Brother Who Determines the Fate of the Nation: My Great Emperor's Cultivation Level Exposed by

The Gengjin Divine Sword and the Purple Gold Thunder Arc struck the Rock Horned Dragon's chest and abdomen simultaneously.

This attack was different from the previous ones. The Grand Elder and the City Lord exchanged a glance in mid-air, and their spiritual energy fluctuations reached their peak at the same moment. They unleashed all their natal magic treasures and natal divine abilities, leaving no room for retreat.

The golden light and lightning collided and merged into a blinding white light, piercing through the thickest rock armor in the center of the Rock Horned Dragon's chest and abdomen.

boom.

This word is insufficient to describe the impact of that attack. The ground within a ten-mile radius collapsed by three feet, and the cultivators who had just stood up and cheered on the city wall were shaken to the side and staggered.

When the white light dissipated, a hole two zhang in diameter was torn open in the chest and abdomen of the Rock Horned Dragon. Grayish-white flesh was turned inside out, shattered scales fell off, and thick demon blood flowed like a waterfall.

That patch of yellowish-brown light was revealed.

Deep within the wound, a yellow crystal core the size of an infant's fist floated amidst the flesh and blood, its surface covered with natural earth patterns, radiating an earth-elemental spiritual power so dense it was suffocating.

The core of thick earth.

The Rock Horned Dragon let out a miserable cry, bracing itself on all fours as its massive body sank downwards, trying to burrow back into the ground.

The monks on the city wall saw the large hole shrinking at a visible speed, the shattered scales regrowing from the edges of the wound and healing, and the core still supplying energy.

"One more strike!" the city lord roared, and purple-gold lightning arcs gathered around him again, while the spiritual power of his innate divine ability was being compressed wildly.

The Grand Elder's Gengjin Divine Sword swirled back into his hand, its golden gleam dimmed by one-tenth of its previous intensity. That sword strike had consumed too much energy, and it would take at least three breaths to recharge.

Both of them were gathering their strength at the same time.

The old forces have just departed, and the new forces have not yet arisen.

Half a breath.

A fatal gap has appeared on the battlefield.

No one noticed the blurry figure moving swiftly close to the ground. The concealment talisman made Su Xuan's presence virtually nonexistent; even the movement of the air couldn't detect him.

The rock horned dragon's body was still sinking, and the large hole in its chest and abdomen, which was still ten feet wide, was rapidly healing.

enough.

Su Xuan suddenly dispelled his concealment when he was less than thirty feet away from the Demon King, and the spiritual power circulation speed of the Asura Divine Body was instantly pulled to its limit.

The four elements of spiritual power surged out of his dantian at the same time, and the four colors of light—water, fire, metal, and wood—intertwined together, his figure transforming into a white-gold afterimage.

The four supernatural powers were activated simultaneously.

The Geng metal sword energy enveloped his right arm, the Ren water ice froze his body to protect him, the Bing fire flame burned away any obstacles in front of him, and the Jia wood vitality poured into his muscle fibers to enhance his explosive power.

The platinum afterimage tore through the air, and the thirty-foot distance was reduced to zero in less than half a breath.

Su Xuan rushed in through the still-healing wound.

The flesh and blood of the Rock Horned Dragon were harder than he had imagined, with grayish-white muscle fibers tightly bound together like iron wire.

However, with the physical strength of the Asura God Body combined with the opening of the Gengjin Sword Qi, those muscles were no different from paper in front of him.

With his right hand thrusting in, the Gengjin sword energy extended half a foot from his fingertip, severing the last few spiritual energy meridians between the core of the thick earth and the demon king's body.

He closed his fingers and grasped the crystal core.

Scalding hot and heavy, earth-elemental spiritual energy surged wildly from the core surface, washing over his meridians. The bones and muscles of the Asura God Body were enduring an unimaginable spiritual energy impact.

