Chapter 502 – Three Half-Saints Fall in Battle, Sword Dao Finally Enters the Seventh Realm!
by spirapiraChapter 502 – Three Half-Saints Fall in Battle, Sword Dao Finally Enters the Seventh Realm!
When that streak of black light appeared, every member of the human race on the battlefield—from Great Firmament Golden Immortals down to ordinary immortals—fell into terror.
Not a single one could escape the fear… the fear of death!
The Death law could snuff out a life in the blink of an eye!
The instant that streak of black light touched Qingyunzi, his body went rigid…
Then his aura began to rapidly diminish.
His physical body decayed, his divine soul annihilated.
As powerful as the half-saint Qingyunzi was…
Before the Death law, he lasted fewer than ten breaths.
And so, the half-saint Qingyunzi perished!
“Hehehe~ The strongest of the human race amount to nothing more than this!”
Red Moon’s eerie laughter rang out from the sky, sending chills down the spines of the humans below.
Su Xing stared blankly at the scene.
He had anticipated that Qingyunzi might lose, but he never imagined… the defeat would be so absolute!
In this moment, Su Xing finally understood a saying—beneath a Saint, all are mere ants!
Under absolute suppression of power, before the supreme Death law, even a half-saint could not escape.
“This… is the power of the Death law?”
Su Xing’s expression turned grim.
At this moment, the human race’s only two remaining top combatants—White Emperor and the Celestial Demon General—also fell silent.
Their strength was on par with Qingyunzi’s.
And seeing Qingyunzi slain so effortlessly made them understand all too clearly the gap between themselves and that terrifying foreign race being in the sky.
“Is there anyone else who wishes to come up and throw their life away…”
High in the sky, Red Moon narrowed its eyes and gazed quietly at the humans below.
Clearly, if the human race sent no one forward, the very next instant the entire foreign race army would launch a full assault.
The Celestial Secrets Realm—the human race’s final ember—would be extinguished in mere moments…
After a stretch of silence, it was the Celestial Demon General who stepped forward and spoke:
“I am a Body Tempering cultivator. My Great Shaman Body Forging Art has reached the Great Shaman Body Forging Art, Eighth Layer, Perfection!”
“My qi and blood surge like the great sun… against the Death law, I may be able to resist it!”
“I should be the one with the best chance of defeating it!”
“How vexing… I’ve squandered countless ages, and I’m only half a step from reaching the ninth layer… Had I reached the ninth layer, it wouldn’t have come to this!”
With that, the Celestial Demon General looked toward White Emperor and said:
“If I fall… find a way to cover the retreat of some human survivors.”
He then glanced at Su Xing.
Clearly, he believed… Su Xing had a chance of reaching that level.
White Emperor said nothing in response, his gaze fixed silently on the red moon in the sky.
The Celestial Demon General took a step forward, and then his entire body began to… grow!
Ten zhang (33.3 m)… a hundred zhang (333 m)… a thousand zhang (3.33 km)… ten thousand zhang (33.3 km)… a hundred thousand zhang (333 km)!
In the end, the Celestial Demon General’s body could prop up the heavens. The might of his flesh, the enormity of his frame—he blotted out nearly half the Celestial Secrets Realm.
“Great Shaman Body Forging Art… Eighth Layer, Perfection!”
Among all those present, Su Xing was undoubtedly the one who could best appreciate the Celestial Demon General’s power at this moment.
Perhaps it was truly as the Celestial Demon General said… his Great Shaman Body Forging Art was not far from the ninth layer!
“Axe, come!”
The Celestial Demon General, now transformed into a heaven-propping colossus, swept his hand through the air.
A black great axe of immeasurable height, stretching from the earth to the heavens, appeared in his grasp.
“Haaah!”
With a thunderous roar, terrifying power radiated from his entire body.
Behind the Celestial Demon General, twelve phantom figures seemed to materialize.
They appeared to transcend the Celestial Secrets Realm itself, descending into the void!
The Celestial Demon General was borrowing the power of the Twelve Ancestral Shamans!
