Chapter 242: Unveiling the Truth, Overwhelming Imperial Intent!

Chapter 242: Unveiling the Truth, Overwhelming Imperial Intent!

On the Trial Sword Platform...

An overwhelming sword intent flooded the area, and the terrifying aftershocks reverberated in all directions, causing everyone to hesitate before daring to approach.

Even the powerful sword cultivators, faced with the colossal clash between the two formidable beings, chose to retreat.

Suddenly, a youth with a gloomy expression and eyes like still water emerged from the crowd and slowly walked towards the Trial Sword Platform.

The terrifying aftershocks made his black hair dance wildly, and his eyes blazed with anger.

Even before the surging waves of energy reached him, they were suppressed and scattered by an even more terrifying sword intent.

This scene instantly caught the attention of everyone present.

Most of the other sword cultivators were puzzled, unsure why this sudden youth had walked towards the Trial Sword Platform.

However, the Su family members above in the sky paled upon seeing the lone figure heading towards the platform.

"Changqing?"

The second uncle's face turned anxious, "How did he get here?"

"Damn it, who informed the young master?"

Another person shouted angrily, "The Heavenly Sword is searching for the young master. Going there now is like walking into a trap!"

The villagers of Qing Shan were all worried.

They wanted to take Su Changqing away, but the suppression from the Sword God Mountain was too terrifying.

If they revealed themselves, not only would they fail to take him, but they might not even be able to protect themselves.

"I'll go get Changqing."

Su Zian didn't hesitate and drew his sword, ready to charge into Sword God Mountain.

But at that moment, Ye Shu grabbed Su Zian's arm.

She looked at the scene below with an odd expression and said, "Don't worry, Changqing isn't as weak as you think."

Su Zian was taken aback, not understanding what his mother meant.

Changqing's combat strength was indeed formidable, but that was within the same cultivation realm.

The current battle involved at least King-level powerhouses; how could Changqing possibly withstand them?

Ye Shu remained silent, only staring at Changqing for a moment before whispering in disbelief,

"Changqing..."

"My sword intent is being suppressed."

Upon hearing this, the Su family members were all startled and turned to look at Su Changqing below.

...

On the Trial Sword Platform, Night Candle sensed someone approaching and shouted, temporarily forcing the Heavenly Sword cultivators to retreat as he warily looked towards the rear.

But as he did, his expression changed in surprise.

"Changqing?"

Night Candle had never met Su Changqing, but how could he not recognize his own grandson? Yet, he couldn't understand why Changqing was here at this moment.

Su Changqing didn't recognize the old man, but he nodded slightly, brushing past the crowd and moving to the forefront.

The battle temporarily halted, and Night Candle hurriedly followed.

As he tried to move forward, Night Candle grabbed him.

"Grandpa, he helped me, you have to save him!"

Night Candle's eyes were filled with worry as he pleaded.

Night Candle didn't respond, or perhaps he didn't even hear him.

His gaze was fixed on Su Changqing's back, not blinking.

When they brushed past each other, the faint sword intent surrounding Su Changqing made Night Candle's hairs stand on end.

An intense sense of oppression nearly caused him to draw his sword.

"How is this possible?"

Night Candle was perplexed, "How can Changqing, at such a young age, possess such terrifying sword intent?"

Seeing his grandpa ignore him, Night Candle became anxious.

"Grandpa, I'm not lying, he really..."

Before he could finish, Night Candle interrupted him impatiently.

"Fine, I'll take action without you saying a word!"

Night Candle was taken aback and cautiously said, "Grandpa, you're so kind-hearted?"

"Nonsense."

Night Candle glanced forward and said,

"You've always wanted to meet your cousin Changqing, and he's right there."

Night Candle was stunned, and then he slowly opened his mouth wide, looking at the young man's back in disbelief.

The senior who had helped him on the Sword God Road

turned out to be that poor cousin? Thinking of Su Changqing's formidable sword cultivation on the Sword God Road, Night Candle felt dizzy,

"How can this be a poor cousin?"

