I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 218 A Broadsword forty Miles Long

Having been resurrected, Lian Hongying's physique, bloodline, martial arts energy, and even her mental will have undergone tremendous changes.

Her vital energy and blood completely merged, flowing and surging through her eight extraordinary meridians, like a giant dragon awakening.

The mind and will encompass heaven and earth, enveloping nature, radiating a blazing red divine light from within, forming a circular halo with a radius of one foot behind the head.

At the same time, the power of the supreme gods and saints surged forth, shining like the sun and moon, eternally illuminating the mountains and rivers.

In essence, the Martial Saint is still a "human being".

The God of War has been elevated to a higher form of life. The biggest difference is that the God of War can pass on his power to his descendants through genetic compilation.

This is the origin of the divine lineage!

The Rakshasa tribe, the Qiongqi tribe, and many other strange and intelligent tribes within the secret realm of the cave all originated from this. They inherited the powerful bloodline of their ancestors, thus possessing extraordinary talents from birth, and established powerful tribes, families, and even kingdoms.

Every martial god is the "source" of this bloodline group and is revered as the "ancestor" by the divine descendants.

Lian Hongying felt the changes she had undergone after her transformation. A surging, powerful force emanated from her body, as if she could move mountains and fill seas, and pluck stars and seize the moon with a mere wave of her hand.

The power of God is so vast, boundless, and inexhaustible.

However, she soon realized that she had not yet fully completed this transformation, because the power of the gods did not come from herself, but was more like an authority.

The power of authority comes from the Great Way.

In ancient times, all the gods in the sky embodied the Dao, thus gathering the power of all living beings.

Observe the way of Heaven, and act in accordance with Heaven.

Human nature is inherent, but so is human cunning.

The way of Heaven is established to govern humanity.

When Lian Hongying reached the Martial Saint realm, the reason she chose the Pure World Red Lotus as her spiritual image was because she witnessed the hardships of the people's lives while traveling through various countries.

Although she was born into royalty, she had the world at heart and wanted to do something for the Rakshasa people under her rule.

The master of Kunlun Grotto is the Queen Mother of the West. Lian Hongying cannot change the rules set by the Queen Mother of the West, but she can at least wield her sword to annihilate the injustices she has witnessed.

"Punishing evil and promoting good is my way."

Lian Hongying uttered a soft voice, and immediately a loud roar resounded within her mental world.

A radiant pillar of light rose into the sky, soaring straight up and transforming into a dreamlike galaxy of seven-colored light, flowing into the void.

Cultivate the spirit and return to emptiness!

To unite with the Tao!

At this moment, the martial arts essence and mental energy within Lian Hongying's body completely surrounded her mind and will, merging into a power that transcends mortals—divine power!

This power originates from the authority of the Great Way and from the allegiance of the people's hearts.

"Revenge! Revenge!"

"An eye for an eye! A tooth for a tooth!"

The angry shouts of countless Rakshasa people flowed into Lian Hongying's spiritual world along with the River of the Great Dao. This was both a burden and a gift.

The boiling public sentiment will henceforth become the source of Lian Hongying's strength, as long as there is injustice in the world, as long as kindness and justice are still trampled upon.

Then, her path will not perish.

As long as she does not deviate from her "Tao," her power will not regress.

"The God of Martial Arts, the Way and the God coexist."

Lian Hongying's phoenix eyes, with their holy golden pupils, were filled with a sense of impending doom the moment her gaze fell upon Yuan Jinyou.

"My life is over!"

Lian Hongying raised her hand and slashed at Yuan Jinyou from afar: "Disobedience, collusion with foreign enemies, and indiscriminate killing of innocent people, you deserve to be executed."

Clang~

The famous sword, Red Butterfly, danced gracefully, unleashing a dreamlike and magnificent blade of light.

Immediately, this strike, imbued with divine power, shattered Yuan Jinyou's Zhu Yan Zhan Tian mental image and severed his bridge between heaven and earth, dropping his realm from Martial Saint to half-step Master.

Finally, with a soft "whoosh," Yuan Jinyou's head fell to the ground, his body burned to ashes by the scorching flames, which then scattered across the sky and earth with a gentle breeze.

In the blink of an eye, even a martial saint as powerful as him would be reduced to ashes.

"With blood and energy like a dragon, one can ascend to heaven and be crowned a god!"

