Chapter 116: Witnesses of the Times (Thirteen)

The Heavenly Sword is the supreme realm of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land.
The Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, barely a century old, has comprehended the sword path of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land to such a degree that it truly puts the sword cultivators present to shame.
"Transforming oneself into a sword, my heart is the sword—this Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land has completely forged himself into a sword... It seems the Heavenly Sword Holy Land has spent considerable time researching the art of Soul Weapons over the years."
Su Chen narrowed his eyes. Back then, the Soul Weapon technique of the Imperial Sword Manor, which used a person to forge a sword, required a sword master to willingly annihilate their soul to create the sword. Now, under the improvement of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, it has evolved to this level, elevating the art of swordsmanship to a new height.
However... this method is also an extreme one; failure will lead to utter annihilation!
This Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land is very strong... truly worthy of being a prodigy of this era, his strength is comparable to a monster like Ling Wuyai. No wonder he had the confidence to be the first to challenge Wang Yunfei.
Two terrifying auras caused a sudden shift in the weather. The Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land unleashed a sword strike, and time and space seemed to freeze. The next moment, a sword appeared directly on Wang Yunfei's head.
Fast...it was incredibly fast. Su Chen sensed that this sword strike was far more complex than he had imagined.
Facing this sword strike, the golden divine runes on Wang Yunfei's forehead appeared. The next moment, Wang Yunfei moved. Without anyone noticing, he had grasped the sword's edge with one hand. Golden energy clashed with the sword's blade, and the indestructible divine sword, forged from ancient divine metal, creaked and cracked under Wang Yunfei's five fingers.
This scene sent chills down the spines of everyone present.
They truly felt the weight of the title "Young Emperor."
Monster!
Even Su Chen couldn't help but curse inwardly.
A born forbidden divine body, ancient pupil techniques, mastery of an unparalleled body-forging method, even vaguely touching upon the laws of nature... this person was practically born to suppress everything, without the slightest weakness. How could anyone defeat such a person?
The Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land unleashed a full-force sword strike, yet it couldn't even break through his defenses. How could he possibly fight? How could he contend with him?
The Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, who had been brimming with confidence, couldn't help but feel despair upon witnessing this scene. This was simply a monster...
"No... I don't believe it! In this era, you are invincible!"
The Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land roared, his entire body erupting with dazzling light. His powerful conviction surged, transforming into a sharp edge capable of severing everything. The divine sword, which was on the verge of shattering, shattered at that moment!
The Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, who had originally appeared as a young man, transformed into an old man with white hair. He struggled to look up, a few strands of hair falling, a drop of golden blood dripping from Wang Yunfei's cheek.
"You... are the first person to hurt me. Situ Jian, I will remember you."
Faced with Wang Yunfei's words, Situ Jian smiled, his body dissipating bit by bit like sand in the wind.
A peerless hero died, using his life's swordsmanship to unleash a single strike.
To prove that Wang Yunfei was not invincible.
Wang Yunfei's face remained expressionless, the scars on his face healing instantly. His brilliant golden eyes swept over the crowd below: "Those of you who wish to challenge me, come at me all at once!"
Situ Jian's full-force sword strike ignited a spark of fighting spirit within Wang Yunfei. He decided to give these people a chance for a truly satisfying battle!
If anyone else had uttered such words, it would have been utter arrogance. Who among them dared challenge Wang Yunfei without an invincible belief in their own power? However… the previous two battles had taught them that Wang Yunfei's strength was simply too overwhelming. A one-on-one fight offered no chance of victory; they might not even be able to force out Wang Yunfei's true strength.
Only by joining forces could they avoid regrets!
"Fight!"
The group charged towards Wang Yunfei in unison.
Among them were probably no fewer than a handful of prodigies who had reached the Dao Realm. In any other era, each of them would be an invincible figure capable of suppressing three thousand enemies. Unfortunately, this was a great era, and above prodigies lay terrifying monsters, and Wang Yunfei was such a monster.
"Chen'er… what are you doing?"
Wang Yaochen, seeing Su Chen put down Hu Miaomiao and charge towards Wang Yunfei alone, quickly tried to stop him.
"Father...I want to see just how big the gap is between me and my elder brother!"
Su Chen's tone was resolute. Encountering a prodigy of this caliber, if he didn't spar with him, he feared countless regrets would remain. He didn't know if he would ever encounter someone like Wang Yunfei again after the Great Era. Even if it meant death, Su Chen wanted to see the true extent of the difference between him and Wang Yunfei.
Wang Yaochen remained silent for a long while before simply saying, "You must know that your own safety is paramount."
Su Chen nodded, and then, like the other figures, unleashed his life's martial arts, charging towards Wang Yunfei together.
Wang Yunfei noticed Su Chen's figure, a hint of admiration appearing in his calm eyes. He pointed a finger, like a vast meteor shower, a divine and demonic gesture—a sign of respect for his younger brother.
Su Chen unleashed his full power, his hair whipping wildly as he drew his sword. His pupils gleamed white, and the sword strike seemed to topple the heavens, annihilating countless meteors. Finally, a colossal divine figure appeared, a single gesture enough to suppress a monstrous genius. A single finger pointed directly at Su Chen, its domineering power brooking no argument, embodying the title of a supreme prodigy, a ruler of an era.
Su Chen bled profusely, his bones shattered. One after another, prodigies were easily defeated. Several fought Wang Yunfei, burning everything in their path, only to vanish quickly. Finally, only Wang Yunfei remained, surrounded by boundless divine light, the wheel of his own destiny revolving.
The number one in Tianxuan, renowned throughout the starry sky
Wang Yunfei, successor of the Nine Luminaries Imperial Palace
Under the gazes of countless onlookers, Wang Yunfei, accompanied by the most beautiful woman in Tianxuan, entered the depths of the Imperial Palace.
Su Chen slowly rose, a bitter smile on his lips. He still had a long way to go to reach that level.
Months later, news of Wang Yunfei's solo battle against the five geniuses of the Tianxuan Domain, though his clothes were slightly disheveled, spread throughout Tianxuan and even beyond.
In the courtyard
Su Chen and Wang Yunfei sat facing each other.
Today, Wang Yunfei had returned to the Wang family specifically to find Su Chen.
Wang Yunfei spoke, his first words sending a shiver down Su Chen's spine: "I'm leaving the Tianxuan Domain... embarking on the Path of Achievement."
"The Great Emperor is in his twilight years; the Mandate of Heaven will open once more."
The Path of Achievement—the lifelong dream of countless martial arts prodigies?
And how many have perished on this path?
In Su Chen's memory, those who embarked on this path included Fang Bubai... his former archenemy Lin Zhan, and perhaps even the legendary ancestor of the Li family, Li Shenhua, who walked this path, soaring through the starry sky to the ends of the universe, where time, like a knife, slays the proud, and on the path to immortality, a sigh escapes from enchanting figures.
However, what caught Su Chen's attention even more was...
"Big brother, you've become a saint?"