King of Ten Thousand Years

In the mountain forest, the Eighth Prince and the blue-haired youth slowly approached Luo Tian’s location.

"Your Highness, the effect of spreading the news has exceeded our expectations. Perhaps by the time we arrive, Luo Tian will have already been killed by someone else."

The blue-haired youth said excitedly.

’To kill Luo Tian without even lifting a finger... The Eighth Prince’s plan is brilliant.’

"That brat won’t die so easily."

The Eighth Prince shook his head slightly.

’If Luo Tian dies before I even get there, it will only prove that the trusted subordinates I chose were all talk and no substance. Their deaths would actually be a good thing.’

Suddenly, the Eighth Prince stopped and looked to his right.

A mature-looking woman appeared; it was none other than Feng Qiuling.

’The third-ranked on the Human List is here too?’

A faint, provocative smile touched the Eighth Prince’s lips.

After his cultivation broke through to the Peak of the Fourth Layer, Feng Qiuling was no longer a threat to him at all.

"With so much excitement, I naturally had to come and see."

Feng Qiuling said with a smile.

"Very well. Let’s go see Luo Tian’s miserable end together!"

The Eighth Prince declared proudly.

The three of them traveled together. After less than a hundred meters, a signal flare suddenly shot up into the sky ahead.

"What’s going on? A signal flare? Could it be that Luo Tian has escaped?"

The blue-haired youth looked puzzled.

Soon, a figure came rushing over. Upon seeing the Eighth Prince, his face lit up with pleasant surprise.

"Your Highness, this is bad! Luo Tian, he..."

The man stammered in a panic.

"Where did he run off to?"

The Eighth Prince asked nonchalantly.

’This is just as I expected. With Luo Tian’s cunning and trickery, a disorganized group of Martial Artists would have a hard time killing him.’

"No, Luo Tian is the one doing the killing! He’s already killed several people! Miao Hua and Yang Ying are both dead!"

The man shouted.

The Eighth Prince, Feng Qiuling, and the blue-haired youth were all slightly stunned.

Luo Tian wasn’t cornered, nor had he fled. He was actually killing people!

And Miao Hua and Yang Ying were both geniuses ranked in the top twenty of the Chilong Dynasty’s Human List!

"Interesting!"

The Eighth Prince’s gaze darkened.

’Luo Tian didn’t even try to run? Is he looking down on me?’

The three of them couldn’t help but speed up.

Soon, the sounds of a fight reached their ears.

"Ninth Brother?"

The Eighth Prince spotted the Ninth Prince’s figure.

"Eighth Brother, you’re here!"

The Ninth Prince looked over with a joyous expression, which quickly twisted into one of venomous hatred. "Quick, kill Luo Tian! I want him flayed alive!"

The Eighth Prince looked at the Ninth Prince and saw that his face was slightly pale, his left hand bandaged.

But it was clear at a glance that the Ninth Prince’s hand was gone, the bandages soaked in blood!

"Even the Ninth Prince..."

The blue-haired youth sucked in a cold breath.

The Ninth Prince was ranked thirteenth on the Chilong Dynasty’s Human List and even had his own team, yet he still ended up in such a state!

’This Luo Tian is just too bold and crazy!’

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

The Eighth Prince and his group rapidly approached the battleground.

From a distance, they could feel a soul-stirring, cold gleam of Sword Qi radiating in all directions.

Within the Sword Light, two figures were clashing.

One was Luo Tian, and the other was Xia Yun, ranked fifth on the Chilong Dynasty’s Human List!

There were many others around, but they were all just watching, unable to join the battle.

"He’s locked in a stalemate with the fifth-ranked on the Human List?"

The blue-haired youth was slightly astonished.

’It’s a good thing Xia Yun, the fifth-ranked on the Human List, arrived. Otherwise, Luo Tian might have escaped.’

But as they got closer, they saw it wasn’t a stalemate at all. Xia Yun hadn’t tied Luo Tian down in the slightest; he was being completely suppressed!

SHIING! SWISH!

The Cold Cicada Sword in Xia Yun’s hand moved like an illusion of cold light, darting back and forth, making it impossible to distinguish the real from the fake. Coupled with the astonishing coldness it emitted, it was impossible to defend against.

Many enemies who had died by Xia Yun’s sword had never even seen his Sword Techniques clearly!

But Luo Tian was shattering every single one of Xia Yun’s Sword Techniques with unerring precision.

