{đ„łJoining Patreon keeps me motivated and eager to work diligently, so please support me.đ„° You can access upto 100+ advance chapter through Patreon by using the link: https://patreon.com/Oreski}
At that moment, the entire world fell into a thunderous uproar. Voices erupted across the realms, each one echoing with shock, awe, or worship. "Since there is no justice in this world, then I'll cut it out with my sword! Since the heavens won't uphold justice, then I'll draw it with my sword!" roared the proclamation of the unstoppable Emperor Lian. "His Majesty Lian is unstoppable!" cried one witness, followed by whispers and shouts from the stars. "Tai Xuan Sword Sect cannot be deceived, and I, Shen Lian, will not submit! Tsk tsk tsk, Emperor Lian's dominance puts us all to shame," came the dark, rasping laughter of the infamous Dark Crow Li Baye. "This is the heart of the strong. No wonder Emperor Lian will one day stand as a Great Emperor," added the solemn White-Haired Wang Nixian. "Ten years of forging a blade. Now the edge is revealed, and the name of the king will echo! After years of concealment, His Majesty Lian finally shows his true strength," declared Hongmeng Hall Master Luo Feng with pride. Supreme Saint Emperor Yang Tianqi raised a glass to the heavens, voice brimming with nostalgia. "I have long considered Emperor Lian a friend. If fate allows, I'd toast with him three thousand times and duel three thousand rounds." And from the fringes of reason and madness, Luffyâlover of chicken legsâcackled wildly, "Hahaha! The five great families are utterly clueless. Are you surprised? Are you shocked?"
As voices clamored across the skies, the battle blazing on-screen erupted like celestial thunder. Shen Lian's gaze remained calm and emotionless, and as his sword descended, a beam of sword light cleaved the heavens itselfâgalactic in scale, divine in intent. It stretched like a silver river through the void, cutting the sky in two and falling like a heavenly pillar. In that moment, the sword's light illuminated the entirety of the Dayan Dynasty. No one could move. Cultivators and mortals alike froze, their eyes drawn to that celestial arc that seemed to split time itself. Even the patriarchs of the five great families trembled, their cultivation at the peak of Tongxuan unable to resist the terrifying pressure pouring from the strike. Before this single blade, they felt like ants.
Patriarch Wei, his voice tinged with panic and defiance, bellowed, "Join forces! Activate the Annihilation Light Cannon!" In response, the five patriarchs unleashed their strongest treasures. Patriarch Lei summoned the Lightning Sword Formation, releasing six thunder-fire swords from his back that howled skyward and spun into a protective array. Patriarch Han raised his crimson cane, blooming a blood-red Soul Lotus that expanded like a divine canopy to shield against the descending sword. Patriarch Murong roared and hurled hundreds of divine punches, each one shattering the skies. The very fabric of the heavens trembled beneath his Vajra Divine Fist. Patriarch Wei's aura surged as his Void Transformation cultivation distorted reality itself, twisting the surrounding space into swirling chaos. "Divine Art: Sky-Sealing Seal!" he roared as forces of heaven and earth coalesced into a vast golden seal that blotted out the sun. Simultaneously, dozens of floating warships unfurled their dark barrels and, with divine pulses, launched the Annihilation Cannons. Space cracked open as laser beams fell like divine tribulation.
Boom!
Countless magical techniques, treasures, and energy blasts collided midair with Shen Lian's sword. The heavens were devoured by white light as the shockwave erupted with such force that the nearby cultivators collapsed, ears bleeding from the impact. Even mountains shattered and crumbled as entire regions were leveled. In the sky, the void fractured, a portion of the real world vanishing into absolute nothingness. Spectators across countless realms were left gasping in horror. "Is this the power of peak Tongxuan? Or... a clash touching the Void Transformation Realm?"
Shen Lian stood calm within the storm, white robes billowing amid the destructive currents, his long hair flowing like silver threads under the heavens. His expression never changed. Before him, the five great families had fallen into chaos. Their patriarchs stood bloodied and broken. Patriarch Lei's once-mighty Thunder Fire Swords had snapped, leaving only two pitiful hilts suspended in the air. Patriarch Han clutched the fragments of his shattered cane, his face streaked with blood and disbelief. Patriarch Ling bled from all seven orifices, body shaking violently as he struggled to remain upright. Patriarch Wei, even with Void Transformation strength, had been thrown back ten steps, coughing up bloodâhe alone had absorbed the brunt of the sword strike, and if he hadn't, the other four would've perished outright. Most tragic of all was Patriarch Murong, whose limbs had been obliterated. Only his torso and head remained, floating eerily in the air, the essence of sixty years of cultivation destroyed in a single breath.
Behind them, hundreds of elite Jinqiao Elders and Yangshen disciples lay slain or groaning in agony, their corpses scattered like withered leaves. Cries and wails filled the air, a battlefield turned to a slaughterfield. "What⊠what level is his cultivation?" someone gasped. The five patriarchs stared at Shen Lian as if gazing upon a deity, their hearts clenched by a fear that surpassed reason.
This was no longer the realm of Tongxuan.
Across the sky and beyond the veils of space, every cultivator, sect master, and watcher knewâthis was not just a single sword strike. It was a declaration. Shen Lian, with one blow, had crushed the combined might of five of the strongest clans in the realm. Warships, annihilation cannons, elite cultivatorsânone of it mattered. They had been eradicated, like ash before the wind.
As silence spread like wildfire, only one verse remained in the hearts of all who watched:
After ten years of sharpening a sword, its edge remains hidden. But today, the blade is unsheathedâand Shijun is proven wrong.
Dayan Dynasty, Year 799.
On that day, Shen Lian, the Sword God in White, stood before the gates of the Tai Xuan Sword Sect. With a single sword, he shattered the legacy of five great families. Tongxuan crumbled before him. Void Transformation was humbled. And in the span of a single breath, the proudest talents of a generation were turned to dust.
That day, the heavens wept, and the Dao itself trembled. From that moment forward, one name surged across the entire Cangxuan Realm, as if carved into the very laws of cultivationâShen Lian, Sword God in White.
A new overlord had risen.
{ Enjoying the chapters? Please Support me on Patreon and unlock 100+ advanced chapters, with 3 new chapters released every two days!
The fanfic is also available for one-time purchase on Patreon â unlock lifetime access to the full collection, no membership needed! Don't miss out âsupport and own it forever!
patreon.com/Oreski}