Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 536

“How dare you?!”

Gu Beichen was both shocked and furious, an absurd thought swirling in his mind.

He never expected that the Hat Man would dare to attack him publicly, knowing his identity!

Is this guy out of his mind?!

In an instant, Gu Beichen unleashed the Nine Revolutions Immortal Wheel, gesturing to activate a powerful spell, releasing a terrifying black vortex that swept across the hall.

Whoosh~

The hall dimmed instantly.

The black vortex seemed to devour light, anything that came into contact with it appeared to be consumed!

Boom…

A stunning blade aura struck fiercely against the black vortex, instantly erupting with a surge of energy fluctuations.

“Ugh,”

Gu Beichen spat blood from his mouth, his body thrust back several dozen feet. When he looked up again, disbelief filled his eyes.

As the Saint Son of Tianheng Holy Land, he couldn’t even withstand a single attack from this person?

The proud Gu Beichen felt a crushing defeat in his heart.

“Ah?”

Li Wujie raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised by the strength of the man in white.

After all, it was the first time since traveling through the Great Yuan Immortal Dynasty that he encountered someone who could withstand one of his strikes intact.

“Interesting, but just now I only used fifty percent of my power; this next strike will be full force!”

Boom!

As he spoke, Li Wujie’s imposing aura shot into the sky, like a blade piercing the heavens. His gaze was razor-sharp, and the ink blade in his hand trembled violently, surrounded by countless terrifying blade intents.

Anyone who met his gaze felt a prickly sensation on their scalp and a chill down their spine.

Gu Beichen’s face turned pale with fear, his heart nearly stopping as a self-doubt flashed through his mind,

“Is this really the strength achievable at the Immortal Emperor level…?”

Though his cultivation level and Immortal Wheel were comparable to Li Wujie, their actual strength was on completely different levels.

This greatly shook his confidence!

“Chaos Heavenly Blade Technique, Thirty-Second Style, All Blades Return to Origin!!”

Li Wujie flipped his wrist, effortlessly executing this blade technique.

In an instant, boundless blade energy and intent gathered on the blade’s edge, brewing with a destructive aura.

“If you can take this strike, I, Li, will share your surname!”

Li Wujie’s tone was filled with dominance and confidence as he swung his blade toward Gu Beichen.

Swish!

The heavens and earth changed color; a fierce wind rose with lightning and thunder, and faintly, howls of ghosts and wails of wolves could be heard, as if all living beings were trembling at this strike.

“Tianheng Secret Technique!”

Sensing a crisis of death, Gu Beichen urgently burned his blood to execute this strongest forbidden technique.

A door of both reality and illusion suddenly formed, shimmering with golden light on its surface, resembling a passage to heaven, radiating an incredibly sacred aura.

Creak!

The door opened swiftly.

Countless silver chains extended outward with a clatter, each one like a chain of order, glowing with intense silver brilliance.

“Die!”

Gu Beichen’s eyes widened in rage as he roared, the blood within him evaporating wildly; even his lifespan and divine soul were affected to some extent.

Put simply, even if he survived this battle, his own foundation would be seriously damaged, almost cutting off his path as an Immortal for life.

But the power gained from this consequence was hundreds of times stronger than himself!

Gu Beichen thought, since there’s no retreat, let’s use my future to trade for a chance to kill this man before me!

Boom…

However, the next second, countless chains shattered, and the heavenly door was destroyed.

“Pfft~!” Gu Beichen could no longer hold on, tossing his head back and spraying blood several meters high, his heart racing.

How could this be?!

His all-out move was just crushed like that?

In that fleeting thought, an unbearable tearing pain coursed through his body, and then his consciousness sank forever into darkness.

In the terrified eyes of the crowd, Gu Beichen was split in half by a single strike, his bloody remains emanating a foul odor.

“Gu, Gu Shengzi is dead?!!”

The ministers stared, their eyes nearly popping out in fear.

Tuo Ba Wen was dumbfounded, his mouth agape, showing none of his former regal composure as a king.

He was shocked by Li Wujie’s immense strength, but more astonished that Li Wujie dared to kill Gu Beichen!

