“Sword, come!” The cry echoed throughout the entire world.
Wu Ya's mouth seemed to hold the decree of heaven, his words instantly becoming law.
As his voice rang out, every sword-shaped object within the world began to tremble.
Whether they were actual swords, sword-shaped rocks, vegetation, skeleton spine bones, or the teeth and claws of bone dragons, any object that resonated with Wu Ya's sword intent shuddered under the command of that single cry.
In the next instant, Wu Ya clenched his left hand into a fist, and the trembling objects soared into the high sky together, gathering toward him.
Sun Jian stared at Wu Ya, who was overflowing with sword-qi, and the massive swarm of “swords” swirling in the sky above. They were packed so densely they looked like a dark storm cloud.
The dark cloud loomed over like a city under siege, cast in an oppressive gloom that dealt a massive shock to his young mind.
“How is this possible?! You're only epic-tier! How can you affect the entire world and make such a massive scene?!”
Sun Jian refused to accept this. They were both innately divine beings, so why did the guy opposite him get more special effects, and cooler ones at that?
“Heh. Though I am only epic-tier, what I cultivate is the true scripture passed down by the Dao Lords. What I study are the supreme laws of the Dao Lords and my senior fellow disciples. What I listen to are the holy words of the Dao Lords. Innate divinity is indeed formidable, but is the true intent passed down by the Dao Lords not worthy of awe as well?”
“Hmph! What true scriptures or holy words? Those are just other people's things! We're both innately divine, and I even have one more trait than you. I refuse to believe I can't beat you!”
Sun Jian came from a minor realm. He had been the ultimate prodigy of his world, showered with endless adoration in the past.
But once he entered the Myriad Worlds, his background became a target for contempt. Even if he was a minor realm's prodigy, even if he was innately divine, whenever he got into arguments with others on the Undead Network, they would always seize upon his origins to mock him mercilessly.
Because of this, Sun Jian hated people from major sects the most. He believed he was not inferior to them in the slightest.
Thus, Sun Jian glared furiously as his blood-qi surged. Thick veins bulged across his forehead, and his Heavenly Eye widened so much it looked ready to pop out of its socket.
Seeing this, Wu Ya merely smiled faintly.
“A Heavenly Eye... Then I shall use this move. Human Sword Form: Ant Shaking the Heavens!”
Wu Ya swiped his sword fingers, and the cloud of swords above instantly descended, completely surrounding him and Sun Jian.
This immediately blocked the camera's view, and the viewers in the livestream room flooded the chat with bullet comments.
【Young God of Magic: Where's the director? Director, save us! It just reached the climax, why did the feed go black?】
Xiao Yan also hurriedly took over the director's controls, trying to salvage the situation. However, no matter how he adjusted the camera angles, he still couldn't see through the cloud of swords.
Left with no choice, Miracle had to manually intervene, temporarily updating a soul vision feed. Though it lacked color, it allowed everyone to clearly see the battle.
The moment the feature went online, the nearby servers let out a roaring hum.
“Woooooo—”
Just as Miracle turned his head, before he could even speak, the Wind Element Monarch beat him to it.
“I'm already running at full power!”
Back on the field, inside the cloud of swords, Sun Jian's Heavenly Eye unleashed a bolt of purple lightning, carrying with it a rolling heavenly pressure.
Yet this usually invincible Lightning of Heavenly Punishment—a killer move that had helped him defeat countless foes—struggled to even move forward at this moment.
The lightning shot out, only to be blocked and stalled by the myriad “swords” within the cloud.
Those swords of all creation were enveloped in Wu Ya's sword intent, along with the unique rhythm of the sword technique. It was the will of the ants.
Though the human heart was small, it dared to overturn the heavens. The moment this sword momentum was provoked by the Lightning of Heavenly Punishment, it immediately surged forward, surrounding and strangling the lightning.
Almost instantly, the cloud of swords shrank by more than half, but the Lightning of Heavenly Punishment was also completely erased.
Even the Heavenly Eye, which had radiated heavenly pressure, was stripped of its spirit under the will of the ants and grew dim.
“What kind of heterodox tricks are these?! If you have the guts, fight me head-on!”
With his forehead Heavenly Eye sealed, Sun Jian was utterly infuriated. He yanked up his three-pointed double-edged lance, unleashed his divine power, and swung down with a devastating, heavy blow.
This enraged strike actually caused the cloud of swords to freeze.
But brute force alone was not enough to overcome pure skill—especially a skill passed down by a Dao Lord.
The outcome was decided. Wu Ya didn't spare Sun Jian another glance, simply sheathing his sword and turning around.
“You!”
Seeing the other party completely ignore him, Sun Jian's already blazing fury threatened to erupt.
But in the next instant, the cloud of swords surrounding him began to spin rapidly.
With Sun Jian at the center, the cloud composed of tens of thousands of swords of all creation began a fatal dance.
“Human Sword Form: Victory Celebration Dance.”
The moment Wu Ya stepped out of the cloud of swords, it abruptly dispersed. Sun Jian's figure was nowhere to be seen inside, leaving behind only a battered, sword-scarred three-pointed double-edged lance.
