Chapter 852

Before the youth in green robes.

The three alien imperial princes stood respectfully, yet with a hint of fear, showing none of the bloodthirsty fervor they had displayed while leading their imperial guard in a ferocious charge just moments ago; they were impeccably polite.

By comparison, the three imperial princes seemed like people from a virtuous household, law-abiding citizens.

"He... is so terrifying..."

"He is simply a pervert; just looking at him makes one's scalp crawl..."

In the legion channel, someone drew a sharp breath, feeling this pressure was more frightening and chaotic than that of the Dao Children of the Nine Great Immortal Sects.

The Shadow Demon Dao Child, Brother Brother Xuanwu the Dao Child, the Ten Thousand Beasts Dao Child, and others were always bloody and cruel, their methods ruthless, yet in front of this person, they all seemed almost amiable.

"... Clearly, he usually appears to be a rather shy and polite person..."

Another petite female cultivator spoke; she was Liu Xiong's colleague, had once been a counselor at Qingfeng University, and knew him from the school in ordinary times, finding it hard to accept such a contrast.

"I knew it long ago."

"After all, the Great Sun Sword Child's nature is just like this..."

Liu Xiong rolled his eyes: "If you want to experience it, give up your Immortal Sect status, and you probably will; I suspect he would just slap some charge on you and kill you on the spot."

"It wouldn't go that far..."

The petite female cultivator shrank back.

Only upon truly seeing the Great Sun Sword Child on the battlefield would one know that the many cruelties and bloodshed recorded in Immortal Sect history were not only not slandered, but actually restrained.

"Soul Search?"

"This, I cannot comply with!"

The Jiao Mingyu Imperial Prince's expression changed, revealing anger in his eyes: "The soul is the foundation of my being; how can it be easily given to others? Sir, do not speak of this again."

"If Sir wishes to understand my Horned Demon Imperial Clan,"

She did not turn hostile; her expression softened somewhat: "Wait until we have spent more time together in the future, once we are familiar, everything will be known naturally; why be so impatient for the moment?"

"At that time, our two families could achieve mutual benefit and win-win cooperation in trade, far surpassing fighting and killing."

"Mutual benefit, indeed."

Jiang Ding nodded, smiling: "The Immortal Sect also loves peace, dislikes fighting and killing, never provokes trouble on its own, and its reputation is known to all in the Realm."

"Then you..."

The Jiao Mingyu Imperial Prince was slightly pleased.

"Then now,"

"We need to discuss the matter of your attack on Immortal Sect citizens, which posed a threat to their lives."

Jiang Ding gripped the sword hilt and drew it out bit by bit.

"Three Dao Friends, you are new here and may not know the local customs of the Immortal Sect; it is fine, I can explain them to you."

"Cultivators from outside the Realm who attack Immortal Sect citizens,"

He stared at the three imperial princes.

"Are guilty of a capital crime!"

Clang!

Boom!

Amidst the sound of the sword singing,

Amidst the thunderous roar of the super-battleship Great Sun's cannons!

An invisible sword light surged forth!

Her speed was unparalleled; from the perspectives of the sword light and the soul, the heavens and earth, the universe, all things, even the sound of the wind and the gleam of blades, everything slowed down, taking a long time to move even a tiny bit.

Only the figures of the three imperial princes could barely maintain normalcy, yet their bodies also became slow.

Even a disabled person could easily place a sword upon them; this was different from facing the Nine Great Dao Children.

"You seek death!"

"Damn slave!"

The Giant Axe Imperial Prince erupted in fury.

He no longer pretended; blood-like flames burned across his entire body, and his hundred-zhang tall figure's momentum and pressure suddenly surged.

He stepped forward actively, integrating the three imperial princes and the nine thousand Horned Demon Imperial Guard into a three-hundred-zhang chaotic space.

Vajra Indestructible, offense and defense as one!

The blood-red giant axe in his hand was raised high and cleaved downward, gathering the power of the multitude and the power of the chaotic space into a single point, shattering the heavens and earth.

Even if an Immortal Palace stood before him, it would be split apart by a single axe strike.

"Kill!"

