Chapter 232: The Undying Underworld Emperor (Thirteen)

Everyone was stunned.
What was going on?
The artifact spirit actually called that peerless ferocious crow its master?
The powerful figure wielding the Confucian Sword Saint's inheritance roared upon seeing this, "What are you doing? I am the Confucian Sword Saint's successor!"
He held the Confucian Sword Saint's inheritance, yet the artifact spirit recognized someone else as its master?
The golden-robed boy turned around, his black and white eyes now a dazzling gold, devoid of any emotion.
"An ant, are you questioning me?"
The powerful figure wielding the Confucian Sword Saint's inheritance felt as if struck by lightning.
He was incredulous.
For a fleeting moment just now.
He was about to be instantly annihilated.
Looking at this person's frail state, a hint of disdain flashed in the golden-robed boy's eyes.
"Trash."
No rebuttal was uttered.
The golden-robed boy turned to look at Su Chen, his emotionless eyes now revealing a fawning gaze.
"Master, your talent is unparalleled, sweeping across the ages. How could that old geezer's legacy be worthy of you?"
Su Chen looked at the artifact spirit, who was practically begging for his attention.
This guy wasn't stupid.
He was well aware of Su Chen's potential and value.
"From now on, you'll follow me."
"Your name will be Jin Da."
The little boy in the golden robe nodded repeatedly, overjoyed, "Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, Master!"
However, he realized what he was doing and hesitated, stammering, "Actually... Master, I already have a name."
Su Chen said, "That's not important. From now on, you'll be called Jin Da."
"Of course, you can also be called Jin Xiao."
Jin Da: "..."
"Master, I'll still call myself Jin Da."
At least it still has the "Da" in it.
Su Chen quickly learned from Jin Da about the items left behind by the Confucian Sword Saint.
Besides the Saint King artifact Jin Da, there was also a flawless Saint Herb, and treasures collected by the Confucian Sword Saint.
With these items, the Confucian Sword Saint could have lived another life.
Unfortunately, his journey through the starry sky shattered his Dao heart, leaving him with no will to live.
Now, they all belong to Su Chen.
For Su Chen,
these items are far more valuable than the Confucian Sword Saint's inheritance.
The Confucian Sword Saint's ruins, no longer suppressed by the power of the artifact spirit, are rapidly collapsing.
Everyone began to evacuate.
Su Chen, with Jin Da, left the Confucian Sword Saint's ruins.
Just as everyone stepped out of the ruins,
the sun in the sky suddenly tore open a crack, obscuring everything for thousands of miles.
A power powerful enough to make anyone submit descended with a deafening roar.
Like an ancient deity descending.
"This is the power of a Saint, it's a Saint... a Saint has made a move!"
Saints are the highest fighting force in the Flying Cloud Realm; each Saint is capable of looking down upon the Flying Cloud Realm.
That terrifying aura manifested as a gigantic hand, churning the seas and grabbing directly in one direction.
This was an attack aimed at annihilating Su Chen!
"This is... a Saint from the Overturning Sea Holy Land! A Saint is making a move to kill that peerless ferocious crow!"
"It must be the death of the Overturning Sea Holy Land's Grand Elder that alarmed their Saint Ancestor. Now, he's crossing space to slay that peerless ferocious beast!"
Countless powerful figures were excited.
But their excitement was short-lived.
They were gone.
Whether human or demon, they were all crushed by the Saint's remaining power.
Below the Saint, all were mere ants.
"A mere Saint dares to harm Master!"
Enrage flashed in Jin Da's eyes. His body transformed into a writing brush covered in golden characters, the power of a Saint King's weapon sweeping across the heavens and earth, manifesting hundreds upon hundreds of characters.
"Ridiculous! Merely a weapon, yet you dare to utter such arrogant words, comparing yourself to a Saint!"
The Saint of the Overturning Sea Holy Land coldly retorted, a massive hand annihilating everything in its path. In this world, a Saint was an absolute powerhouse!
Two terrifying auras collided.
The surrounding world turned to ashes.
Jin Da's characters transformed into countless killing patterns.
"You are... the Confucian Sword Saint's Confucian Sword Brush, you are my human race's sacred weapon, why do you protect a foreign race!"
The Saint of the Overturning Sea Holy Land manifested, his eyes filled with chilling killing intent as he recognized Jin Da's true form.
What had blocked his full-force attack was actually the natal weapon of the strongest human in the Flying Cloud Realm in the past.
"Nonsense! Of course, Master is far superior to all of you. A mere Saint, a piece of trash whose potential has been exhausted, dares to serve Master?"
Jin Da retorted without hesitation.
A ruler of a sacred land, a Saint-level expert, an existence overlooking billions of living beings.
He was actually called trash.
Under the aftershocks of the Saint's influence, the surviving beings were filled with despair.
The Saint of the Overturning Sea Sacred Land, his aura fluctuating, let out a chilling laugh.
A peerless expert, high above, overlooking mountains and seas, was called trash...
The winds and clouds shifted.
Su Chen grasped Jin Da's hand.
'Slash!'
A single word drew a dazzling rune across the sky.
The enraged Saint of the Overturning Sea Sacred Land was stunned.
"Saint...Saint King..."
Jin Da was also surprised.
His self-recovered strength was only equivalent to a Saint at the seventh or eighth level.
After being taken by the master,
a single word
unleashed power no less than that of a half-step Saint King.
The terrifying strike seemed to tear apart the Flying Cloud Realm.
Many ancient Saints were alarmed.
Their eyes widened in fear.
This was an unprecedentedly terrifying aura.
On the spot, the blood of Saints dripped hot, gathering into great rivers.
Su Chen stared at the crack
"He actually escaped."
"So be it, so be it. He can run, but he can't hide. The day he breaks through to Nirvana will be the day the Overturning Sea Holy Land is destroyed."
Su Chen's tone was calm.
Silence fell.
The surviving beings didn't even know when the peerless ferocious crow had left.
For a moment, they couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality.
A demon whose cultivation was below the Nirvana Realm
actually spoke of destroying a Holy Land.
Yet, they absurdly believed in their hearts that
that peerless ferocious crow could actually do it!
After all, even the patriarch of the Overturning Sea Holy Land had suffered severe injuries at the hands of that peerless ferocious crow.
.......
Along the way,
Jin Da was full of admiration for his new master, praising him endlessly.
"Master truly deserves to be called a Great Saint! His mastery of the sword is so profound! Once Master breaks through to the Nirvana Realm, I'll let him take charge again, and he'll definitely teach that useless saint a lesson!"
Jin Da had seen the starry sky.
He had also seen those saints with divine bodies and powerful talents.
The saints of the Overturning Sea Holy Land, placed in the starry sky, would be easily killed by those powerful saints.
In Jin Da's eyes, such saints were just trash.
He, high and mighty, didn't care about anyone except his master with a promising future!
Su Chen thought.
The name he gave Jin Da was indeed correct.
Jin Da chattered incessantly the whole way.
"What Great Sage's potential?"
Is this a curse?
Su Chen hadn't heard of the Great Sage's potential for a very, very long time.
No... he'd never heard of it at all.
Unconsciously, Su Chen returned to his territory.
After comforting Yuan Yuan, Su Chen left Jin Da to guard the territory.
As for himself, he began his seclusion to digest the gains he had made this time.
PS: I spent the whole day on the high-speed train today... the journey was so bumpy that I didn't have time to update. My holiday on the 24th was moved to today... one update today is considered taking a break.