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

"Investigate! Find out who did it!"

Zi Jin ignored the four sect leaders, his voice chilling.

"Sect Master Zi Jin, don't waste the opportunity!" Duan Tian of Blood Sword Sect said coldly.

They had previously learned that their son had died in the spirit chamber by extinguishing the life lamp.

The identity of the murderer remains unknown.

"On the battlefield, there's no time to pursue the murderer." These are Zi Jin's original words.

Faced with the questions, Zi Jin coldly said, "Find out who killed the four young sect leaders."

This time, Duan Tian and the other three had no objections.

Soon, the news spread, and all the sect leaders at the long table stood up.

All five young sect leaders died at the hands of the same person.

Shen Ming, a disciple of the Xuantian Sect!

The sect leaders of Ziyou Sect and Dragon Demon Palace glared angrily at the sect leader of Demon Heaven Sect.

The main task of the Demon Heaven Sect is to deal with the Profound Heaven Sect.

"We also suffered heavy losses!"

The two sect leaders of the Demon Heaven Sect were furious.

"Is this Shen Ming crazy?" Duan Qi was extremely annoyed. Their Dragon Demon Palace and Xuan Tian Sect had no connection whatsoever.

"This child must not be allowed to live; he should be killed here!" Zi Jin said coldly.

At this point, the other sect leaders had no objections. They didn't talk about revenge; if such a disciple were allowed to rise to power, he would become a great enemy of the demonic path.

Within the spiritual repository, there are also seven young demonic cultivators of the same level as Zi Yan.

Let these seven people join forces to bring down this genius.

Just as Zi Jin was about to give the order, bad news arrived.

The demonic cultivators in the Spirit Treasury sent a plea for help, including those seven top-tier beings.

"What happened?!" Zi Jin asked.

"Disciples from the three major sects in the Spirit Treasury have united and, led by Shen Ming, are hunting down our people! Our people are calling for reinforcements!"

"..."

The nine sect leaders looked at each other in bewilderment; this made offense and defense much easier.

“Our manpower is definitely greater than that of the sect, and even with their reinforcements and the advantage of terrain, how could we be so easily defeated!” Zi Jin shouted.

Before this, their attention was focused on the sect's supreme-level experts, believing that Lingzang was carrying out a one-sided massacre.

“Shen Ming is a sword cultivator. He can kill one person with one sword. There is no difference between the fifth level and the first level of the Divine Realm under his sword.”

"Sword cultivator!"

Now the sect leaders understood.

That's how sword cultivators are: too rigid and they break easily, but their killing power is formidable.

"Then let's perish together and bury the Spirit Treasury!" Zi Jin said through gritted teeth.

“Your sons died inside, but our sons are still alive!” This was immediately met with opposition from the three sect leaders.

Zi Jin was distraught, feeling that all hope was lost.

At that moment, a deafening, penetrating bell rang throughout the sky.

"The Mysterious Heavenly Bell!"

The nine sect leaders rushed out of the tower and saw a golden light dispel the dark clouds.

A large golden bell appeared in the sky, with golden bell patterns spreading outwards like ripples on water.

The outer magical warships that touched the ripples exploded and turned into dust.

The extremely strong and yang power ruthlessly tore apart the great array set up by the demonic path.

Behind the Xuan Tian Bell, Liang Mingxi, the Xuan Tian Sect Leader, appeared out of nowhere, raising his right hand slightly as if to lift a pagoda.

"A King-level spiritual weapon! The Xuan Tian Sect's most treasured guardian artifact, requiring several Supreme Realm experts to activate!"

"How could he possibly go out alone with the baby!"

"He has reached the Sovereign Realm!"

All nine sect leaders were pale-faced, and glared angrily at the sect leader of the Demon Heaven Sect once again.

The Xuantian Sect has produced a Sovereign Realm expert, yet your Demon Heaven Sect hasn't received a single word about it!

The sect leader of the Demon Heaven Sect looked wronged. According to their intelligence, the current sect leader of the Profound Heaven Sect was a gentleman and did not like fighting.

