Shock!
The moment Su Lingchen fell from the mountain peak, countless minds went blank.
In that instant, it was as if a god had fallen.
Countless people's faith collapsed in shatters.
Before Yang Cheng's arrival, many warriors of the Wasteland Realm had deeply worshipped the cultivators of the Azure Jade Realm, believing them to be invincible.
Just hearing the name of an Azure Jade Realm cultivator was enough to make them feel ashamed, to see themselves as nothing more than ants in a small world, unworthy to compare.
A peak Martial Sovereign of the Azure Jade Realm like Su Lingchen had been revered as a true god.
But now—
That god in their eyes had been struck down from the high mountain by the sword of an eleven-year-old youth of the Wasteland Realm.
"Sword Domain."
"It's actually a Sword Domain!"
Qin Wuya and the other Martial Sovereigns nearly went mad.
"Never thought, in this lifetime, I would witness a Sword Domain."
Liang Hong's eyes brimmed with tears.
"What is a Sword Domain? Why are the Martial Sovereigns so shaken?"
Some warriors were bewildered.
"A Sword Domain is the domain of the Sword Dao, a rule-domain beyond even the perfection of Sword Dao."
Another warrior explained.
"What? Most people can't reach perfection of Sword Dao in their entire lives, yet His Highness the Crown Prince has already surpassed perfection?"
"To grasp rules themselves—that's the power of gods. Could it be that Yang Cheng has become a god?"
The crowd burst into an uproar.
At the same time, the Martial Sovereigns of Great Zhou looked at Yang Cheng with eyes full of wariness, even fear.
"H-He's that powerful? Even Martial Sovereigns show him respect."
Ouyang Xue and the others were utterly dumbfounded.
No one could answer their questions.
Just as no one could truly understand why Yang Cheng was this strong.
Halfway down the mountain—
Su Lingchen had crashed into a deep pit.
On his face too, there was shock.
The Sword Domain.
That was truly the power of a Sword Domain.
He had pursued a martial domain for so many years, yet had only touched its surface.
Who would have thought that this eleven-year-old before him had already mastered a Sword Domain?
"Never expected, that coming to the Wasteland Realm would open my eyes, letting me see one who has mastered a Sword Domain."
He said slowly.
Yang Cheng didn't waste words. His sword pressed down toward Su Lingchen once more.
In an instant, the sky seemed to transform into a world of swords.
A world of swords descended upon Su Lingchen.
Feeling that destructive force, countless onlookers' pupils contracted.
Was this battle about to decide its victor?
Yet Su Lingchen showed no fear.
"Yang Cheng, I've cultivated for years in the Thunder Abyss. Now, let me show you the result of my training there."
A Sword Domain was terrifying, and if Yang Cheng's cultivation was closer to his own, he wouldn't have a chance.
But Su Lingchen had already seen Yang Cheng's true cultivation—Martial Saint of the seventh tier.
So he still had a great chance.
Boom rumble!
Dark clouds churned across the entire sky, and more and more bolts of lightning surged.
Birds flying miles away brushed through the storm, their bodies instantly struck and turned to ash.
In the blink of an eye, a massive lightning cage appeared in the heavens.
"This is the Thunder Cage I comprehended from the power of the Thunder Abyss. Its essence is infinitely close to a thunder domain."
Su Lingchen said coldly, "Yang Cheng, let my Thunder Cage fight your Sword Domain. Let's see which of us is truly stronger."
Boom!
The Thunder Cage crashed downward, completely enclosing Yang Cheng.
The crowd was stunned.
Su Lingchen was indeed Su Lingchen—he still had such a world-shaking technique.
Yang Cheng, however, remained utterly calm.
Buzz!
A savage and bloodthirsty force burst out from within Yang Cheng.
The Blood Sea Sword Talisman.
This was Yang Cheng's first time unleashing the Blood Sea Sword Talisman.
Combined with the Shura Sword Domain, it was a perfect match.
In an instant, a river of blood appeared in the void.
Within that blood river surged countless crimson sword auras of slaughter.
"Break!"
Yang Cheng slashed, his strike crashing toward the thunder cage in the heavens.
Unimaginable waves of destruction rippled outward.
Cracks in space split open across the sky, proof of just how terrifying the collision was.
Then, people saw it—the thunder cage in the sky was split apart, a rift opening under Yang Cheng's strike.
Even more shocking, Old Yin Mountain itself seemed unable to withstand the impact, large sections of it collapsing in ruin.
"Damn it."
Su Lingchen's expression grew ugly.
He had never imagined Yang Cheng still had hidden means.
Every time he thought he had forced out Yang Cheng's final trump card, the boy revealed yet another, even more fearsome move.
By contrast, his own trump cards were already completely drained.
"Yang Cheng, shall we end this battle here?"
Su Lingchen said.
Yang Cheng ignored him, his sword still cutting down at the thunder cage.
New rifts tore open.
Su Lingchen's face turned dark. "Yang Cheng, do you mean to die together with me?"
"Die with you? You're not worthy!"
Yang Cheng erupted with full force.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The river of swords slashed again and again. In the blink of an eye, the thunder cage completely collapsed and exploded.
The violent energy backlash slammed into Su Lingchen, leaving him disheveled, his hair loose, looking utterly wretched.
Yang Cheng gave him no chance to breathe, pressing his assault and chasing him down with relentless strikes.
Su Lingchen kept dodging frantically.
"To think you could force me this far."
His expression twisted ferociously. "Since that's the case, don't blame me for using my ultimate killing move."
This move consumed him greatly, and carried immense danger. He had never wanted to use it.
But now, Yang Cheng had left him no choice.
Su Lingchen swallowed the black thunder serpent back into his body.
Then, his body began to change. Dark serpent patterns spread across his skin, making him look like a thunder serpent himself.
"Hissss."
His tongue flicked like a serpent's, sending chills through the crowd.
The next moment, his body swelled.
Not only that—
His lower body transformed into that of a thunder serpent, while his upper body remained human.
The sight was horrifying.
Boom!
Su Lingchen lunged at Yang Cheng, erupting with combat power far beyond anything before.
At this moment, Su Lingchen was like a demonic god.
Yang Cheng was immediately suppressed.
"Yang Cheng, you are the greatest opponent I have ever faced. For that, I will grant you the highest honor."
Su Lingchen declared coldly, "After I kill you, I will destroy and slaughter everything connected to you."
"So ruthless."
"Su Lingchen is actually this ruthless."
Countless hearts shuddered with fear.
"Does Yang Cheng truly have no way to turn this around?"
Someone muttered.
"It's too hard. Su Lingchen has used a secret art to force his strength, his true energy has surpassed the Martial Sovereign level, touching the realm of gods."
Qin Wuya said solemnly.
"Time is not on our side."
Liang Hong's face was full of regret. "His Highness the Crown Prince has peerless talent. If he had enough time—when he turned thirty, or even just twenty—perhaps he could have truly fought the gods themselves."
"But now…"
He didn't finish, but everyone understood.
He had already said it—time was not on their side.
The Crown Prince had not yet fully grown.
"Could it be… that the Crown Prince truly won't be able to withstand Su Lingchen?"
Ouyang Xue and the others felt their hearts sink.
If Yang Cheng fell, who in the Wasteland Realm could possibly stop Su Lingchen?
Only Fang Wunian wore a look of relief.