Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 745 - 744 My Hand Holds No Sword

Zhang Ziyu had originally intended to meet up with Chen Pingping, but unexpectedly, he encountered the one he called Big Bro, Yue Wuxia. Showing delight, he was about to flaunt his impressive skills. For instance, he intended to demonstrate the Opening Heaven Swordsmanship and slay the Quasi-Emperor Realm powerhouse.

However…

"EH? How come you're here?" Yue Wuxia asked.

"..."

Zhang Ziyu was stunned. This was Huangzhou, his territory. Now that the Wu Family had betrayed the Human Clan and the Divine Clan was invading, intending to activate the Four Symbols Array to unleash the God Grid… Wasn't it only natural for him to be here? This was his main battlefield! Why did it seem from Yue Wuxia's tone that he wasn't supposed to be here?

"Where's Pingping?" Yue Wuxia asked again.

"I have no idea!"

"So what are you here for?"

"I'm here to help you."

"Don't bother. These few old geezers aren't even enough for me to pick my teeth with. You go handle that tortoise!" Yue Wuxia glanced sideways, fearing Zhang Ziyu would steal her achievements.

Of course, she didn't think Zhang Ziyu was capable of stealing them. But the onlooking cultivators who heard these words, every face darkened. Isn't that a bit too arrogant? And what did she mean by 'these few old geezers'?

Among the Wu Family's powerhouses, most were middle-aged men. Their bodies were full of vigorous vitality, and every inch of their flesh brimmed with Life Essence. In their prime, they were at their peak. How did they resemble old men?

The higher-ups of the Wu Family frowned.

Zhang Ziyu glanced in Xuanwu's direction, feeling frustrated. Being unable to save Big Bro, and unable to flaunt powerful techniques in front of her, is undoubtedly a blow to me, the Son of the Fate Energy. Unacceptable. And now I'm being asked to deal with a tortoise.

But he soon adjusted his mindset. The location of Xuanwu is very close to the center of the battlefield, not far off. If I take down Xuanwu with a strike, Big Bro should surely notice. That way, my identity as the Son of the Fate Energy and the Sword Immortal's Successor will be fully displayed. Yue Wuxia will surely look at me with admiration, perhaps unable to control herself and become smitten with me, eventually begging with tears to bear my children. Secondly… if I can slay Xuanwu with the fastest speed, then when I turn to battle the Wu Family's side and sweep through all enemies, won't I be able to show off for a second time? HEHE! Truly, I am a genius.

"Big Bro, do not panic. It's just a tortoise. Once I slay it with one strike, I will come over to help you," Zhang Ziyu said with a smile.

People: "..." What realm is Mr. Zhang in, what strength does he possess, and what level of combat ability? Isn't this common knowledge? With that? He's going to slay Xuanwu? He should go to bed!

They didn't take him seriously; some even wanted to laugh.

"Go ahead!" Yue Wuxia motioned with her hand.

"Right away!" Zhang Ziyu scurried off excitedly.

In the meantime, the little girl struck again, blocking the attack from the Quasi-Emperor Realm adversary.

At this moment, people were beginning to understand these two girls; four words described them: far from ordinary…

"Move aside, move aside, everyone step aside!" Zhang Ziyu strode forward, rebuking those cultivators who had already made their move, and the eager young prodigies preparing to fight.

Those from the Narlan Clan, the Zhu Family, as well as some from the Zhang Family.

They all looked up. Facing Xuanwu, they felt powerless. Therefore… they had been stalling, not daring to clash head-on. Even so, every one of them was bearing grievous injuries.

The Divinity of Xuanwu was too overpowering; even as Saints, they needed time to recover on their own.

Moreover, they were already exhausted from the fight, both physically and mentally. Hearing Zhang Ziyu's voice now, they all looked up. People from the Zhang Family felt particularly shaken, their expressions suddenly turning ugly. Has something happened to our family? Does Zhang Ziyu's appearance here mean our family has already met with disaster? They felt suffocated.

Zhang Ziyu shook his head. "No, I've already quelled all uprisings. Now... step back!"

"Xuanwu is very strong; you alone might not be able to shake it," one of the young geniuses from the Zhang Family said, shaking his head. "Let's fight together!"

"No!" Zhang Ziyu said seriously. "Step back."

"UH..."

"Trust me." Zhang Ziyu then turned to the Narlan Clan and Zhu Family. "You too, step back."

The young prodigies from the two major powers remained silent. Looking back, the area where the Human Clan lived was very close by—perhaps an hour at most, or maybe only about ten minutes away. Soon, Xuanwu would reach there. At that moment, who could withstand Xuanwu's slaughter? They felt desperate.

But they were too weary themselves. The family powerhouses had gone far away, leaving only the old, weak, sick, and these stubborn youths behind. They couldn't fight any longer. Thinking of this, the prodigies showed a look of despair. Why did they leave? The Wu Family betrayed the Human Clan, joining forces with the Divine Clan to release the God Grid; this is a calamity for the entire Human Clan! Shouldn't we form an alliance and fight the enemy together? But in this world, there's no 'why' sometimes.

A group of people watched as Zhang Ziyu stepped out, all remaining silent…

"I am the Son of the Fate Energy, I am the Sword Immortal's Successor, and I will quell all uprisings!" he said, his gaze filled with determination and his tone exuding undeniable confidence.

This calamity seemed to have brought him growth.

「One minute later.」

A young genius from the Narlan Clan spoke up, "Can you manage?"

Zhang Ziyu nodded. "Leave the rest to me."

The exhausted genius fell silent and retreated to the side. He was very tired, needed rest, and was... covered in blood, his injuries severe. If it weren't for the obsession with killing Xuanwu, he might have already fallen.

