Eternal Bonds: A Journey with the Fated Immortal

Chapter 87

At the edge of the True Saint Continent, in a desolate and barren mountain range, the mountains were desolate, and all life had vanished.

Boom!

At this moment, a divine flame suddenly ignited, and a terrifying aura spread out, but it did not affect the land; instead, it was confined to an area of several hundred meters.

Soon, a figure shrouded in divine light appeared. With flowing golden hair, he was a majestic middle-aged man, resembling a god-king, with eyes full of murderous intent.

It was none other than King Tian Cang.

“Su Changsheng!”

His gaze fixed on Wanxiang City, he couldn’t help but let out a low roar, his heart filled with unwillingness.

He was very angry!

Since the plan had failed, fearing retaliation from the Ninth Princess’s forces, he immediately abandoned his original base and took the Heavenly Demon Hall into hiding.

He had originally planned to flee to other divine realms or return to his homeland to hide.

But the hatred of losing his son made it impossible for him to be at peace, so he came back, intending to wait for the Ninth Princess to leave and then seize the opportunity to kill Su Changsheng for revenge.

However, the Ninth Princess had just left not long ago, and before he could find the right moment to strike, he witnessed that astonishing battle, especially the sword strike unleashed by Su Changsheng.

It left him in utter silence.

That starlight sword beam, which pierced through the entire True Saint Continent, made him realize that even if he faced it himself, he would undoubtedly be easily severely injured or even killed by a single strike.

That was a sword capable of slaying a Great Saint.

This realization plunged King Tian Cang into complete despair. He never expected that Su Changsheng could actually kill a Great Saint.

Now, even if he wanted revenge, it was impossible.

If he himself was no match, how could he seek vengeance for his child?

“No, I cannot accept this!”

King Tian Cang roared lowly, like a mad demon, his eyes filled with an extremely cold and fierce murderous intent.

“If a Great Saint is not enough, then a Quasi-Emperor. I will hire a Quasi-Emperor Sovereign to take action. I refuse to believe you can defy the heavens to such an extent. Could it be possible for you to slay a Quasi-Emperor with a single sword strike?”

King Tian Cang muttered to himself, his eyes filled with deep resentment.

Boom!

With these thoughts, he waved his large sleeve, collecting the Heavenly Demon Hall that was hidden in this desolate land, and then his figure disappeared.

On the other side, in Wanxiang City.

The Su family was in a state of celebration. Their Ancestor Changsheng had once again returned as a Great Saint, slaying the attacking enemies.

The spies from various factions were even more shocked. They were now certain that Su Changsheng definitely possessed the strength of a Saint King, and not just any Saint King.

He was undoubtedly a powerful figure among Saint Kings.

Coupled with the Su family’s continuous expansion, especially the top-tier forces that had been declared war upon by the Su family, they were now extremely anxious, contemplating their countermeasures.

Some top-tier forces were even considering whether they should abandon their original territories and flee to other continents for refuge.

At night, the bright moon hung high in the sky.

Countless stars adorned the night sky. Within the Su family, in a luxurious room, the lights were dim, casting an ambiguous hue.

“Miaoyi, can you wait a little longer? I will hold a wedding ceremony.”

Su Changsheng lay on the bed, speaking softly. At this moment, An Miaoyi was pressing against him, her hands supporting her body, and her beautiful eyes were as gentle as water.

“Master Changsheng, I know that… I also wish to be with you on that night…”

An Miaoyi’s eyes were misty with tears as she spoke softly, her voice gentle and melodious, filled with heart-wrenching sorrow.

“But I can’t bear it any longer… I don’t want to keep waiting…”

She continued.

“Please…”

“Please look at me properly!”

Su Changsheng fell silent. He could sense the urgency in An Miaoyi’s heart, a surge of emotion that needed to be released after overcoming her inner demons.

“Alright!”

“I will look at you properly!”

Su Changsheng said.

