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"What kind of power is this?"
"Even Ling Jianhou and the Peerless God of Swords joined forces and couldn't make him flinch! How long has he even been known?"
The entire Hundred Thousand Mountains was in an uproar. The powerhouses who had witnessed the battle were shaken. Their eyes widened in disbelief as they looked at Shen Lian. Only now did they truly understand the source of his confidence.
His strength was not from status or reputation—it was in the sword in his hand.
As long as he held that sword, one swing could shake heaven and earth.
Some struggled to believe it. They scanned Shen Lian's aura, bones, and bloodline, doubting whether he was truly a youth or an old monster in disguise. It defied logic—a man in his twenties, slaying five seasoned Void Transformation powerhouses with a single stroke?
That was unprecedented. No one in the past had done it, and no one in the future likely could.
"Shen keeps his word. Those who cross the line will die."
"But there are still people who want to test the sword in my hand. Is it worth it?"
Shen Lian's voice was calm. He gently touched the little monkey on his shoulder. There was a rare tenderness in his eyes.
When he arrived in this world, the first living creature he met was this little monkey.
Without the father and son of the ape clan, he might not have even made it out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, let alone become the Sword God in White.
So now, as long as he lived, no one would be allowed to harm them—not a single strand of fur.
Unless they stepped over his dead body.
"Strong indeed."
A drunken madman rode atop a massive red peachwood calabash. His hair was grey, clothes tattered, and eyes glazed from drink—but behind the haze was a brilliant, sober clarity.
He had once trampled over three great families. In the centuries since, his strength had reached terrifying heights. Yet now, after seeing Shen Lian's sword, he exhaled deeply in awe.
"He's not just the strongest of the younger generation. He's already at the top of our ranks."
The Spear God, the Seventh Prince of Great Yan, Yan Wuliang, also stood nearby, deeply moved. Draped in a luxurious python robe, he stared at Shen Lian, heart pounding.
He had once thought the first genius of the younger generation would be no more than hype—but clearly, Shen Lian had exceeded every expectation.
Three years ago, his strength had already shocked the world.
"We're only watching. We won't interfere."
Yan Wuliang smiled warmly, nodding at Shen Lian with sincere respect. He no longer saw him as a junior. Shen Lian stood on equal footing, famous across eras.
If those like him had once dominated a generation, then Shen Lian ruled this era.
Shen Lian nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
Those nearby were stunned.
Indeed, the Sword God in White had already reached the peak of the Void Transformation Realm.
And he was still so young.
"I'm Tiangu, and I've been trapped at the edge of the Divine Realm for years. It's been long since I last glimpsed its threshold."
An ancient voice rose. A hunched old man stepped down from a black sedan. His body was gaunt, his cheeks marked by age spots. He radiated decay and timeworn fatigue, yet behind his tired eyes flickered the light of insight.
He fixed his gaze on Shen Lian and gave a weary sigh.
"You are extraordinary, little friend."
He paused, then asked with seriousness, "But do you really intend to protect the family of the eight-armed giant ape?"
Shen Lian stood in silence. His white robes fluttered lightly, black hair draping his shoulders.
He didn't speak. His actions spoke louder than words.
"Yes. Very well. Still, I cannot just sit by. The bloodline of such a divine beast cannot be allowed to continue. Today, I must test you."
"Let me make it clear—before I became known, I had already stepped into the Ninth Stage of Void Transformation. I am not like the juniors you've just fought."
"Little friend, don't take me lightly."
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura began to gather.
The Spiritual Qi of the world rushed toward the Tiangu elder. Storms rose around him. Ancient power, long buried, erupted with his rising magic.
"The Tiangu elder is making a move!"
"He once rivaled the Human Sovereign of Dayan during the Void Transformation Era! The Sword God in White has drawn even him out?"
Everyone was in disbelief. For a legendary figure like Tiangu to personally act, Shen Lian's strength must already be enough to rival the old gods.
"Haw!!"
The little monkey's eyes widened with worry.
The eight-armed giant ape also looked conflicted. It stared deeply at Shen Lian, then slowly shook its head. It was pleading for him to back away.
It could sense the immense strength in Tiangu's body. He had once rivaled Emperor Yan, who slew ancient beasts. Tiangu was the strongest opponent the emperor had ever faced!
Shen Lian had already defied all odds. But to fight this man... seemed impossible.
"Don't worry. As long as I, Shen Lian, am here, no one will harm you."
Shen Lian smiled and turned back. He gently removed the little monkey from his back and handed it to the giant ape.
He knew Tiangu was ancient and powerful. To face him, Shen Lian would need to give it everything—he couldn't afford distractions.
This would be his full-force battle. His respect for the strong demanded it.
"Haw!"
The little monkey grabbed his sleeve, eyes filled with emotion.
Shen Lian gave a reassuring nod.
Only then did the little monkey let go, clinging to the eight-armed ape. Somehow, it felt like being wrapped in vines, only to be saved again by Shen Lian.
It knew—he wouldn't lie.
He would win.
"All beings have love."
Tiangu's decaying voice carried a trace of sorrow. His eyes, once filled with detachment, now held admiration.
He had once had such bonds too. In the distant past, he had fought side by side with rivals, sharing deep respect.
But as time passed, he watched the world turn. Pride and genius withered. Those he once knew vanished under the scythe of time.
In the end, only he remained.
He hadn't come to crush Shen Lian. After witnessing his Sword Ray, Tiangu had sensed something.
Shen Lian—had already touched the threshold of the Divine Realm.
He wanted to test that strength. Whether Shen Lian eventually ascended or not, whether Tiangu himself could find rebirth—at least, in this moment, he had seen it.
"Little friend, be careful."
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