The Prodigies War

Lin Xun listened attentively to Ruo Su's teachings, committing every word to memory, even though he couldn't grasp their deeper meanings

This was how the dao worked: if one’s cultivation was insufficient, it didn't matter how long or hard one listened.

Of course, Lin Xun believed that he would one day be able to understand Senior Sister Ruo Su’s intentions when he stepped into the Emperor Stage.

The entire place was engulfed in shock as everyone looked at Ruo Su with fear and dread.

The very fact that she had toyed with the Emperor Ancestors was utterly terrifying!

Even the ancients lurking in the shadows fell silent at this moment.

At this juncture, Fangchun Mountain had deployed only four disciples, yet they had already gained a clear advantage.

When even Emperor Ancestors weren’t enough, what else could be done?

Truthfully, all of this was completely unexpected.

Initially, they used Lin Xun as bait for their grand plan. They aimed to not only seize the chaos treasure but, more importantly, also to take the opportunity to eliminate the Fangchun Mountain disciples in one fell swoop.

The plan was perfect but too many variables kept cropping up!

Variables such as Jun Huan, Pu Zhen, Xue Ya, and Ruo Su who were so unfathomably powerful that ordinary Emperors were no match for them.

To make matters worse, six of the almighty Emperor Ancestors had already fallen!

Two were killed by Jun Huan, one was killed by Pu Zhen, and the last three were suppressed by Ruo Su and turned into cocoons.

Adding in the four Emperor Ancestors who died to Ruo Su previously, a total of ten Emperor Ancestors had died!

It was a number that would make anyone feel suffocated.

Even in behemoth factions such as the Great Six Courts, an Ancestor was regarded as a stabilizing force, akin to a pivotal anchor. Moreover, their numbers were exceedingly limited.

Since the Dao War of Emperors, no bloody incident of this scale had occurred for nearly a hundred thousand years.

Now, Emperor Ancestors were falling like rain!

If word of this got out, the entire Ancient Nebula Road would undoubtedly be thrown into unprecedented turmoil and rocked by unimaginable chaos.

"Junior Brother, this is just an appetizer and I know that many of those old undying bastards are still patiently waiting for their chance. However, that doesn’t matter because the game is filled with too many unpredictable variables. Since they can be patient, so can we."

Ruo Su's words stunned Lin Xun.

Such a dangerous and bloody clash between Emperor Ancestors was just an appetizer? If so, how terrifying were those ‘old undying bastards’?

Before Lin Xun could recover, Ruo Su transmitted, "Junior Brother, lend me the Three Thousand Vicissitudes."

Lin Xun instinctively nodded.

Omm!

Three Thousand Vicissitudes emerged.

"If Master were still around, I wonder what he would feel to see this treasure in its damaged state."

Ruo Su softly sighed. She held the Three Thousand Vicissitudes and gently shook it.

Rumble!

What appeared to be a river of time emerged and rushed into the sky.

Surprised gasps sounded as Flaming Sky Demon Emperor, who was fighting Emperor Faded Lightning, was swallowed by the brilliant river of time.

In the blink of an eye, the Emperor from All-Demon Dao Court was erased from existence.

Ji Xuan was taken aback, momentarily at a loss for how to respond.

Rumble!

Without any hint of slowing down, the time river continued to unfurl across the sky.

The expression of Spear Point Emperor, Nalan Qi, who was locked in combat with Xia Xinglie, abruptly changed. He immediately withdrew and disappeared from the battlefield in a flash.

"How amusing."

Ruo Su only glanced at the fleeing Nalan Qi then paid no further attention to him.

As she controlled the Three Thousand Vicissitudes, the terrifying river of time rushed straight into the depths of the cosmos.

"Senior Sister, why are you interfering?"

Jun Huan appeared somewhat dissatisfied.

She was getting in the mood and was about to finish off an injured opponent only for Ruo Su's attack to frighten him into narrowly avoiding the deadly blow.

Ruo Su softly replied, "Time is ticking..."

"What a pity."

Jun Huan reluctantly glanced at her opponents but ultimately teleported away and appeared next to Ruo Su.

Without waiting for Ruo Su to call, Pu Zhen also withdrew from the battle and returned with his hoe locked between the back of his neck and his hands.

"It's indeed getting rather late."

Xue Ya also put away his book and rose to his feet.

Xia Xinglie and Ji Xuan also returned. Although both of them were confused, they were tactful enough not to ask any questions.

The development surprised their enemies. Why did the Fangchun Mountain disciples suddenly stop when they had the upper hand? Were they planning to escape?

Despite this, none of the Emperors in the open nor the ancients hiding in the dark tried to stop the Fangchun Mountain group.

"Only Junior Brother Li is left."

Ruo Su lifted her head slightly and thoughtfully peered into the distance.

Although they were surrounded by enemies, no one dared to attack!

……

In a dark and empty world.

"Despicable, so despicable."

Li Xuanwei shook his head and laughed. However, the murderous intent in his eyes didn’t decrease in the slightest.

Jade-green lotuses blossomed around him and gracefully swayed. Each of them was made from pure sword intent.

"That’s how it is."

Emperor Ancestor Niekong’s expression remained as still as the water in an old well. Various seals continued to condense in front of him such as treasure bottle seals, great light seals, vajra wheel seals, acala seals, and so on...

