Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 797 - 791: Submission_1

BANG!

The razor-sharp edge of the spear's aura, carrying an invincible, dominating might, tore through the Void and struck Ji Huangdao. Overwhelming light, unparalleled strength, and supreme momentum enveloped everything. Even though Ji Huangdao was already defending with all his might, he was still powerless against this terrifying spear qi. He was forced off the arena stage, utterly disgraced. He wasn't injured; as the Crown Prince of a destiny-defying dynasty, how could he not possess defensive immortal treasures? A faint glow emanated from beneath his torn imperial robe.

"Qin Dynasty!" Ji Huangdao stood below the arena stage, looking up at Xiang Yu, his heart filled with bitter unwillingness and a bone-chilling killing intent.

Before participating in the Torch Academy's grand competition, he was the foremost prodigy of the human race, hailed as the hope of humanity. He basked in the world's adoration, believing himself to be a Son of Tianming.

Now, his legend was shattered once more.

He had been defeated by an official from the 'Mortal World,' representing a minor Heavenly Court.

On the arena stage, Xiang Yu, his expression calm, gave Ji Huangdao a cold, dismissive glance before turning to leave. With each step, his vast and powerful aura receded, and he returned to a state of simple authenticity, appearing like an ordinary person.

With this, Ji Huangdao's rank was fixed at fourteenth, thus missing out on the top ten.

「Soon, the finals for the top ten began!」

The current contenders for 'King of Newcomers' were Qin Wudao, Xiang Yu, Song Tianming, Han Xin, Huo Qubing, Duan Jianghe, Li Bai, Wang Denglin, Gui Guzi, and Cao Cao.

Eight of these prodigies were from the Qin Dynasty!

This thoroughly astounded the spectators.

Amidst everyone's anticipation, the ten cultivators were divided into five groups, their opponents decided.

Qin Wudao versus Wang Denglin!

Huo Qubing versus Song Tianming!

Li Bai versus Duan Jianghe...

Wang Denglin? Upon hearing his opponent's name, Qin Wudao's eyebrows rose slightly as he fell into deep thought. He hadn't expected Wang Denglin, merely at the Taiyi Earth Immortal Realm, to actually defeat a Golden Immortal opponent and break into the top ten. Interesting! Very interesting! This is the perfect opportunity to probe Wang Denglin's true capabilities.

A moment later, the ten of them ascended the arena stage.

After several rounds of fierce combat, the sky had gradually darkened. The setting sun dipped behind the mountains, its crimson halo illuminating the clouds, turning them into a fiery spectacle that seemed to set the very earth ablaze.

On the arena stage, Qin Wudao and Wang Denglin stood, weapons in hand. Their shadows stretched long in the light of the setting sun.

"Make your move!" Qin Wudao stated calmly. "Let Me see just how powerful the prodigies under My reign are!"

"Your Majesty, forgive my presumption!" Wang Denglin's expression was somewhat complicated.

He was a reincarnator. After failing to attain the Dao in his previous life, he had been reborn on the Primordial Continent, awakening his memories when the Qin Dynasty was unifying it.

Throughout his journey, he had witnessed the Qin Dynasty's development. It was a nation of fiery spirit: the Son of Heaven guarded the gates, the monarch died for the state, generals perished in a hundred battles, and the common folk sacrificed themselves in times of national crisis.

That country had an iron-fisted monarch, brutal in foreign affairs—enslaving other races and committing endless slaughter—yet remarkably benevolent to his own people. He established free academies, imposed light corvée labor and low taxes, and made the grand vow that everyone under his rule would become as noble as a dragon.

Beyond this, there were many aspects of the Qin Dynasty that Wang Denglin couldn't fathom. For example, the prodigies who emerged so frequently. Or, during the battle with Luo Hou, how those fallen civil and military officials had mysteriously resurrected. And so on.

Your Majesty, whether I choose to follow you or become your enemy, this battle shall decide! Wang Denglin muttered to himself, his gaze becoming resolute. "Taboo Art: World Burial!"