One by one, the young geniuses exited the battlefield. In just a moment, in front of Xuanwu... only Zhang Ziyu was left, a breeze lifting his garment and long hair.

The air was filled with a pungent scent of blood and an oppressive, dreadful fluctuation of energy.

With a ROAR, Xuanwu shook heaven and earth; its paw, as massive as a mountain, swung down toward this place.

Despite its size, it was astonishingly agile. The paw was wreathed in mountain-like Power Path, various profound forces, and Divinity.

It was very, very strong. The young geniuses who had left the battlefield were shaken to the core. Its attack seems even more powerful than before!

Zhang Ziyu's eyes snapped open. "Remember my name, Zhang Ziyu, the sole successor of the Human Sword Immortal... It's an honor for you to die by my hand. Well then... it's time for you to depart."

His tone was calm. As the paw came crashing down, he unleashed a slash. Opening Heaven.

In that instant, a fierce wind arose, howling non-stop, and the powerful Opening Heaven Sword Intent spiraled out, directly suppressing heaven and earth, even shattering Xuanwu's assault.

No excessive motions; everything looked so simple and straightforward.

BOOM! The collision was deafening, its shockwaves spreading out...

People showed shocked expressions. Especially the young geniuses who had left the battlefield; their pupils shrank as they stared intently at Zhang Ziyu. This sword strike... it actually blocked Xuanwu!

He lowered his head, glancing at his empty hand, and murmured softly, "My hand holds no sword, for no blade in this world can execute such Sword Dao; thus, you are fortunate." Without a sword, how could Sword Dao be executed? But all the swords in the world couldn't withstand such a powerful Sword Dao.

The next moment, he lifted his head and roared, "I am the Sword Immortal!"

He rushed forward, his speed lightning-fast, then he leaped into the air. In midair, he delivered the second slash: "Dawn!"

The sword quickly took shape. Shadow, Divine Brilliance, Sword Intent, Sword Qi, and the force of Sword Dao mingled together, encompassing Ten Thousand Forms.

Even in this one slash, a rising sun emerged, its Divine Brilliance illuminating all below, startling everyone. They could see clearly, as well as Zhang Ziyu's declaration: "I am the Sword Immortal." People were shaken.

HUM!

Ultimately, this terrifying slash fell from the vault of heaven, crushing all directions, dominating the entire battlefield and the Xuanwu below. It could not move, roaring furiously. Its massive body trembled, its visage fierce, its demonic eyes blazing with unwillingness and anger.

However, Zhang Ziyu's slash was overwhelming, suppressing all between heaven and earth, directly entering Xuanwu's body. The Opening Heaven Sword Intent, like an ancient behemoth, continuously devoured Xuanwu's Life Essence and its inherent Divinity.

ROAR! Xuanwu struggled, its roars unceasing.

The land quaked as if it would collapse any moment, turning into a terrifying ruin.

A sword unleashed, shocking heaven and earth. A sword unleashed, slaying Xuanwu. This was Opening Heaven and Dawn... But this was also merely a prelude within the Opening Heaven Swordsmanship, a beginning. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

ROAR! "Human Clan…" Xuanwu roared, miraculously speaking in a human tongue, its voice filled with grief and rage...

Zhang Ziyu stood erect in midair, his hair and garment fluttering, the Void Sword in his hand gradually fading away. He did not speak, quietly watching Xuanwu's struggle.

In this moment, he was like a Sword Immortal from eons ago, slaying the Divine Clan. In this moment, his silhouette was magnified infinitely, majestic and solemn, like a towering mountain, standing before every member of the Human Clan, facing the formidable enemy alone.

Time passed... Under the slaughter of the Opening Heaven Swordsmanship, Xuanwu slowly approached death, its Life Essence and Divinity exhausted. Its colossal body dematerialized.

But the shock of the people had not yet ceased. Witnessing Yue Wuxia's figure, their expressions underwent a dramatic change.

「At this moment!」

On the battlefield by the Wu Family's side. The little girl made her third move, her fingertips unleashing terrifying Power Path. With a light flick, this Power Path, like a sword gleam, slashed towards the powerful Quasi-Emperor Realm figure.

In just an instant, he suffered another grave injury. What was more terrible was that the Power Path concealed the Power of Destruction, thwarting his self-repair, even preventing the reformation of his body.

The Wu Family's Quasi-Emperor Realm gasped, "Power of Destruction, you... are you a Supreme existence?" This is simply not a power of this mortal realm! It belongs to the Supreme Skills from beyond the Heavens and Myriad Realms! Yet now, this power has appeared here. Something isn't right. He staggered back, his face pale as he could no longer remain calm, a tempest raging in his heart.

He turned to escape the battlefield. But the little girl rushed over with a giggle. At that moment, her attack became much simpler; her small palm struck towards him, and suddenly, it burst forth with boundless power, firmly pressing down on the Quasi-Emperor Realm expert.

He cried out, "AH! You! Family Head, save me!" She's too powerful! More emperor-like than the Emperor Realm itself! Even if a Human Emperor took action, I, a Quasi-Emperor of the Wu Family, could contend with it. But... the attack from this little girl doesn't belong to this mortal world at all. It feels like a blow from a higher dimension. A crushing dominance on all fronts!

THUMP!

Another palm strike. The suppressed Quasi-Emperor Realm figure was directly smashed into dust. His flesh and blood ceased to exist, and his Divine Soul was instantly extinguished, leaving no chance for reconstitution.

Instantly, the atmosphere became eerie, utterly silent. The cultivators watching the battle also shifted their gazes from Zhang Ziyu to the little girl...