【Number One Underground Fist: I mean, Sword Cultivators really look pretty cool. How do they even come up with these moves?】
【Ten-Thousand-Year Outer Disciple of Fuyao Palace: You're overthinking it. Not all Sword Cultivators are this cool. Do you know whose moves Wu Ya is using? Those are techniques passed down by Huangtian Dao Lord and Qingming Dao Lord. Of course they're cool.】
【Fist Shattering the Southern Mountain: Exactly. If you look at the Martial Artists under the Dao Lords, their moves are just as cool. It's not the Sword Cultivators who are cool, it's the Dao Lords. Got it?】
【Number One Underground Fist: But wasn't that young girl who avoided the fight earlier under the Yin-Yang Dao Lord? She looked completely ordinary when she was killing monsters. Forget special effects, she didn't even have any cool-looking punches or kicks.】
【Fist Shattering the Southern Mountain: Uh, well, she's conserving her strength and hiding her trump cards. You wouldn't understand the ways of the Dao Lord factions even if I explained it.】
【Young God of Magic: Stop arguing, you guys. Sword Cultivators, Martial Artists... none of that is as interesting as this. Quick, switch to the soul vision feed and look at the ocean floor of Competition World No. 9527!】
【Please Call Me Top Scholar: What did you find, Little Brother God of Magic? You're so excited. Let me take a look.】
【Please Call Me Top Scholar: Holy crap!】
【Black Magic Master: Holy crap!】
【Ten-Thousand-Year Outer Disciple of Fuyao Palace: Oh my god!】
【Number One Underground Fist: Holy crap!】
Seeing the stream of identical comments flooding the chat, Xiao Yan's interest was piqued. He secretly operated the sub-screen in front of him, switching the camera feed to see what had shocked the audience so much.
But the moment the image appeared, Xiao Yan's eyes widened instantly, and he blurted out:
“Holy crap!”
Bu Xingtian and Fang Kurong were also drawn in by Xiao Yan's sudden outburst. They leaned over to take a look, and expressions of shock immediately surfaced on both of their faces.
“Is... is this thing even allowed in the competition?”
Fang Kurong's voice trembled slightly. It seemed the thing on the screen brought immense shock even to an Eternal Rank expert like him.
Bu Xingtian quickly scanned the contestant files, shook his head, and voiced his opinion.
“Strictly speaking, as a divine priest, it is perfectly in line with her transcendent system for this mermaid to carve a sacrificial altar on the seabed.”
“Brother Bu, you call that thing an altar?”
Fang Kurong pointed a finger at the pattern at the bottom of the ocean, which spanned over ten thousand kilometers, and stared at Bu Xingtian.
Bu Xingtian pondered for a moment.
“I suppose it counts. It's just a bit on the larger side.”
“Just a bit larger? At this scale, I wouldn't be surprised at all if you told me it could summon that entity from Heaven.”
Xiao Yan stroked his chin as he stared at the image on the screen and remarked,
“This pattern seems to be some kind of giant fish, right? A massive fish with a tentacle that has a fleshy ball at the end? It probably isn't that entity from Heaven.”
At this moment, Bu Xingtian flipped through the contestant files once more and added a key piece of information.
“This mermaid is from Blue Star.”
“Blue Star? The home of that person...”
“Yes.”
“Which means this giant fish is...”
Deep beneath the ocean, Valira vigorously churned the seawater, carving the final few lines into the hard seabed rock.
With so many days having passed, Valira had not rested for a single second. She had exerted her full strength at every moment, which was the only reason she had managed to draw this ten-thousand-kilometer-wide Kunpeng pattern in such a short time.
“Gurgle, gurgle!”
Spitting out a trail of bubbles, Valira finally completed the task assigned by Kunpeng, finishing this magnificent divine statue.
The next step, then, was to praise the deity and pray for him to bestow his divine power to help her secure victory.
Valira flicked her tail and swam rapidly through the sea, arriving near the head of the giant fish pattern in no time.
The priestess of the Sea God clasped her hands over her chest, interlocked her fingers, and looked down at the pattern below, her mouth releasing a melodious mermaid song.
“Deity who saves the oceans, Sovereign who rules the waters, Immortal Yin Lord who wanders the Myriad Worlds—your deeds are praised by tens of thousands, and your might is proven by the bones of your enemies.”
“...”
“O great Sea God, your humble servant begs you to bestow your divine power, and help this lost spawn walk toward the light!”
As her hymn of praise concluded, the ten-thousand-kilometer-wide pattern began to emit pulses of blue light.
The blue light pierced through layers of seawater, shooting straight into the sky and drawing the attention of everyone within the world.
And that was not all. The blue light even breached the world barriers, projecting into other competition worlds. In roughly a third of the worlds, people could see faint streaks of blue light reflecting across their horizons.
Before the dumbfounded eyes of the livestream audience, the host, and the two guests in the studio, a ten-thousand-kilometer-long giant Kun composed of seawater and divine power slowly rose from the ocean depths.
And the moment it soared out of the ocean, it let out a joyous cry.
“Woooooo—”
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