced in his mind.
Geniuses!
Peerless prodigies!
Heaven-defying talents who could sweep across all ages!
"With so many geniuses, this deacon’s time has finally come!"
Shangguan Yunjian was wild with excitement. He could not even imagine what generous rewards he would receive if he brought Zhao Yun and the others back to the clan.
But soon, his expression turned cold. Rule Power surged and spread out, enveloping the surrounding starfield.
"You dared bully a reserve Disciple of my Shangguan Family. Your whole world deserves slaughter. This deacon can give you a chance to live, but you must join the Shangguan Clan!"
Resounding Dao sounds shook the world!
They were filled with a sense of being aloof and above all.