Chapter 394: Verbal Transmission
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After hearing Su Cheng's words and inner thoughts, Ye Qinghan understood. The Master wanted them to realize this.
So-called justice and evil were merely subjective judgments of one side.
But Ye Qinghan didn't care.
"They're nothing but a bunch of ants! Qinghan will slaughter them all for you, Master!"
Shi Yao, however, only saw the sheer number of enemies!
"Shiyao will help too! Shiyao will protect Master and Senior Sister!"
Dongfang Jue swung his spear without a word.
The Divine Mandate had descended upon the world. The failed product of the second generation of the God-Slaying Plan, known as Zero Two, the World-Destroyer.
Even if one could slay a god and seize its authority, the power wielded by an ant holding that authority remained less than a tenth of the authority's true might.
The long night was approaching, yet the man before them pointed his weapon at Su Cheng.
Su Cheng found this laughable. He couldn't fathom what he'd done to provoke these people.
Whether as the original host or Cheng Liang, he had never intentionally harmed them. Truth be told, he'd been scrambling to avoid them.
The power to destroy the world was unleashed. Su Cheng intended to use this might to make them understand that as a king, his title was not merely empty.
He needed to prove to his disciples that his claim of indifference was genuine—he truly did not hold these clownish troublemakers…
in his eyes!
Black mist swirled around him like demonic energy, sending shivers down the spines of the righteous cultivators watching.
The banner of righteousness bent under the twisted wind, and a hint of apprehension flickered in the cultivators' eyes. They seemed to be whispering something.
"Cease your futile resistance!"
"Surrender now!"
"After committing such heinous crimes, do you truly believe you and your disciple can escape justice?"
"Look at that guy!"
"What's there to fear? Can he really kill us all?"
Yeah, like he could kill us all?
This was a joint campaign launched by the Twelve Great Immortal Sects and dozens of powerful clans. The sheer numbers involved were far beyond what human strength could possibly overcome.
But Su Cheng didn't rely on manpower—he wielded magical power!
If his magical power runs out, can he still use spiritual energy?
If all else fails, what about demonic energy?
"Jue'er, tell your master—what do you see?"
Dongfang Jue remained silent. She knew this was her master's new lesson—today's instruction would be delivered personally by him.
"Shiyu, what do you see?"
"Shiyao sees nothing."
Su Cheng didn't ask Ye Qinghan, for the fangs that were usually hidden had already bared themselves.
That was Ye Qinghan's answer. Had the Master not stood before her, she would have claimed countless heads already.
One remained silent, one saw nothing, and one yearned to slaughter everyone before her.
The three deadliest killers in the cultivation world hovered behind Su Cheng, while Su Cheng himself seemed like a demon god descended, leaving the outer sect disciples behind him utterly dumbfounded.
"So-called justice is a matter of perspective. What benefits them is justice; what benefits the ruler is virtue."
"But if one clings to the heart of a mortal, how can one ever become immortal?"
"What I wish to impart to you is this: listen less, observe more."
"What is deemed impossible may not be so; what is deemed unfeasible may prove otherwise."
"Even I, your master, shall not become shackles binding you. You can! You will! Once you kneel before me as disciples, no rules shall constrain you sisters. No notions of good or evil shall judge my pupils."
Even as only the disciples who had taken vows followed him beyond the mountain gates, Miaomiao, Yulan, Cangjue, Baitao, and even Xu Zhanfeng watched from afar, hearing Su Cheng's words.
"Right and wrong shall be judged by your master alone. Good and evil shall be evaluated by your master alone. Summer insects cannot comprehend ice—simply act!"
With that, Ye Qinghan charged forth—her master needed no further prompting.
A snow-white silhouette danced amidst the crimson mist, like a shattered dream flower blooming in a sea of blood. The blood-soaked mire could not tarnish her purity; the rust-tinged stench of sin could not mask her fragrance.
A flash of three-foot-long cold steel—and throats were severed!