Without hesitation, Su Xuan tightened his fingers and pulled outwards.

With a muffled thud, along with a large amount of minced flesh and demon blood, the core of the thick earth was ripped out of the body of the rock horned dragon.

The Demon King's screams changed tone at that moment.

It wasn't pain, it was fear.

The moment it lost the power supply from the core of the earth, the wounds on its chest and abdomen that were healing stopped.

Its limbs were visibly weakening, and its grayish-yellow scales began to peel off piece by piece, like dead tree bark.

Its massive body swayed twice, its forelimbs giving way, and it crashed to the ground with a thud.

The earth trembled.

The Rock Horned Dragon fell.

The cultivators on the city wall were all dumbfounded. The city lord and the grand elder, who were still gathering their strength in mid-air, stopped their movements and stared at the spot where the demon king had collapsed.

When Su Xuan emerged from the demon king's body, his entire body was stained with demon blood, and his gray-brown robes, once worn by a rogue cultivator, were no longer recognizable as their original color.

He held the fist-sized yellow crystal core in his right hand, earth-elemental spiritual power overflowing from between his fingers.

I got it.

But the next moment, his expression changed.

At the moment of full power, the bone structure reconstruction of the Heavenly Secret Disguise Technique began to collapse. The bones of the face were making slight noises, the cheekbones were pushed outward, the jawline was retracted, and the brow ridges were raised. That withered middle-aged face was rapidly reverting to its original appearance.

The ability to conceal one's presence has also failed.

The unique spiritual energy fluctuations of the Asura Divine Body surged out from within his body, and that sharp, piercing aura could no longer be concealed.

In mid-air, the Lord of Thunder City was staring blankly at the Demon King's corpse when suddenly a familiar spiritual energy fluctuation, chilling him to the bone, came from below.

His pupils shrank to pinpoints.

He had been searching for this aura in his dreams for nearly twenty years, and his men had searched half of the Eastern Wilderness just to find the owner of this aura.

The man who killed his son.

The city lord slowly lowered his head, his gaze falling on the blood-soaked figure beside the demon king's corpse. The figure's face was still changing, gradually transforming from a gaunt middle-aged man into a young face.

A young man in a gray robe, in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, wielding four types of spiritual power.

That alchemist from the Vajra Sect.

The city lord's eyes turned red.

"So it was you, you little beast!"

The roar, carrying the spiritual pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator, crashed down, causing at least ten Foundation Establishment cultivators on the city wall to bleed from their mouths and noses.

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The barrage of comments instantly covered the entire screen.

"Holy crap, their identity has been exposed!"

"Su Shen is in danger!"

"Stealing a monster right in front of a Nascent Soul stage monster, that's going to draw a lot of aggro!"

"It's over, it's over, it's over! The city lord recognized him! Su Shen killed his son!"

"Where the Grand Elder is, he'll protect them, right?"

"The look in the city lord's eyes sent chills down my spine; he really wanted to kill me."

forbidden.

Su Ruoruo dug her fingers into her knees, leaned forward, and stared intently at the sky.

Su Ruoruo dared not utter a sound, her knuckles turning white.

On the sky.

Su Xuan showed no sign of panic.

With a flick of his right hand, the core of the earth was stored in his storage ring, the entire action taking less than half a breath.

With his left hand, he simultaneously raised a life-saving array plate, and an earthen-yellow light screen opened up in front of him, blocking the city lord's lightning arc for a moment before the array plate shattered.

One breath is enough.

His figure transformed into a white-gold arc of light, all four elements of spiritual power poured into his legs, and the explosive power of the Asura Divine Body reached its peak at this moment. His speed broke through the limit of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he shot towards the camp of the Vajra Sect.

The beast tide collapsed.

The moment the Rock Horned Dragon's corpse crashed to the ground, the dense swarms of earth-type monsters outside the city seemed to have their spines removed.

