Nurous powerful cultivators sward in.
They all regarded Qin Heng as a lamb for the slaughter, a treasure trove left open for them to plunder at will. They never once considered what would happen if Qin Heng wasn't dead!
Impossible for him not to be dead!
How could he possibly not be dead?!
That was the convergence of the will of the thirty-seven Heavenly Sons of Zongzhou, the essence of the Nine Provinces' rivers and mountains, and the power of eight hundred years of dynastic fortune, all condensed into that one Phoenix!
How powerful? Incomparable!!
Qin Xuantian had been struck like that, the attack penetrating his Sea of Consciousness. How could he not be dead?
Absolutely impossible! He's definitely dead, definitely dead!!
Lu Ziyi and the others were also frantic with anxiety. They had no idea what state Qin Heng was in, and seeing these assailants approach, they grew even more tense.
Bai Qi did not hesitate. He, too, stood before Qin Heng, guarding him.
Having chosen to submit, he believed this was his duty.
"Lay down your Treasure Weapons! We'll spare your lives!"
"Qin Xuantian is already dead! What backing do you possibly have left?!"
"Surrender!!"
Semi-Saints and Innates from various places, even different nations, all eyed Lu Ziyi and the others covetously, eager to snatch the Treasure Weapons from their hands.
Of course, many also charged directly into the Zongzhou Royal City, intending to plunder the treasures within.
HUMMM!!
However, at that very mont, the void suddenly trembled.
Qin Heng abruptly opened his eyes. Golden light flashed within them, like two miniature suns. The luminous feathers of the Phoenix flew out from his gaze, only to disintegrate into motes of dust in the sky and vanish!
BOOM!!
The heavens and earth trembled. The Zongzhou Royal City quaked violently. The ancestral temple, which had stood for eight hundred years, collapsed into ruins as mournful howls echoed through the firmant.
Utter desolation!!
Dark clouds gathered, and torrential rain poured down as if the Firmant itself wept. Bolts of lightning descended from the sky, striking into the Zongzhou Royal City!
All those who had rushed inside to plunder treasures were instantly turned to ash!
What's going on!?
Doubt flashed through everyone's mind. But imdiately after, Lu Ziyi and the others turned to Qin Heng, their faces alight with utter joyous surprise.
"You're awake!"
"Qin Heng, you're alright!!"
"Thank goodness!!"
They all exclaid, overwheld with joy.
Bai Qi stared at Qin Heng in absolute shock. He had seen the Phoenix's luminous feathers disintegrate and had felt the power they contained. That was the Phoenix ford from the combined will of the thirty-seven generations of Zhou Heavenly Sons!!
How could this be possible?! The Phoenix had flown into this man's brow, an attack that should have easily devoured his Divine Soul. Yet now, it was the Phoenix that had disintegrated into nothing more than dust!!
Incredible! Could his Divine Soul be even stronger than the combined will of thirty-seven generations of Zhou Heavenly Sons!? Just how powerful was he!?
In Bai Qi's eyes, Qin Heng was like one of the Immortal Gods—truly beyond belief!!
As for those Semi-Saints and Innates who had co to take advantage of the chaos, threatening Lu Ziyi and the others to hand over their Treasure Weapons, they all trembled violently with fear upon seeing Qin Heng awaken.
So even collapsed to their knees, kowtowing repeatedly to Qin Heng in the air, wailing and begging for rcy.
"Spare us! Spare us! We ant no harm! No harm at all!!"
"It was a montary lapse of judgnt! We beg Mr. Xuantian for forgiveness! Please, sir, forgive us!!"
They were truly scared to death!!
No one had expected Qin Heng to be alive. After an attack by the Phoenix, a convergence of the will of thirty-seven generations of Zhou Heavenly Sons, he hadn't died—he had even destroyed the Phoenix!!
How could this be?! How could such a thing happen? How could he be so powerful!? He was too powerful! It was absurd! That was the will of thirty-seven generations of Heavenly Sons! Before this Qin Xuantian, it had crumbled so easily, seemingly without even injuring him!! Too outrageous! It was truly too outrageous!!! So utterly terrifying!!
"No ill intentions?"
