The moment Xiao Tian shattered the Divine Law of Suppression, the entire arena fell into a terrifying silence. The divine clouds swirling in the sky dispersed as if slapped aside by some ancient and supreme will.
The Empress's golden flames flickered slightly.
The Sect Masters' expressions darkened.
And the Heaven's Messenger, who had once descended with pride and command, staggered back in disbelief.
His divine sword, forged from karmic threads of fate, began to tremble.
> "That power... that aura—impossible! It was erased! That bloodline should have been destroyed in the First Era!"
Xiao Tian stood in the center of the trial ground, bamboo stick now sheathed on his back. The stars above dimmed, as if ashamed to shine brighter than him. Behind him swirled a divine radiance that shifted between **golden starlight**, **black void essence**, and **crimson fate threads**.
He looked up, his calm voice carrying the weight of ancient storms.
> "You said I had two choices. But you forgot the third. I choose to defy."
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### The Forbidden Truth
In that moment, ancient ruins buried beneath the sect trembled. Old seals cracked open. Statues wept blood. The air shimmered with the echo of forgotten chants. The **Southern Flame Temple**, once dormant, awakened slightly.
Voices from the void echoed:
> "He walks again... bearer of the Broken Star Vein."
> "The curse awakens."
> "The bloodline that even the Heavens feared."
The Flame Empress narrowed her golden eyes.
> "Impossible... that line was sealed beyond reincarnation. Not even the Samsara Wheel could touch it."
Xiao Tian raised his hand.
Three sigils appeared:
- A burning lotus made of black flame: **Ancestral Nihil Flame**.
- A floating crystal star surrounded by darkness: **Voidborne Starchild Vein**.
- A mark resembling a shattered halo: **Heavenbane Soul Core**.
The world trembled.
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### The Messenger's Fear
The Divine Messenger clenched his fist.
> "You should not exist. Your very being is a violation of divine law! That bloodline was erased by order of the Nine Celestial Thrones!"
Xiao Tian smiled.
> "Then perhaps it's time someone breaks those thrones."
He stepped forward. Each step made the heavens crackle with lightning. Cultivators in the audience coughed blood from sheer pressure.
The Messenger summoned his Celestial Blade of Judgment. Six rings spun around it, each representing a divine law: Fate, Karma, Order, Light, Time, and Heaven.
> "I will end this aberration!"
Xiao Tian did not draw a weapon. Instead, he summoned **a sword forged from his will**—blazing with all three bloodlines in one.
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### Clash of Myths
Their weapons met.
The resulting clash split the sky.
Not metaphorically. **Literally.** The sky tore open, revealing a realm beyond stars.
The ground cracked. The ancient trees around the sect aged ten thousand years in a blink.
And yet, Xiao Tian stood unmoved.
He stared straight at the Messenger, and with every strike, his power grew.
The crowd watched, trembling.
> "He's growing stronger with every blow!"
> "That's not cultivation—that's evolution... during battle!"
The Empress's lips parted slightly. Her divine flame began responding to Xiao Tian's energy.
> "His bloodline... it's rewriting the rules."
---
### The Final Blow
The Divine Messenger raised his blade for one final strike—a sword infused with the wrath of Heaven itself.
Xiao Tian whispered:
> "Fall."
And his sword, a fusion of rebellion, fate, and oblivion—pierced through.
The divine blade shattered.
The Messenger screamed, his divine form disintegrating into motes of heavenly light.
Before vanishing, he spat one final curse:
> "They will come for you... all of them. The true Heavens will awaken... and you shall burn."
Then silence.
Only Xiao Tian remained standing—his robes fluttering in the breeze.
---
### The Empress Descends
From the throne, Flame Empress Huo Lian slowly descended.
Her steps did not touch the ground. Flames carried her.
She stood before Xiao Tian, her expression unreadable.
> "Your existence is an anomaly."
> "And yet... you have passed every trial."
She raised her hand.
> "Then let us create a new trial. One not of fire... but fate."
The air shimmered. A **Celestial Marriage Seal** hovered between them.
Gasps echoed.
> "Is she... proposing a divine bond?!"
> "Between Empress and Disciple?! That's... That's blasphemy!"
But Xiao Tian smiled.
> "Not of master and servant. Not of sect and disciple. But something far deeper."
He reached forward.
The seal responded.