...

"Hahaha!"

Just as Night Candle was lost in thought, a burst of delighted laughter suddenly echoed through the heavens.

Ximen Qingjun looked at Su Changqing across from him and laughed excitedly,

"I was worried about how to lure you out, but you came here on your own!"

"Hahaha, Su Changqing!"

"The sword strike at the Liu family that day, I will repay a thousandfold today!"

Su Changqing's appearance meant Ximen Qingjun could overcome the mental obstacle in his heart.

Nothing could make him more excited.

However, Su Changqing didn't even glance at Ximen Qingjun in response.

His trembling gaze fell upon the boy lying on the ground, covered in blood and footprints.

"Hehe, you're here."

Er Niu opened his swollen eyes slightly, and upon seeing the familiar figure, he smiled as if greeting him, "Hey."

He tried to suppress the intense pain within him, speaking in a casual tone to avoid worrying his friend about his dire condition.

But the bloodstains all over the ground and his pitiful state were hard to conceal.

Su Changqing clenched his teeth, his jaw tightened, and said, "Er Niu..."

"Wait for me to avenge you!"

Er Niu smiled and nodded vigorously, "Good!"

"Hmph, avenge?"

Ximen Qingjun, feeling ignored, grew furious and sneered,

"You stole the Heavenly Sword inheritance, and not killing you is already being kind. How dare you talk about revenge?"

"You're just a pair of shameless thieves!"

"Hand over the Sword Emperor's inheritance! Kneel down and apologize!"

Seeing Su Changqing again, Ximen Qingjun's fear resurfaced.

That damnable emotion made him feel incredibly angry.

Chapter: The Sword God Mountain

He intended to humiliate Su Changqing thoroughly, seeking revenge for the humiliation of that single sword strike!

"The Sword Emperor Legacy? A thief?"

Su Changqing's words carried a hint of anger and laughter, "How dare you, Tian Jian, lay claim to the Sword Emperor's legacy?"

Hearing this, Ximen Qing Jun let out a cold laugh and once again activated the ancient jade slip.

"The Sword Emperor, the Imperial Sword, commands the eight directions, dominating the realm."

". . ."

"Back then, my Tian Jian predecessor was fortunate enough to ascend to the throne. With a single sword strike..."

The scene from a moment ago replayed in their minds, and the engraved Dao pattern in the void lingered for a long time without dissipating.

The sword cultivators watching the confrontation shook their heads in unison.

With the evidence presented, there was no room for Tian Jian to refute the situation.

Su Changqing brought up this topic again, but it was like pouring salt on an open wound.

At this moment, the Su family and the members of the Sword Pavilion, gazing at the Dao pattern in the void, wore grim expressions and remained silent.

They wanted to provide an explanation, but in the face of irrefutable evidence, they felt utterly helpless.

However, Su Changqing shook his head and laughed mockingly, "Is this your evidence?"

"What? Is it not enough?" Ximen Qing Jun coldly laughed.

"Of course, it's not enough!"

Su Changqing pointed at the Dao pattern in the void and shouted, "If there is a record, why not reveal it all?"

"That involves the secrets of Tian Jian, and naturally, it cannot be..."

Ximen Qing Jun's eyes showed a hint of discomfort upon hearing this, and he was about to explain.

But Su Changqing interrupted him with a stern voice, "Is it that you can't, or you dare not?"

"The intention of the Sword Emperor is part of Tian Jian's legacy. Has your Tian Jian ancestor ever been shamed?"

Su Changqing pointed to the Dao pattern in the air and shouted, "In ancient times, the Sword Emperor's lineage did have some connection with your Tian Jian."

"But this connection is one of mortal enemies! A feud that can never be settled!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present exclaimed in surprise.

No one had expected such a revelation.

"Nonsense!"

Ximen Qing Jun seemed a bit flustered, "How could Tian Jian..."