When Duan Qianfeng saw Lian Hongying draw her sword, his scalp tingled, his body went cold, and his spirits sank to the bottom.

His worst fears came true.

Lian Hongying broke through in the face of battle, was resurrected from the dead, and was reborn after being destroyed. She actually completed her transformation in the face of death and successfully ascended to heaven to become a god.

"Damn it!"

Without a second thought, Qiong Wu turned and left, knowing full well just how powerful the God of War was.

Even though Lian Hongying had only just entered the Divine Realm and her strength was at the bottom among the immortals and gods, and her cultivation was not profound enough, the gap between a Martial God and a Martial Saint was greater than the gap between a Martial Saint and an ordinary person!

In the realm of immortals and gods, not only are they not the same species, but they are not even on the same dimension!

If we had to draw an analogy, it would be that the God of War has become a game player, while the Saint of War, no matter how strong, is just an NPC in the game.

Even if NPCs have ridiculously high stats, they are destined to be unable to harm a single hair on the head of real-world game players.

"If you don't leave now, you'll die!"

Qiong Wu spread his wings and soared into the air, entering a super-speed state and escaping the scene at more than twenty times the speed of sound.

At that moment, he could fly seven kilometers in a second, and in a few breaths, he had escaped forty miles away.

Unfortunately, for a martial god, a distance of forty miles is no different from being right next to him.

Lian Hongying raised her sword to the sky, and a crimson sword aura shot straight up into the heavens. The blazing red lotus karmic fire was compressed and condensed to its extreme, radiating a terrifying pressure.

It seemed as if it would erupt at any moment and annihilate everything.

This single strike embodies the resentment and hatred of tens of thousands of innocent civilians who perished in this war. They were inexplicably drawn into the conflict and suffered undeserved calamity because of the ambition of a group of people.

"You are cruel and inhumane, and you aid and abet evil. You are sentenced to death."

Clang~

A resounding clang of a blade echoed through the night sky, and a scorching crimson blade light seemed to cleave the heavens and the earth, striking Qiong Wu with unstoppable force.

"No!"

Slashed down by the forty-mile-long broadsword, Qiong Wu was torn to pieces in mid-air, scattering blood everywhere, utterly dead.

Two slashes were unleashed!

Two saints perished!

The might of the God of War was truly earth-shattering.

Lian Hongying didn't even use any moves; with just two simple slashes, she killed Yuan Jinyou and Qiong Wu, two martial saints, on the spot.

"now you."

Lian Hongying spoke calmly and unhurriedly, her steps measured and steady, her gaze fixed on Duan Qianfeng with a serene and aloof air, her eyes carrying the detachment and arrogance of a god: "Do you have any last words?"

"Hahaha!"

Duan Qianfeng knew his death was imminent, so he didn't beg for mercy. Instead, he laughed and mocked Lian Hongying, saying, "What use is killing me? After I die, countless Rakshasa heroes will still choose to rise up and rebel against the tyrannical rule of the royal family. As long as injustice exists, such resistance will not stop!"

"Unfair? Ridiculous."

Lian Hongying shook her head regretfully, showing a disappointed expression to Duan Qianfeng: "What you are rebelling against is not injustice, you just want to become another royal family. If people like you were to rise to high positions, the exploitation and oppression of the people would probably be even more ruthless than that of the royal family."

"Hmph, history is written by the victors, and you're the winner now, so you can say whatever you want!"

Duan Qianfeng remained unconvinced.

He was unwilling to accept this; why should the royal family monopolize the path to godhood?

He was resentful. Why should the royal family enjoy all the glory and wealth?

He was unwilling to accept that such a genius as himself could not be given important responsibilities or be able to seize power.

From beginning to end, neither he nor Yuan Jinyou ever considered standing up for the lower classes of the Rakshasa tribe; their thoughts and actions were all for their own benefit.

Such ideals and aspirations are far removed from the word "great".

"For your own selfish reasons, you started a war, putting the 300,000 soldiers and civilians of Huajian City in danger. You deserve to die."

Clang~

Lian Hongying flashed by with incredible speed, and when she reappeared, Duan Qianfeng's head had already fallen to the ground.

With the deaths of the three Martial Saints, the entire area within a hundred miles was instantly filled with grief, and torrential rain of blood began to fall.

The vitality emanating from the Martial Saint directly triggered a surge of primordial energy. The powerful energy fluctuations, combined with the Martial Saint's undying spirit and will after his death, might even create three small secret realms on the spot.

