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

The Holy Emperor Academy not only values ​​Shen Ming, but also regards him as a major enemy.

Gather intelligence, formulate strategies, and place Mount Shenghuang here.

The four Holy Emperor Pillars were used to counter Shen Ming's sword domain, and the principle behind it, in Shen Ming's words, was like "flying a kite."

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Shen Ming's sword domain is now more than just powerful.

When one combines Saintly Realm cultivation with Sword Dao Realm, one becomes one with the sword, and even an ordinary sword strike possesses the power of a sword domain.

His aura suddenly changed, and a vast, ocean-like aura of thunder surged out from his body, accompanied by a thunderous roar that seemed to split the sky!

Countless bolts of lightning swirled around him, thick bolts of lightning coiling around his sides like azure dragons, emitting a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

"One sword to avert calamity!"

He used swordsmanship to activate the first divine power of the Thunder Emperor Immortal Scripture.

Thunder suddenly erupted, like a cascading galaxy, transforming into a bolt of lightning that pierced the sky and hurtled straight toward Lin Beishengjun!

Lin Beishengjun's expression changed drastically. He clearly felt that the power of this sword was enough to tear through his defenses.

"How is this possible?! He's already this strong right after reaching the Saint Realm?"

Without further hesitation, Lin Beishengjun waved his sleeve, and a dazzling array of runic light appeared in his palm.

He used his own cultivation to activate the Holy Emperor Pillar, and a deep humming sound resounded throughout the world.

"Eternal Abyss, open!"

Time seemed to stand still, and the entire void seemed to be stretched infinitely.

The distance between him and Shen Ming seemed to stretch endlessly, appearing close yet feeling like an insurmountable gap.

Shen Ming's sword could not get close at all, and its power was still being rapidly depleted.

This was originally intended to deal with the Sword Domain, but it still comes in handy now.

Lin Beisheng breathed a sigh of relief, his expression a mixture of smugness and mockery.

"Do you know why we insist on revering Emperor Ling? Because you come from the lower realm! An ant from the lower realm should look up to us. The eternal distance between us is an insurmountable chasm for you!"

As the Holy Emperor of the Holy Imperial Academy, it would be beneath his dignity to say such a thing, and it would easily cause controversy.

But there were no outsiders here, and Lin Beisheng made no attempt to hide his contempt.

Feeling the contempt emanating from the other party, Shen Ming felt an uncontrollable rage rising within him.

"It must be hard to accept dying at the hands of cultivators from the lower realms," Shen Ming said coldly.

"Who will live and who will die is still uncertain," Lin Beishengjun said.

Shen Ming answered with his actions, a strange dark aura emanating from his body, an aura as deep and unfathomable as if capable of devouring all things in the world.

"Swallow!"

Shen Ming's dark eyes seemed to turn into black holes, with endless devouring power surging out wildly, even forcibly swallowing the infinitely extending void.

Lin Beishengjun's expression changed drastically. He could clearly feel that the devouring power was constantly eroding the distance between the Eternal Abyss and the Abyss.

He roared and formed hand seals, attempting to stabilize the runic power of the Holy Emperor Pillar.

However, no matter how hard he tried to urge it, he could not change it.

He could vaguely sense Shen Ming's sharp, sword-like gaze approaching him.

"Impossible! This is the ultimate restriction of the Holy Emperor Pillar, how could it be broken! Are you all just watching the show?" Lin Bei Holy Monarch roared in anger.

The other three Holy Lords should have come and severely injured Shen Ming long ago.

In fact, the three sage rulers took action the moment Shen Ming drew his sword.

The three Holy Monarchs, with their vast and boundless auras, along with the Holy Emperor Pillar, caused the void to tremble, their power like an ancient mountain suppressing heaven and earth.

However, as Li Miaozhen's clothes fluttered, she exuded an unparalleled ethereal charm.

A bright red spider lily slowly appeared between her brows, both eerie and sacred, as if carrying the endless mysteries of reincarnation. Once it bloomed, it dyed the sky red, causing people's hearts to tremble.

She slightly raised her hand, her fingertips lightly tapping, and a magnificent bridge silhouette appeared in the void.

It was a bridge of reincarnation that stretched across heaven and earth, its body exuding a mysterious and profound aura, with the marks of life and death flowing across it, like the supreme rule connecting reincarnation and the present world.

The three holy rulers' expressions changed drastically. Standing before the Bridge of Reincarnation, they felt an invisible pressure.

Li Miaozhen stood quietly before the bridge, the radiance highlighting her godlike figure, as if an empress had descended.

"I don't believe that just one or two of you cultivators from the lower realms can break the rules and become extraordinary geniuses!"

A sage king roared, and with a wave of his hand, a burst of fiery rules condensed, transforming into a crimson divine dragon phantom, carrying the power to burn the heavens and destroy the earth, sweeping towards the Bridge of Reincarnation.

However, the moment he touched the Bridge of Reincarnation, the phantom of reincarnation seemed to come alive.

Fear finally surfaced in the eyes of the sage king; he could feel his life force rapidly draining away.

At the same time, the phantom of the divine dragon shattered into countless fiery fragments under the power of reincarnation, and was completely annihilated in the blink of an eye.

In just a few breaths, the figure of this holy ruler was mercilessly erased from the bridge, leaving not even a trace of lingering resentment, and was completely reduced to nothingness.

Li Miaozhen's gaze was cold; she slightly raised her eyes, her expression indifferent.

The remaining two holy rulers dared not make any further moves, feeling their scalps tingle and sweating profusely, their words stuck in their throats.

"What's going on with this couple?!"

……

Lin Beishengjun waited in vain for others to make a move. His eyes were filled with madness and unwillingness, and his aura surged as he attempted a final desperate gamble.

However, Shen Ming's sword had already enveloped him, its sharp edge like an inescapable chasm.

Without uttering any superfluous words, he simply raised his sword slowly, the blade crackling with lightning and intertwined with Daoist principles.

Lin Beishengjun's voice trembled: "You ant from the lower realm! Do you know what the Holy Emperor Mountain represents? You've only gotten lucky for a moment!"

"Enough with the nonsense." Shen Ming's tone was icy, his sword intent was condensed to the extreme, and the black light in his eyes was even more intense.

The Eternal Abyss was completely shattered, and a sword light shot out from the sky, transforming into a torrent of thunder that instantly pierced through Lin Beishengjun's body.

First there was silence, then suddenly an endless storm of sword energy erupted.

Lin Beishengjun's figure disintegrated amidst the intertwining of thunder and sword intent, his primordial spirit transforming into specks of light that vanished beneath the sky.

Even as his soul dissipated, Lin Beishengjun's eyes still held endless resentment and anger.

His face was contorted, his lips trembled as if he wanted to say something, but in the end even his voice was swallowed up by the thunder.

The remaining two Holy Emperors looked at each other, their faces filled with horror, and shouted, "We are willing to follow the true Holy Emperor!"

This result was completely unexpected. They were all prepared for a fierce battle, but it turned out to be a one-sided crushing defeat.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Shen Ming pointed at the Tianchi Clan in the sea of ​​fire.

Loyalty isn't just lip service; it requires a pledge of allegiance.

The two holy rulers understood each other perfectly and simultaneously manipulated the four holy emperor pillars to attack the supreme saint of the Tianchi clan.

"Are you done? You don't need any help here."

The sage sensed the Holy Emperor Pillar and assumed it had come to help.