Chapter 434: One Sword, Frost-Cold, Calms Ten Thousand Demons

“Those who bring chaos to the Three Realms—be slain!” As the True Martial Emperor’s chilling words fell,

the True Martial Cleansing Sword in his hand hummed, its cleansing aura engulfing the entire battlefield, causing the blood-red storm clouds above the Soul Sever Mountains to halt their churning.

Countless demon clans were pinned as if by an invisible giant hand, their bodies sinking into the earth, weapons slipping from their grasp, armor shattering in a continuous chorus of cracks.

The demon generals who had just been chasing down fleeing troops now lay face-down on the ground, foreheads pressed to the soil, daring not to lift their heads.

The name True Martial Cleansing struck deep into the hearts of all demons and monsters across the Three Realms.

At this moment, the cleansing sword aura stretched across heaven and earth, its killing intent utterly unmasked.

Though this sword aura targeted only the wicked demons,

even so, its presence froze every demon clan with dread.

On the mountainside, several Taiyi Demon Kings exchanged glances, their eyes filled only with relief.

Had they uttered even one more word of defiance moments ago, they would have had their skulls crushed by the Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign.

But now that the True Martial Emperor had arrived, the tide had turned—perhaps they still had a chance.

On the lone cliff, Su Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the colossal divine form towering over the heavens.

“So this is one of the Northern Pole’s Four Holy Emperors of Heaven? No wonder he’s called the Pillar of the Realm.”

Su Chen thought to himself.

The True Martial Emperor himself was at the peak of Great Luo Jin Xian, yet he bore the position of Northern Pole’s Heaven-Suppressing Sovereign, backed by Heaven’s divine path and cosmic order—his combat power rivaled that of a Semi-Sage.

At this moment, he was not merely wielding a sword—he was pronouncing Heaven’s judgment upon the demon rebellion in the Northern Continent.

In the center of the battlefield, the Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign straightened his body within the True Martial Emperor’s vast sword aura, his eyes filled with both fear and rage.

A dark blue-green glow flickered across his single horn, and the Great Luo cosmic laws on his body trembled violently.

“True Martial, don’t push too far!”

The Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign snarled through gritted teeth, “This is an internal matter of our demon kind—what right do you have to interfere?”

The Golden Roar Demon Sovereign stood beside him, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

He no longer carried his former composure; his golden robe was torn, and a shallow mark from sword intent lingered on his chest.

The mark was shallow, but the sword intent refused to fade, preventing his Great Luo Jin Xian body from healing within this time.

He was forced to channel his own Great Luo cosmic laws to suppress the cleansing sword intent.

The True Martial Emperor’s divine form turned slightly, fixing his gaze on the Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign.

“I may ignore demon infighting.”

“But if you damage the earth veins and endanger countless lives, I cannot turn a blind eye.”

The Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign’s face darkened; the Golden Roar Demon Sovereign froze.

They had not expected the True Martial Emperor to see through the problem of the Soul Sever Mountains at a glance.

The Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign suppressed his guilt and sneered, “What earth veins? The dark energy here has always been thick—what does it have to do with us?”

“Stubborn?” The True Martial Emperor raised the Cleansing Sword, its tip pointing toward the earth.

In the next instant, a muffled rumble echoed beneath the Soul Sever Mountains; streams of black dark energy burst from fissures in the ground, mixed with fresh demon blood and fragments of array patterns.

Su Chen activated his Dharma Eye and saw blood-red talisman lines buried deep within the earth veins.

The lines spread like a spiderweb beneath the mountain’s foundation, absorbing the blood flowing from the corpses of demons slain in battle.

“So that’s it,” Su Chen’s gaze turned icy.

The Demon Master Palace’s campaign was not merely about subduing the demon factions of the Northern Continent.

The Furious Rhinoceros and Golden Roar had forced the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance into battle here on the Soul Sever Mountains precisely to orchestrate mass slaughter.

They intended to let demon blood seep into the earth, forming a grand array, hoping to trigger an explosion of the earth veins—creating enough commotion to draw Heaven’s attention.

The True Martial Emperor looked at the two Demon Sovereigns, his voice turning colder.

“I give you one final chance: surrender, come with me to Heaven for trial, and you may yet have a glimmer of survival.”

The Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign threw back his head and laughed, his laughter shaking the ruined peaks into further collapse.

“To Heaven?”

“True Martial, do you truly believe you can cover the sky with one hand? Who stands behind me—do you not know?”

