
In Wuyu City, a large city of the Ming Dynasty, its ruler was the Wang kingdom. However, the current king did not bear the Wang surname but instead bore the surname Xiao. The current king was Xiao Jian, the son-in-law of the previous Wang king. Xiao Jian's wife was the eldest daughter of the previous Wang king. Now, Xiao Jian, along with his wife and son, were surrounded by generals of the Wang kingdom itself, assisted by influential figures from other forces.
Xiao Jian stood with his wife, Wangmei, while behind them was their seven-year-old son, Xiao Tian. “Xiao Jian, now I will take your life and also the lives of your wife and son. I will take the throne that rightfully belongs to me!” The person speaking was Wang Chong, the younger brother of Wangmei. But now, the brother she loved most was rebelling, daring even to kill everyone loyal to Xiao Jian. “Brother Wang Chong, why are you doing this? If you want the throne, I won’t hesitate to give it all to you. After all, I do not desire the throne. I have only been governing and waiting for you to come of age. Once you are of age, I will give it to you,” Xiao Jian said firmly to his brother-in-law. “Ha ha ha,” Wang Chong laughed heartily. “Xiao Jian, don’t be naive. Do you think I’m a fool? Who wants to step down from the throne after feeling comfortable in that position? No one! I cannot allow you to step down with an unwilling heart. I will eliminate all of you!” Wangmei, Wang Chong’s older sister, was very disappointed with her brother’s actions. “Wang Chong, now let your sister go! I promise not to interfere with your rule in Wuyu City.” “Ha ha ha, forgive your brother, Sister; I cannot let you go,” Wang Chong replied, then looked at all his troops who had already slaughtered all of Xiao Jian’s loyal followers. “Kill them all!” he ordered with a fierce face. Thousands of kingdom soldiers in armor, led by the kingdom’s generals, surrounded Xiao Jian and his son. “You three must die! You are not worthy to lead the Wang kingdom!” Everyone ran, dragging their weapons. Xiao Jian, Wangmei, and their son Xiao Tian were attacked from all directions. “Kill!” “Kill!” The sound of footsteps rumbled, shaking the earth. Seeing so many troops coming from all directions, Xiao Jian looked at them with a murderous gaze. “Mei’er, protect our son; I will clear a path so you can escape,” Xiao Jian said in a heavy voice. “My husband, I cannot leave you to die alone. If you want to die, we will die together,” Wangmei said firmly, without fear, facing the thousands of troops that were getting closer. Wangmei saw one of the imperial members of the Ming Dynasty. But unfortunately, the person from the Ming Dynasty just sat and watched without caring about them. “No! If you and Tian’er die, no one will seek justice for us. But if you survive, you can seek justice for me and my people who died at their hands!” Xiao Jian drew a jet-black sword. Then he raised his sword. “Kill!” Without waiting for Wangmei’s response, Xiao Jian tied his wife and son with his inner energy; then, he ran towards the troops before him. He channeled his inner energy into the sword with great force, then slashed it fiercely. Xiao Jian was like a rampaging beast; every time he swung his sword, several heads were decapitated. However, even though the number of enemies was large, several stabs and slashes had already wounded him. Clang ~~~~ Clang ~~~~ The sound of weapons clashing continued. “Don’t let him escape!” Wang Chong shouted from afar. “Your Majesty need not worry; no one will leave this place. The three of them will die!” The kingdom general responded confidently. Shot ~~~~ A weapon pierced Xiao Jian’s chest. However, Xiao Jian did not scream; he became more ferocious and terrifying. Plof, plof, plof …. Xiao Jian decapitated several heads. He continued running while killing anyone who blocked his path. After killing many people, Xiao Jian finally broke free from the siege of many troops. However, though he had succeeded, many troops were still chasing him. His body was full of wounds, continuously bleeding. His once pristine white robe turned red from the flowing fresh blood. Finally, Xiao Jian stopped running. “My wife, you must take Tian’er and leave Wuyu City, go as far as possible, and remember, it was your brother, our child’s uncle, who did all this. You must avenge my death!” “My husband, no! I will stay here with you! We will live and die together!” Wangmei did not want to leave her husband, who was already pale from losing so much blood. “No, you must live. Go!” Xiao Jian threw his wife and son away. Then he turned and faced the Wang clan general and all his troops. “I will slaughter you all.” Xiao Jian leaped while swinging his sword. Now, he no longer held back his inner energy. As a level 6 royal warrior, Xiao Jian’s cultivation was relatively high. At the same time, the Wang clan general was only a level-four royal warrior. But he had the advantage of numbers. Shoott ~~~~ Xiao Jian slashed his sword, and the sword energy shot out at high speed. “Aah!” The pitiful cries continued. Many members of the Wang clan had their bodies sliced in two. Shoott ~~~ Plof …. “Brother-in-law, I can no longer let you live!” “Cough, cough, cough!” Xiao Jian stood still, continuously coughing up blood. He saw a poison-laced sword piercing through his body; even his heart had been destroyed. Wang Chong had appeared behind Xiao Jian and stabbed him directly. “No... Father!”