Su Xing held his breath. Perhaps the Celestial Demon General truly was, as he claimed, the one with the best chance of defeating Red Moon!
Then, the axe fell!
Su Xing truly witnessed what it meant for One Force Breaks Ten Thousand Laws!
As that axe descended, its horrifying power seemed to invert heaven and earth, reverse the flow of rivers and seas.
The entire Celestial Secrets Realm was struck by a realm-spanning earthquake.
In an instant, the vast Celestial Secrets Realm split apart by a third…
As though a watermelon had been crudely cleaved open.
At the same time, Su Xing could feel the Celestial Demon General’s surging vitality, his overwhelmingly powerful primordial energy.
It was like gazing upon a colossal sun.
And yet…
After this axe strike, Red Moon’s expression flickered with mild surprise, as if to say: How interesting!
Then, a curtain of black light… blanketed half the sky.
Su Xing could feel it—that was the purest Death law imaginable…
It seemed capable of extinguishing all things under heaven.
Including… this very attack!
When the great axe’s assault struck the black curtain of light—
Su Xing could clearly feel the Celestial Demon General’s primordial energy draining at an alarming rate.
This was the collision of primordial energy against the Death law!
Great Shaman Body Forging Art, Eighth Layer—One Force Breaks Ten Thousand Laws!
Even the Death law could be broken!
But only if… their power was comparable…
The gap between the Eighth Layer Perfection of the Great Shaman Body Forging Art and the Sovereign realm was simply too vast!
The Celestial Demon General seemed to sense his own strength, qi and blood, and primordial energy rapidly fading away.
And so he unleashed a frenzied offensive, his great axe swinging over a hundred times in the span of a few breaths.
Yet what Su Xing could feel was still the Celestial Demon General’s strength and primordial energy draining ceaselessly.
Soon, Red Moon unleashed that same technique once more.
That heart-stopping streak of black appeared beneath the sky.
Countless humans held their breath and watched, Su Xing among them.
When that black light touched the Celestial Demon General’s body, Su Xing felt the General’s massive frame shudder for a single second.
Then his primordial energy began to drain at an unprecedented rate!
And yet… the Celestial Demon General did not die!
His primordial energy had held back the erosion of the Death law!
But… this was only a temporary resistance.
Even as countless human cultivators’ eyes gleamed with renewed hope—
Su Xing could feel that if this continued, the Celestial Demon General’s primordial energy would inevitably be exhausted.
Primordial energy, qi and blood, vitality… no matter how powerful, they had their limits!
The battle lasted several hundred exchanges.
A full two hours!
Compared to Qingyunzi earlier… the Celestial Demon General’s defeat was plain for all to see!
Su Xing watched as the Celestial Demon General’s once mighty, colossal frame shrank continuously.
His strength and vitality could no longer sustain his giant form.
And what proved even more fatal was the dissipation of his primordial energy!
Finally, that black great axe hung motionless in midair.
The Celestial Demon General’s qi and blood had withered until only a skeletal frame remained…
And yet he still stood, unbowed!
Dead but unyielding, his entire being radiating an aura of might and fury, glaring at the foreign race army before him…
That terrifying presence and defiant stance sent countless foreign race soldiers fleeing in terror.
But Su Xing knew… the Celestial Demon General had lost. He was dead.
He had died from exhaustion—his divine soul utterly destroyed!
“So… he lost after all?”
Su Xing took a deep breath and looked toward White Emperor.
The human race’s greatest fighting power… only the Sword Immortal White Emperor remained!
Yet Qingyunzi, a half-saint, had been slain with ease!
The Celestial Demon General, with strength and qi and blood rivaling the ancient Ancestral Shamans… had still lost decisively.
Could White Emperor create a miracle?
Su Xing sighed, thinking to himself that this simulation was about to end.
But the instant the Celestial Demon General fell, White Emperor made his move!
“The Sword Dao I cultivate is the root of all swords under heaven…”
“My sword is every sword that exists!”
