Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 538

He’s only cultivated to three million Laws of the Immortal Sovereign!

But even so, when those three million Laws appeared, Taibai Xianzun’s personal strength shot up significantly.

Boom~

A surging aura rolled in like waves.

“Heh, old beast, don’t disappoint me this time,” Li Wujie said, his eyes filled with excitement, his blood surging to the top of his head, and the battle intent within him roaring like a beast.

“Tianheng Secret Technique!” Taibai Xianzun didn’t dare to be careless and immediately unleashed his strongest technique.

Swish!

Countless immortal energies surged upwards, and in the void, a massive shadow of a stone tablet appeared, covered with dense, mysterious inscriptions and radiating light more brilliant than the sun.

“Die!”

An ancient roar rang out like a bell, shaking half of the Great Yuan Kingdom.

In an instant, the stone tablet surrounded by boundless immortal light crashed down towards Li Wujie like an unshakeable divine mountain.

Boom boom boom!

An overwhelming pressure surged, making Li Wujie’s bones creak as if they might not be able to withstand it.

But there wasn’t a hint of fear on his face; instead, he focused intently, swinging the sword in his hand.

Buzz buzz buzz, the blade trembled violently, seemingly resonating with its master.

“Chaotic Heavenly Sword Art, Thirty-Third Style.”

“Slaughtering Heaven Blood Blade!!”

In that moment, Li Wujie’s face contorted with ferocity, as massive waves of blood energy swirled around him, like a Shura emerging from hell, ready to butcher all living things.

In the next second, he swung his sword down with an overpowering force.

The blood-red blade aura spread like an endless sea of blood, inducing despair and fear in all who beheld it.

Boom boom boom boom~!

The ancient stone tablet quaked violently as if struck heavily, struggling to withstand this wicked blood-red blade aura.

Crack crack crack.

Soon, the stone tablet showed signs of shattering, then exploded into smithereens.

“Pfft!”

Taibai Xianzun, suffering from the backlash, spat blood, his old face filled with shock, incredulously saying, “How, how is this possible…”

He had never seen such a perverse Immortal Emperor-level powerhouse!

Yet, the blood-red blade aura was already upon him, bursting forth with a devastating fury, swallowing Taibai Xianzun whole.

“No…”

The voice of despair was abruptly silenced, plunging into silence.

The blood-red blade aura vanished, along with Taibai Xianzun.

“You’re pretty pathetic!” Li Wujie said, a bit of sweat on his forehead, disdainfully.

An Immortal Sovereign like Taibai Xianzun, who seemed formidable on the surface, was really just a floor-level sovereign, utterly useless.

Even someone like Long Ao Tian back then could’ve torn him apart in a frenzy!

Let alone that Li Wujie was using the Thirty-Third Style of sword technique, which consumed more than all the previous techniques but was the most terrifying in power.

The entire area was silent.

Cultivators aboard the Immortal Ships were all dazed.

One of the three ancestors of Tianheng Holy Land had actually been cut down by that guy with a single sword?!

That was a current Immortal Sovereign!

“Now, it’s your turn,” Li Wujie adjusted himself and flashed a white-toothed smile, his gaze towards the group of Tianheng Holy Land cultivators filled with a terrifying chill.

“Quick, turn back!!”

An elder was the first to snap out of it, shouting in panic.

Immediately, the group of Immortal Ships turned around in a panic, wanting to flee this dangerous place.

“Flee? Everyone, die!”

That cold voice, laced with killing intent, echoed clearly in the ears of the cultivators, instilling a deep, profound despair within them.

…

Deep within the Imperial Palace.

Tuo Ba Wen sat on the Dragon Throne, seemingly waiting for the Great Yuan’s doom, looking utterly dejected and blank.

As the Emperor, he could do nothing, for against the absolute power of Tianheng Holy Land, any struggle was futile.

All he could do was prepare to accompany his people into oblivion!

The atmosphere in the hall was unbearably oppressive, seconds ticking by.

At that moment, frantic shouts came from outside the hall.

“Your Majesty, Taibai Xianzun of Tianheng Holy Land has personally led the sect’s army into the Great Yuan!”