"Nonsense?"

Su Changqing's aura became intimidating, and he shouted, "Do you dare to reveal the entire record?"

"'Why did the 'One Sword Strike' end there?"

"Who was slashed, and by whom? Do you dare to speak the truth!"

Before Ximen Qing Jun could respond, Su Changqing laughed angrily, "Because the one who executed that sword strike was Tian Jian, who had just ascended to the Great Emperor's realm! And the one who was slashed was the Sword Emperor's sect!"

"Tian Jian coveted the Sword Emperor's legacy and, upon ascending to the imperial throne, came to demand it. However, they were refused with harsh words!"

"Tian Jian, unable to obtain what they sought, unleashed a single sword strike, annihilating the Sword Emperor's sect and taking the lives of countless disciples! The Sword Emperor's lineage was severed!"

"It wasn't until countless years later that this generation appeared!"

Su Changqing paused, then looked at everyone from Tian Jian and shook his head with a mocking smile, "Destroying the sect, severing the legacy, and exterminating the bloodline!"

"This, is what you call a connection?"

Su Changqing, having merged with the entire Sword Emperor's legacy, naturally understood the decades-long hatred within it!

The feud between Tian Jian and the Sword Emperor had always been one of mortal enemies, never to be resolved.

Su Changqing's angry roar echoed through the heavens and earth, causing everyone present to exclaim in shock.

"Unless Tian Jian presents the entire record, it will be clear whether it's a lie or not."

Those who had just been shouting in disapproval now felt uncertain.

After all, Su Changqing's argument was well-founded.

Moreover, this wasn't an unreasonable demand for Tian Jian; they only needed to release the remaining records.

But would Tian Jian dare to do so?

They certainly wouldn't!

Even a Sword Cultivator at the King Realm might not be a match for him.

It's only a mere Divine Spirit Realm cultivator, Longqing. Even with his exceptional Sword Dao cultivation, can he surpass the King Realm?

"Longqing, you..."

As this thought crossed Ye Zhu's mind, he was about to stride forward and pull Longqing back.

But at this moment, Ye Xiao Yi grabbed Ye Zhu's sleeve and transmitted his voice, "Don't go, Grandpa. Brother Longqing's Sword Dao expertise is very strong!"

"Extremely strong!"

Ye Xiao Yi had already witnessed this on the Sword God's Road.

"Let go!"

Ye Zhu, irritated, said, "Longqing is only at the Divine Spirit Realm. How could he possibly..."

"Brother Longqing has reached the third gate of the Sword God's Road."

Ye Xiao Yi's words caused Ye Zhu to widen his eyes in disbelief, staring incredulously at Su Changqing in the distance.

The third gate of the Sword God's Road

Even he could only achieve this much!

...

"Hahaha, a gentleman's word is as unchangeable as a galloping horse!"

Xi Men Qing Jun was overjoyed at these words and immediately made his way to the center of the trial platform.

Although it was him and his second brother working together.

But as long as they could defeat Su Changqing today, his Sword Heart Demon would still be removable!

"This is your own choice."

Xi Men Lang Ge's lips curled up in disdain, and he, too, stepped into the arena.

The Sword Pavilion members and the Heavenly Sword disciples all stared at each other, ready to intervene if necessary.

However, the crowd watching was filled with astonishment.

"Has Su Changqing gone mad? That's the four-realm peak Xi Men Lang Ge!"

"Not only that, even a Great Accomplished King on Sword God Mountain would not be a match for Xi Men Lang Ge."

"Hiss! Where did Su Changqing get the courage to challenge him?"

The crowd whispered, their pitying gazes occasionally falling on Su Changqing.

At this moment, not only them but also the Su Clan members in the sky were all sweating with anxiety.

If not for Ye Shu's intervention, they might have rushed into the arena.

...

Just as everyone was discussing, Su Changqing also took steps into the arena.

"Hahaha, Su Changqing, today I will make you die!"