Every seal exuded supreme dao power.

On another side, the youthful-looking Emperor Ancestor Shenxu coldly said, "We will not underestimate Fangchun Mountain, so we naturally prepared everything we had."

A sword as black as the eternal night hovered in front of him as it emitted frightening ripple-like jet-black light.

"Li Xuanwei, you won’t escape this time."

In another area, three figures stood in the air.

One was a purple-robed middle-aged man with a curly beard. He stood atop a cloud like a dignified god as his eyes seemed to reflect layers of whirlpool-like dao light.

One was a gray-robed young man with double pupils. He held a sword in each hand with strands of sword qi flowing and resonating between them, forming the shapes of suns and moons.

Lastly, there was a tall woman holding a red pagoda. Draped in clouds and rainbows, her beauty was both striking and icy.

Their auras were no weaker than Emperor Ancestor Niekong and Shenxu!

Li Xuanwei’s earlier despicable comment was referring to the presence of these three Emperor Ancestors.

"However, it will be difficult for just the five of you alone to change the tides."

Unexpectedly, Li Xuan smiled slightly and said, "It's getting late. I will send everyone off now."

Clang!

A sword chimed loudly as Li Xuanwei walked across the air. Countless green lotuses bloomed, spouting chaos qi that condensed into numerous streams of sword qi.

"What a death-seeking fool."

Emperor Ancestor Shenxu’s expression was ice-cold as his ancient black sword rose into the air and swooped in for the kill.

Meanwhile, the seals in front of Emperor Ancestor Niekong began to shine brightly.

The curly-bearded middle-aged man, gray-robed young man, and the woman holding the pagoda also made their moves.

Boom!

The empty world shook as it was filled with the chaos of battle.

Li Xuanwei fought one against five with the carefree confidence of an aloof sword god. Green lotuses illuminated the area as endless swords rained down from above.

Every wisp of sword qi possessed the power to kill ghosts and gods. For a time, both sides appeared to be evenly matched despite one side’s clear numbers advantage.

Both Emperor Ancestor Niekong and Shenxu were inwardly startled. Li Xuanwei's sudden offensive had caught them by surprise.

If not for the backup of their three companions, the two of them alone would not have been able to withstand Li Xuanwei's assault!

After a while, Li Xuanwei frowned slightly and said, "I didn't plan on getting entangled with you lot and since time is running short, I will show you guys my true power."

Li Xuanwei's robe billowed as a green lotus quietly bloomed in front of him and transformed into a sword. Endless chaos qi swirled around it as if seeking to devour the stars.

It was Li Xuanwei's life-bound Emperor weapon, the Green Lotus Emperor Sword!

"In the boundless world, life and death can be decided in the snap of a finger."

With a soft sigh, Li Xuanwei grasped the sword and stepped forward. He moved with the domineering air of a sword immortal as his sword intent rapidly filled the empty world.

The sword rose and the sword fell.

Plop!

A bloody head was tossed into the air.

The dual-sword-wielding Emperor Ancestor had been soundlessly beheaded!

Emperor Ancestor Niekong’s, Shenxu’s and the others’ expressions changed. In this very moment, Li Xuanwei seemed to have become an entirely different person and resembled the sole sovereign of the sword!

The intensity of his sword intent alone made them stiffen as their hairs stood on end.

Such a drastic transformation was simply unbelievable.

"I am but a chaos green lotus who soars across eternity."

Li Xuanwei's sleeves fluttered, his expression filled with absolute confidence.

He seemed to transform into a green lotus, propping apart the chaos as its leaves reached into the sky and cast green light onto the entire cosmos!

Plop!

Another Emperor Ancestor was killed. His body was shredded to bits by sword qi, along with his primordial spirit.

It was the curly-bearded middle-aged man!

Emperor Ancestor Niekong’s and the others’ expressions changed again as a chill spread in their hearts. When did Li Xuanwei become so terrifying?

From what they knew, Li Xuanwei had not reached the Ancestor Stage during the ancient era. Yet, he was now even more terrifying than an Ancestor!

There was only one explanation: He had deliberately concealed his strength in the past!

"The mountains, rivers, wind, and clouds rage when the sword rises; where the sword falls becomes the yellow spring of hell."

Li Xuanwei stood tall and unbending as countless green lotuses furiously bloomed amidst his sword qi, blazing brilliantly with unmatched intensity.

"Break!"

With a howl, the pagoda-wielding woman unleashed all of her power as her pagoda shook the sky.

However, her resistance was swiftly crushed by the blazing sword qi!

Bang!

The pagoda wailed in agony as it was sent flying by the sword qi. Meanwhile, she was swallowed by endless green lotuses and eventually burned to ashes.

She was destroyed along with her dao!

"My heart is bright enough to illuminate eternity; my sword is limitless in its greatness!"

Li Xuanwei howled. His figure became illusory and ethereal as his aura grew stronger and stronger. He resembled an immortal dancing with his sword whose cold light shimmered across the nine heavens.

Before he could strike, Emperor Ancestor Niekong and Emperor Ancestor Shenxu fled without hesitation.

The deaths had shattered their resolve, and they no longer had the courage to face Li Xuanwei.

Li Xuanwei couldn't help but sneer, thinking that the two old fools were utterly incompetent.

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