Even in death, Chen Tu was trapped in a state of illusion and nightmare.

Could he really die? And at the hands of a mere child of the War Ancient Sky? Incredibly, with just one move?

Bang!

Chen Tu fell heavily, the gaping wound in his chest poured blood as bright as a blade.

The four Martial Cultivators from the Chen Family, who had been like wooden stakes standing with cold weapons around the carriage, finally began to think at this moment.

The Young Master is dead? Killed in an instant?

The four were first gripped by bone-chilling horror, for with the Young Master's death, their fate was sealed—they were doomed without question. How could a servant survive when their master perished?

Aside from the crippling horror, only a relentless intention to kill remained—a killing intent towards Su Chen. Their fate was sealed by the Young Master's death brought upon them by Su Chen. Could they not seek vengeance for him?

"Kill!!!" In the next moment, the four raised their heads suddenly, speaking in unison, their killing intent exploding with sharpness like hawks locking onto prey, they attacked Su Chen in an instant without defense, only advancing relentlessly.

The four seemed to have achieved Unity of Man and Sword as they charged at Su Chen.

Fierce!

Incredibly fierce!

Their desperate attack was extremely fierce, shattering the space in front of the Sword Emperor Stone, turning it into a rain of swords spreading across the sky.

The four were performing at their utmost strength.

However.

Faced with these four attacks, Su Chen merely raised an indifferent eyebrow and coldly ordered, "Die!"

In the strange ripple of Soul Annihilation, like the Grim Reaper, it split into four parts, simultaneously invading the Soul Sea of each of them!

Then, the four young men, who had approached Su Chen, suddenly froze. Their advancing steps, extreme killing intent, and terrifying fierceness vanished in a flash, their life force rapidly retreating!

These four, although they were in the Humanity Daoism Realm, were only at the first and second layers. Compared to Chen Tu, they were far inferior, especially against Su Chen. To instantly kill these four, Su Chen only needed to use a Soul Technique. He didn't even need to use it seriously to deal with them.

The disparity in strength was too vast.

The Martial Cultivators of the Sword Emperor Palace had completely lost their souls, as if the chilling cold had frozen even their bone marrow; even Sect Master Yang Chengjian of the Sword Emperor Palace could not breathe, others could only imagine.

They had already estimated Su Chen to be incredibly strong, for a widely renowned name has no incompetent bearer.

Yet, witnessing firsthand how Su Chen effortlessly killed Chen Tu and others, that kind of shock, that kind of strength that induced despair, left them breathless, unable to describe Su Chen's terror with words!

Perhaps, if Su Chen wished, he could wipe out everyone in the Sword Emperor Palace within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

At Su Chen's level of strength, every Martial Cultivator in the War Ancient Sky, regardless of who they are, must seem like ants to him.

The most terrified among the crowd was undoubtedly Zheng Danling. She could no longer feel her legs, her body soft and collapsing there, emitting a faint odor. Her lower body was a pale yellow.

She had been scared to the point of incontinence, truly scared out of her mind.

In her mind, it was as if a divine weapon had stirred for ten days to half a month, creating chaos like swirling chaos.

She trembled, violently trembled, her mind thoroughly collapsing.

Compared to Zheng Danling, Zheng Jiuxing was not much better... although still able to stand, his face lacked the slightest hint of color.

"He..." Chen Yan was thus rendered bewildered, even doubting if the Su Chen in front of her was really the same guy she had known one or two years ago.

Even a monster must have a limit, right? But clearly, Su Chen had none. Did Su Chen's cultivation for one day equal others' million years? Otherwise, how had he reached such a level in just one or two years?

Chen Yan thought her progress in the past one or two years was fast enough, yet compared to Su Chen, she felt an urgency like she might as well die right now.

"Monster!!!" Chen Yan's face twisted into a bitter smile.

"Sect Master Yang, next, I want to comprehend the Sword Emperor Stone." Su Chen said, as he was about to comprehend the Sword Emperor Stone, he had no concern for his safety, nor did he worry that anyone from the Sword Emperor Palace would dare to make a move against him.

Firstly, even if given ten thousand guts, the Sword Emperor Palace's Martial Cultivators wouldn't dare, as his act of instantly killing Chen Tu terrified even Yang Chengjian beyond measure.

Secondly, even if the Sword Emperor Palace dared to act, there was the Soul Devouring Beast. The Soul Devouring Beast had recently awoken, though Su Chen didn't yet know how strong it was now. He knew it could easily eliminate someone of Yang Chengjian's level like cutting vegetables.

Thirdly, and what Su Chen relied on most, even if he was attacked or killed while comprehending the Sword Emperor Stone, even if the Soul Devouring Beast couldn't stop it, he was Undying and Indestructible—as long as the Divine Mansion remained intact, Su Chen would not die.

It was with these three points in mind that Su Chen decided to begin comprehending the Sword Emperor Stone without making other preparations or arrangements.

"Young Master Su, please. I assure you that as you comprehend the Sword Emperor Stone, we will guard you, ensuring no one disturbs you," Yang Chengjian took a deep breath, speaking solemnly and respectfully.

Su Chen nodded indifferently.

Then, he sat down directly on the ground.

Sitting down cross-legged, Su Chen dismissed all distracting thoughts, letting his eyes fall on that Sword Emperor Stone.

Staring!

Gazing intently!

As he stared, Su Chen's eyes soon gleamed.

Because, as he stared, he saw on the Sword Emperor Stone, someone practicing swordsmanship.

The image rippled on the Sword Emperor Stone like reflections.

Su Chen confirmed this was no illusion.

This practice imagery was left by the Old Ancestor of the Sword Emperor Palace.

An elderly man wielding a sword, with no complexity, no sword moves, just wielding the sword, an ordinary sword.

In total, the elderly man swung it nine times.

First sword, split a thirty-thousand-meter-high mountain clean in half!

Second sword, cut through a hundred meters thick purple lightning Above the Nine Heavens, neatly and precisely.

Third sword, annihilated a Pure-blooded True Dragon.

Fourth sword, obliterated a range of stars spanning thousands of kilometers.

Fifth sword, destroyed a Plane World.

Sixth sword, as the sword emerged, a Void World was annihilated.

Seventh sword, shook Absolute Space.

Eighth sword, as the sword emerged, the sword in the old man's hand seemed to wail, and gain life—suddenly it became sentient! From lacking spirit to possessing it!

Ninth sword, as the sword emerged, the old man ascended. His ascension was not from Minor Thousand Worlds to the Grand Cosmos World nor from the Grand Cosmos World to the Chaos Divine Kingdom. It seemed like he ascended to an entirely different world, perhaps another Universe.

After seeing these Nine Swords, Su Chen's complexion turned pale. He was breathing heavily, sweat covering his face. There was even blood at the corner of his mouth.

"So strong!!!" Su Chen muttered to himself, disbelief mixed with lingering fear.

Just watching the imagery of the old man's Nine Swords, he felt his mind was crammed, on the verge of bursting.

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