I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

With a single sword strike, the divine messenger was slain!

Everyone was shocked; no one had expected Shen Ming to have such a powerful backer.

Why wasn't this sword used earlier, leaving the First Temple to fend for itself?!

The answer soon became clear: where the divine messenger had vanished, countless points of starlight appeared.

"God said, let there be light!"

The voice of the divine messenger echoed throughout heaven and earth, and his figure began to reappear.

"Creation Runes, indestructible even after nine deaths!"

Those familiar with the First Temple are not surprised; it is precisely because of these powers that the First Temple is able to rule over the endless divine realms.

In the realm of gods, all those in the First Temple are capable of rebirth.

"You'll see what happens next!" Chang Yuan sneered repeatedly.

After Jian Li finished drawing her sword, she stood quietly to the side.

Shen Ming put two fingers together and pointed them into the air.

In the area where the divine messenger was located, a raging inferno appeared.

"it's useless!"

Chang Yuan had suffered damage from the Calamity Fire, but he has now fully recovered.

He knew that it was impossible to prevent the divine messenger from being reborn in this way.

The next moment, the flames surged rapidly, forming a vortex of fire.

Wherever it went, it immediately dealt a devastating blow to the recovering divine messenger.

The divine power brought by the Creation Runes fell into the bottomless abyss.

The power of devouring!

The calamity subsided, leaving nothing behind in this area, including the divine messenger who was about to be reborn.

Chang Yuan found it hard to believe. The people of the First Temple were still looking around, waiting for the divine messenger to appear from the previous location.

A minute later, they finally accepted that the divine messenger had perished.

Chang Yuan roared, his anger mixed with deep unease.

The last time a divine messenger fell was thousands of years ago.

This made it impossible for the First Temple, which claimed to be immortal and indestructible, to remain silent.

"We shouldn't have retreated in the first place! We should have destroyed them at any cost!"

Chang Yuan was filled with regret. Clearly, Shen Ming had mastered the Devouring Rune through secluded cultivation.

If I had known this would happen, I would have been willing to destroy the hundred-foot-tall divine stele.

"Don't panic, this is a sword spirit. That sword strike just now cannot be replicated."

Jun Cangsheng spoke, calming down the First Temple, and then looked at Shen Ming with great interest.

Upon hearing this, Chang Yuan realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Suddenly, Chang Yuan's body trembled, and a dazzling divine light burst forth from his body.

Divine light rose suddenly like a blazing sun, slowly spreading out the Path of Divine Light once again.

In this region, he is the human emperor.

The Path of Divine Light is magnificent and vast, as if it extends from the ancient wilderness, exuding a mysterious and boundless aura.

Chang Yuan gripped the divine scepter with both hands, stepped on divine light, and surged forward like a raging tide.

Wherever it passed, the space was imprinted with a blazing and pure light.

"God-Slaying Sword Technique, Third Form!"

As Shen Ming drew his sword, Jian Li transformed back into the Great Luo Sword.

The same sword style, revealing the same spirit.

However, the sword techniques were vastly different and far from sufficient to deal with the Human Emperor's charge.

Just as everyone was thinking this, it was as if the sky had been pierced, and Shen Ming became one with the sword, and with the heavens and the sword.

The sword light illuminated a distance of 30,000 miles, enveloping the entire area.

"A sword, a sword emperor! Another sword emperor!"

A powerful sage sensed the aura of this sword strike and was dumbfounded.

It was almost a replay of Jian Li's sword strike.

Shen Ming completed the final piece of the puzzle and stepped into the Heart Sword Realm!

In the realm of swordsmanship, the Heart Sword corresponds to the Human Emperor.

The sword light of the mind severed the path of divine light and struck Chang Yuan.

Chang Yuan felt as if he had crashed into a divine weapon.

A dizzying sensation swept through the air as the Divine Armor endured a violent impact.

His offensive was completely exhausted, and he abruptly stopped.

hiss!

The evenly matched contest left everyone in disbelief.

Same opponent, different cultivation level.

Shen Ming's performance was surprisingly not inferior.

"No! That was your strongest sword strike, I haven't even unleashed my strongest attack yet!" Chang Yuan said in a deep voice.

Thanks to the God's Armor, he was almost completely unharmed.

If the fight continues, the advantage will still be his.

"Who said this is the strongest sword strike?"

"Chaotic Sword Intent - Heavenly Tribulation Sword!"

After saying that, Shen Ming continued to draw his sword. The previous strike was only intended to break through.

Chang Yuan looked horrified; he had just been struck by that sword and nearly died.

Leaving aside the power of this sword strike, the key is the Chaos Calamity Flame.

It has a fatal impact on his spiritual body and can easily burn through his divine armor.

This time, he could no longer recover through divinity.

The fate of the messenger filled him with fear and unease.

"Indeed, one's Dao heart cannot tolerate defeat." A powerful figure saw Chang Yuan's reaction and shook his head repeatedly.

Chang Yuan was clearly terrified; he was a true defeated opponent.

Regardless, Shen Ming's Heavenly Tribulation Sword was poised to strike.

This sword strike not only contained blazing chaotic sword fire, but also spiritual sword light.

It would be fatal to any spirit in the divine realm.

Chang Yuan gritted his teeth and, after several struggles, finally transformed the scepter into a giant shield.

Exactly the same as last time.

Despite the crushing defeat last time, Chang Yuan told himself...

Things are different now; he is now the Emperor.

Shen Minggang has just become a Sword Emperor, but at most he is somewhere between a Lesser Emperor and a True Emperor.

He cannot afford to suffer another crushing defeat like before.

However, at the moment when the Blazing Sword Prison, which was about to burn through the sky, fell, Chang Yuan's heart wavered.

The next second, almost exactly the same scene unfolded, with an unstoppable sword beam striking the giant shield.

Chang Yuan felt a sudden weight on his body; if he were on the ground, a crack and a gap would appear in the earth.

Soon, some people noticed the changes.

This time, the sword light did not scatter to the left and right to engulf Shen Changyuan from the flanks, but instead concentrated on the giant shield.

"As expected, he has just become a Sword Emperor, and he is vastly different from me!"

As he was thinking this, Chang Yuan felt his hands burning hot.

This time, the Blazing Sword Prison did not disperse; instead, it pierced through the giant shield directly!

Chang Yuan felt as if a powder keg was exploding in front of him.

Ah!

The familiar pain spread throughout my body again; it was truly excruciating.

His divine armor shattered once more, and the calamity's flames severely damaged his spiritual body.

"God said, let there be light!"

Chang Yuan shouted, and his divinity activated his divine source to begin repairing his body, attempting to extinguish the calamity flames.

The next second, Chang Yuan's pupils contracted as he saw Shen Ming raise his left hand.

Just now, it was by bringing my left hand together and manipulating the power of devouring that I killed the divine messenger.

"No, no, God cannot die."

Chang Yuan never thought he would die, so much so that he never even considered the option of begging for mercy.

Of course, even if he begged for mercy, it would be in vain.

This time, Shen Ming didn't point at him; instead, he snapped his fingers.

With a snap, the tribulation fire covering Chang Yuan's entire body released endless devouring power.

Under the combined forces of calamity and devouring, Chang Yuan was reduced to ashes, leaving only his screams echoing in the area.

In the blink of an eye, the era of the First Temple's divine messengers and chosen ones came to an end.

"How on earth did he do that?!"

Many people covered their heads with their hands; I've never seen anyone do that before.

Ascend to the heavens in one step and complete the challenge of one hundred divine stele levels.

Just one day later, Chang Yuan, who had reached the level of the Human Emperor, was killed.

This can all be described as a miracle.