"Great Sumeru Sword Technique!"
"Third Layer!"
The three streams of sword light within the night suddenly flared up.
Upon hearing the five words ’Great Sumeru Sword Technique’, how could Li San, the Hall Master of the Dark Temple, not understand the significance of this sword move—
Within the depths of Li San’s heart, a storm was raging.
"Dragon Emperor? The Dragon Emperor’s signature sword move, the Great Sumeru Sword Technique!?"
"Are you the Dragon Emperor?!!!!!!!!!!"
No matter how clever he was, he could not imagine that the young man before him was the Dragon Emperor.
The world is so vast, full of wonders; the Great Thousand World teems with countless experts, yet only one person could perform the cumbersome yet mighty Great Sumeru Sword Technique, and that was the Dragon Emperor!
And only the Dragon Emperor could unleash the maximum power of this sword skill.
Seeing this sword move.
Li San knew that the person before him was none other than the Dragon Emperor of yesteryear.
In the presence of the Dragon Emperor... he had no hope for survival.
For a moment, his face turned ashen.
The three clumsy yet immensely powerful and wide-ranging sword moves descended.
Boom boom boom—
"Ah!"
"I will not accept this!"
"I do not accept this..."
Screams filled the air.
Without any resistance, Li San was cut down by the sword light.
Limbs and torsos scattered across the sky.
Without further observation, one could be certain; his death was inevitable.
Fang Yu slowly descended.
Leveling the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand.
The purple dragon continued to circle around the Dragon Roar Sword, dazzling to behold.
"The Purple Flame Dragon of the Fifth Transformation, terrifying like this... Wrapped around my fist, I could kill a Circulation Heaven Position Lou Shan with a single punch. Wrapped around my sword, I could kill a Supreme Heavenly Rank Li San. Divine Dragon Technique, what more surprises can you bring me?"
"The dragon has nine transformations... it seems that these nine transformations should be at the Saint level!"
With this thought, a smile appeared on Fang Yu’s face as he spoke lightly, "This is not bad either. Others will at most see me as a Circulation Heaven Position, but with this dragon, my strength can completely reach the Saint Rank."
But...
What exactly is the Saint Rank?
Can a cultivator at the Saint Rank traverse the skies and burrow into the earth?
Regarding these, Fang Yu was still full of doubts.
"No, that’s not right, the Dragon Emperor controlled Jiuzhou, his strength was definitely not just at the Supreme Heavenly Rank. Even Empress Ziwei was not merely at the Supreme Heavenly Rank. This indicates that the Dragon Emperor must have reached the Saint Rank. But in my mind, there is no knowledge or memory of this..."
Fang Yu muttered to himself, "It seems, the remaining memories are all in the last three fragments. Now, I have integrated six fragments from the Dragon Emperor... The first two pieces imbued me with quite a lot of violent emotions and temperament, thankfully I discovered it in time and isolated them. But... where could these last three fragments be?"
After pondering for a moment.
Fang Yu still couldn’t think of where they might be.
"Better to return first."
Indifferently glancing at the dismembered corpse on the ground, Fang Yu turned and left.
...
Meanwhile.
Jiangzhou, in a certain hotel, the presidential suite.
Standing on the balcony, Emperor Ziwei, who admired the beautiful scenery of Jiangzhou, looked like a modern city beauty, dressed in lightweight, sheer clothing, leaning against the railing, sipping red wine.
After spending time living in the city, she had completely adapted to the rhythm of urban life.
She even gained a considerable understanding of the modern city.
Her lips lightly parted.
Emperor Ziwei lifted her beautiful eyes and looked at the moonlight in the night sky, murmuring indifferently, "It seems Li San has met with misfortune."
Her voice was extremely calm, as if she had anticipated all of this.
"Mr. Merlin, what do you think about this matter?"
Her words seemed to be speaking to the air.
However...
On the balcony next door to the suite, a man in a black robe emerged, standing erect with his arms folded, gazing at the moonlight.
"Miss Ziwei, do you think that this Fang Yu has some tricks up his sleeve?"
Without looking at him, Ziwei replied, "I’ve always felt that one only deserves to be my companion after stepping into the Saint Rank. I’m not lacking in force... only in the ability to heal and to save myself."
"So, you’ve taken a fancy to this so-called Saint Rank Doctor, hoping to have him heal you?" Mr. Merlin said.
"Indeed, but now it seems it’s not that simple... This man has played me for a fool time and time again. He killed my capable subordinates yet spared those old folks... It indicates he doesn’t wish to submit to me."
Hearing this.
Mr. Merlin chuckled softly, "You already have the answer in your heart, why bother asking me?"
"Perhaps it’s due to a lack of confidence..." Ziwei said faintly.
"I didn’t expect that even the highest authority of Tiandu Mountain would know fear. He merely killed two ordinary individuals of Supreme Heavenly Rank... not enough to be feared," Mr. Merlin said indifferently.
"How can you be sure?"
"After I met with him last time, I used the Spiritual Vision Method from the Western Regions to observe him. According to Huaxia’s standards of strength and Cultivation Realm, his Cultivation should be at Circulation Heaven Position. His ability to kill those of Supreme Heavenly Rank shows he has trump cards. Let’s not forget... the Fire Dragon Order is still in his possession; solely relying on that, sending Li San to confront him would mean certain death. Moreover, he must have more than just the Fire Dragon Order as a trump card. His ability to defeat Lou Shan who wielded the Fire Dragon Order, suggests that he possesses at least one Heavenly Rank Spiritual Artifact!"
Heavenly Rank Spiritual Artifact!
This statement made Emperor Ziwei pause in surprise.
"I hadn’t expected him to possess a Heavenly Rank Spiritual Artifact; I truly underestimated him," she spoke in her usual calm tone.
Mr. Merlin continued,
"Moreover, Miss Ziwei’s own Heavenly Rank Spiritual Artifact is quite formidable. Compared to that, I’m more optimistic about the Spiritual Artifact in your possession. A Circulation Heaven Position, no matter what, shouldn’t be able to defeat you. Why should you worry?"
Empress Ziwei fell silent.
After a long time, she finally spoke, "It’s just an intuition."
"Women’s intuition, that theory, is for fooling young children. In our Western Regions, only true power speaks for everything."
"Perhaps you’re right."
"Let’s do it this way... If he dares to come to Tiandu Mountain in seven days, I will help you capture him."
Upon hearing this.
Empress Ziwei nodded gently and said, "Then I shall be grateful for Mr. Merlin’s assistance."
Mr. Merlin waved his hand and said, "It’s just a small effort... There’s a saying in Huaxia: receiving favor shortens the hand, eating favor shortens the mouth. Having received many things from you, it is natural for me to honor my promises."
As he spoke.
Mr. Merlin seemed to have more to say and turned his head,
"Miss Ziwei, heed my advice. You should not delay your injury any longer... Leave Tiandu Mountain and head to the Western Regions, and I will find the best Doctor there to treat you. Why place your hopes on a Saint Rank Doctor who outright refuses to submit to you? Besides, your injury is difficult to heal."
"I appreciate Mr. Merlin’s kindness, but... let’s not speak of this matter again."
After she finished speaking.
Empress Ziwei turned around and entered the room.
She lifted her jade hand and looked at the ring on her ring finger, stating, "No matter who it may be, those who conform to my will prosper; those who defy it perish!"