Master of Strange Dao

With the assistance of the new Emperor Qian, on the other side, the clash between the Divine Dragon Illusion and the gray-black sword light became increasingly fierce.

The invincible sword light pierced into the head of the Divine Dragon Illusion, traversing through its body, and with each advance, a portion of its power was consumed.

However, with the sharpness at its extreme and the added killing intent, transforming the sword domain into a sword, there was virtually nothing in this world that could match it head-on.

That is called using one's weakness to attack another's strength.

The collapse of the Divine Dragon Illusion was a foregone conclusion, even if the new Emperor Qian was assisting remotely with all his might, it couldn't hold against Old Emperor Qian's own willingness to let things fall apart.

In the Daqian Palace City, the new Emperor Qian felt it most distinctly.

The moment he sensed Old Emperor Qian's willingness to let things go, he knew what Old Emperor Qian intended to do.

That old bastard intended to sever his connection with Daqian completely, to face everything with a purely cultivator's body.

As the emperor of the Divine Dynasty, even if he abdicated while still alive, it was impossible to completely sever this connection.

He just couldn't mobilize the power of the Divine Dynasty to the extreme like the current Emperor Qian.

This imprint, this connection, was something he himself could not shake off.

The new Emperor Qian sensed clearly, even knowing that Old Emperor Qian was sure that his filial son, upon sensing that Old Emperor Qian was in extreme danger, or even when the national destiny of the Divine Dynasty was triggered to protect him, would certainly come to his aid.

The result was that by using another's hand, he severed the connection with the national destiny of the Divine Dynasty, yet with the new Emperor Qian's hand, he ensured that he himself would not truly be killed by a single sword.

The new Emperor Qian knew all this but still decided to take action.

He knew that his father would never gamble on the risk of truly being killed; even if he did not take action, his father would not die.

He was even more unwilling to see Old Emperor Qian become completely free.

Daqian was the strongest support but also the strongest shackle; indeed, every citizen was a shackle.

"Father, I am the most filial, I would never watch you get hurt..."

The new Emperor Qian's smile twisted slightly as he grinned humorlessly, extending a hand to form a seal, and fiercely struck his own chest with great power.

His chest split open, ribs breaking.

He gritted his teeth and grabbed his own heart with one hand, squeezing it forcefully as drops of golden blood, as if costing nothing, gushed out, directly falling onto the Daqian Jade Seal.

The new Emperor Qian's complexion instantly turned ashen as a corpse, his breath plummeting by a small realm.

"Father, I am the most filial... ha... hahaha..."

With the new Emperor Qian's heart blood poured forth regardless of the cost, on the other side, within the territory of Daqian, strands of glaring brilliance, tinged with red amidst the gold, suddenly emerged.

The gray-black sword light, which had pierced through and shattered the Divine Dragon Illusion, severed the connection between Old Emperor Qian and the national destiny, was about to pierce Old Emperor Qian's illusion when at that very moment.

An ominous brilliance, tinged with gold and red, met the gray-black sword light, which was already at the end of its strength.

There was no violent collision this time; instead, both sides annihilated each other, disappearing without a trace.

There remained only an illusion of Old Emperor Qian, the map of Daqian beneath his feet slowly receded and disappeared.

The Divine Dragon on his golden robe also vanished without a trace.

In the Gang Wind Layer.

Everything seemed still for a long time.

In a moment, everything resumed its flow.

The roar of the female Ba drifted from afar.

Han Dong held his sword in one hand, pointing distantly at Old Emperor Qian, an expression of shock in his eyes.

Old Emperor Qian's brow bore only a small bloodstain, yet he still wore a smile, glancing in the direction of Daqian.

Everything was almost as he had anticipated.

To shake Han Dong's mind was indeed too easy, drawing him out in such a situation to strike with all his might was just as easy.

His son's talent was truly terrifying, even so strong that his talent threatened to crush his realm.

At that time, he knew that one day if he wanted to sever his connection with Daqian, without opening the path of the Tenth Tier, only Han Dong in the world could achieve it.

His own power bore too deep an imprint of Daqian, he could not achieve it himself.

But after so many years, he finally discovered that Han Dong's sword was even stronger than he had imagined, condensing the sword domain into a sword even at the mere Ninth Tier.

So strong that the Sword Heart moved first, a near-instinctive peak sword, likely capable of actually cutting him down.

This represented a loss of control.

He wouldn't gamble on such matters; what he sought was within his control.

So Qingping went to make a probe, thus giving him confidence.

There were no surprises here, yet on the side of the new Emperor Qian, there was a slight surprise.

His filial son not only went all out but even risked his realm falling to assist him.

Old Emperor Qian merely felt a slight surprise, without feeling anything amiss.

The former Crown Prince might not have acted this way, but the new Emperor Qian, after ascending the throne, was benevolent and exceedingly filial.

Old Emperor Qian did not think there was much sincerity in it, but to solidify his rule, with the former princes still present, at least doing so now was no problem.

Old Emperor Qian even saw it as correct, newly ascending to the great treasure, when the Supreme Emperor's authority was still formidable, his current strategy was the safest choice.

In enacting such a play, no one could challenge his throne anymore.

No matter who it was, they had to praise.

The price paid was merely a fall in realm.

Even if Old Emperor Qian understood that this time he had not been severely injured and had severed his ties with the national destiny, due to the new Emperor Qian's excessive effort, only the Divine Dragon disappeared from his golden robe, but the robe itself remained.