Qin Heng suddenly spoke, his voice lofty and resonant, as if descending from an infinite height. He stood upon auspicious clouds, gazing down at the crowd below like a supre Heavenly God, and said indifferently, "And yet, you must die."
His gaze swept over these Semi-Saints and Innates. Instantly, a layer of pale golden flas ignited upon them, reducing them to wisps of green smoke in a re mont.
There were no screams, no struggles. Not even ashes remained.
Qin Heng had rely glanced at them, and these golden flas had appeared from nowhere, burning them to utter annihilation, body and Divine Soul!
This scene! Even Lu Ziyi and the others beside Qin Heng felt a chill of fear.
It was too terrifying!! The current Qin Heng seed to have lost almost all trace of humanity. He was more like one of the lofty Immortal Gods, akin to the Great Dao's Law, a manifestation of rules and rhythms that inspired profound awe.
CLANG!!
The resonant clang of tal striking tal vibrated through the air. The Yongzhou Cauldron in Qin Heng's hand suddenly flew out, landing among the eight bronze cauldrons within the Zongzhou Royal City. The Nine Cauldrons converged!
BOOM!!
Nine pillars of light surged into the sky, causing everyone present to gasp in amazent. Their eyes were glued to the spectacle as the light pierced the clouds, penetrated the Stellar Winds, and shot through the endless void—
At that very mont, the entire secret dinsion began to tremble. Ti and space grew unstable, like a lone leaf adrift in the river of ti suddenly tossed by a monstrous wave.
BOOM!!
The Firmant suddenly fractured, the four pillars of the world seeming to break. The sky itself began to tilt, the sun, moon, and stars sliding towards the northwest, so even appearing to fall towards the earth!
"My god, what is this!?"
"The four pillars are broken, the Nine Provinces sundered! Heaven no longer covers all, Earth no longer supports all! This... this is...?!"
"Could it be that this entire spatio-temporal realm is about to be destroyed!?!"
Lu Ziyi, Xue Qinan, and Ning Shuying, sensing these cataclysmic changes in the world, all turned deathly pale with fright. They couldn't help but draw closer to Qin Heng, instinctively seeking his protection.
This feeling, as if the very heavens and earth were about to be annihilated, was simply too terrifying, too dreadful!
Bai Qi, however, seed to have a realization.
He looked towards Qin Heng.
After a mont of silence, he said, "My Lord, you kept
here... it was for this mont, wasn't it? I am not truly a living person, am I?"
Qin Heng's appearance gradually returned to normal, his overwhelming aura receding. He looked at Bai Qi and nodded slightly. "Since you understand, what are you waiting for?"
"I wish to ask My Lord one final question."
Bai Qi looked at Qin Heng, then at the Longsword in his hand, and asked, "Is the blade of my Great Qin's sword sharp?"
"Haha! The sharpness of a Qin sword? Throughout all of history, few blades could ever hope to match it!" Qin Heng nodded and chuckled, raising the Longsword in his hand—which was, in fact, Bai Qi's own forr sidearm.
SHINK!!
Suddenly, Bai Qi took a step forward, plunging the Longsword's point into his own heart. Blood geysered out, instantly becoming a torrential river that engulfed the hundreds of thousands of black-armored Qin soldiers behind him!
Ultimately, this blood converged into countless crimson beads that rained down upon the Longsword, forming clear, vivid, blood-red patterns, lending the blade an even more baleful aura.
"What—what is happening??" Lu Ziyi and the others were utterly stunned, completely baffled by what had just transpired. Why did Bai Qi suddenly kill himself?? What happened?? Bai Qi had absolutely no reason to commit suicide! Why would he do such a thing!?
"You will understand in a mont," Qin Heng said, his expression turning solemn as his gaze lifted upwards.
At the sa ti, the Qin Longsword in his hand, now etched with spreading blood-red patterns, was raised. He pointed it towards the Zongzhou Royal City, towards the light of the Nine Cauldrons, towards the heavens that could no longer bear the weight of the sun, moon, and stars.
Finally, with his eyes half-closed, he swept the Longsword in his hand, pointing it towards everything upon the boundless earth.
Under the vast sky!
The sword's edge, sharp!
Enveloping the Nine Provinces!
Grasping sovereign power!
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