Chapter Si

"Ah!"
Cheng Wushuang let out a miserable scream. As his forbidden weapon shattered, the backlash struck him as well, forcing a mouthful of blood from his lips as he staggered backward.
"You, you..."
A voice of utter disbelief escaped Cheng Wushuang. It was as if he had been struck by lightning; his body trembled, and he coughed up blood again and again.
"Today, I could crush you with a mere flick of my hand."
Lin Fan strode forward with his hands clasped behind his back, exuding overwhelming might. Two divine beams shot forth from his pupils, striking a distant demon of the Condensed Vein Realm and obliterating him instantly.
"You actually dared to escape Black Demon Heaven on your own? Such audacity! If you had kept your head down, perhaps you would have been spared, but now you dare to act so brazenly—truly courting death."
A sword light arched across the heavens, sharp beyond compare. Sword One swept his blade, intercepting Lin Fan as he was about to kill Cheng Wushuang.
"There are always people in this world who think themselves above the rest, who believe they know countless secrets. Perhaps you are unaware of the conversation I once had with Duanmu Ci, but it hardly matters. Now, even if Duanmu Ci and Lord Jiang were to appear, they could not convict me."
Lin Fan sneered, but made no further move against Cheng Wushuang; instead, he set his sights on the many demon experts present.
Blood splattered as Lin Fan advanced like an unstoppable force, sweeping all before him. His strength now rivaled that of the Fourth Heaven of the Condensed Vein Realm; even some true disciples could not match him. Though the demon elite were numerous, none could stand against him—the battle was utterly one-sided.
Seeing this, the people of the Divine Court surged with newfound morale. Like wolves and tigers breaking free from their chains, they pressed the attack, pushing the demon horde back and carving out a large expanse of open ground.
"Hmph."
Sword One and the other members of the Sons of God Alliance wore grim expressions, but they knew it was not yet the right moment to move against Lin Fan. One by one, they vented their rage upon the demons instead.
It seemed Lin Fan was deliberately honing his own path. Stone steles descended from the sky, crushing all resistance; blood rained down as each stele slew a demon of the Condensed Vein Realm. None could withstand even a single blow.
Only now did everyone realize the extent of Lin Fan’s power—far beyond ordinary comprehension. If they learned his true cultivation, they would be even more astounded. Such strength at the Body Realm was unheard of.
At that moment, a tremendous roar resounded from the heavens. Four figures shot forth, each exuding a terrifying aura that swept across the world.
"They’ve emerged—the outcome is decided."
Lin Fan’s eyes flickered with anticipation.

"The turmoil must have been quelled. Now comes the time for rewards and recognition—slay more demons, attract the attention of the great figures, perhaps even the sect master himself!"
With this thought in mind, Lin Fan’s killing intent intensified. In that instant, he seemed to transform into a mighty azure dragon, rampaging across the firmament. Countless demons of the Condensed Vein Realm fell beneath his hand.
"What a bunch of demons—truly ignorant of life and death."
High above the clouds, Ji Wubing snorted coldly. He struck without mercy, scattering rays of divine light in every direction. Having already unleashed his most lethal techniques, he was ruthless, leaving an untold number of demons slain at his feet.
"Retreat! Retreat at once! Our lord has fallen—we cannot possibly stand against a Void-Shattering Realm master!"
A thunderous roar broke out. Commander Quinn’s face was filled with terror—he now understood the situation all too well. He turned and fled into the distance, and the other demon lords of the Celestial Realm also scattered in panic. But with a Void-Shattering Supreme having emerged, how could they hope to escape?
A vast hand reached out—its owner, the Domain Lord of the Heavenly Martial Domain, was expressionless. His face was lost amid endless divine radiance, shrouded in mystery.
Agonized screams rang out. In the blink of an eye, the demon lords of the Celestial Realm were obliterated, reduced to a bloody mist, dead beyond recourse.
The Domain Lord of the Heavenly Martial Domain possessed peerless might, his cultivation unfathomable. Not to mention the Celestial Realm—even the Void-Shattering Realm could not match him.
Suddenly, brilliant clouds burst forth as a phantom figure appeared, unleashing a dreadful, boundless pressure.
It was a godlike presence, manifesting only as an incarnation, yet his aura far surpassed even that of the Domain Lord.
"Greetings, Lord Governor."
The four supreme experts bowed deeply, and with those words, the incarnation’s identity was revealed—he was none other than the Lord Governor of Yingtian Prefecture!
"Rise."
The Lord Governor of Yingtian Prefecture stood with hands clasped behind his back. Without any visible movement, dazzling lights descended, reducing all demons—whether in the Condensed Vein or Body Realm—to ashes.
"I am already aware of the cause and effect of this matter. A sect from the Ghost Domain meddled in this affair. Originally you should have settled it yourselves, but now I must act to curb this trend. Allow me to intervene."
The Lord Governor’s voice was ethereal. He extended a hand, drawing open a river of time, and a terrifying vision appeared before all eyes.
It was a towering mountain, soaring into the clouds, wreathed in purple mist. Powerful beings flew by from time to time, and a colossal palace floated above the peak, like a celestial abode beyond the ninth heaven, inspiring awe in all who beheld it.
"Mount Inch-Platform? That is the seat of Purple Mansion Cave Heaven."

A hint of solemnity flickered in Chen Daolin’s eyes. He knew that mountain was the base of a powerful sect, widely renowned throughout the Bosuo Commandery.
"Who dares spy upon us? Such insolence!"
A figure burst out, gazing toward the heavens. He was a half-step Titled Realm master, his strength unfathomable—none other than the patriarch of Purple Mansion Cave Heaven.
"Colluding with demons—death is your only fate!"
The Lord Governor of Yingtian Prefecture snorted coldly. His great hand descended, five fingers splayed, blotting out the sky as he unleashed a divine power that knew no equal.
A scream echoed. The patriarch of Purple Mansion Cave Heaven was utterly powerless, annihilated in an instant, turned to dust. The terrifying shockwaves awakened the hidden powerhouses of the sect, who glared down from on high, ready to strike at the universe.
Yet the outcome was merciless. The Lord Governor was unmatched—none could withstand him. In the span of a few breaths, the entire Purple Mansion Cave Heaven was reduced to nothingness, erased from existence.
"Whoever dares collude with demons—this shall be their end."
The Lord Governor’s image faded away, but his voice lingered in the ears of all present, a warning to everyone there.
"It is time for me to return as well—to enter secluded cultivation for a hundred years and ponder the Dao."
The Buddha coughed blood, his body shining with light. He had been invited by the Domain Lord of the Heavenly Martial Domain, and now he would return to his own place.
"We shall meet again in a century."
The Domain Lord nodded. He and the Buddha were old acquaintances, their understanding mutual—no further words were needed.
"Settle everything here. I shall enter seclusion first. This time, I may take that final step."
With these words to Chen Wenxin and Ji Wubing, the Domain Lord moved, shattering the void and vanishing from sight.