Chapter 123: Unrivaled Dominance

I Am the Mortal Who Slays Immortals The wind taps against the leaves, making them rustle. 2395 words 2026-04-13 02:19:32

“L-Lord Leader! You must save the young master!”

A cry that sent shivers through the entire body suddenly rang out across the starry sky.

Feng Xiang’s scalp prickled as he stared in horror at Old Yuan, who had just regained his freedom. The old man darted past him like a shadow, streaming tears and mucus, looking like a sorrowful old widow who had just lost her husband.

Thud.

With tears pouring down his face, the old man fell to his knees before Dan Ya, not forgetting to wipe his nose with one hand.

“What are you panicking for? Before I came, I cast a divination. The little bumpkin is fine. As for you—an honorable Lord of Light, bawling and sobbing like this? What kind of conduct is that?”

The white mist dispersed, revealing Dan Ya’s true appearance. She had a delicate oval face, bright eyes, pearly teeth, and soft crimson lips. Her figure was slender and light, and though she was no more than ten years old, her words carried the lofty bearing of one born to rule.

The moment Old Yuan heard that the young master was safe, his face lit up with delight.

“I knew it! The young master is blessed by Heaven itself, and with the protection of the Lord Leader’s fortune, how could anything possibly happen to him?”

Dan Ya gave a cold snort.

“Though he is unharmed, this Gale World actually dared to seize one of my people. Such audacity cannot be tolerated. Today, I shall cut this world down.”

Old Yuan shuddered and hurriedly flattered her.

“That man in gray truly overstepped all bounds. He actually kept insisting that the young master inherit his legacy! How laughable! The Lord Leader’s divine powers shake the sea of stars, and her might alone suppresses the countless heavens and divine realms. With Lord Zhiqian under the Lord Leader’s protection, why would he need some crooked outsider’s path?”

Dan Ya: “…”

When Feng Xiang and the others saw Dan Ya, they were astonished. The leader of the Yu Chu Sect was actually a young girl! She was reputed to be the most alluring female saint beneath Heaven, yet from the looks of her now, she had not even fully grown.

“This big sister is unbelievably beautiful. There’s something about her—something impossible to put into words.”

Xiao Huang’s eyes fluttered with excitement. She had been curious about Dan Ya for quite some time, and now that she had seen her true face—and found her close to her own age—she could not help but look up to her.

“Since the Lord Leader has matters to attend to, we shall take our leave.”

The young man turned to Feng Xiang.

“Young master, we have been away for a long time. Now that the Ancient Beginning disturbance has been quelled, it is time for us to return.”

“Oh, all right.”

Feng Xiang’s eyes brightened. He had already felt ill at ease after meeting the leader of the Yu Chu Sect, and the young man’s words suited him perfectly.

Dan Ya’s beautiful eyes swept over the young man before shifting to Feng Xiang. She narrowed them slightly, then suddenly smiled.

“Wait a moment. My next move will be rather substantial, and I fear it may affect you. Why not stand by and watch? You can leave after it is over.”

As she spoke, Dan Ya raised her slender, pale hand. The silver-white scabbard trembled as though summoned, then flew into her palm.

Hiss!

A white ripple spread from the tip of the sword, reaching a distance of a light-year in the blink of an eye.

An indescribable aura descended upon the place with terrible force. The ninety thousand meteorite mountains, solemn and majestic after standing for endless ages, seemed to tremble faintly.

“The Saint of the Cosmos is making a move…”

Silverflame’s gaze burned with anticipation. He restrained his aura, shrinking his hundred-zhang body to the size of an ordinary man. An opportunity to observe such a battle from so close was exceedingly rare; perhaps he might even gain a trace of insight into the Dao.

Even Azure Calamity held its breath and watched intently. Though it was a spirit born from a seal, it was not bound by its physical form. It could cultivate, comprehend, and improve itself.

Throughout ancient history, one or two extraordinary annihilation seals had comprehended the ultimate laws and sacred arts, attained the Dao, and transcended the mortal world.

“Cut!”

Dan Ya gripped the hilt between two fingers, raised her fair wrist, and gently swept the sword downward.

The silver-white scabbard fell away, revealing the black sword spike within.

