Jue Xian asked aloud. The only possibility he could think of was that Xian Xian had slowed down the flow of time to help Su Changqing comprehend. But even so, within a few short days, it was enough to prove Su Changqing’s exceptional comprehension. "I did not assist him," Xian Xian said with a smile. Jue Xian was taken aback, "Are you saying... he comprehended it on his own in just a few days?" "Strictly speaking..." Recalling the scene at that time, Xian Xian sighed, "It was less than an hour." Upon hearing this, Jue Xian’s heart was greatly shaken, and he looked down at Su Changqing with a slight change in expression. An hour to comprehend the Method of Domain Fusion! Such terrifying comprehension was even more formidable than any prodigies he had seen before. Xian Xian looked down, chuckled, and said, "He’s more terrifying than you think." Jue Xian’s pupils contracted slightly; something that even made Xian Xian use the term ’terrifying’ could only be... At this moment, down below. After a momentary loss, Amir’s face gradually twisted with ferocity and malice. Why did he have to burn his bloodline’s origin to briefly possess a domain? While Su Changqing could effortlessly wield it! Why wasn’t such terrifying talent his! "Su Changqing, today you’ll die for sure!" Amir’s hysterical roar echoed as the Blood Sword in his hand was lifted over his head and slashed down fiercely. The Sword Intent of the Field of Darkness surged to the heavens, with endless blood-colored Sword Qi forming a cage and enclosing him. At the same time, from the edge of the domain formed by the Dark Source, endless tendrils extended, trying to tear apart Su Changqing’s domain. Su Changqing’s entire body was emitting light. With the explosion of the Pure Sword Body, radiant, glass-like Sword Qi instantly permeated the heavens and earth. Simultaneously, within the domain of the star tracks, another nearly transparent halo spread out. That was the Innate Domain, Pure! Within this domain, all living creatures’ Secret Techniques and Divine Techniques could be thoroughly illuminated to reveal their flaws. At this moment, it could be clearly seen that as the dark cage descended, a series of light dots appeared on the cage. Only he himself understood that wherever those light dots appeared, it was where this technique was weakest. And Su Changqing was also acutely aware of this, as the longsword in his hand slashed out radiant sword rays, instantly landing where those light dots were. In just an instant, the dark cage exploded. Not only that, but those slashing glass-like Sword Qi had a purifying effect on darkness. The Sword Qi falling into the darkness was like a red-hot iron ball falling into water, emitting sizzling sounds. Amir’s surrounding dark domain was visibly weakened. Amir’s expression immediately turned to panic. The battle had only just begun, but his domain and Divine Techniques seemed to be restrained by Su Changqing. The feeling of being completely stifled made him so uncomfortable that he nearly coughed up blood. He had originally thought his divine technique could slash saints and was invincible in the same realm. Yet he never imagined that the Su Changqing before him was even more terrifying. Until now... it seemed that the opponent had not even used his trump card. "I don’t believe this last move can’t kill you!" Amir, appearing to be in madness, suddenly pierced the Blood Sword into his own abdomen, "With my cultivation, transforming into Jue Xian’s slash!" Amir’s cultivation, like a flood breaking through a dam, dissipated in an instant, his breath weakening. But the Blood Sword pierced into his abdomen burst forth with sky-piercing Sword Intent. A thick scarlet beam of light connected heaven and earth! Just then above Su Changqing, the sky suddenly tore open with a crack. Generally, a colossal blood-colored giant sword, with indescribable terrifying oppression, gradually revealed its sword tip. Su Changqing’s expression changed slightly, a sudden intense sense of crisis rising within him. Without any hesitation, with a furious shout, his body grew with the wind. Sky-high scarlet flames illuminated the heavens and the earth, infinite Divine Power flooding his entire being! "Heaven-Opening Axe, Coalesce!" Su Changqing fiercely gripped the void with his right hand, and a giant axe, filled with perfect strength, fell into his hand. Simultaneously, the Chaos Pearl suppressed this area, temporarily stalling the arrival of the giant sword. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵 Su Changqing raised the giant axe in his hand over his head, level with the heavens, The divine roar resounded, and the Heaven-Opening Axe burst with endless Dao patterns. A beam carrying infinite Divine Power, its edge boundless, shot out with a profound trajectory. The moment the axe’s light collided with the tip of the giant sword... The entire sky suddenly shattered, and the great hall collapsed in an instant. Storms ravaged this world, with terrifying shockwaves sweeping thousands of miles. The power of this strike was no less than the peak of a Saint. As the shockwaves dissipated, Amir’s face turned blank. In front of him, Chang Qing was gasping for air, his clothes in disarray, but he survived. And although Amir was alive, he... His divine sense was damaged, his essence destroyed, and his cultivation gone! Most importantly, in this battle, he had not won. This meant he gained nothing aside from his injuries! Amir collapsed, fearfully looking upward at the transcendent being, "Master, senior! I didn’t lose, I didn’t lose, he must have cheated, he..." Before Amir could finish speaking, the transcendent being waved his sleeve, and Amir disappeared from sight. At this moment, the transcendent being didn’t care about Amir’s fate. He focused intently on Chang Qing before him, a look of shock flashing in his eyes. "Martial Ancestor, Daoist Venerable, and powers I cannot comprehend..." "How is it possible! How can so many terrifying legacies converge on one person!" With his bet against the entrapment immortal, the transcendent being lost. He lost convincingly. Upon seeing Chang Qing’s trump card, the transcendent being understood. Even if what he found were a prodigal genius, the result would still be defeat. Multiple ’ancient’ inheritances in one being! What kind of luck and terrifying talent are required to achieve this? "A pawn or a player?" Looking at Chang Qing, the transcendent being’s expression flickered. He began forming a secret technique to trace Chang Qing’s origins, as the entrapment immortal did before. But was stopped by the entrapment immortal. "It cannot be found, at the depths of the river of time exists something beyond the ’ancient’." "My divine sense was severed." With just one sentence, the transcendent being gave up the idea. He looked at Chang Qing for a long time, then turned to the entrapment immortal, weakly saying: "How am I supposed to win against such a monster?" The entrapment immortal smiled and said, "That’s why you lost. Wherever I go in the future, you must follow." The transcendent being snorted indignantly yet helplessly, choosing to remain silent. The entrapment immortal then looked at Chang Qing and gently laughed: "Go, let the Sword Emperor see his inheritor." Chang Qing was stunned. The Sword Emperor? Still alive? Just as confusion crossed his mind, a bronze coffin floated quietly from the depths of the distant peak. The Law Sword in Chang Qing’s hand emitted mournful cries, leading him into the coffin. With a flash of light, Chang Qing vanished. A city as regal as a lion was situated within. People flowed through the city, filled with the clamor of hawking and storytelling. Chang Qing looked around at everything in bewilderment, feeling a strong sense of unreality. The Law Sword in his hand guided him continuously forward, leading him into a magnificent palace. The surrounding crowds seemed oblivious to his presence, allowing him to walk into the depths of the palace freely. After a while, Chang Qing, following the Law Sword’s guidance, found himself before a boy dressed in a dragon-embroidered robe, looking elegant and noble, yet only five or six years old. The boy seemed able to see Chang Qing. He was not afraid of this suddenly appearing stranger but frowned and said, "Who are you? Trespassing in the palace’s forbidden grounds will result in the extermination of three generations!" Seeing this boy, only five or six years old, remaining unflustered but imposing, Chang Qing couldn’t help but be impressed. He had dealt with royal descendants before. But none matched this boy’s demeanor, prestige, or pressure on others. The boy before him seemed born a ruler, his every action instilling fear in people’s hearts. Chang Qing was puzzled, looking at the Law Sword in his hand. The Law Sword had long left Chang Qing’s grasp, swirling incessantly around the boy, wailing mournfully. A moment later, the Law Sword emitted beams of light into the boy’s head. The boy appeared dazed for an instant, as if experiencing millennia in a brief moment. Moments later, a depth inconsistent with his age and a chillingly intense authority glimmered in the boy’s eyes. He slowly lifted his head, once again looking at Chang Qing, chuckling softly, "After eons, you have finally arrived."