On Emei Mountain, the three spiritual swords descended, their light enveloping Xiang Yutian's severed limbs, bringing them before Ji Xiaofu. Ji Xiaofu, still immersed in the shocking battle, couldn't believe the Little Immortal had forced the Evil Emperor to flee.
Seeing the sword light carrying the Evil Emperor's limbs, the clever woman quickly wrapped them in cloth taken from the Demon Sect experts.
Ning Changge nodded slightly. Ji Xiaofu had a certain spirituality, able to communicate simply with the spiritual swords, a unique trait. He decided to give her an opportunity. He planned to cultivate a spiritual herb garden in the back mountain. If Ji Xiaofu was willing, she could manage it, becoming a reclusive spiritual herb farmer.
The spiritual swords shrank to palm size, respectfully held by Ji Xiaofu. With her hatred gone, she felt lost, but since the spiritual swords wanted her to bring the Evil Emperor's limbs to Wudang, she would comply.
She was immensely grateful to Ning Changge. Ji Xiaofu glanced around, her eyes emotionless. After this experience, the martial world's intrigues seemed meaningless.
In white robes, she descended the mountain slowly. The crowd watched with complex, reverent eyes. Only after her figure disappeared did they dare to breathe loudly. The pressure from the spiritual swords had been immense.
Emotions surged in their hearts, showing various expressions. Looking around, Emei Mountain had changed drastically, filled with deep pits and countless scars, the sword aura slicing away parts of the mountain, even loosening the mountain itself.
The crowd was horrified. This was the power of a Land Immortal! The aftermath of their battle nearly shattered the mountain. If not for the spiritual swords' protection, they would have perished. They looked at the place where the spiritual swords had confronted Xiang Yutian, their eyes filled with reverence for Ning Changge. It was here that the spiritual swords formed an unparalleled sword formation, severing the Evil Emperor's limbs, forcing him to use the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique to flee.
Someone couldn't help but whisper: "The Little Immortal is truly the greatest prodigy of all time!" Such praise went unchallenged, with everyone agreeing. "Not yet a Land Immortal, yet he defeated the renowned Evil Emperor of the Great Sui.
Such unparalleled talent, if I hadn't seen it myself, I wouldn't believe it!" "Indeed, even now I feel like I'm dreaming, as if everything that happened was an illusion."
"Don't forget, the Little Immortal wasn't even here. If he were, the Evil Emperor wouldn't have had a chance to escape…" The crowd's hearts skipped a beat.
It was too shocking. Defeating a Land Immortal was already extraordinary, but killing one as a Heaven-Man was beyond belief. They dared not think further. "Such unparalleled talent, even the Martial Emperor who suppressed Liyang might not compare…"
"Though he also defeated a Land Immortal as a Heaven-Man, it wasn't as decisive, and his opponent wasn't as strong as the Evil Emperor."
"I look forward to the day the Little Immortal ascends to the Land Immortal realm. What a sight that will be." The martial artists couldn't help but marvel, feeling a mix of emotions.
They had thought today would reveal the truth about the Heaven-Reliant Sword, but it turned into a battlefield between the Little Immortal and the Evil Emperor.
As for the Heaven-Reliant Sword, who would dare ask now? It was undoubtedly in the Little Immortal's possession, possibly refined to ashes by Pure Yang True Fire! Even if it still existed, no one would dare covet it. The Evil Emperor's fate was a stark reminder. In the martial world, absolute power meant no one would covet your treasures, seeing them as symbols of your status.
The martial artists descended the mountain, eager to spread the news. Zhang Lingyu looked at Song Yuanqiao and the others, smiling wryly. "The Little Immortal is truly… astonishing. Every time I see him, he shatters my understanding. Song Daoist, you must have known, keeping it from me all this time!" Song Yuanqiao smiled awkwardly.
He knew nothing! He was also in shock, unable to calm down. Who knew his junior brother had become so monstrous, even able to toy with Land Immortals?
He could only say: "With the old Celestial Master at Mount Longhu, my junior brother still has a long way to go." Zhang Lingyu glared at him.
At this rate, Ning Changge might surpass his master sooner than expected.
The group descended the mountain, the renowned Heaven-Man experts nodding respectfully to the Wudang disciples, letting them go first. Ning Changge's sword formation slaying the Evil Emperor would undoubtedly elevate Wudang's prestige!
This was just a small glimpse. In the martial world, news spread rapidly. The events on Emei Mountain reached every corner of Ming and even the Great Sui, giving everyone a new understanding of Ning Changge, the Little Immortal of Wudang.
The background wasn't just anyone; it was the Evil Emperor Xiang Yutian, who had dominated the Great Sui for two hundred years!
Discussions erupted everywhere in the two empires, the event too shocking.
"The Evil Emperor Xiang Yutian, presumed dead a century ago, has reappeared!"
"Not only reappeared, but was beaten like a dog by the Little Immortal of Wudang, Ning Changge!"
"It's said the Little Immortal didn't even leave Tianzhu Peak, yet his spiritual swords, wielded by Ji Xiaofu, nearly killed the Evil Emperor!"
"Is there really such a monstrous person? If I recall, the Little Immortal hasn't even ascended to the Land Immortal realm."
"That's what makes his talent so extraordinary. A Heaven-Man defeating a Land Immortal, just thinking about it chills me."
"Could it be a grand era is approaching? Such a prodigy, unheard of!"
Everyone was speechless with shock.
The events on Emei Mountain were too unbelievable. Ning Changge had already been immensely powerful when he refined the Buddha's thoughts with heavenly fire at Wudang. Some had speculated that Ning Changge's combat power was not inferior to a Land Immortal, bestowing him the title of Little Immortal.
But now, Ning Changge had nearly killed a Land Immortal, and not just any, but the renowned Evil Emperor of the Great Sui. This was far more impactful than refining the Buddha's thoughts.
Some even suspected that if Ning Changge had been present, the Evil Emperor wouldn't have left Emei Mountain alive.
Eyes turned towards Wudang with deep reverence. This time, even the Land Immortals were shaken.