The Tian Ao Sacred King and the others thought that the demon powerhouses who were suppressing and extracting the Emperor Sword in the Sacred River had made crucial progress, and their morale surged.
"Once the Emperor Sword is pulled out, the Nine Splendor Realm will immediately change hands, the realm gates will open wide, and the supreme Emperor of our Heavenly Demon Realm will descend. You will all die, hahaha."
"Zhou Zhentian, Zhou Potian, Zhou Qingtian, how long will you three old geezers continue to resist? Why don't you surrender?"
"Dream on!"
Zhou Qingtian cursed vehemently.
"You don't know what's good for you, kill."
Sacred Kings charged at each other again.
...
And at this moment.
The attacks of the five Sacred Kings from the Heavenly Demon Realm had already reached Ling Fan.
At this critical juncture.
Ling Fan reached out and grabbed towards the source of the Sacred River behind the five figures.
The five Sacred Kings from the Heavenly Demon Realm immediately showed strange expressions.
But before they could figure out what had happened.
Suddenly, a sky-shattering sword intent erupted from behind them.
The Emperor Sword, which had been suppressed and annihilated for a hundred years, suddenly let out a clear and resonant sword cry. The joy and excitement contained in that sound were like a lost child finding its elder.
"Swish!"
An unparalleled supreme sword light, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten earths, illuminated the boundless world.
Boom!
A sword light, as fast as lightning, flashed.
A simple and ancient great sword appeared in Ling Fan's hand.
On the sword body, there were more than eighty golden weapon patterns.
It was adorned with cloud patterns and dragon patterns.
Ancient and natural, surpassing the limits of the Sacred Path.
The Emperor Sword!
Cloud Dragon's Hum.
The Dao-proving sword of the peerless Great Emperor Zhou Yun Chang.
Ling Fan raised his hand to block.
The power of the five Sacred Kings from the Heavenly Demon Realm struck the Emperor Sword, but it did not budge!
Instead, the five Sacred Kings were repelled tens of thousands of miles by an incomparably sharp sword qi.
"How is this possible? How can he wield this Emperor Sword? Even the most invincible experts among the Sacred Kings cannot unleash even one-thousandth of its power!"
"It's impossible! Most of this Emperor Sword's power is being restrained by that supreme Heavenly Demon Realm Emperor from beyond the domain. In its masterless state, it couldn't possibly break free, let alone unleash such power."
The five Sacred Kings from the Heavenly Demon Realm were immensely shocked.
Their minds were almost fried.
"Who... who are you!"
A trace of fear appeared in the tone of the Sacred Kings from the five Heavenly Demon Realms.
Because that was an Emperor Sword.
Below the Great Emperor.
Sacred Kings were also ants.
The reason they were able to suppress and annihilate this Emperor Sword.
It was because ninety-nine percent of its power was being restrained by the supreme Demon Emperor from beyond the domain. Otherwise, with just them, even a hundred or a thousand of them would have been instantly killed.
This was the gap between a Great Emperor and a Saint.
It could not be bridged by numbers.
Now this sword was free.
Although it was still restrained by the Heavenly Demon Realm from beyond the domain, having a master and not having a master were two completely different concepts for an Emperor artifact.
Escape!
The five Sacred Kings from the Heavenly Demon Realm, disregarding all decorum, prepared to flee.
Instantly, five earth-shattering black lights, like five giant black energy dragons, rushed madly in all directions.
Ling Fan seemed not to notice their escape.
He looked at the Cloud Dragon's Hum in his hand, a hint of sadness and remembrance in his eyes.
Because this was the Emperor Sword he had guided Zhou Yun Chang to forge.
A portion of the supreme divine gold in it was also given by him to Zhou Yun Chang.
Now, after centuries,
Times had changed.
With Zhou Yun Chang's talent, it was not impossible for him to advance to the Heavenly Venerable realm.
But he had been implicated by Ling Fan and relentlessly hunted by the Heavenly Demon Realm.
The Heavenly Demon Realm did not even spare Zhou Yun Chang's last trace of bloodline and inheritance, wanting to kill them all.
Cutting the grass and removing the roots.
"Hmph! Heavenly Demon Realm, just wait for my wrath to descend. The day of my return to the Ten Great Heavenly Realms is not far off."
Ling Fan let out a cold snort filled with killing intent.
With a casual sword strike.
In an instant.
The entire space and time around the source of the Nine Splendor Realm's Sacred Path seemed to fall into eternal stagnation.
Space became as solid as iron.
The rules of the Sacred Path fell silent.
The five giant black energy dragons that were trying to escape instantly froze, unable to move.
At that moment.
The five Sacred Kings from the Heavenly Demon Realm were so terrified that words could not describe it. A great crisis descended upon their hearts.
A sword light, brilliant to the extreme, sharp to the extreme, spanning millions of miles, piercing through the heavens and earth, suddenly spun, and the five black energy dragons instantly disintegrated inch by inch, exploding into pieces.
The five powerful Sacred Kings from the Heavenly Demon Realm perished just like that, without even a scream, their demonic souls completely annihilated, leaving behind only vast flesh and blood essence and countless fragments of the Sacred Path, floating in the shattered void like cosmic dust formed after the destruction of stars.
Ling Fan flicked his finger on the sword body.
The Cloud Dragon's Hum let out an excited sword cry. This powerful Emperor Sword, renowned in the Ten Great Heavenly Realms and with the potential to advance to the supreme Heavenly Venerable Dao artifact, was now as docile as a kitten in Ling Fan's hand.
"This is just a small demonstration, an appetizer. After I slay that Heavenly Demon Realm Emperor from beyond the domain, I will collect some interest for Yun Chang. For now, continue to suppress the Sacred River of the Nine Splendor Realm. It is not yet time to open the realm gates."
Ling Fan waved his hand, and the Cloud Dragon's Hum shot back into the source of the Nine Splendor Realm's Sacred River, continuing its suppression.
He looked at the remaining fragments of the Sacred Path and the flesh and blood essence of the five Sacred Kings from the Heavenly Demon Realm, vast like a nebula.
The Samsara Divine Cauldron appeared.
With its mouth facing upwards, it emitted a suction force, instantly absorbing them all and refining them into his Heavenly World.
Rumble!
How powerful was the strength of five Sacred Kings?
Moreover, they were five Sacred Kings from the Heavenly Demon Realm, not native Sacred Kings from minor realms.
After absorbing them, Ling Fan's Heavenly World let out a deafening roar, and it began to expand outwards at a visible speed.
Soon.
It expanded to a radius of ten zhang.
Reaching the critical point.
And it did not stop, continuing to expand until it reached about fifteen zhang before its expansion finally ceased.
Boom!
Ling Fan's aura also surged, crossing the threshold of the Sacred Realm in one step and reaching the Manifestation Realm, his power expanding infinitely.
"My current strength is more than ten times greater than it was at the same level in my previous life. This is the power of a world creator."
"Just conjuring this Heavenly World can easily kill a peak Sacred King. However, there is still a gap to the Emperor Realm. I need to borrow the power of an Emperor artifact to barely contend, but defeating one is still a pipe dream."
"There are still four Sacred Kings below. After refining them, I should be able to improve further... but it is estimated that it will still be very difficult to deal with a Demon Emperor in his prime... I need to think of some way."
In fact, there was another shortcut to increasing his strength.
That was to directly refine the entire Nine Splendor Realm's Sacred River.