"Master!" Chen Hao cried out in shock.

My master! He seems to have grown even stronger! And his mastery over the Chen Family bloodline… it has reached an unfathomable level! My own bloodline, though mixed, ultimately originates from the Chen Family's ancestors. My veins run with pure Chen blood! The Chen Family bloodline, besides inheriting a portion of the fortune-granting power from our ancestral land, is most important because my ancestor, the Progenitor of the Chen Family, was the number one Sword Cultivator in the myriad realms! And what I possess is the true Sword Dao blood of my father, Chen Yuanqing. The sword art I cultivate is called 'Myriad Realms Without Life'! Once it is unleashed, no one below my father's level can possibly break it!

As the thoughts raced through his mind, Chen Hao was startled back to reality. The clansmen around them began to stir.

"Myriad Realms Without Life!"

"Chen Hao is a Sword Cultivator!"

"Why would a Sword Cultivator come to the Chen Family ancestral land?"

"It doesn't matter why he's here! Since he's a Sword Cultivator descendant of our ancestor, he can definitely help our family survive this tribulation! Our ancestral land is about to produce a Nascent Soul Stage Ancestor! Haha! This is wonderful! This is a blessing for the Chen Family!"

The Chen Family clansfolk trembled, then erupted into a fervor.

"You mentioned 'Myriad Realms Without Life'?" At that moment, Chen Zheng raised an eyebrow.

"Yes!" Chen Hao nodded.

"Perform 'Myriad Realms Without Life' and let me see," Chen Zheng said with a faint smile.

"Yes, Master!"

Without hesitation, Chen Hao reached out and grasped the air. The void trembled as countless sword shadows materialized. Each blade was incomparably sharp, and even from hundreds of yards away, everyone could feel their piercing might.

"This is a secret killing technique of the Sword Dao from the *Eternal Unrivaled Sword Canon: All Swords Return to the Origin*!"

"So this is 'Myriad Realms Without Life'?"

"A secret killing technique from the *Eternal Unrivaled Sword Canon*!"

The Chen Family clansmen exclaimed in admiration. The move's might was unparalleled. A single strike was enough to slay a Golden Core Stage Ancestor!

WHOOSH!

The next moment, the sword shadows howled as they shot toward Chen Hao's left.

"Haha! A peak Divinity Transformation Stage cultivator would be gravely injured, if not have their physical body destroyed by this strike! Boy, just wait for your death. I have already notified the Ancestor; you two insects will surely die today! You dared to injure me, so your deaths are certain!" the man in the black robe cackled.

However, his laughter stopped abruptly.

BANG!

An explosive sound erupted as the black-robed man's body instantly detonated.

CRASH!

Flesh and bone scattered everywhere.

"No! I refuse to accept this! My bloodline…"

Left with only his head, the man in the black robe shouted. A mist of blood surged from the depths of his mind, instantly reforming his body. Then, as if driven mad, he scrambled to flee the valley.

"Trying to run?" Chen Zheng remarked indifferently.

BOOM!

With a tremendous crash, a streak of lightning flashed out of nowhere. The black-robed man had only taken half a step before his body exploded once again.

"Your Chen Family has a Spirit Stele that suppresses a strange wisp of a soul. That wisp of soul is a strand of my own remnant soul, something I left for the Chen bloodline. You dared to destroy the Spirit Stele! Die! Die! Die!" the man in the black robe cursed furiously.

BOOM!

Another bolt of lightning struck down.

"I'll skin you alive and subject you to eternal torment!" the man in the black robe roared viciously.

BOOM!

Another heavenly thunderbolt fell.

CRASH!

The man's body exploded yet again.

"Ah—I can't accept this! Ah—my bloodline!" he wailed miserably.

"..."

The Chen Family clansmen shivered uncontrollably.

This... is this Master Chen Zheng's true strength? Holy hell! This is terrifying! He killed a Saint Emperor with just a remnant soul!

Chen Hao swallowed hard. Master... is this your true power?

The Chen lineage had a total of four Nascent Soul Ancestors. Now, the one middle-stage Ancestor and three early-stage Ancestors had all perished. Only one middle-stage Nascent Soul Ancestor remained. His complexion was ashen, and he was completely unable to muster any will to resist. The sliver of aura Chen Zheng had just revealed was enough to completely crush him.