The rock-armored beast horde, which had been roaring and charging just a second ago, turned tail and ran. The low-level monsters trampled each other and scattered in all directions, unable to even tell which way to go.

The group is leaderless.

The defenders of Thunder City surged out from the city walls to hunt down the remaining soldiers, their cheers deafening. Several Foundation Establishment cultivators hugged each other and cried, shouting that they had survived.

The Grand Elder sheathed his sword, the golden Gengjin Divine Sword returning to his sleeve, his face expressionless.

The Lord of Thunder City stood in mid-air, the purple-gold lightning arcs still clinging to his body, his eyes fixed on the direction of the Vajra Sect camp, veins bulging from his forehead to his jaw.

But he didn't chase after him.

It wasn't that I didn't want to, it's just that the meaning behind the Grand Elder's sword thrust across the middle was too clear.

To harm him is tantamount to waging war against the Vajra Sect.

Thunder City has just survived the beast tide; if it were to break ties with a first-rate sect, it would be truly finished.

The city lord gritted his teeth and turned back to the city.

Inside the Vajra Sect camp, Su Xuan was helped by Zhou Yuan to sit on a supply wagon. His body was covered in demon blood that hadn't dried yet, and the gray-brown robe he wore was tattered beyond recognition.

His face had completely returned to its original appearance; the gray-robed youth had a cold expression, completely different from the gaunt Chen Sanren he had been before.

The elder walked back and glanced at him.

Su Xuan cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you, Elder."

The elder snorted, "Don't cause me any trouble."

That's what she said, but as she turned around, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Two days later, the city's defensive formations were repaired to seven layers, the remnants of the beast tide were cleared away, and the Vajra Sect's rescue mission officially ended.

The Lord of Thunder City did not show up at all.

The documents for the acquisition of 800,000 high-grade spirit stones and three fourth-grade spirit veins were delivered by the deputy city lord. He didn't look too happy, but he didn't shortchange him on anything he was entitled to.

The Grand Elder received the document, said nothing more, and ordered the camp to be disbanded that very afternoon.

More than a hundred streaks of light rose into the sky, heading rapidly towards the Vajra Sect.

Su Xuan mingled in the central army position, having changed into a clean gray robe. His expression returned to its usual cold and calm demeanor. In his right storage ring, there was a fist-sized yellow crystal core, and the fluctuations of earth-type spiritual energy were tightly sealed by him with four layers of restrictions.

Zhou Yuan flew over from the side and glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and finally stammered, "Elder Su... Elder Su, you really have a lot of nerve."

Su Xuan didn't reply, his gaze fixed straight ahead.

Zhou Yuan wisely shut up and quickly returned to his team.

The group flew for a hundred miles, just outside the territory of Thunder City.

On the horizon ahead, more than a dozen streaks of light cleaved down from the clouds, blocking the path that the Vajra Sect army was bound to take.

The spiritual pressure spread out, and more than a dozen peak Golden Core auras overlapped. Although it couldn't compare to the overwhelming power of the Nascent Soul level, it was still enough to make things difficult for the Foundation Establishment inner disciples in the team.

The beam of light at the very front dissipated, revealing a figure clad in cyan armor.

Lord of Thunder City

Behind him stood twelve Golden Core Peak cultivators, fully armed, with magical treasures in hand, their killing intent undisguised.

The Vajra Sect's group was forced to stop.

The elder's escape light floated out from the head of the group. He didn't speak, just hovered in mid-air looking at the other side.

The Lord of Thunder City spoke, his voice hoarse, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth: "Li Xuanfeng, hand over the person."

The Grand Elder did not move.

The city lord raised his hand and pointed towards the central army. The direction of his fingertip was so precise that it was as if it had been measured with a ruler, pointing directly at Su Xuan's location.

"Su Xuan, an inner sect elder of the Vajra Sect, in the late Foundation Establishment stage, killed my only son nineteen years ago in my Thunder City territory and stole his magic treasures and spirit stones. This enmity is irreconcilable."

