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Severing the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path with a Sword

"Spades? Jian Changsheng?"

Bai Ye puzzledly directed his gaze toward the highest Achievent Monunt, and sure enough, he saw a familiar figure sneaking around on top of it.

"Why is he there..." Bai Ye was baffled.

"He was probably caught by the Imperial Remnants just like us?" Sun Bumian and Bai Ye had been caught themselves and were currently locked in a broken bowl, so seeing Jian Changsheng there naturally led them to this conclusion.

"Very likely... It seems his luck still isn't very good."

Previously, when they were being chased by the emperors, only Jian Changsheng was left alone. They had thought that after drawing the fire away, this guy would be able to escape disaster... Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, Jian Changsheng would also be caught and brought to "Flying Dragon in the Sky," and even locked atop Ying Zheng's Achievent Monunt.

The two of them watched Jian Changsheng from afar, but because they were in the bowl, Jian Changsheng couldn't see them. They just saw the kid lying on his stomach on Ying Zheng's Achievent Monunt, poking his head out to look around, muttering sothing under his breath, and then proceeding to lie flat on the ground and give up.

Sun Bumian: ...

Seeing this, Bai Ye was just about to say sothing when his gaze suddenly hardened, looking toward the torn gap in the sky!

At the sa ti, the hundreds of Imperial Remnants on the other Achievent Monunts also turned to look. The dense mass of golden figures floated silently above the mountain peaks, and the entirety of Flying Dragon in the Sky fell into a deathly silence.

Until a rumbling thunderclap erupted from behind the gap!

Boom—!!

Like a heavy train running at full speed crashing head-on into a wall, the already riddled crack was completely torn open. Pressure at the Nine Sovereign Tier surged in madly from outside the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path, and the hurricane blew a corner of the chaotic sky wide open!

Amidst the violent particle turbulence, a figure wearing a White Lab Coat, with hands in his pockets, floated out, suspended in the air.

Golden energy continuously intertwined behind him, sotis taking the shape of rings like a blazing sun, sotis forming a mysterious hexagram, and other tis transforming into nine twinkling stars. From afar, he looked like a white-clad God wielding the mighty power of heaven and earth descending upon the world!

"That's..." Seeing that unfamiliar face, Bai Ye's brows furrowed deeply.

Sun Bumian's eyes narrowed slightly behind his Round Sunglasses, as if trying hard to recall sothing, before speaking with so uncertainty: "He should be the Lord of Hanging Jade... Ji Xuan?"

"How do you know?"

"I saw so news reports in the past... his face was on them, though I don't rember clearly." Sun Bumian paused for a mont. "But the scientific authority he controls is easy to rember, the na is very domineering."

"What is it?"

"I can't recall the scientific na, I only rember it's a kind of microscopic particle that everyone calls the 'God Particle.'"

"God Particle..." Bai Ye rubbed his chin. "The Higgs Boson?"

Sun Bumian looked at Bai Ye in shock. "You even know that???"

"I occasionally read books and learn a little sothing in my free ti."

"..."

"If I rember correctly, the Higgs Boson is the particle that endows matter with 'mass.' And according to the mass-energy equivalence formula: E=mc², mass and energy are equivalent. So, while endowing matter with mass, he is essentially endowing all things with energy to a certain extent... Such mighty power can indeed bear the title of 'God Particle.'" Bai Ye looked thoughtful.

Sun Bumian stared blankly at Bai Ye, his eyes almost popping out of his head. It took him a full dozen seconds before he voiced the sa question Mo Lian once had:

"You're a thief, why do you study so much??"

"I didn't study, I just casually skimd through these few books." Bai Ye shrugged.

Sun Bumian's expression was incredibly colorful. Looking at Bai Ye, he felt that if this guy had been born a few hundred years earlier, he definitely would have been a super academic genius. Being a Thief Saint here now was truly a waste of his talents...

With his hands in his pockets, the Lord of Hanging Jade moved silently through the chaotic sky without taking a single step, as if his body was supported by an invisible force.

He swept his gaze over the more than four hundred mountain peaks stretching to the end of the sky, and the golden figures atop them, frowning slightly.

He spoke indifferently:

"Seeking immortality while alive, seeking imperishability after death. The feudal imperial system has been abolished for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that even here, so many remnants would still parasitize the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path, unwilling to leave...

"What? Are you reluctant to part with your grand ambitions and hegemonies, still wishing to recreate a feudal dynasty?"

These words seed to enrage the nurous Imperial Remnants. Streams of majestic imperial might shot up from the Achievent Monunts into the sky, like a mighty golden tide pressing toward the Lord of Hanging Jade high above!

The Lord of Hanging Jade let out a cold snort. Countless particles swirled turbulently around him, seeming to form an invisible barrier that forcefully tore a gap in the surging imperial might. His White Lab Coat flapped wildly in the gale.

"Not to ntion you are all just post-mortem remnants now, even at your peak, aside from a select few, the rest of you wouldn't even withstand a single blow from ...

"Whether you're angry or unwilling... My goal today is to flatten the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path.

"I'd like to see, which of you can stop ?"

The Lord of Hanging Jade's tone was incredibly calm, but his words were exceedingly domineering. He raised a hand and pointed at the sky, and a cross-shaped longsword ford from ultra-high-speed moving particles materialized!

It wasn't a sword of tangible matter, but rather a mass of energy compressed to the extre, like a miniature sun. Because its internal structure was unstable, its reflection spectrum constantly changed—from orange to red, from red to purple, and from purple to black... Ultimately, it resembled a sword-shaped pitch-black abyss, seemingly capable of swallowing everything.

World-destroying pressure emanated from that sword. The Lord of Hanging Jade ford a sword mudra and pointed through the void, and the sword shot forward like the flying swords in Xianxia movies!

The Black Longsword cleaved through the majestic imperial might, instantly decapitating the Imperial Remnant closest to the Lord of Hanging Jade. Energy surged out from the sword's montum like a scorching black tide, subrging several other nearby remnants along with it!

A continuous stream of Imperial Remnants rose from their respective Achievent Monunts, mobilizing their respective "achievents" to charge at the Lord of Hanging Jade. Over four hundred emperors attacked one after another, their montum massive. Yet the Lord of Hanging Jade, alone with a single sword, carved a bloody path through them like a demon god, almost beating the entire Flying Dragon in the Sky level into a crumbling state.

"Who is this guy?? Is he that fierce??"

Lying on Ying Zheng's Achievent Monunt, Jian Changsheng watched as the Lord of Hanging Jade slaughtered his way through the nurous emperors and slowly approached his location, his eyes wide with shock.

Although the Lord of Hanging Jade had taken action, it would still take ti for him to fight his way through so many Achievent Monunts to reach the depths. anwhile, Sun Bumian and Bai Ye, who were in the bowl, also witnessed the entire process, their expressions sowhat peculiar.

"Does manipulating the Higgs Boson require those flashy sword mudras?" Sun Bumian couldn't help but ask.

"...Probably not."

"Then what's he trying to do, posing like a Sword Immortal?"

Bai Ye looked at the Lord of Hanging Jade in the lee, who was "manipulating the sword with Qi," with his "white clothes fluttering," possessing the "bearing of a Sword Immortal." He pondered for a mont.

"...To serve a stylistic purpose?"

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