Xi Men Qing Jun burst into laughter, and a mighty sword intent rose from his body.

"Arrogant brat."

Xi Men Lang Ge slowly stepped forward, his expression calm as he smiled lightly,

"You don't understand the vast gap between us!"

Boom!

An overwhelming sword intent erupted, and endless sword radiance surrounded him.

The terrifying aura stirred up a storm of sword intent in the heavens and earth.

"Perish!"

Xi Men Lang Ge lifted his finger, and countless sword intents intertwined, with sword radiance whistling and condensing in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand-foot-tall Heavenly Sword descended with terrifying power, aiming straight at Su Changqing's head!

"Hahaha, die!"

Xi Men Qing Jun laughed out loud, and his sword also slashed out, filling the sky with sword light.

In an instant, the area where Su Changqing stood became a sword domain of death.

Just then,

Su Changqing slowly raised his head, and a purple-golden pattern rapidly emerged from his forehead.

The heavens trembled violently, and the next moment,

Boom!

A boundless golden sword intent erupted from Su Changqing's body.

Countless sword radiance engulfed the heavens and earth, and a majestic seal formed in the void!

Su Changqing rose into the air, his body enveloped in purple-golden light, and his entire aura changed dramatically.

Noble, domineering, and majestic.

Su Changqing, with golden patterns on his forehead, swept his indifferent gaze across the eight directions, like an emperor surveying his territory.

Buzz!

At this moment, countless swords rose into the air, as if kneeling, their tips pointing downward and emitting mournful cries.

All the Sword Cultivators present were shocked, their gazes fixed on the young man in the void who resembled an emperor.

Even the swords in their hands and the 'intent' they cultivated trembled violently.

At this moment, Xi Men Lang Ge and Xi Men Qing Jun stared at Su Changqing in shock, their eyes filled with astonishment.

They couldn't believe that the current Su Changqing was the same as the angry scholar from before.

Su Changqing, standing in the center of the myriad swords, looked at the falling thousand-foot-tall Heavenly Sword and the two below, barely containing his anger.

A mighty roar echoed through the heavens and earth.

"Kneel before me!"

Boom!

The purple-golden majestic seal glowed brightly, and the terrifying sword intent pressure descended like a collapsing sky.

The thousand-foot-tall Heavenly Sword shattered in response, and the endless sword radiance dissipated like blue smoke.

Below, Xi Men Qing Jun and Xi Men Lang Ge faced the terrifying pressure, as if carrying an ancient divine mountain on their backs.

They used all their strength to resist, but the next instant,

Boom! Crack!

Their faces twisted in agony, their bodies trembled like toppling jade pillars, and their knees slammed into the ground, emitting a loud crash.

The heavens and earth suddenly became silent.

The battle had begun, and it was over in an instant.

Xi Men Lang Ge, who could rival a Great Accomplished King in the Sword Dao,

Fell to Su Changqing, who was only at the Divine Spirit Realm, without even a single move.

"Stop!"

After a while, the Heavenly Sword disciples reacted, their faces changing as they shouted in anger.

But at this moment, Su Changqing's black hair danced wildly, his expression cold as he approached Xi Men Qing Jun,

"Release him!"

At this moment, Er Niu was still in their hands.

But it didn't matter; he already had leverage.

"Impossible!"

Xi Men Qing Jun almost couldn't bear to look at Su Changqing, and he shouted, "If you dare, kill me! Su Mingyu is still with us—"

Boom!

Before Xi Men Qing Jun could finish his sentence, Su Changqing's body was engulfed in overwhelming sword intent.

Xi Men Qing Jun's body instantly exploded amidst the endless sword radiance! Blood mist and severed limbs rose, surrounded by countless sword intents.

Su Changqing stood like an iron-blooded emperor, his aura reaching its peak, and he turned to the Heavenly Sword disciples, speaking coldly,

"Release him!"

(End of Chapter)

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