White Emperor drew steadily closer to Red Moon, his Sword Dao and aura surging at an astonishing rate.
Above, several chief gods of the foreign race army attacked instantly, trying to intercept White Emperor.
But White Emperor did not retreat!
Su Xing felt the Blackice sword within him hum softly, felt the trembling of every sword under heaven.
Witnessing this breathtaking sword strike once more, a glimmer of hope flashed in Su Xing’s eyes.
“Yes! That’s the one!”
“The power of this sword strike… surpasses that time!”
Su Xing grew excited.
As a sword cultivator at the sixth realm Peak, he could feel that White Emperor’s Sword Dao had effortlessly broken through to the eighth realm in this very moment!
And it was still climbing!
Eight million years of existence, and White Emperor had not regressed!
Even after the price he’d paid eight million years ago, White Emperor’s Sword Dao was still far, far stronger than before!
This sword strike—the ultimate sword intent!
Pure Sword Dao, symbolizing the very essence of the sword itself!
And that sword did not slash toward Red Moon’s figure in the sky… but drove straight at the black moon above!
“The black moon is the true body!”
Su Xing’s eyes went wide as he instantly understood, watching that astonishing sword strike arc toward the black moon.
Then, before the shocked gazes of all present… the black moon shattered!
And Su Xing, who had been observing this sword strike firsthand, felt a certain shackle within him break in an instant!
His Sword Dao… had entered the seventh realm!
“White Emperor… defeated Red Moon!?”
Before Su Xing could even savor the power of his seventh realm Sword Dao, he fixed his gaze on the black moon in the sky, desperate to see the outcome of this battle…
Red Moon had been deceiving them from the very start!
It had fought using an avatar. Even if the avatar was defeated, it would not die!
It had done this solely to avoid casualties among the foreign race…
White Emperor had naturally seen through this, and so he struck directly at Red Moon’s true body.
Yes, the black moon had shattered!
For the next several breaths, the sky returned to its original color.
Every human wept with joy, as though they had glimpsed hope.
This greatest Sword Immortal under heaven seemed to have done it…
Only White Emperor himself, after delivering that sword strike, let out a bitter laugh and said:
“Karmic secrets… this time, you were wrong!”
As he spoke, a wisp of black appeared at the center of White Emperor’s brow.
The Death law…
Beneath that law, White Emperor’s aura was extinguished entirely!
Sword cultivators excelled in slaughter—first in the world in offensive power… but in terms of defense alone, he was actually inferior to Qingyunzi.
Su Xing sighed as well, gazing at the now-empty sky, where he seemed to sense an aura slowly being reborn.
What drove people to despair most in this world… was not despair itself!
It was the despair that came after hope had been given…
A streak of black light appeared in the sky.
That black streak expanded continuously until it reformed into a black moon, hovering high above.
Su Xing looked at the resurrected Red Moon, his mind churning with thought.
“The Death law… at the eighth realm, does it inherently embody death itself?”
“So then… death itself means undying?”
Su Xing sighed.
In this moment, even Su Xing felt despair.
If even the eighth realm of Sword Dao couldn’t kill Red Moon, then what… could possibly do it?
When Red Moon reappeared in the sky, the morale of every human cultivator shattered!
Countless humans screamed, howled, and wept…
Frantically trying to flee the Celestial Secrets Realm.
But… it was futile!
The last thing Su Xing saw was a black radiance that engulfed the entire Celestial Secrets Realm…
…
When Su Xing opened his eyes again, the simulation text appeared before him.
【You died…】
【Ding, this simulation has ended!】
Staring at the text, Su Xing was speechless for a long time.
“Sword Dao at the eighth realm Peak… still wasn’t enough to kill Red Moon!”
“It seems only by becoming a Saint would there be even a sliver of a chance…”
“But… among the foreign race, there may be more than one Sovereign!”
Su Xing’s brow furrowed deeply. This conjecture was one he didn’t even dare to contemplate.