Not only that, but the chill emanating from the Cold Cicada Sword had no effect on Luo Tian whatsoever.

Luo Tian was like a block of ten-thousand-year-old ice; not only was he unaffected, but he was actually absorbing the Cold Power!

What was most shocking was the powerful True Sword Dao Intent radiating from Luo Tian!

"I never imagined your swordsmanship was so profound, or that you had comprehended True Sword Dao Intent!"

Xia Yun felt immense pressure, but at the same time, he was somewhat excited.

’It’s been a long time since I’ve met such a prodigious talent in the Sword Dao.’

"Eighth Prince, should we intervene?"

The blue-haired youth asked.

Xia Yun was already completely suppressed by Luo Tian. It wouldn’t be long before he was defeated.

"No rush. It’s true Xia Yun is no match for Luo Tian, but his talent in the Sword Dao is terrifying. Right now, he’s using this fight with Luo Tian to comprehend True Intent!"

"Once Xia Yun comprehends True Sword Dao Intent, he can turn this defeat into victory."

The Eighth Prince’s gaze was profound.

If he were to forcefully interrupt this battle, it would be akin to severing Xia Yun’s opportunity.

Conversely, if he facilitated Xia Yun’s growth, Xia Yun would owe him a favor.

A genius who comprehended True Sword Dao Intent before the age of twenty and before reaching the Earth Element Realm was destined for a brilliant future. A favor from such a person would be very valuable.

As a member of the Royal Family, he always considered long-term benefits and preferred to win people over.

CLANG! BANG!

The battle grew more intense. Xia Yun was completely suppressed by Luo Tian, and wound after wound appeared on his body.

But a powerful Sword Momentum was steadily building within Xia Yun, and his swordsmanship was filled with the intent of a frozen world.

In his heart, the bud of True Sword Dao Intent was beginning to sprout!

"Xia Yun is about to comprehend Sword Intent!"

Feng Qiuling said.

Once Xia Yun comprehended Sword Intent, he would be able to threaten her position as third on the Human List.

The others were also slightly excited, about to witness a scene of someone achieving a breakthrough in the heat of battle and turning defeat into victory.

But at that very moment.

SHIING!

A brilliant, dazzling sword rainbow, as splendid as a long river and carrying the chill of deep winter, appeared like the light of a star river cleaving through the dark cosmos, forming a vast and boundless momentum.

BANG! SQUELCH!

This powerful strike instantly shattered all of Xia Yun’s Sword Techniques.

The torrential, cold gleam of Sword Qi was unstoppable, engulfing Xia Yun.

"Ahhh!"

Xia Yun let out a bloodcurdling scream. His body was covered in frost, a Sword Mark spread from between his eyebrows, and his corpse fell to the ground.

The fifth-ranked on the Chilong Dynasty’s Human List had fallen!

"This..."

This sudden turn of events left everyone unable to react.

Xia Yun had been on the verge of comprehending True Sword Dao Intent and turning the tables.

But unexpectedly, at the final, critical moment, Luo Tian killed him with a single sword strike.

This outcome made them all look like a bunch of idiots. If they had acted sooner, Xia Yun wouldn’t have died.

Instead, they just stood by and watched Xia Yun get killed!

An outsider who didn’t know the situation might see this and think they were on Luo Tian’s side.

"Luo Tian, you’ve killed another genius from my Chilong Dynasty. Did you really think I wouldn’t make a move against you?"

The Eighth Prince roared, his face yin-cold.

Xia Yun’s death was completely unexpected and left them feeling deeply humiliated.

"Fire Cloud Palm!"

The Eighth Prince roared in anger. Flames erupted around his body, coalescing in his palm before bursting forth as a roiling, fiery Palm Light.

The surrounding trees were instantly set ablaze, the inferno reaching for the sky.

The nearby spectators retreated in panic. Some even had their clothes catch fire on the spot, while the rest hastily activated their True Qi Body Protection.

"What a terrifying palm strike!"

"Of course! The Fire Cloud Palm is a Spirit Level Top Grade martial technique, on the cusp of being an Earth Level Martial Skill!"

Gasps of awe came from the crowd. Many were filled with envy; a Spirit Level Top Grade martial technique wasn’t something just anyone could learn.

Most of the geniuses present only cultivated Spirit Level Middle Grade or Upper Grade techniques.

"Good one!"