Hah! What nonsense about Foundation Establishment or Golden Core peak experts? Before Ye Qinghan, the chief direct disciple of Lingxian Hall, they were but lambs awaiting slaughter—destined only for the butcher's knife!
"I won't tell you what to do or what not to do."
The Thirteen-Colored Sacred Blood Sword emerged—a divine technique Shi Yao had never even used against her senior sister. This was her ultimate move.
With the blood of the Holy Maiden, she wielded the blade that purged sin. Like divine retribution descending, all within its reach met certain death.
"Many things, you only know if you can do them after you try."
"If you wait here to die, you will surely perish. But if you raise the sword in your hand, even if hope is faint, it is not entirely gone."
"Let your master witness your growth, shall we?"
The two senior sisters had already charged into battle. Yet Dongfang Jue, though gripping his Godslayer Spear tightly, did not advance a single step. He merely hovered behind his master.
Su Cheng did not glance back at Dongfang Jue. This was not hesitation, but a deliberate choice.
Su Cheng would not interfere with his disciples' decisions. Whatever path they chose, it was not wrong.
As golden pupils flashed, the piercing whistle of air was followed by the Godslayer Spear erupting like a bullet!
Its force was so ferocious it seemed capable of piercing the heavens and tearing through space itself!
It knocked aside the piercing blade hurtling toward Li Shiyao, landing squarely in the center of the battlefield.
Su Cheng remained silent, watching intently. After all, the main event hadn't even begun yet!
Ye Yanwang and the Trouser-Pulling Immortal had formed a formidable alliance, slaughtering gods who stood in their way and slaying Buddhas who dared to oppose them.
Though Lingxian Mountain was supposedly surrounded so tightly not even water could seep through, their offensive had now been utterly shattered!
Cultivators who had been attempting to breach the formation now recognized the terrifying power of the two Immortal Maidens. They shifted their focus, preparing to eliminate the two direct disciples first.
According to the planned division of labor, several clan heads and sect masters were supposed to be responsible for distracting the three direct disciples. However, with the fall of two clan heads, the remaining clan heads and sect masters were already panicking!
These two, merely at the Golden Core cultivation level, were actually suppressing a group of Transformation Core masters, elders, and family heads!
Dozens unleashed a barrage of magical treasures and divine abilities, yet failed to scratch either of them!
Not only did Li Shiyao's innate treasure, the Chaos Bell, block most divine attacks, but the training over these past three days had proven remarkably effective!
Compared to He Guang's absurdly slow strikes and attack speed, these opponents' force and velocity were on an entirely different level!
These attacks couldn't even scratch them. Aside from occasionally dodging flying void blades or other immortal artifacts from another realm, these so-called "Transcendent-stage powerhouses" were utterly useless against the two!
Holding them back? Who the hell could hold them back?
Ye Qinghan seemed possessed by a killing god. One moment of inattention, and another unfortunate elder met an untimely demise!
Li Shiyao was even more relentless, swinging her sword like a crazed woman. There was no pattern or technique to her attacks—she just chased and hacked!
But the damn thing was that these two were impervious to blades and arrows. The only artifacts that could possibly wound them were precisely the ones that couldn't hit them!
How the hell were they supposed to contain them?
It was pure annihilation! Their passive defense had devolved into a complete rout!
But just then, the real protagonists arrived!
The two male protagonists of this world—one righteous, one villainous—made their dazzling entrance!
Cheng Liang, the Heavenly Dao Pavilion Master, a great cultivator at the Fusion Stage, blessed by the Heavenly Dao's fortune!
And his personal disciple, Shangguan Rou—the strongest among his disciples, whose Nascent Soul cultivation rivals that of the elders and who wields immense authority!
The original master who had returned to this world, wielding a divine artifact from another realm—the terrifying Su Cheng!
And his disciple, the only direct disciple who had also returned to this world and knew Su Cheng inside out, Chu Youwei!
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