But whether it was the already-born Void Sovereign, or the Red Moon that would become the Sovereign of Death in the future—
Both proved that for the foreign race, there was no such thing as “the holy path is severed”!
For the foreign race, it was possible to reach the Sovereign realm!
So, after all these ages… did the foreign race truly have only one Void Sovereign?
At this thought, Su Xing drew a deep breath and sighed:
“How truly… despair-inducing…”
But after only a brief moment of emotional turbulence, Su Xing’s fighting spirit reignited.
Even if the future seemed hopeless…
Su Xing was unafraid!
Because he was growing stronger with each passing day!
Even Su Xing himself didn’t know where his limits lay…
“Besides, my Great Dao of the Sword has entered the seventh realm!”
“What an… unexpected gain…”
Su Xing murmured. Witnessing White Emperor’s final sword strike had shown him a Sword Dao even more profound than before.
It had given Su Xing a flash of sudden enlightenment, which ultimately brought him to the seventh realm of Sword Dao!
Now, Su Xing had two Great Daos—Space and Sword—both at the seventh realm!
Combined with his Spirit Domain and the Sword One supernatural art, Su Xing’s offensive power was absolutely terrifying.
“Once I break through the Spiritual Power Trial… perhaps my strength will already be very close to a Great Firmament Golden Immortal!”
Confidence blazed in Su Xing’s eyes.
He hadn’t reached his limit yet. He could still grow stronger!
The Great Shaman Body Forging Art had not yet reached the eighth layer!
And from the Celestial Demon General’s battle against Red Moon, he had seen hope!
The Great Shaman Body Forging Art at the Eighth Layer Perfection had fought Red Moon to that extent.
Then what about… the ninth layer?
If Su Xing could truly cultivate the Great Shaman Body Forging Art to the ninth layer, could he ignore the Death law entirely?
Would it be… Red Moon who died instead?
At this thought, Su Xing took a deep breath, then turned his gaze to this simulation’s rewards.
【Double Pupils】: red talent, priced at 100 origin energy.
【Tribulation of Magical Power cultivation results】: All magical power dissolved and re-cultivated from scratch, realm temporarily dropping to Golden Immortal, First Layer, but the purity and stability of magical power far surpasses before! Priced at 50 million origin energy!
In this simulation, Su Xing had only focused on crossing the Spiritual Power Trial. He’d had no time to cultivate the Great Shaman Body Forging Art, Spirit Domain, or anything else.
Even so, the gains were enormous.
Re-cultivating to the Golden Immortal realm… plus Su Xing’s Sword Dao breaking into the seventh realm…
Without hesitation, Su Xing silently declared:
“I choose to bring out Double Pupils and the Tribulation of Magical Power cultivation results…”
【Ding… remaining origin energy: 2,184,690,000…】
After the Chime faded, Su Xing felt the aura throughout his entire body begin to shift.
Only this time, it wasn’t growing stronger—it was weakening…
Su Xing’s cultivation temporarily dropped to the Golden Immortal stage.
“Tsk tsk… I really have gotten quite a bit weaker!”
Su Xing shook his head slightly. After dropping to Golden Immortal, his overall strength could barely be considered at the Supreme Unity Celestial Venerable level.
More than halved!
“However, for the Tribulation of Magical Power that ordinary Supreme Unity cultivators would find perilous… for me, there’s not the slightest risk!”
A flash of confidence crossed Su Xing’s eyes.
The Tribulation of Magical Power—for others, it might take tens of thousands of years to cross, perhaps even hundreds of thousands.
But for Su Xing, it was merely a brief moment in reality.
Thus, the danger could be minimized to the absolute greatest extent.
“Then, let the next simulation begin!”
“After breaking through Golden Immortal, the more substantial magical power… should be enough to barely maintain a tenfold time differential, right?”
This was precisely where the combination of the Luotian Mirror and the simulator was so formidable.
The higher Su Xing’s cultivation grew, the greater the Luotian Mirror’s time differential became, and the longer he could cultivate!
With this thought, Su Xing silently declared:
“Begin simulation!”