The moment Xiao Tian shattered the Divine Law of Suppression, the entire arena fell into a terrifying silence. The divine clouds swirling in the sky dispersed as if slapped aside by some ancient and supreme will.
The Empress's golden flames flickered slightly.
The Sect Masters' expressions darkened.
And the Heaven's Messenger, who had once descended with pride and command, staggered back in disbelief.
His divine sword, forged from karmic threads of fate, began to tremble.
> "That power... that aura—impossible! It was erased! That bloodline should have been destroyed in the First Era!"
Xiao Tian stood in the center of the trial ground, bamboo stick now sheathed on his back. The stars above dimmed, as if ashamed to shine brighter than him. Behind him swirled a divine radiance that shifted between **golden starlight**, **black void essence**, and **crimson fate threads**.
He looked up, his calm voice carrying the weight of ancient storms.
> "You said I had two choices. But you forgot the third. I choose to defy."
---
### The Forbidden Truth
In that moment, ancient ruins buried beneath the sect trembled. Old seals cracked open. Statues wept blood. The air shimmered with the echo of forgotten chants. The **Southern Flame Temple**, once dormant, awakened slightly.
Voices from the void echoed:
> "He walks again... bearer of the Broken Star Vein."
> "The curse awakens."
> "The bloodline that even the Heavens feared."
The Flame Empress narrowed her golden eyes.
> "Impossible... that line was sealed beyond reincarnation. Not even the Samsara Wheel could touch it."
Xiao Tian raised his hand.
Three sigils appeared:
- A burning lotus made of black flame: **Ancestral Nihil Flame**.
- A floating crystal star surrounded by darkness: **Voidborne Starchild Vein**.
- A mark resembling a shattered halo: **Heavenbane Soul Core**.
The world trembled.
---
### The Messenger's Fear
The Divine Messenger clenched his fist.
> "You should not exist. Your very being is a violation of divine law! That bloodline was erased by order of the Nine Celestial Thrones!"
Xiao Tian smiled.
> "Then perhaps it's time someone breaks those thrones."
He stepped forward. Each step made the heavens crackle with lightning. Cultivators in the audience coughed blood from sheer pressure.
The Messenger summoned his Celestial Blade of Judgment. Six rings spun around it, each representing a divine law: Fate, Karma, Order, Light, Time, and Heaven.
> "I will end this aberration!"
Xiao Tian did not draw a weapon. Instead, he summoned **a sword forged from his will**—blazing with all three bloodlines in one.
---
### Clash of Myths
Their weapons met.
The resulting clash split the sky.
Not metaphorically. **Literally.** The sky tore open, revealing a realm beyond stars.
The ground cracked. The ancient trees around the sect aged ten thousand years in a blink.
And yet, Xiao Tian stood unmoved.
He stared straight at the Messenger, and with every strike, his power grew.
The crowd watched, trembling.
> "He's growing stronger with every blow!"
> "That's not cultivation—that's evolution... during battle!"
The Empress's lips parted slightly. Her divine flame began responding to Xiao Tian's energy.
> "His bloodline... it's rewriting the rules."
---
### The Final Blow
The Divine Messenger raised his blade for one final strike—a sword infused with the wrath of Heaven itself.
Xiao Tian whispered:
> "Fall."
And his sword, a fusion of rebellion, fate, and oblivion—pierced through.
The divine blade shattered.
The Messenger screamed, his divine form disintegrating into motes of heavenly light.
Before vanishing, he spat one final curse:
> "They will come for you... all of them. The true Heavens will awaken... and you shall burn."
Then silence.
Only Xiao Tian remained standing—his robes fluttering in the breeze.
---
### The Empress Descends
From the throne, Flame Empress Huo Lian slowly descended.
Her steps did not touch the ground. Flames carried her.
She stood before Xiao Tian, her expression unreadable.
> "Your existence is an anomaly."
> "And yet... you have passed every trial."
She raised her hand.
> "Then let us create a new trial. One not of fire... but fate."
The air shimmered. A **Celestial Marriage Seal** hovered between them.
Gasps echoed.
> "Is she... proposing a divine bond?!"
> "Between Empress and Disciple?! That's... That's blasphemy!"
But Xiao Tian smiled.
> "Not of master and servant. Not of sect and disciple. But something far deeper."
He reached forward.
The seal responded.
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