Over the years, they have retreated again and again in the face of the coercion of the Demon Heaven Sect.

Who would have thought that such a person would break through to the Dominator Realm?

The three realms of innate beings represent the supreme beings of heaven and earth; above that lies the realm of the sovereign.

The combat power at the pinnacle of the Northern Region, even among first-class families, is that of an old monster who doesn't concern himself with worldly affairs.

How old is Liang Mingxi, the leader of Xuantian Sect? He actually managed to support the Xuantian Sect and sweep away the Three Demon Formation!

"The tide has turned; everything will perish!"

Zi Jin made up his mind, and the other sect leaders had no objections. Two of them abandoned ship and left.

With a tolling of a bell, the massive steel ship broke in two, and the two sect leaders who had not yet escaped turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The Supreme Realm is utterly powerless before the Dominator Realm.

Especially this Sovereign Realm expert holding a King's Spiritual Weapon.

"Any last words?"

Liang Mingxi maintained his gentle and refined demeanor, looking down at Zi Jin and the others.

Overwhelmed with grief and anger over the death of his beloved son, Zi Jin now faces this desperate situation and laughs maniacally.

"You can't kill me!"

With a roar, scorching flames appeared on Zi Jin's body, and supreme-level power was about to erupt.

With a deafening roar, it exploded into a massive fireball.

"Who can kill you?"

Liang Mingxi whispered something and used the Xuan Tian Bell to avoid the blast radius.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, he realized that Zi Jin's actions were not just a simple self-destruction.

Within the Spirit Treasury, the earth suddenly trembled violently.

The originally surging magma seemed to be drawn by a mysterious force, and began to move strangely, as if it were gathering momentum.

With a deafening roar, a gigantic black hand suddenly emerged from the bottom of the volcano.

That hand seemed to be forged from the hardest rock, its rough surface covered with hairs as sharp as steel needles, each one standing upright and gleaming with a cold metallic luster.

A column of fiery red lava shot straight into the sky, setting the heavens ablaze.

The land of Lingzang began to crack, with fissures resembling gaping abysses.

Shen Ming and his group were all stunned by what they saw.

A single hand is larger than a volcano; such terror exists in the world.

He thought that the Tianyuan Sword Sect was likely destroyed to suppress such an existence.

"Senior Brother Shen, what do we do now?" Yang Mengxiao asked.

Faced with the apocalyptic scene, even demonic cultivators became insignificant little troubles.

The sky is falling and the earth is cracking; there is nowhere to retreat!

"Look!"

Shen Ming pointed to the sky, and flying boats and warships, as well as the Supreme Beings of Heaven and Earth, ignored the restrictions on the spiritual treasure and headed towards them.

The spiritual treasure collapsed, and the restrictions ceased to exist.

With a sweep of his divine sense, Liang Mingxi, a master of the Sovereign Realm, located the disciples of the three major sects throughout the entire Spirit Treasury.

Then, through divine sense, he informed the three major sects that the Supreme Being of Heaven and Earth would come to their rescue immediately.

They rescued the people before the world collapsed.

Before Shen Ming could react, he found himself and the other Xuantian Sect disciples on a Xuantian warship.

Yang Mengxiao and other disciples of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect were on a giant flying sword.

The situation was urgent, and there was no time to say goodbye. Yang Mengxiao, Yue Shan, and the others waved goodbye from their flying swords.

After the Xuan Tian warship reached a certain height, Shen Ming looked down.

The giant hand braced itself against the ground, as if supporting its body.

Shen Ming couldn't imagine the disaster that would occur if this thing were to actually come into existence.

At this moment, a sword light of ten thousand feet burst forth from the direction of Sword Abyss, and a stunning sword strike heavily against the black hand.

Within the sword light was the Heavenly Abyss Sword Intent that Shen Ming was familiar with!

Under the impact of the towering sword light, the giant hand fell limply, and the entity beneath the volcano and the spiritual treasure sank together.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.