The Saint Son of Tianheng Holy Land was slain in his imperial palace—if news got out, the entire Great Yuan would not escape its wrath!

“Hmph, just like that.”

Li Wujie sneered.

The Chaos Heavenly Blade Technique bestowed by his Master was truly unfathomable.

As he deepened his comprehension of the blade path, he would continuously unlock corresponding techniques. He was currently practicing the Thirty-Third Style, but how many more there were beyond that, he didn’t know.

Each technique’s power would grow stronger, but the difficulty of mastering them would increase proportionately.

What Li Wujie had just executed was the Thirty-Second Style, All Blades Return to Origin, and even at full power, it could injure an Immortal Sovereign!

And this was not even his strongest technique yet!

So.

Against an opponent of this caliber, even if Gu Beichen pulled out all the stops, he couldn’t escape death!

“Li, my dear official, you, you…” Tuo Ba Wen came back to his senses, trembling as he pointed at the Hat Man, unsure of what to say.

“Haha, Your Majesty, no need to thank me; this is part of my duty. I’ve also benefited from your grace during this time—it’s nothing at all!”

Li Wujie sheathed his blade nonchalantly, patting the dragon-robed young man’s shoulder, presenting himself like an older brother helping his little brother out of trouble.

I’m so grateful it’s infuriating…

Tuo Ba Wen’s mouth twitched, wanting to curse on the spot.

He was grateful to Li Wujie for coming to the rescue, but the way things had developed was far beyond what he could bear.

If he had simply died, the Tuo Ba royal family could still continue, and the Great Yuan might be safe.

Now that the Saint Son Gu Beichen had been slain, the three Immortal Sovereigns of Tianheng Holy Land would surely be furious, pouring their wrath onto the Great Yuan!

We’re finished!

Thinking this, Tuo Ba Wen felt lost and devastated, almost swaying on his feet.

“Hm? Are you so happy you’re about to faint?”

The emotionally intelligent Li Wujie quickly supported Tuo Ba Wen to the dragon throne, channeling a stream of immortal energy into him.

Tuo Ba Wen felt much better all of a sudden, looking at the powerful yet mysterious blade cultivator with a bitter smile, “Li dear official, you should leave quickly. It will be too late if you wait any longer…”

Clearly, he wanted Li Wujie to make a quick escape!

Although the other’s actions had gone too far, Tuo Ba Wen couldn’t blame him, only accepting fate with resignation.

Li Wujie was taken aback, then nodded seriously, “Actually, I came today to say goodbye. Thanks to Your Majesty’s kindness, I have been able to improve so rapidly.”

“You’re being too modest.”

Tuo Ba Wen smiled wryly, deeply troubled; he had not expected to recruit such a monster back then.

This kind of peerless genius was like a true dragon, not something the Great Yuan’s little pond could accommodate.

“Till we meet again!”

Li Wujie cupped his fists in farewell.

After saying that, he turned and left the Great Hall.

“Wait!”

Suddenly, Tuo Ba Wen’s voice echoed in the hall.

Li Wujie turned around, puzzled, “What is it?”

Then he saw the dragon-robed young man deep within the hall bowing his hands solemnly, saying,

“Brother Li, take care on your journey!”

Regarding the change in address, Li Wujie was slightly taken aback, then smiled brightly and nodded,

“Mn, I will!”

With that, his figure vanished in an instant, leaving the palace.

Watching the fast-disappearing dot on the horizon, Tuo Ba Wen reminisced about their first encounter and couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss.

Sigh!

Even if they weren’t sovereign and subject, forming a deep friendship would still be a wonderful thing; unfortunately, they might never meet again.

After all, Li Wujie had killed Saint Son Gu Beichen, and what awaited him next was the unending pursuit from Tianheng Holy Land, and the Great Yuan would be deeply engulfed, possibly facing national extinction.

This is the serious consequence of angering a top-tier force!

“Y-your Majesty, he’s gone. What should we do?” One of the ministers asked, his face filled with despair.

Tuo Ba Wen shot him a sideways glance and replied impatiently, “What can we do? Just wait to die!”

“Ah?”