Chapter 30 Supreme Imperial Weapon, Sun Saint Emperor! Suppressing Darkness Alone?!
Even if the Heavenly Emperor is powerful, can he deal with three monsters of this level at the same time?
"It's over..."
Shui Bing'er closed her eyes, awaiting death.
However.
Just as the Crimson Dragon Emperor's giant hand was about to fall.
Clang!
A sword cry, seemingly from eternity ago, instantly sliced through the blood-red and oppressive atmosphere.
Immediately afterwards.
Several streaks of light pierced the sky and instantly descended upon the ruins.
The person in the lead was a woman dressed in white.
Her face was aloof, and her brows carried an extremely sharp and heroic air.
Behind her were several figures that were extremely familiar to Douluo viewers.
Ning Rongrong.
Qian Renxue.
And... that black dog that once bit the monster.
"Heavenly Court affairs are being conducted; all irrelevant personnel shall stand aside!"
When the woman in white spoke, her voice was like the clash of metal and stone, clear yet carrying endless killing intent.
The Douluo Continent area is in an uproar.
"Is that Ning Rongrong?"
"And Qian Renxue? How come they're together?"
"Who is that woman in white leading the group? She has such a terrifying aura!"
The Crimson Dragon Emperor's hand froze in mid-air as he squinted at the group of people who had suddenly appeared before him.
His gaze swept over Qian Renxue and Ning Rongrong, finally settling on the woman in white, revealing a hint of disdain.
"Who are you? How dare you meddle in my business?"
"You little brat, who gave you the guts?"
At that moment, the black dog jumped out.
It stood upright, wearing a pair of flowery shorts, pointing one paw at the Crimson Dragon Emperor, and began to curse:
"Woof! Where did this giant lizard come from? Its breath is louder than athlete's foot!"
"Open your dog eyes... ptooey, longan eyes and see clearly!"
"This is Ye Xian'er, the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Emperor!"
"If you know what's good for you, kneel down and kowtow, and hand over all your dragon sons and grandsons to be used in hot pot. Otherwise, when my master arrives, he'll skin you alive!"
The Crimson Dragon Emperor's expression darkened.
"A scruffy dog dares to bark at me."
"A disciple of the Heavenly Emperor?"
He looked at Ye Xian'er, his contempt only increasing.
"If Gu Changsheng doesn't come, are you sending a little girl to her death?"
"When I was conquering the world, you were still in your mother's womb and hadn't even taken shape yet."
"Don't even mention a junior like you. Even if that Great Accomplishment Sacred Body came, he would still have to show me some respect!"
Although the Crimson Dragon Emperor was arrogant in his words, he showed no mercy when he attacked.
He extended a dragon claw that blotted out the sky, and with a devastating force, slammed it down towards the crowd.
This strike was enough to flatten this mountain range.
Ning Rongrong and Qian Renxue had never seen anything like this before. They were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they instinctively wanted to back away.
But Ye Xian'er remained completely still.
She watched the descending dragon claw silently, her clear, cold eyes showing no fear, only a faint mockery.
"Master was right after all."
"You rats in the gutter, that's all you've got."
The words fell.
Ye Xian'er slowly raised her right hand.
In her hand, she held a seemingly ordinary ancient sword.
But the moment she gripped the hilt of the sword.
Boom!
A vast, boundless, and supremely powerful aura instantly erupted from the sword.
That's more than just sword energy.
That was the sun!
A real, blazing sun, powerful enough to burn away all evil in the world!
The Crimson Dragon Emperor's previously disdainful expression froze completely in that instant.
Instead, there was a deep-seated terror.
"This aura..."
"An ultimate imperial weapon?!"
"This is the Sun Saint Emperor's Imperial Weapon?!"
Ye Xian'er didn't waste any words with him and flicked her wrist.
"Cut!"
She uttered a single word.
The ancient sword transformed into an eternal golden light, flowing upstream against the colossal, sky-covering claw.
There was no hindrance whatsoever.
It's like a hot knife slicing through butter.
Puff!