Strands of taboo power erupted from within him. A dark, obsidian light obscured heaven and earth, as if they had been plunged into an abyss of despair. A shadowy, phantasmal figure emerged from the depths of the 'Dao,' hands clasped behind its back, exuding a terrifying, supreme killing intent. All creation fell silent, and the world seemed to plunge into despair. The laws of the taboo surged, burying the heavens and earth, entombing the world.

An inexhaustible torrent of power, like the inexorable wheels of ancient times, bore down on Qin Wudao with an irresistible momentum. The Void rippled, already showing signs of collapse.

"This is... Divine Skills from the Forbidden Abyss?" In the inner courtyard, Emperor Jiang, who had been intently watching the great battle, exclaimed, his expression turning grave.

The Forbidden Abyss! Strictly speaking, they are not a power of the Nine Heavens. They originate from the periphery of Chaos, their origins shrouded in mystery, possessing the strength to unleash a great catastrophe.

"Reincarnators... merely those who failed in their pursuit of the Dao!" Emperor Qing stated calmly.

"Should we intervene?" Emperor Sword's eyes narrowed, a terrifying Sword Intent flaring within them.

All powers harbored misgivings about reincarnators from other races. It was difficult to accept them wholeheartedly, not only because of the karma they carried but also due to their typically weak sense of belonging. Many reincarnators grew by leveraging the strength of a clan, only to abandon it or usurp control once they became powerful. Few genuinely stayed to help the clan that nurtured them. It was the classic tale of the Farmer and the Viper in the world of martial arts.

"A duel between sovereign and subject: will the sovereign suppress his official, or will the official defy the sovereign's path?" Emperor Jiang mused for a moment, then shook his head. "Let's just feign ignorance."

He was taking a gamble—a gamble that Qin Wudao, with his charisma and strength, could make Wang Denglin genuinely submit, completely sever his past karmic ties, and become a guardian of the human race.

Emperor Sword and Emperor Qing exchanged glances and nodded slightly.

"Battle!" Qin Wudao roared, his black hair flying wildly, utterly fearless. If the Taboo is overhead, I shall cleave it! If the Abyss presses down, I shall obliterate it!

CLANG!

The Xuanyuan Sword thrust out, its sacred Dao radiance brilliant, carrying an unstoppable momentum and an air of invincibility as it slashed towards the endless Taboo. Imperial might swept through the air, suppressing all. Those who did not submit would be annihilated.

BOOM!

In an instant, Wang Denglin's and Qin Wudao's attacks collided. The power of the Taboo pressed down as if the world itself were collapsing.

Who could save this world? An Emperor brandished his sword, determined to reforge a new heaven! 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Your Majesty, what is your ambition?" Wang Denglin shouted, striding through the raging forces.

"I am my own Dao!" Qin Wudao replied without hesitation.

His voice, firm and resonant, echoed between heaven and earth. It seemed to possess a kind of Magic Power; the Void grew still, and the rampant energies dissipated.

High in the celestial dome, Wang Denglin stood, his eyes slightly closed, as if making a momentous decision. On the arena stage, Qin Wudao's gaze was sharp, his aura growing ever stronger. Wherever his gaze landed, conflict ceased, lords submitted, and all under Heaven pledged allegiance.

To forge his own Dao! Wang Denglin thought, then declared aloud, "Your Majesty possesses such lofty ambition; I, your humble subject, am filled with admiration! I am willing to sever all ties to my past and follow Your Majesty!"

Suddenly, Wang Denglin opened his eyes. He knelt on one knee, channeled immortal energy to slice his palm, and let his blood flow. It gleamed with golden light, containing terrifying power that threatened to make the Void itself explode.

Then, using the blood on his hand as a sword, he slashed at the Void above his head.

CRACK!

An intangible sound of something shattering resonated. Martial Artists of lower cultivation might have been confused, but those with profound cultivation could perceive a gray line of karma snapping.

Severing karma, embracing a new life!

From this moment onward, he was truly Wang Denglin!

"Rise!" Qin Wudao strode through the air to Wang Denglin, helped him to his feet, and said with a smile.

The Qin Dynasty had gained another formidable warrior!