Remould the Glory of Sword Art

The night sky of the Third Realm was torn apart by golden rays.

The commotion at Qi Blue Mountain was truly immense.

Those Great Divine Power users who came to the banquet sent out their Divine Thoughts, gathered their forms, and came nearby to observe.

"What’s happening?"

"The Saint Prince and Nether Sea are fighting?"

Peacock Venerable, Master Ni Yu, Silver Moon Great Venerable... arrived at Qi Blue Mountain in mere breaths, suspended above the Heavenly Peak.

They were the guests.

And tonight’s farce was indeed a private affair of Great Ape Mountain, even as Yang Gods, they were not inclined to interfere.

Of course.

They had no intention of intervening at all.

"It’s just half of the talisman formation shattered..."

Silver Moon Great Venerable crossed his arms, enjoying the spectacle: "I thought they were really fighting!"

"It doesn’t look like it’ll stop here."

Peacock Venerable solemnly judged.

The atmosphere at Qi Blue Mountain remained tense.

The Saint Prince and Nether Sea were at sharp odds, both releasing Dao Domains—

One shone golden like the great sun, the other was the deep blue like an eerie abyss.

The Fighting Path surged like golden waves!

The Saint Prince wielded the Spirit Sun Rod, aiming it at Nether Sea. Despite several realms of difference between them, he showed no fear... The Fighting Path was where the stronger the enemy, the stronger I become!

Boom!

Void shattering!

Nether Sea Venerable expressionlessly took action, extending a palm resolutely, more determined than before, now that Qi Blue Mountain was being watched by Great Divine Power users. His palm pressed down on the shoulder of his unruly nephew, attempting to make him bow his head.

Dharma Appearance Summoning.

A pitch-black Great Ape appeared behind Nether Sea Venerable.

The palm raised a forceful wave, more vigorous than the previous Fighting Path—

"Yang God Seventh Realm."

Xie Xuanyi squinted his eyes, seeing through Nether Sea’s realm.

"Improved once more."

Cui Zhen also gave a high praise.

He lowered his voice and spoke gravely: "Back during the Southern and Northern war’s eruption, Nether Sea had already cultivated two Taoist Intents: [Dark Sea] and [Earth Abyss]. After years in retreat, his Taoist Intent should be even stronger than before..."

That palm’s force contained both the Dark Sea and Earth Abyss Taoist Intent!

The wave surged wildly.

The floor of the great hall atop Qi Blue Mountain shattered inch by inch.

The spot where the Saint Prince stood instantly turned into a hollow, he merely grunted, straightened his spine, and in the next moment swung the Spirit Sun Rod, golden light piercing the sky, straight against the descending giant palm, releasing a low soul-stirring collision sound.

But there was ultimately a gap between the two.

The giant palm slowly pressed down, the golden light collapsing bit by bit.

Anyone with discerning eyes could see.

The Saint Prince... was not a match for Nether Sea!

"The Saint Prince is about to lose."

Xie Xuanyi watched the scene, his face calm, but his Heart Lake held some doubt.

He understood the Saint Prince.

Though the Saint Prince loved battle, he was not reckless. The schemes against him in the Third Realm had been stirring for a while; why choose today to provoke Nether Sea Venerable at Qi Blue Mountain?

If he wanted a direct confrontation with Nether Sea himself.

Then... Nether Sea had hosted guests from Five-Colored Ridge last night as well.

Logically speaking.

Last night was also a good opportunity.

Taking a step back.

If he couldn’t win such a challenge, it would be meaningless.

If the Saint Prince couldn’t demonstrate power convincing everyone, then his appearance would be a failure.

Currently, dissatisfactions were emerging within Great Ape Mountain.

They longed for a stronger leader.

This leader... ideally would be the Saint Emperor.

If the Saint Prince was indecisive, unable to make decisions, and insufficiently strong.

Then...

Nether Sea would be a better choice.

"To take action?"

Cui Zhen stared at this scene, sensing the Saint Prince’s defeat, and quietly transmitted his voice.

Right now.

With many Yang Gods observing around Qi Blue Mountain, it wasn’t an ideal time to act, but surely... whoever attacked Nether Sea now, the Saint Prince would unconditionally assist!

However.

At that time, chaos would ensue.

Even the world’s most skilled Divination Master couldn’t predict the outcome of such an act.

"No, not yet."

Xie Xuanyi focused on the Saint Prince.

The Primordial Immortal Gold within his Heart Lake suddenly began to tremble. A strong intuition surged within his Heart Lake.

The Saint Prince still had a bottom card.

Just as the dark giant palm touched the Saint Prince’s shoulder.

A majestic sound exploded, a deep, resounding Yellow Bell and Great Chime sound instantly resonated to the nine heavens.

"!!"

"!!!"

The sound was so immense, echoing throughout the entire Third Realm.

The Yang God Great Cultivators watching near Qi Blue Mountain exposed expressions of astonishment.

Watch.

A golden talisman symbol ignited at the Saint Prince’s brow.

Next, a golden shadow rose behind the Saint Prince.

Though merely a faint shadow, the pressure and momentum overshadowed Nether Sea... The descending giant palm crumbled amidst the golden dharma aspect’s aura, dispersing into gray dust and fragments.

"..."

Nether Sea Venerable silently observed.

Xie Xuanyi watched the dignified and imposing Golden Ape Dharma Aspect behind the Saint Prince, his expression complex.

He had seen a similar dharma aspect during the visualization of [Primordial Immortal Technique], that was the Divine Image of the first generation Saint Emperor. The Golden Ape behind the Saint Prince was only slightly different in size; its aura was strikingly similar.

This was...

The Saint Emperor.

"The Saint Emperor!"

Ao Ying recognized the dharma aspect and called out softly.

The other Demon Cultivators in the hall naturally recognized the dharma aspect as well.

Qi Blue Mountain’s great hall fell into deathly silence.

This golden dharma aspect... throughout the Demon Country, throughout the world, known without doubt by all.

The Saint Emperor had not appeared in many years.

Not even the dharma aspect had been seen.

Upon reaching this realm, to manifest such a presence required merely a thought... and now, everyone finally glimpsed the legendary Holy Emperor.

"The Saint Emperor?"

Venerable Heavenly Phoenix’s face turned pale, incredulously staring at the magnificent dharma aspect.

He could never have imagined that tonight’s "farce" would culminate in this turn of events.

The Saint Prince directly summoned the Holy Emperor’s Dharma Aspect...

The intention of summoning such an aspect was blatantly evident.

The Saint Prince clearly wanted to tell the world.

This strongest fighter seated in retreat at Fighting Holy Peak had never left.

Though he hadn’t shown himself, he was intensely caring for his offspring.

"Boom..."

The myriad talismans at Qi Blue Mountain were directly shattered by the Holy Emperor’s dharma aspect’s pressure.

The grand dance of the Profound Lady tonight found its final curtain.

The Golden Ape Dharma Aspect perched atop the mountain peak just waved its sleeve, dissolving Nether Sea’s Dao Domain.

Seeing this scene, Nether Sea Venerable dared not rashly act.

He withdrew his hand, retreated to the hall’s dim corner, pondered for a long time, then spoke with furrowed brows.

"Big Brother?"