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

What happened in the Yao Guang Holy Land was like an unquenchable wildfire, sweeping across the entire Heavenly Realm at an unimaginable speed.

From the bustling central divine realm to the desolate frontier star sea, wherever living beings gather, they are all discussing the same name.

Chu Feng.

"Have you heard? In the battle at the Yao Guang Holy Land, the Holy Kings of the five top-tier lineages—the Chang Sheng Qi Family, the Sheng Tian Sect, the Sword Palace, and the Taicang Holy Land—all perished!"

"It's more than just a defeat! Jian Wuhen, the Supreme Elder of the Sword Palace, a giant of the Saint King realm, was cleaved in two by that brat named Chu Feng right in front of the Sword Palace Master, his very soul was scattered!"

"Hiss... Killing a Holy King right in front of the Holy Emperor? Is this kid insane?"

"He's more than just a madman! He even fought the Holy Emperor! The Sword Palace Master, wielding the supreme holy weapon, the Heavenly Punishment Sword, couldn't stop him; instead, he had his arm severed and fled in a sorry state!"

"Is this for real? A ninth-level Supreme Realm cultivator defeating a Saint King and going head-to-head with a Saint Emperor? You're not talking about a human, you're talking about a myth!"

"It's absolutely true! There were tens of thousands of people watching the battle, and they all saw it with their own eyes! It's said that the kid possesses the inheritance of the Human Emperor, wields two imperial weapons, the Human Emperor's Sword and the Undying War Spear, and has even broken through to the Saint Realm. He also has an older sister who possesses an innate sword body and also wields an imperial sword!"

"Wow!!! These siblings are terrifying!"

For a time, various versions of rumors spread like wildfire.

The name of Chu Feng resounded throughout the heavens.

Some say he is a peerless genius, one in a million, who single-handedly shattered the reputation of the five top-tier sects, making him a role model for the younger generation.

Some say he's a troublemaker, bringing trouble wherever he goes. His status as the successor of the Human Emperor destined him to be an enemy of all races, and anyone associated with him would have a bad end.

But regardless of what the outside world says, one undisputed fact is that Chu Feng's name is already comparable to those forbidden beings ranked in the top ten of the Myriad Realms Prodigy Ranking.

His sister, Chu Qingge, also had a name that resounded throughout the heavens. With her innate sword body and the imperial weapon, the Heaven-Slaying Sword, she became the focus of attention for countless forces!

……

The Jiang clan, a divine lineage, their ancestral home.

The atmosphere inside the magnificent temple was oppressive.

Jiang Xuantian, the patriarch of the Jiang clan, sat on the throne forged from divine metal, his face ashen, listening to Jiang Daoxuan's report from below.

"waste!"

Upon hearing that not only had they failed to bring Chu Feng back, but that he had been taken away by the people of Shu Mountain, Jiang Xuantian smashed the jade cup in his hand to the ground.

"You couldn't even bring back a severely injured and dying junior! You've utterly disgraced the Jiang clan!"

Jiang Daoxuan knelt before the palace, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, and dared not refute.

"Clan leader, please calm down." A white-haired elder stepped forward and advised, "Elder Dao Xuan was also doing this for the sake of the Divine Clan. He just didn't expect that the remnants of Shu Mountain and that woman from the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce would interfere."

Jiang Xuantian snorted coldly, his anger subsiding slightly. He leaned back on the throne, his fingers unconsciously tapping the armrest.

"Never mind, this isn't your fault." He glanced at Jiang Daoxuan. "Get up."

"Thank you, clan chief."

Jiang Xuantian squinted, his mind racing.

"I underestimated Chu Feng. I didn't expect his growth rate to be so fast."

"To slay a Holy King and confront a Holy Emperor head-on... Such achievements are rare, with few to be found throughout history."

"This child must be firmly controlled by my Jiang clan!"

Upon hearing this, the white-haired elder looked worried: "Clan leader, this boy is unruly and dares to confront even the Holy Emperor. Will he obediently serve our divine race for Tian Yao's sake?"

"Yes." Jiang Xuantian's lips curled into a confident smile. "What kind of person do you think he is, someone who would single-handedly storm the Yao Guang Holy Land for a mere woman?"

The white-haired elder pondered for a moment, then replied, "He values ​​loyalty and righteousness."

"That's right." Jiang Xuantian nodded. "His loyalty and sense of justice are both his strengths and his greatest weakness."

"Tianyao is already pregnant with his child, and that's our biggest bargaining chip. As long as we have the child, we're not afraid he won't comply."

"Pass on my orders!" Jiang Xuantian's eyes flashed with a sharp light. "Bring Miss Tianyao to the Goddess Palace and settle her in properly. Send three times the manpower, no, ten times the manpower, to keep a close watch on her! We must not allow anything to happen to her or the child in her womb!"

"yes!"

……

Meanwhile, at the Sword Palace.

That sacred place of swordsmanship, suspended high in the sky, was now deathly silent.

All the disciples and elders were trembling with fear, not daring to even breathe loudly.

The Lord of the Sword Palace has returned.

He returned alone, his right arm empty, his body radiating a terrifying killing intent capable of freezing galaxies.

He didn't say a word, but walked straight through the council hall, through the Dharma transmission square, and towards the forbidden area deepest in the Sword Palace.

That place is Jianling.

It is the burial place of the strongest warriors of the Sword Palace throughout history, and also the location of the Sword Palace's greatest secret.

When the two Saint Realm elders responsible for guarding the Sword Tomb saw the tragic state of the Sword Palace Master's severed arm, their pupils suddenly contracted, and they were about to ask a question.

"roll!"

A single, chilling word struck the two saints as if by lightning, causing them to cough up blood and fly backward.

The Sword Palace Master, expressionless, pushed open the two stone doors, forged from ten-thousand-year-old black iron and weighing hundreds of millions of kilograms.

squeak-

Amidst the ear-piercing scraping sound, a chilling aura filled with decay, death, and endless sword intent surged forth from behind the dark door.

He walked inside without looking back.

Boom!

The stone gate was slammed shut.

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Shushan Ruins.

This place is not the paradise on earth that people imagine; there are no magnificent palaces or cascading waterfalls.

All that remains are endless ruins and desolate mountains strewn with broken swords, resembling a graveyard.

The air was filled with an everlasting sense of tragic grandeur and desolation.

Gu Santong led Chu Qingge and her group along a hidden ancient path.

"Kid, your little brother is no pushover." Gu Santong took a swig of wine, glanced back at Chu Feng who was being supported by Chu Qingge and Zhuge Yue, and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"The power of a saint, the blood of immortality, and that domineering bloodline that even I, an old man, cannot fathom... So many chaotic powers, forcibly mixed into one body, and it didn't explode on the spot. It's truly a monster."

Upon hearing this, a hint of worry flashed in Chu Qingge's eyes: "Senior, Xiao Feng, he..."

"He won't die." Gu Santong waved his hand. "He's just seriously injured. His meridians are broken, his internal organs are displaced, and even his saintly essence was almost destroyed. The most troublesome thing is that he forcibly borrowed too much power that didn't belong to him. Now these powers are running rampant in his body, conflicting with each other. Ordinary pills are completely useless."

As they spoke, the group arrived at an inconspicuous mountain peak.

Gu Santong stretched out his finger and tapped rhythmically several times on the stone wall in front of him.