The Golden Roar Demon Sovereign spoke next, his voice laced with sonic divine art, attempting to shake the True Martial Emperor’s divine form.

“The Northern Continent is not your True Martial domain. You’ve guarded it for countless eons—what has it gotten you?”

“Our demon kind has lain dormant too long—letting the Three Realms forget our former glory.”

The True Martial Emperor did not grow angry; he merely glanced at them.

“Did Kun Peng send you here to die—and so you truly come to die?”

At these words, the Furious Rhinoceros and Golden Roar Demon Sovereigns froze in place.

The kneeling Demon Kings around them, upon hearing the name “Kun Peng,” were filled with horror.

Kun Peng—the ancient Demon Court’s Demon Master.

That name had hung over the heads of the Northern Continent’s demons for too long; many Demon Kings dared not even speak it aloud.

The Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign’s facial muscles twitched.

“Enough talk!”

He spread his arms, and the Azure Ox divine form surged skyward once more; the ten-thousand-zhang ox lowered its head, its horn aimed at the True Martial Emperor’s divine form, its hooves shattering the void.

The Golden Roar Demon Sovereign no longer held back—he transformed into a golden beast and roared.

This time, the sonic waves did not scatter—they coalesced into a single golden beam, striking straight for the True Martial Emperor’s third eye.

The two Great Luo Jin Xian demons attacked together—one struck the body, the other the primordial spirit.

The remaining demons on the Soul Sever Mountains fled the area immediately; such a level of combat meant even a glancing blow would shatter the soul.

The True Martial Emperor stood atop the heavens, not moving a single step.

He gripped the Cleansing Sword and swung it lightly downward.

A single blade of light—a frost-white radiance—cut across heaven and earth, splitting the blood clouds and shattering demonic energy.

The Azure Ox divine form collided with the blade; its horn shattered instantly. The golden sonic beam split cleanly in two, its residual force scattering as glittering fragments across the mountains.

The Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign screamed as his horn was sheared off by a single sword stroke; his body flew backward, smashing through three mountain peaks.

The Golden Roar Demon Sovereign fared worse—his right shoulder was swept by the blade, his flesh and blood reduced to pulp; his primordial spirit was wounded by the cleansing sword intent, causing his entire body to tremble with the threat of disintegration.

The two Great Luo Demon Sovereigns, working together, could not withstand even the True Martial Emperor’s casual strike.

The entire battlefield fell into deathly silence.

Tens of thousands of demons dared not speak; those Demon Kings who had just submitted to the Furious Rhinoceros and Golden Roar now held only one thought.

We surrendered too soon—we’ve been royally screwed.

Will the True Martial Emperor execute us as accomplices on a whim?

Su Chen watched that single sword stroke, his eyes shimmering with light.

True Martial’s strike was devoid of flourish—its sword intent pure, the very essence of “Cleansing Demons” laid bare in that one blow.

“If I didn’t activate the Chaos Nine Revolutions, could I have blocked this strike?”

The thought flashed through Su Chen’s mind, then was swiftly suppressed—such comparisons were meaningless.

He redirected his focus back to the Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign.

The Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign crawled from the rubble, his chest heaving, his eyes now blazing with madness instead of fury.

The Golden Roar Demon Sovereign staggered to the ground, staring at the True Martial Emperor, his face twisted with terror.

“True Martial!” the Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign suddenly grinned, “You’ve forced me to this!”

A talisman ignited on his forehead—a dark red mark resembling a closed eye.

The Golden Roar Demon Sovereign’s forehead bore the same talisman.

The instant the talismans appeared, their faces contorted; their Great Luo primordial sources surged uncontrollably toward their foreheads.

The Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign looked down at his body—his skin swelled, veins bulged, his entire demonic blood flowed toward his forehead, sucked dry by the talisman.

“No!”

The Golden Roar Demon Sovereign shrieked, “Demon Master! Not now!”

The Furious Rhinoceros Demon Sovereign realized too—his fear drowned out his madness.

But it was too late. The two eye-like talismans opened simultaneously.

They were sacrificial talismans.

“Ahh!”

The Furious Rhinoceros and Golden Roar Demon Sovereigns writhed in agony as their Great Luo Dao Fructifications were forcibly ripped from their bodies and absorbed into the talismans.

Then the two talismans merged into one, transforming into a crimson beam that shot straight down into the depths of the Soul Sever Mountains.

The True Martial Emperor’s face darkened at the sight—he made no hesitation, hurling the Cleansing Sword from his hand.

The ancient sword became a silver divine dragon, streaking toward the crimson beam.