"Even a Martial Saint could die in battle?"

This was the first time Huang Liwen had ever seen such a grand scene.

For the Eastern Kingdom today, the Martial Saint is already the supreme power of mankind, the core combat force at the top level, and an invincible legend.

But under the blade of the Martial God, the Martial Saint, who was invincible in his eyes, died like a stray dog ​​on the roadside, killed without any resistance.

Ye Qingzhou's gaze was intense; having witnessed this battle firsthand, he had benefited greatly: "Indeed, the difficulty of carrying the Dao with one's own body and carrying the Dao with one's sword are completely different."

"It seems that Yuelu Academy's secret technique of conveying the Dao through literature must have imitated some characteristics of the Martial God realm. However, the strength of the carrier determines the strength of the 'Dao Power'."

Through his Heavenly Eye, Ye Qingzhou had already seen Lian Hongying's fighting style in its entirety, and also understood that the power of the 'Great Dao' was heavier than Mount Tai, and if the vessel was too weak, it would not be able to exert even a fraction of its power.

Only divine weapons and powerful artifacts can bear this vast and boundless supreme power.

But divine weapons are ultimately external objects; only by carrying the Great Dao within themselves can they fully display the true divine power capable of changing the world.

Just as Ye Qingzhou was still engrossed in peeking at the power of the Martial God, Lian Hongying's heroic figure disappeared once again.

"Is it pretty?"

A pretty and graceful figure suddenly appeared beside Ye Qingzhou.

She was dressed in red, barefoot, with long hair reaching her waist. She wore a set of bright red, close-fitting armor, the curved plates of which were gorgeous and exquisite, but only covered her vital parts, exposing large areas of snow-white skin. She was so beautiful that it was mesmerizing.

"Weren't you the one spying on me from the shadows before?"

Lian Hongying raised her eyebrows slightly, and her phoenix eyes shone with a heroic spirit. Her cheerful demeanor showed no anger at being spied on by Ye Qingzhou.

Instead, her gaze towards Ye Qingzhou carried a hint of provocation and allure: "Am I beautiful?"

"Extremely beautiful."

Ye Qingzhou and Lian Hongying locked eyes, and when their gazes fell on her curvaceous body, their eyes burned with admiration: "A Martial God-level physique, truly perfect flesh and blood, is an eye-opener."

Under the Heavenly Eye, Ye Qingzhou saw the secrets of the Martial God's Overlord Body and benefited greatly, which is why he exclaimed with heartfelt admiration.

"You deserve some credit for this perfect, invincible physique."

Lian Hongying smiled. Her original idea was to fake her death and be reborn, but there were too many variables involved, and it was not necessarily a sure thing.

Therefore, Ye Qingzhou's "bet" was of paramount importance to her.

Moreover, in Lian Hongying's view, the young man in front of her was able to obtain a large amount of mental energy and possess divine weapons, so he must have a significant background.

Currently, internal power struggles are raging within the Rakshasa Kingdom. Even after advancing to the Martial God level, Lian Hongying still needs a powerful external ally.

So she began to probe Ye Qingzhou's background: "May I ask how your honored guest is addressed?"

"My name is Ye Qingzhou. I am the inheritor of the Yan Emperor. I have come to the Kunlun Divine Realm to travel around, broaden my horizons, and hone my skills."

Lying in front of a martial god is not a wise move.

Therefore, Ye Qingzhou chose to tell the truth, but he did not reveal all his trump cards. He only mentioned the Yan Emperor's inheritance, but did not say that he came to Kunlun Cave Heaven to find the Xuanyuan Sword.

"I see. Hongying has met the descendant of Emperor Yan."

Upon hearing the name "Emperor Yan," Lian Hongying's attitude towards Ye Qingzhou immediately changed, becoming more cautious and less dismissive.

It should be understood that "Emperor" is a divine title, and every powerful individual who can be called an Emperor is a pinnacle among martial gods.

Among them, the Five Emperors of the Human Race are the most outstanding. The Five Emperors of Green, Yellow, Flame, White, and Black are all the most brilliant and talented people in ancient times.

The Five Emperors were not only highly skilled in cultivation, but they also made great contributions to heaven and earth and to all living beings, which is why they were revered and respected by all races.

Now that Ye Qingzhou has revealed his identity as the successor of Emperor Yan, he immediately gained Lian Hongying's attention and even her flattery.