At this moment, the Giant Axe Imperial Prince, following the instinct born of the ultimate body refinement, even though he could not see the light or the sword, still gathered all his power to strike at the inch of space before his brow.

Ding!

Amidst the clash of blades and sword lights, space collapsed, and under the blood-red giant axe, a blue-gold flying sword truly appeared, revealing itself from the unknown and breaking free.

"Hahaha, damn ant, you have finally revealed yourself..."

The Giant Axe Imperial Prince laughed wildly, then suddenly his eyes widened in rage.

Boom!

A terrifying power erupted between his giant axe and the sword blade.

This power was so immense!

It made people terrified and puzzled; clearly, this was a tiny flying sword only three inches in size, insignificant compared to his hundred-zhang long, hundreds of thousands of jin heavy, inherited Imperial Gold, and smelted with countless heavenly treasures and earthly gems, the embryo of an Imperial Weapon.

Such a tiny flying sword should clearly rely on lightness and agility, speed; a head-on clash should not be its battlefield, yet—

Boom!

Crack!

Under the horrified gaze of the Great Axe Imperial Son, the great axe collided with that tiny flying sword. A terrifying force transmitted through, as if the entire world had collapsed. The arms gripping the great axe snapped clean in a crack of bone, bone splinters piercing through flesh and blood, and the shattered bone along with the blood-red great axe were sent flying backward.

"Ah!"

The burly Great Axe Imperial Son screamed, vomited blood, and retreated violently, his aura withered, both arms hanging limp.

At the very instant of his grievous wounding, the three thousand Imperial Race Forbidden Guards under his command—each one a peak Jin Dan cultivator with a trace of Imperial Race bloodline in their veins, immensely powerful, famous figures even within a small realm—at this moment, a thousand of the Imperial Race Forbidden Guards instantly exploded without a sound into a mist of blood and shattered bone, their souls utterly destroyed.

The remaining two thousand Imperial Race Forbidden Guards each vomited blood and were gravely injured.

Not only they, but the Ming Yu Imperial Son and another Imperial Son, struck by the aftershock of the combined attack, likewise retreated several li, horror on their faces.

One person alone!

A single strike alone!

The Ming Yu Imperial Son revealed a look of terror.

No wonder those nine foreign-race Imperial Sons did not pursue them at all; it turns out such a terrifying Imperial Son existed here!

"You are weaker than I imagined."

"I smell the aura of a bloodline on you, an aura similar to that of demon races."

Jiang Ding lightly stroked the sword hilt.

"Are you Dao Sons who grew naturally by relying on a bloodline?"

"If so, it's not strange. Relying on a bloodline, limited by the bloodline, no matter what, you cannot compare to a Dao Son who rises from the very bottom, bit by bit accumulating magic power, tempering spells, refining magic treasures, and groping their way upward."

"Even the Shadow Demon Dao Son, if he ascended to peak Jin Dan, could slaughter any one of you."

"Fellow Daoist Ming Yu, you say you are only a trivial figure among the Horn Demon Imperial Race?"

Jiang Ding Zi murmured.

"I hope that is true."

"If it really is so, then I may even have hope of breaking through above Lian Xu."

"If all Imperial Sons were as weak as you insects, that would be what truly frightens me. I fear that in this life I would never be able to break through Lian Xu."

"A great opportunity!"

Hum!

Heaven and earth suddenly dimmed. Whether the light of the world, the light of spells, or even the light on the scales of the Horn Demon race and on their weapons—all vanished, plunging into utter darkness.

Immediately after,

From the canopy of the sky, one thousand and twenty-four Dai Sen sun light beams descended, bright yet dim.

One beam calibrated, and one thousand and twenty-three beams unfolded in sequence like a Kong Que spreading its tail, transforming into barriers of light grilles, enclosing the three great Imperial Sons and the eight thousand Imperial Race Forbidden Guards.

Under the terrified gaze of all, the light-grille barriers rapidly shrank.

"Ah!"

"Ahhhh…"

Piercing screams rang out. Flesh and blood turned to white ash in swathes, mixed with the molten metal of treasured weapons refined into liquid iron, raining down upon the earth.

(End of this chapter)

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