Luo Tian shouted, the True Qi in his body surging as he faintly activated his Divine Vein.

Guiyuan Hand!

A massive, solid-looking hand, heavy and jade-yellow, shot out with a whistling sound, shrouded in a layer of dark Cold Mist.

BOOM! WHOOSH!

The two palms collided violently. Waves of fire and torrents of cold air intertwined and spread out, pulverizing the surrounding forest.

Amidst the dust wave, both figures retreated several steps.

Relying on the powerful defense of his Celestial Furnace Treasure Body, Luo Tian tanked the aftershock and was largely unharmed.

He gave a faint smile. "As expected of the Chilong Dynasty’s Eighth Prince. You cultivate a Spirit Level Top Grade martial technique, and an Earth Level Cultivation Technique to boot!"

"What? An Earth Level Cultivation Technique?"

The crowd was astonished.

The Eighth Prince’s eyes darkened. After just one exchange, Luo Tian had actually guessed the tier of his Cultivation Technique.

Luo Tian’s Cultivation Technique was Earth Level Middle Grade. Logically, it should have been able to suppress the Eighth Prince’s Spirit Level Top Grade martial technique, but the result was a stalemate. In fact, the Eighth Prince’s attack was even fiercer and more violent.

Therefore, Luo Tian guessed that the Eighth Prince also cultivated an Earth Level Cultivation Technique.

Of course, the crowd wasn’t too concerned with that detail right now. They were all shocked by another fact!

"Luo Tian actually blocked the Eighth Prince’s Fire Cloud Palm completely unscathed!"

The blue-haired youth’s eyes went wide in disbelief!

"That’s impossible! There’s a gap of three small realms between Luo Tian and the Eighth Prince!"

"The Eighth Prince must not have used his full strength!"

Exclamations of shock rippled through the crowd.

But experts like Feng Qiuling could tell that the Eighth Prince had used his real power, yet was still unable to do anything to Luo Tian.

"Die!"

The Eighth Prince’s face was dark with fury.

Failing to take down Luo Tian in one move made him feel like he had lost face.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

He struck out with both palms repeatedly, sending several enormous, crimson fireballs hurtling through the air to bombard Luo Tian.

This time, even a layman could see that the Eighth Prince was going all out!

"Slash!"

Luo Tian was completely unafraid. He empowered his Celestial Star Sword Technique with True Sword Dao Intent and activated his Divine Vein.

The Wind and Snow Sword let out a soft hum, as if resonating with the heavens and the earth, and slashed out a magnificent and dazzling star river of Sword Light.

In terms of sheer power and presence, Luo Tian and the Eighth Prince were evenly matched!

SHIING! BOOM!

The sharp Sword Light and the explosive Palm Technique clashed relentlessly, and the world seemed to dim.

The more the Eighth Prince fought, the more alarmed he became!

’How can Luo Tian’s strength be this great?’

He had broken through to the Peak of the Fourth Layer and was planning to challenge Xiao Feng, the first on the Human List, yet he couldn’t even handle Luo Tian. He was naturally furious!

"Attack together!"

The Eighth Prince shouted.

He still had trump cards and was confident he could defeat Luo Tian in a one-on-one fight. But to prevent Luo Tian from escaping, he decided it was better to gang up on him early.

"Attack!"

The Ninth Prince was the first to agree, eager to avenge his severed hand.

In the eyes of the others, Luo Tian was as good as dead. They all chose to attack, thinking they could also claim the three Demon Cores.

Even Feng Qiuling, ranked third on the Human List, began to circulate her True Qi.

In an instant, more than a dozen geniuses from the Human List surrounded Luo Tian.

Moreover, these were all geniuses ranked first on their own small kingdoms’ Human Lists or in the top twenty of the Chilong Dynasty, all with cultivation at the Third Layer of the Spirit Sea Realm or higher.

Among them, Lü Qiuling was even at the Fourth Layer of the Spirit Sea Realm!

Luo Tian was indeed powerful, but how could he possibly stand against so many geniuses?

If everyone used a single technique, it would all be over!

But Luo Tian, trapped in a desperate situation, showed no panic or fear. Instead, a smile suddenly touched his lips. "That Ugly Bird... it’s finally here..."

RUMBLE! WHOOSH!

Suddenly, the sound of the earth shaking came from the distance, and a violent, surging baleful aura rushed toward them, making everyone’s heart tremble involuntarily.

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