The spike was pitch-black and utterly without luster. It had once been broken and now retained only one-third of its original length, yet it remained razor-sharp, as though the slightest carelessness would allow it to pierce the void.

And yet, the moment Dan Ya lifted the sword, the surrounding spiritual energy collapsed beneath the overwhelming pressure and exploded outward. Streams of compressed spiritual energy, each stretching tens of millions of miles, sliced through space-time and shattered it. As her final word fell, the power reached its peak.

“A saint wielding a sword truly is terrifying. This sword is no ordinary weapon either. Though it is broken beyond recognition, it still possesses such overwhelming might. Who broke it in the first place? Does it have a name in the Cosmic Sword Register?”

Golden glints flickered in Qing’er’s eyes.

Wooooo—

Not far away, the gale roared, and the starlight dimmed.

All manner of calamities—devouring black tides, purple seas of lightning, flaming suns, astral tempests—collapsed in panic.

Ordinarily, these great disasters were nightmares to cultivators, striking terror into all who encountered them. Now, they were no more than fish laid upon a blade, crumbling apart in an instant.

At that moment, the ninety thousand meteorite mountains dimmed, forming an oppressive weight that bore down upon the surroundings.

Suddenly, Feng Xiang felt the heavens and earth spinning. The starry sky beneath his feet rumbled like solid ground, and his body began to sway.

He was astonished. This was the cosmic void, and spiritual energy supported his body from within—so how could he be unable to stand?

Yet he was not the only one experiencing it.

“It’s swaying so much!”

Xiao Huang and Ying’er both felt the starry sky rocking beneath them, like balls bouncing beside a cliff. One careless moment, and they might plunge into an abyss ten thousand fathoms deep.

“Creating something from nothing.”

Feng Xiang gave a low shout. The luminous divine energy surrounding his body suddenly flew outward, transforming into a series of white platforms, each ten zhang across. They steadily supported everyone, finally dispelling the sensation of violent swaying.

“Look over there!”

Someone cried out. Everyone turned to look, and a collective gasp escaped them.

At the entrance to the Gale World, there now appeared a shadow resembling an immeasurably deep chasm, so vast that even stars looked like tiny beads before it.

This unimaginable shadow stretched from the entrance of the Gale World toward the infinite distance.

“Could that be the projection of something?”

Silverflame stared in astonishment. Then, as inspiration suddenly struck him, he raised his head.

The moment he looked up, he was rendered speechless.

High above in the starry heavens, a white sword radiance three hundred light-years long cleaved across the resplendent night sky. It gave one the fleeting impression that it was the work of a god.

There was no doubt about it. Once that entire sword radiance descended, the foremost forbidden ground of the Ancient Beginning cultivation region would become history.

Upon the Primordial Meteorite Mountain, a wind arose for no apparent reason. A man in gray appeared, holding a piece of snow-white tortoiseshell in his hand. Facing the imminent might of Heaven, his expression was grave and complicated.

“I am Wu Cang, a surviving disciple of the Shang Sect. I do not know what has provoked the wrath of the Saint. I humbly ask the Saint to forgive me.”

Wu Cang bowed toward Dan Ya. In an instant, the ninety thousand meteorite mountains became suffused with an auspicious, sacred aura. Gentle currents of power began to flow, easing the tension that had been stretched taut as a drawn bowstring.

“You dared to seize one of my people?”

Dan Ya’s features were delicate and her bearing peerless, yet her voice was like the bitter northern wind, radiating an icy arrogance from on high. Her beautiful eyes gazed down indifferently at Wu Cang upon the Primordial Meteorite Mountain.

Wu Cang became even more respectful.

“So that child is a disciple of the Saint. Please rest assured, my lord. This is an unparalleled opportunity, and it will not harm that child in the slightest.”

The corners of Dan Ya’s lips lifted in a disdainful smile.

“A member of my Yu Chu Sect needs no guidance from outsiders.”

“Hand him over. If you refuse to see reason, then this world has no need to exist. From this day forward, your lineage and legacy shall be severed!”

How domineering!

Old Yuan’s face flushed with excitement. The Lord Leader was truly mighty. She did not care what kind of opportunity this was. So what if it was a good fortune? If you dared seize one of her people, she would simply cut you down.