Upon hearing this, Tuo Ba Wen suddenly aged a lot, sighing heavily, “Such a show, they really think highly of my Great Yuan!”

He knew very well that Tianheng Holy Land aimed to display its might, to kill a chicken to scare the monkey.

To let the forces in the Obsidian Dominion understand the seriousness of the situation.

“Report! News from the frontier indicates that Taibai Xianzun has clashed with a sword cultivator wearing a straw hat just now!”

The scout continued shouting.

“Not good, it’s Li Wujie!” Tuo Ba Wen’s expression changed drastically, a wave of despair washing over him.

Was that incredibly talented sword cultivator not able to escape death on the road?

In Tuo Ba Wen’s eyes, even if Li Wujie was extraordinarily strong, he was still within the Immortal Emperor range. Once confronted with a powerhouse of the Immortal Sovereign level, it was ultimately certain death!

“Hmph, he deserved to die, pulling us all to the grave with him!”

At that moment, the Minister of Rites, overwhelmed by waiting for death, broke down, no longer hiding his true colors, saying viciously.

As soon as he spoke, the temperature around dropped instantly.

The Minister of Rites realized he had misspoken, looking up in terror to see the young man on the Dragon Throne glaring at him with a face as dark as thunder, his stare as if looking at a corpse.

“Someone like you, as a rat, has the right to blame it all on Li Wujie?”

“Die!”

Tuo Ba Wen furiously pointed, the Imperial Sword slashed through the air, a brilliant light cutting off the head of that minister, blood spurting out as the body fell heavily to the ground.

Everybody around was left in icy silence.

Moments later, the scout’s voice once again rang out, trembling, filled with excitement.

“Report! According to the latest news, that sword cultivator killed Taibai Xianzun with a single sword strike!”

When this battle report came in, everyone doubted their ears, their eyes filled with confusion.

What was happening?

Taibai Xianzun died? Just now?

Tuo Ba Wen froze on the Dragon Throne for several seconds, his mind spinning, clearly shocked by this explosive news.

Coming to his senses, he leaped up from the throne as if his backside was on fire, yelling:

“What did you say?! Taibai Xianzun was killed by him with a single blow!?”

The scout affirmed, “Yes, Your Majesty! Although the report was a bit delayed, I assure you it’s all true!”

Despite the Great Yuan’s vast territory seeming to slow down the news, in reality, the court established relay stations responsible for messaging to ensure real-time updates and grasping information.

Li Wujie’s clash with Taibai Xianzun was witnessed firsthand by those stationed at the frontier and relayed back to the court through their messaging system.

This was a common method employed by many cultivation empires!

Upon learning that Li Wujie had slain Taibai Xianzun, Tuo Ba Wen was completely shaken, feeling incredulous.

This completely overturned his understanding since embarking on his cultivation journey!

An Immortal King could kill an Immortal Emperor; that had precedents, but an Immortal Emperor killing an Immortal Sovereign? He had never heard of such a thing!

And it was even a single sword strike to finish him?!

“Report~”

While his thoughts were racing, another frantic voice from outside called out,

“Your Majesty, not long ago, all the troops sent by Tianheng Holy Land were completely wiped out, utterly perished at the borders of the Great Yuan. That sword cultivator did all this and then left!”

The hall fell into a dreadful silence, only heavy breaths echoing.

The ministers looked at each other, their feelings beyond description.

Tuo Ba Wen slumped back onto the Dragon Throne, staring blankly at the distant horizon, murmuring:

“Li Wujie, if I had known your capability was this substantial, I wouldn’t have been so scared; I should’ve just kept you around to drink together…”

At that moment.

At the scene of the incident.

Everywhere lay the wreckage of Immortal Ships, countless bodies hanging limply, their faces twisted in terror, as if they had seen something horrifying just before death.

All around was a river of blood, the air thick with a strong iron scent of blood.

Among them, a middle-aged elder still clinging to life gripped a blood-soaked communication stone, trembling, his mouth opening to release the last remnants of his fear.

“Demon… there’s a demon…”

And then, he fell over, completely breathless.