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Chapter 586
All the Elders of the Xiao Clan were left stunned. None of them had expected Xiao Tian to be capable of altering the clan’s most treasured technique. Even mastering the original Lightning-Fire Lotus had only been possible for four individuals throughout the clan’s long history—but Xiao Tian not only mastered it, he transformed it. And this transformation wasn’t just a mere modification—it was a complete elevation, something unprecedented in the history of the Xiao Clan. Their hearts surged with emotion. What they witnessed was not merely technical brilliance—it was a breakthrough that changed Xiao Tian’s standing in the eyes of the entire clan. He was no longer just a genius. He had become a rebuilder of legacy. The Lightning-Fire Lotus, strengthened by the Phoenix’s feathers, shot toward Xiao Leng. If he didn’t surrender, he would be reduced to ashes. Yet Xiao Leng didn’t utter a word of surrender. Just as the devastating lotus attack neared and the aura of destruction became unbe
Chapter 585
“Xiao Tian, now I will show you the Xiao Clan's ultimate power! I hope that as the son of His Majesty, you won't disappoint me!” Xiao Leng’s voice boomed with pressure. He formed a hand seal, and flames and lightning reappeared—not wild and chaotic as before, but calm, controlled, and refined. The fire and lightning slowly merged, forming a Lightning-Fire Lotus, the pride of the Xiao Clan and the most powerful technique in their recorded history. The sky began to shift. The previously chaotic clouds rotated into a spiral pattern, as if nature itself honored the emergence of this technique. The center of the arena lit up, not from ordinary sunlight, but from the glowing petals of the Lightning-Fire Lotus blooming above Xiao Leng’s palm. Xiao Jian watched Xiao Tian closely. “I embedded this technique in your consciousness at birth. I want to see if you have grasped the Lightning-Fire Lotus… or ignored it,” he thought, his heart torn between hope and anxiety. His face remained compos
Chapter 584
Xiao Leng let out a pained roar as the artifact spirit of the Hell King Sword was devoured by the mysterious rusted sword’s spirit. His scream echoed throughout the entire arena, reverberating into the sky, now darkened by the earlier explosion. His soul's aura trembled violently, and his body was forced back several steps in midair. Both hands clutched his chest tightly, but there was nothing he could do to stop the horrifying process. His divine energy and blood shook. The meridians in his body felt like they were boiling, as if being drawn out and wrung from the deepest core of his being. He did not lose consciousness, but his body lost its sense of control. The connection between him and the sword was forcibly severed—not just spiritual damage, but the complete suppression of the will of a weapon he had bonded with for life. Within half an hour, the red silhouette vanished, and the black silhouette still stood tall. The black flames covering its form gradually dimmed, but it rem
Chapter 583
One by one, the weapons formed a floating wall. They didn’t merely block the path, but compressed the space surrounding the Hell King Sword. Even if the sword vanished in an instant, there was no gap wide enough for it to escape the encirclement. “I won’t let the sword I conquered with so much effort be defeated by some rusty piece of junk! Spirit of the Hell King Sword, merge your power with mine!” Xiao Leng cried out in his heart. The fire and lightning that had filled the sky were instantly absorbed into the body of the Hell King Sword. Its glow intensified, its aura slicing through the heavens. Then, in the next moment, a red silhouette emerged from the blade. The silhouette shot forward, crashing into the billions of weapons that had surrounded it, forcibly breaking through the weapon formation. Explosions erupted as the red figure slammed into the wall of weapons, carving open gaps within the metallic storm. Each explosion created shockwaves in the air, shaking the central p
Chapter 582
Xiao Jian stared sharply at Xiao Tian. His thoughts raged. "There's no mistake... That's the Demon Dao Emperor's sword. The first human in the ancient era to reach the peak of true immortality. He slaughtered all the Heavenly Daos and ultimately fell after killing the Dao themselves. Because of his defiance, he became known as the Demon Dao Emperor. And that sword... that sword looks exactly like the one described in the ancient records I found in the cosmic sea, on the border of the Eight Galaxies and the Ninth Galaxy." His eyes narrowed. His body remained motionless, but the pressure he had contained for thousands of years began to seep from his back, ready to be unleashed if necessary. But he knew—this wasn’t the time to act. It was the time to understand who Xiao Tian truly was and how he could possibly awaken that sword. The colossal black silhouette spread its arms. Its movements were slow, but their impact felt like they crushed the universe. Standing over three hundred thous
Chapter 581
Everyone stood up and watched. The martial arena wasn’t just split apart—it revealed boiling magma deep beneath the earth. Hot steam rose to the surface, and the crimson glow from below scorched the eyes of all who looked on. The lips of several elders moved slowly, whispering defensive incantations. Young disciples fought back the terror rising in their hearts. Even honored guests from outside the Xiao Clan stared without blinking. “Just a little sword like this, daring to call itself the Hell King in front of me? How ridiculous!” Everyone heard the voice—so cold it seemed to slice through the soul. Though it wasn’t loud, it was enough to make even Immortal God cultivators break into cold sweat—even Divine Kings were not spared. The voice didn’t just tremble the ears; it pierced straight through the spine. And it didn’t come from Xiao Tian, but rather from the mysterious rusty sword that was still floating in the air. The sword hovered silently now, but it exuded a pressure
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