The city lord's voice carried far in the sky, and all the Vajra Sect disciples in the ranks heard it. Many of them glanced at the gray-robed youth in the central army.

"Today I only want this person; the rest of you will not harm the people of Thunder City. Elder Li, give me a straight answer."

Su Xuan stood beside the supply wagon, and upon hearing this, he looked up with a blank expression on his face.

He took two steps forward, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the city lord, and said with a hint of confusion in his voice, "Your Majesty, my name is Su Xuan, an elder of the Pill Hall of the Vajra Sect. I usually only know how to refine pills; killing is something else entirely..."

He shrugged, looking utterly helpless: "Are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else?"

The city lord's eyelid twitched.

One of the Vajra Sect disciples in the group couldn't help but burst out laughing, and was slapped on the back of the head by the senior brother next to him.

The Grand Elder finally moved, stepping forward to block Su Xuan. His black robe billowed in the air currents driven by spiritual pressure, and the pressure of a Nascent Soul level cultivator was slowly released from his body.

"Lord Chen, it is not your place in Thunder City to name people from my Vajra Sect."

The city lord gritted his teeth: "Li Xuanfeng, the evidence is irrefutable. Is your Vajra Sect going to protect a murderer?"

"What irrefutable evidence?" The elder asked in a nonchalant tone, as if he were talking about the weather.

"You think you can just kill me like that?"

The city lord took a deep breath and took out a fist-sized black jade plate from his sleeve. The surface of the jade plate was engraved with complex array patterns, and a drop of dark red essence blood was inlaid in the center.

The Secret Treasure of Aura Tracking.

The city lord poured his spiritual power into the jade plate, and the dark red essence blood circulated within the array patterns. A pale red ray of light shot out from the jade plate, passed by the Grand Elder's side, and landed steadily on Su Xuan's chest.

The light was perfectly even, so bright it was blinding.

There was a moment of silence in the line.

The city lord's voice was icy cold: "This is a tracking charm forged from my son's heart's blood. Nineteen years have passed, yet the blood charm remains unextinguished, the enemy remains alive, and the light remains undiminished. Elder Li, is this strong enough?"

The elder glanced at the red light, then at the gray-robed youth behind him who was being pointed at by the red light.

Su Xuan's expression finally returned to normal; he stopped feigning innocence and resumed his usual cold demeanor.

The Grand Elder turned back to face the City Lord, his tone unchanged.

"Even if he killed him, so what?"

The city lord's pupils contracted for a moment.

"We are from the Vajra Sect," the Grand Elder took a step forward, and the Gengjin Divine Sword flew out from his sleeve, hovering above his right shoulder, its golden light dazzling.

"It's none of your business, Thunder City, to lay a finger on a hair."

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Anna slapped her thigh: "This old man is just my type! He'll really step up if needed!"

On the sky, the face of the Thunder City Lord was twisted to the extreme.

Nineteen years.

He searched for nineteen years.

They spent half the resources of a city to refine the tracking treasure and sent hundreds of people to search the entire Eastern Wilderness, all for this moment.

Now his enemy stands before him, his light pointing the way, the evidence irrefutable, yet the enemy's protector tells him—so what?

The city lord closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, there was no room for negotiation left.

He raised his right hand.

Behind him, twelve Golden Core Peak cultivators stepped forward simultaneously, unleashing their magical treasures and converging their spiritual power. A twelve-person combined attack formation took shape in mid-air, with yellowish-brown array patterns spreading out from their feet, dyeing the entire sky a dark gold.

"Li Xuanfeng, since your Vajra Sect insists on protecting us, then don't blame me for breaking the rules."

The city lord's hand fell downwards.

The spiritual pressure of twelve peak Golden Core cultivators exploded simultaneously, and the light barrier of the combined killing formation swept towards the Vajra Sect's camp.