I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

"You think you're worthy to make me kneel?"

Chu Feng's voice wasn't loud, but in this desolate world frozen by the will of the sage, it was like a red-hot iron rod, piercing everyone's eardrums.

Especially the golden eye in the sky, composed of billions of stars.

At this moment, those cold, indifferent eyes that looked down upon all living beings seemed to show a barely perceptible fluctuation.

It was as if a high and mighty god had heard the most blasphemous provocation from an ant.

"He has some backbone."

The grand and ancient voice rang out once more, but this time, it was devoid of any emotion, carrying only the pure judgment of Heaven.

"Unfortunately, integrity is worthless in the face of absolute power."

The moment the words fell, that giant golden eye suddenly opened and closed!

A dazzling golden sword light, seemingly condensing the primordial light of the entire universe, burst forth from the depths of his eyes!

The sword light left his eyes and instantly transformed into a colossal sword, ten thousand feet long, constructed entirely from the purest Geng metal laws and the Great Dao of the Sword!

The giant sword is surrounded by the sun, moon, and stars, with chaotic energy rising and falling. Wherever the sword tip points, the void is silently annihilated, turning into the most primordial nothingness.

An indescribable sense of suffocation and death instantly locked onto Chu Feng.

Compared to this sword strike, all the previous attacks from Celestial Venerables and Lords seemed like child's play.

This was a blow from a saint!

Even if it is just the descent of a will, the attack it unleashes has already transcended the boundaries of the mortal world and touched the origin of the "Tao"!

Chu Feng's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

The Burial Coffin within his body trembled violently, and the power of Blood Floating Pagoda, Thunder Lord, and others surged forth without reservation, constructing layer upon layer of defense in front of him.

However, all of this seemed so fragile and powerless in the face of that slowly descending golden greatsword.

"It's over..."

In the distance, those cultivators who had survived by sheer luck but were unable to move due to the Holy Might all showed despair in their eyes.

This sword strike is enough to completely wipe out the entire Apocalypse City, along with all of them, from this world!

But at this critical moment...

"Use a sword in front of me?"

A cold, aloof, and seemingly timeless voice drifted out.

The Sword Demon Dugu Shang, who had been silent all along, moved.

He slowly raised the rusty iron sword, his movements simple and unadorned, like a young boy learning to swordsmanship, wielding his first sword in his life.

It lacked any earth-shattering grandeur or dazzling brilliance.

He simply and directly met the massive, golden sword that was about ten thousand feet long as it was about to fall.

A sword thrust out.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at this moment.

Everyone could clearly see that the rusty iron sword and the great sword of law, formed from the will of a saint, met fiercely in mid-air.

There was no earth-shattering collision.

There was no roar of laws collapsing.

The tip of the iron sword struck the tip of the golden greatsword with perfect precision.

"bite--"

A clear, melodious sound, like the soft tinkling of jade beads falling onto a plate, resounded throughout the entire world.

Then, a scene that everyone will never forget appeared.

That invincible golden giant sword, which seemed capable of slaying eternity, began to show a tiny crack starting from its tip.

Then, the cracks spread like a spider web at an alarming speed!

"Click...click click..."

The crisp, shattering sounds blended together.

It only takes the time it takes to breathe.

The colossal sword, forged from the will of a sage, shattered inch by inch before everyone's very eyes, transforming into a shower of golden light that drifted down from the sky.

One sword, and the saint is shattered!

"puff--"

Sword Demon Dugu Shang's figure suddenly swayed, and a mouthful of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

His once solid figure became much more ethereal in that instant, as if it might vanish with the wind at any moment.

Clearly, the blow that directly confronted the will of the sage had placed a tremendous burden on his remnant soul.

"Who...who are you?!"

Above the heavens, the giant golden eye contracted violently, and for the first time, its magnificent voice carried a hint of disbelief and shock.

"Why is your sword intent so strong?!"

"You are not worthy to use your sword in front of me."

The Sword Demon wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head, and a hint of arrogant disdain flashed in his calm, deep eyes.

He looked into the giant golden eye and spoke in a calm tone, as if greeting an old friend.

"Is that old bastard Jian Wuhen dead?"

boom!

Upon hearing this, those giant golden eyes suddenly erupted with boundless fury!

"How dare you! You address the Supreme Elder of my Sword Palace by his given name!"

Sword Palace!

Supreme Elder!

Everyone present was deeply shocked.

They finally knew where this terrifying will of the saint came from!

That is the true behemoth of the celestial realm, the Sword Palace, which established its sect on the way of the sword and has passed down its supreme lineage for several eras!

Jian Wuhen is the highest-ranking and most unfathomably powerful elder in the Sword Palace, an old monster who has lived for countless millennia!

"Oh."

Upon hearing this, the Sword Demon sneered, his contempt undisguised.

"Back then, that old bastard, relying on his grasp of the true essence of swordsmanship, wanted to challenge me. But I cleaved his natal sword in two with a single strike, and he knelt before me like a dog, begging for mercy. Meanwhile, you, little brat, were probably playing in the mud in some corner of the world!"

His words struck everyone's hearts like a series of heavy blows.

And in the sky above, that giant golden eye trembled violently!

The past of the Supreme Elder is the greatest taboo of the Sword Palace!

Legend has it that during the peak of his life, the Supreme Elder suffered a crushing defeat. That defeat not only caused him to lose his natal holy sword, but also cast an indelible shadow over his sword heart, causing him to stagnate for countless years and never be able to make any further progress!

The person who defeated him remains a mystery.

Now, the answer to this mystery seems to be...

That saintly will stared intently at the illusory yet aloof figure below. A name, sealed deep within his memory, that made his soul tremble, surfaced in his mind.

"You...you are...a sword..."

"roll!"

Before he could finish speaking, the icy, chilling voice of Sword Demon Du Ling Shang rang out.

"Get out of here or you'll die!"

His empty eyes flashed with a crazy and obsessive light, and an unparalleled sword law, so pure as to be able to completely cleave the world apart, surged up from his body!