That evening, Ye Qingzhou and Huang Liwen were invited to stay at the City Lord's Mansion and received the treatment reserved for VIPs.

Even the maids who came to serve them were all beautiful Rakshasa beauties, each with affectionate eyes and charming looks, posing as if they were ready to be taken by the king.

Such is the custom of the Rakshasa Kingdom. Rakshasa Meiji regards her beauty as a weapon, and she has an extreme desire for the bloodline of the strong, even willing to offer herself as a concubine for it.

Seeing that Huang Liwen was somewhat distracted, Ye Qingzhou quickly warned him, "Think about the two tigresses in your family. If you leave your virginity here, they'll probably tear you apart when you get back."

"..."

Huang Liwen, who was still somewhat unable to control himself, was immediately chilled to the bone upon hearing these words.

Yao Yexin and Yan Xiyue, they've always been lusting after him!

Sometimes, being too popular isn't a good thing; Huang Liwen is under a lot of pressure right now.

But soon, he carelessly put his worries aside and started teasing Ye Qingzhou: "Old Ye, do you think the City Lord of Lian has taken a liking to you? Her looks, her temperament, tsk tsk, why don't you just give in?"

Ye Qingzhou shook his head and said to Huang Liwen in a telepathic message, "When someone gives a gift, they must have something in mind. Over the thousands of years, the Rakshasa Kingdom has been rife with internal power struggles and intricate relationships. I don't want to get involved, or I won't even know how I died."

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

Huang Liwen was startled; he hadn't really considered this possibility before: "Could you be overthinking it?"

"Haven't you figured out what was going on in the battle of Huajian City yet?"

Ye Qingzhou, however, had to think deeply: "If I hadn't intervened, Lian Hongying would have been dead without a doubt. Even if she had faked her death early on, there were too many variables involved. What is supposed to be foolproof often turns into a mishap in the end. If something unexpected really happened, then what awaited her would be a death without a burial place."

Ye Qingzhou had seen it all clearly during the previous battle.

Before the war even began, Lian Hongying did not hesitate to use the Red Lotus Karmic Fire to clear the inner city and kill many nobles. This move was clearly a preemptive clearing of the area. The people who needed to be wary of were undoubtedly the other noble factions in the Rakshasa Kingdom.

Such internal strife has played out countless times in human history, so Ye Qingzhou was not surprised at all.

It would be truly bizarre if there were no factions within the party.

"So, according to you, we're in a lot of danger?"

Huang Liwen started to panic. He thought he had hit the jackpot by being able to move into the city lord's mansion, but now that he looked back, it was clear that he had hit the jackpot!

If they were to be drawn into the internal strife of the Rakshasa Kingdom, there might be a Martial Saint or even a Martial God among them. With their small statures, how could he and Ye Qingzhou withstand such a struggle?

"Old Ye, how about we just run away?"

At this moment, Huang Liwen no longer cared about enjoying wealth and luxury; he only wanted to slip away from this powder keg beneath him.

"Don't panic. What's done is done. Don't forget, we're here to find treasure. We haven't even gotten the 'Travel Seal' yet, so what's the rush?"

Seeing Ye Qingzhou's willingness to risk his life for money, Huang Liwen didn't know what to say.

He still shudders when he recalls the horrific events of last night.

But Ye Qingzhou is different; even in this state, he's still thinking about the treasures in the City Lord's Mansion.

By the morning of the following day, the situation in Huajian City had returned to calm.

After the fierce battle last night, Lian Hongying publicly beheaded three rebel leaders and quickly suppressed the rebellion in the city. She even sent troops to wipe out the remaining rebel forces outside the city.

After all, without the three Martial Saints to command them, the rebels were leaderless and their resistance became meaningless.

Moreover, most of the main force of the rebels had already been killed by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire in last night's battle, and the rest had all knelt down and begged for surrender.

Without top-tier experts, the rebels can hardly cause any more trouble.

Ironware Market, Shenfeng Pavilion.

Ye Qingzhou and Huang Liwen stood amidst the rubble; the shop had clearly been leveled by the violent explosion.

Good news, the shop owner is now in a stable mood.

Bad news: the shop owner died in the fighting last night.

"Huh? This is good stuff."

Ye Qingzhou picked up a dark red arm from the ruins, quite surprised: "A Xuanjin Qilin Arm forged from martial arts?"

(End of this chapter)