"Hmph!" Chen Hao snorted coldly, glancing at the remaining Nascent Soul Ancestor. "The Chen Forefather was the family's Progenitor, and I am indeed a Sword Cultivator—the greatest Sword Cultivator of all time. There is no doubt about that! However, you are all mistaken about one thing. My mother was no ordinary mortal. She was a dragon vein!

"How could a child born of a dragon vein be compared to ordinary humans? Furthermore, you should know that the Chen bloodline is inherited not only from the number one Sword Cultivator of the myriad realms, but also from the Progenitor's wife. That is why I am different from ordinary people!"

"Ah?"

The Chen Family members were startled, then turned to look at Chen Hao with excitement. At that moment, he appeared towering and majestic in their eyes.

"Myriad Realms Without Life... I understand it too! Master, your disciple will now perform it for you!" Chen Hao bowed respectfully to Chen Zheng, then suddenly turned, raising his right hand and aiming at an ancient tree near his master.

WHOOSH!

Innumerable sharp sword lights coalesced.

"Slash!" Chen Hao shouted.

SWOOSH!

The piercing cry of swords suddenly rose! In an instant, streaks of razor-sharp sword light tore through the sky, slashing toward the ancient tree.

BOOM!

A world-shaking explosion rocked the entire valley.

"Ah!"

"Run for it!"

"No!"

A series of agonizing screams rang out.

A moment later, only Chen Zheng, Chen Hao, and Chen Hao's father, who lay like a corpse, remained in the valley. Everyone else had been annihilated.

"Master... the Chen clansmen... are all... dead..." Chen Hao stammered in a daze.

"They were nothing but walking corpses. Why would I keep them around?" Chen Zheng chuckled and snapped his fingers nonchalantly. A ray of celestial light fell upon Chen Hao's father, whose eyes instantly fluttered open. "Dad!"

"Hao'er, I'm fine!" Chen Hao's father looked at his son before turning to Chen Zheng. "Thank you, Senior, for saving my life!"

THUMP!

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed deeply.

"You don't hate me? After all, if I hadn't stepped in just now, you would have died as well," Chen Zheng asked lightly.

"How could I possibly hate you, Senior? If you hadn't acted back then, I would have died long ago!" Chen Hao's father said, taken aback. He hurriedly shook his head, his face filling with reverence. "Senior, your battle in the Northern Ming State, where you single-handedly suppressed all the saints and ten thousand demons, shook the heavens and the earth. It was during that battle that I had my breakthrough and entered the Nascent Soul Stage! There is even a statue of you from that battle. I once vowed to become a peerless expert just like you, Senior!"

"Oh," Chen Zheng nodded slightly.

Chen Hao's father said no more.

"Senior... the Spirit Stele... that is the Ancestral Spirit Stele..." Chen Hao spoke softly after a moment's hesitation.

"Take me to see this Spirit Stele," Chen Zheng said with a light laugh.

"Yes."

Chen Hao quickly led the way.

Soon, Chen Zheng followed Chen Hao to a stone hall. On it were carved two words: Ancestral Hall. Chen Zheng glanced at them before stepping inside.

Inside the hall stood a bronze stone platform.

"Senior, this is the Ancestral Spirit Stele. The demonic embryo is also sealed here..." Chen Hao explained.

Chen Zheng glanced at the Spirit Stele on the platform, his gaze shifting to the stone box beneath it.

CRACK!

Just as Chen Hao moved to approach, the stone box shattered. A dark red demonic light shot out from within, flashing as it soared into the sky.

"Not good!"

"The demon is out!"

"Damn it!"

Chen Hao's father and the others cried out in alarm. They summoned their artifacts and activated their techniques, launching a volley of attacks at the dark red demonic light, but to no avail. The light merely paused for a few seconds before continuing its ascent toward the heavens.

SWISH!

In the next moment, the dark red demonic light vanished.

HISS!

The remaining Chen clansmen drew a sharp breath.

"The demonic embryo has devoured everything from the Ancestral Demon. It might have already become a true Demonic Emperor!" Chen Hao said through clenched teeth after a few seconds of silence.

Though he hadn't fully integrated his ancestor's power, he had gained control over a portion of it. Yet even with some of his ancestor's techniques at his command, he still felt utterly helpless.

I can feel it...

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