After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

The already perfected Burning Heaven Sword Intent has become even more refined and sharper, as if it has touched upon that legendary realm.

Sword intent takes form.

"Execute him!"

With a roar, he unleashed the Flame-Slaying Sword once more.

This time, the sword energy was no longer an illusory flame, but had solidified into a tangible substance.

A massive, crimson sword emerged from the void and slashed down at the man in black.

Sword Slave's expression changed drastically.

He dared not hold back any longer, holding the heavy sword above his head and unleashing all his spiritual power.

"Boom!!"

A deafening roar.

The entire capital city trembled violently at that moment.

A large pit, several meters deep, appeared in the square outside the Fengyi Palace.

At the bottom of the pit, the man in black knelt on one knee, his heavy sword stuck in front of him, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Xu Ze stood at the edge of the pit, his Zhan Yan sword pointing at the man in black. Although his face was pale and his breathing was rapid, he still stood straight.

He won.

With the cultivation of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, he was an old sword slave in the Tribulation Crossing stage of the Sword Inquiry realm.

Although he relied on the Flame-Slaying Sword, although it was only a contest of sword intent, and although he only won by half a move.

But indeed, it was Xu Ze who won!

The man in black raised his head and looked at Xu Ze, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Good...good sword."

"Young man, in the future, you will be the greatest swordsman in the world."

He said in a hoarse voice.

Then, he stood up, his figure blurred, and he disappeared into the darkness.

The entire capital was alarmed.

The earth-shattering roar, the sword light soaring into the sky, the sword energy that almost tore the night sky apart.

Regardless of their level, cultivators could all feel that terrifying power.

There were people fighting each other in the palace.

Moreover, they are at least powerful beings at the Tribulation Transcending stage!

……

Hu Mansion.

Hu Zhilan was sitting in the room in a daze when she was suddenly jolted up from her chair by the loud noise.

"What's going on?!"

She rushed out of the room and saw a crimson sword light soaring into the sky from the direction of the imperial city, colliding with a pitch-black sword aura, turning half the sky blood red.

The oppressive aura made her legs go weak, and she almost couldn't stand up.

"Tribulation Transcending Stage...it's Tribulation Transcending Stage experts fighting!" Grand Commandant Hu appeared in the courtyard at some point, his face extremely solemn. "Who is it?"

"Who dares to make a move in the palace?"

Cui Mansion.

Cui Lin stood on the rooftop, gazing in the direction of the palace, his face deathly pale.

He could sense that either of those two sword energies was enough to raze the entire Cui mansion to the ground.

Beyond those two sword energies, an even more terrifying aura was enveloping the entire imperial capital.

That was the aura of the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager is watching.

Prime Minister's House.

Qin Zhanming stood with his hands behind his back by the window of his study, gazing in the direction of the palace with a solemn expression.

His cultivation had reached the peak of the Integration Stage, half a step into the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, so he could naturally sense the true level of those two sword energies.

It was a familiar scent.

It was the old sword servant beside the Empress Dowager, a supreme swordsman in the early stages of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

And another one...

"Peak of the Nascent Soul stage?" Qin Zhanming frowned, incredulous. "No, impossible."

"How could someone at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage possibly contend with someone at the Tribulation Transcending stage?"

But that aura was indeed only at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

There must be something wrong with my perception!

He recalled the figure he had seen at the gate of the mansion a few days ago, and the fleeting, overwhelming sword intent.

"Absolutely impossible..."

Once the thought appeared, it wouldn't go away.

What alarmed him even more was that the Empress Dowager had not yet taken any action.

She was just watching.

Watching this sword duel between a Nascent Soul cultivator and a Tribulation Transcender.

what does this mean?

"Could this be that the Empress Dowager tacitly approved it?"

Qin Zhanming suddenly felt that the game he had been planning for many years might have to be played again.

Within the capital, countless noble families, sects, and independent cultivators all gazed in the direction of the imperial palace, with the same thought surging in their hearts.

Who on earth dared to make a move in the palace?

And who exactly is it that can contend with a sword master in the Tribulation Transcending stage?

Nobody knows the answer.

In the end, everything fell silent.

Xu Ze, with his peak Nascent Soul cultivation, defeated the old sword slave, who was in the Tribulation Transcending stage, by half a move.

Just when everyone thought the battle was over.

A powerful aura suddenly descended.

Its aura was as vast as the sea and as boundless as the sky, as if the entire world was under its influence.

It was Empress Dowager Mu Yan who made the move.

With just a wisp of pressure emanating from it, the clouds above the capital were swept away, revealing a sky full of stars.

The moonlight shone down again, illuminating the entire city.

Throughout the entire capital, all the powerful and influential families remained secluded.

No one dared to move.

No one dared to speak.

I didn't dare to breathe.

This is Mu Yan, the strongest person in the Tianyuan Continent.

The sense of oppression it brings.

After a long silence.

"As expected of you."

The stunningly beautiful woman on the dragon throne slowly rose to her feet.

Her applause grew louder and louder as it approached.

"The old sword is drawn again on the battlefield, its cold light as sharp as ever."

Xu Ze looked at the enormous body not far away.

And that enormous, surging evil is drawing ever closer.

He couldn't help but swallow.

Good guy!

What I saw with my own eyes was far more astonishing than what I had glimpsed in the fragments of memory.

"Am I pretty?"

Mu Yan seemed to notice his gaze, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

Chapter 144 So big, so evil

Xu Ze felt as if he were shrouded in a huge shadow.

The shadow pressed in from all directions, enveloping his entire body.

He looked up but couldn't see the sun; he couldn't see his own hand in front of his face.

Only his body's instincts told him that he was still conscious.

"You...you are Qinghe's mother?"

This was the first time Xu Ze had felt such pressure since entering the game instance.

He cleared his throat, trying to remain calm.