Poof—

The next second, the lights went out, and in the room, countless tender and gentle whispers continued.

Boom!

Several days later, at the Su family residence, a terrifyingly immense pressure flashed by and disappeared in an instant, vanishing without a trace.

This pressure shook the entire True Saint Continent for a split second, but before everyone could sense that something was amiss, it had already dissipated.

“This pressure!”

Within the Taishi Sect, the white-bearded elder’s face turned to shock as he opened his eyes, his whole body trembling, his spirit agitated, and his breathing filled with difficulty.

He was recalling that fleeting, terrifying aura, which almost suffocated him, a Great Saint.

“Quasi-Emperor? No, it didn’t feel quite like that, but it definitely surpassed the peak of a Great Saint!”

The white-bearded elder murmured to himself.

“Is it a Dominator? How could such a small True Saint Continent have a Great Saint Dominator descend upon it!”

“This is a terrifying existence ranked within the top thirty of the Great Saint List!”

The white-bearded elder’s eyes were filled with shock.

The True Saint List.

A ranking of the combat power of Saint Realm experts, published by the Heavenly Dao Sacred Hall.

But in reality, it was divided into three lists: the Saint List, the Saint King List, and the Great Saint List!

And those ranked within the top thirty of the Great Saint List were all Dominators.

They were supreme beings whose combat power surpassed that of Great Saints, able to overlook the absolute peak of Great Saints.

Any one of these Dominators was a terrifying existence capable of annihilating thousands of peak Great Saints with a single move.

Such beings were only a step away from achieving the Quasi-Emperor realm, and their combat power was extremely terrifying.

Of course, this was only in terms of realm; the actual combat power gap between them and a Quasi-Emperor was still immense.

The difference between a Quasi-Emperor and a Great Saint was too vast, making it nearly impossible to fight across such a boundary.

Even the Young Emperor couldn’t achieve this when he was a Dominator.

“Could it be that kid Su Changsheng?” The white-bearded elder frowned, thinking of Su Changsheng.

In the current True Saint Continent, only Su Changsheng had the abnormal combat power capable of slaying a Great Saint.

The white-bearded elder thought of him immediately.

“No… it can’t be him. He’s only a Half-Step Great Saint, still quite a distance from breaking through to a Great Saint, let alone becoming a Great Saint Dominator!”

The white-bearded elder shook his head with a wry smile.

Becoming a Great Saint Dominator wasn’t simple; sometimes, the difficulty wasn’t much less than becoming a Quasi-Emperor.

Any Great Saint Dominator had extremely terrifying qualifications. Such beings were young supremes with the potential to achieve supremacy in the future and even compete for the imperial throne.

Although the chances were very slim.

But one can still call it a young supreme.

Su Changsheng’s current performance, although astonishing and worthy of being called a monstrous talent, still fell short when compared to a young supreme.

Perhaps he could become a Quasi-Emperor in the future, but becoming a Dominator seemed rather unlikely.

“Perhaps it was just a Dominator passing by the True Saint Continent who whimsically released a trace of their pressure!”

The white-bearded elder mocked himself, then closed his eyes and re-entered meditation.

Boom!

Meanwhile, Su Changsheng, who the white-bearded elder had deemed impossible to be a Great Saint Dominator, was now in the vast expanse of the starry sky, emitting an extremely terrifying pressure from his body.

It was far beyond that of a Great Saint, by an unknown multiple.

It was so strong that it almost surpassed the peak of a Great Saint, reaching the level of a Dominator as described by the white-bearded elder.

Rumble, rumble!

In the vast expanse of the starry sky, countless bolts of tribulation lightning crazily descended, which was Su Changsheng’s Great Saint Tribulation Lightning. Any single bolt of lightning could pierce through a continent, shattering a star river.

Countless bolts of tribulation lightning fell, enough to obliterate thousands of Great Saints into dust.

“Hahaha!”

In the starry sky, Su Changsheng laughed heartily.

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