The dragon claw, powerful enough to destroy mountains, was severed at the root the moment it touched the golden light!
Dragon blood rained down, scorching the earth like lava.
"Ah!!!"
The Crimson Dragon Emperor's screams echoed through the heavens.
But this is just the beginning.
Holding the imperial weapon, Ye Xian'er took a step forward, her white clothes fluttering, like a graceful female warrior.
Above the sky, the crimson dragon claw, powerful enough to crush mountains thousands of feet high, was tumbling and falling.
The scalding dragon blood poured down like a celestial river, splashing onto the ruins of Guanghan Palace. Each drop of blood was as heavy as a thousand pounds, instantly evaporating the snow and revealing the charred rocks below.
"Ah—!"
The screams of the Crimson Dragon Emperor had not yet subsided, but everyone's gaze was already fixed on the woman in white.
To be precise, it was impossible to remove the sword from her hand.
It was a long sword with an ancient design. There were no complicated patterns on the blade, only naturally formed golden lines, like the prominences on the surface of the sun.
Where the sword's edge pointed, the temperature in the originally frigid snowfield suddenly rose.
It wasn't just ordinary heat; it was a majestic, heavenly power that could ignite the soul and evaporate one's life force.
Ye Xian'er held her sword in one hand, her snow-white robes fluttering in the heat.
She didn't look at the fallen broken claw; her clear eyes were fixed on the Crimson Dragon Emperor in the air.
Her expression was indifferent.
It's like she just did something insignificant.
"Imperial Weapon..."
The Crimson Dragon Emperor clutched his severed arm, where no blood flowed, because the wound had been instantly burned and sealed by the domineering Supreme Yang Sword Qi.
His once savage vertical pupils now held a sliver of clarity and a deep sense of apprehension.
"The Sun Saint Emperor's Imperial Weapon, the Sun Saint Emperor Sword!"
These words were squeezed out by the Crimson Dragon Emperor through gritted teeth.
Douluo Continent, Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
Emperor Xue Ye was staring intently at the sky, his wine cup falling to the ground and shattering into pieces.
"That sword..."
Ning Fengzhi stood to the side, his usually refined demeanor now showing signs of loss of composure, his breathing becoming rapid.
"The sword strikes like the sun in the sky; just watching the scene makes my martial soul tremble."
"These are...weapons from that world?"
Holding the Seven Kill Sword, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, as the sword cultivator with the strongest attack power among the Title Douluo, felt the impact most directly at this moment.
His Seven Kill Sword hummed wildly in its scabbard.
That's not fighting spirit.
That was fear.
It was as if the subjects had witnessed the subservience of an emperor.
"That's too strong."
Sword Douluo Chen Xin shook his head bitterly.
"Compared to it, my Seven Kill Sword is like a firefly vying for the moon's brilliance. No, it's not even a firefly."
In the celestial display.
Ye Xian'er flicked her wrist, and the Sun Saint Emperor Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry.
Buzz!
This sword cry seemed to awaken some ancient memory in the world.
The Crimson Dragon Emperor's face was gloomy as he looked at the sword, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
"In the past, the Sun Saint Emperor took action for the human race, single-handedly suppressing the dark chaos and protecting all living beings for ten thousand years."
"Unexpectedly, his descendants were slaughtered by the creatures of the forbidden zone, and his lineage was cut off. This imperial weapon, which represents the backbone of the human race, actually fell into the hands of the Heavenly Court."
These words were clearly spread throughout Douluo Continent.
Every viewer felt a sudden jolt in their heart.
Suppressing darkness alone?
Protecting all living beings for ten thousand years?
What a magnificent existence this is!
How could the descendants of such heroes be slaughtered by the so-called "forbidden zone"?
A strange sense of tragic grandeur spread through everyone's hearts.
Shrek Academy.
Tang San clenched his fists as he listened to this secret.
"The lineage has been severed... What a ruthless method."
But what he cared about more was the power of that sword.
"Is this what they call an Imperial Weapon?"
"If I had this sword, I could cut down the Spirit Hall and Bibi Dong with a single strike!"
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