Chapter 42: Who Can Destroy His Sword Heart

Outside the mirror.

At this moment, the entire arena was silent, and everyone’s faces were full of astonishment.

Whether Supreme, Quasi-Emperor, or even Great Emperor, their expressions were identical.

“How… is this possible?”

It was a long while before a cultivator finally exclaimed in astonishment.

Those four short words were also the sentiment of everyone present.

Indeed, how could it be!

That Wang Teng was a peerless Supreme with terrifying talent!

Supremes were all beings of profound innate fortune, greatly favored by the heavenly way.

In contrast, the Heavenly Emperor only entered sword cultivation four years ago.

And yet with a single sword strike, he instantly killed that peerless Supreme?

Was he even human?

Ye Chen’s face turned extremely sullen. This man, who truly believed he was a favored son of heaven, had an expression uglier than ever before.

His cultivation journey lacked neither opportunities nor encounters, yet even so, achieving Supreme took him endless years.

What about Gu Changqing?

He cultivated in that pavilion for four years, four years to temper a sword, and with one sword destroyed a Supreme?

Moreover, this prodigy learned entirely by himself without anyone’s instruction.

Compared to him, this favored son of heaven felt utterly trampled and worthless!

“I’m so shocked. The Heavenly Emperor’s sword dao is terrifying to this degree.”

“One sword to annihilate a Supreme, such overwhelming crushing power—perhaps only a Quasi-Emperor could do that?”

Everyone fell silent, speechless.

Four years of cultivation to reach Quasi-Emperor—that sounded simply too fantastical.

At this moment, someone suddenly spoke, “No, no.”

“Didn’t the Heavenly Emperor’s sword heart get destroyed later?”

“If he has already reached the Quasi-Emperor realm at this point, who could have destroyed his sword heart? Only a Great Emperor could possibly do that!”

“But in ancient times there were only a handful of Great Emperors, and none seem to have entanglement with the Heavenly Emperor at this point in time—how could any of them have acted against him?”

Those words made everyone suddenly wake up.

Indeed, Great Emperor-level beings in ancient times practically never showed themselves.

Beixuan Continent was not like it was now.

At that time, the world’s powers were unstable and spacetime often distorted. That was why, when Gu Changqing slain the white-robed Saint King, he could blast open a corner of the spacetime river, causing a powerful cultivator from an ancient sect to arrive in this realm.

In ancient times, many parts of Beixuan Continent mysteriously vanished from this world. Numerous strong figures were swept by spacetime and trapped within, making return difficult.

And the Great Emperors of that era, as the world’s top existences, took on the responsibility of keeping peace within Beixuan Continent.

It was precisely because of the suppression by many Great Emperors that Beixuan Continent later enjoyed stability.

Not to mention that such strong ones would scarcely appear in that era. Even if they did emerge, due to immense karmic consequences that might befall them, they wouldn’t meddle in anyone’s affairs if possible.

Because this world needed Great Emperors!

And someone as dazzling as Gu Changqing would only receive the protection of many Great Emperors—why could they destroy his sword heart?

At this moment, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

In other words, Gu Changqing, someone who could kill a Supreme with one sword, was now virtually invincible on Beixuan Continent.

Even his master, the Sword Saint, or even the leader of the Tianji Sect, would have no qualification to slay him, let alone destroy his sword heart.

At this moment, everyone’s gaze turned to Jiang Minghuang.

They even began to suspect that Jiang Minghuang’s claim that the Heavenly Emperor’s sword heart was destroyed was false!

The Heavenly Emperor’s sword heart was not destroyed at all!

But Jiang Minghuang nodded with utmost certainty. “Impossible. The Heavenly Emperor’s sword heart was indeed destroyed. I was by his side for eons and he never used a sword. That episode of his sword heart being destroyed was concealed extremely deeply—even from me. Of those years he revealed nothing.”

Hearing Jiang Minghuang’s words, people began doubting themselves again, unable to fathom how the Heavenly Emperor’s sword heart could have been destroyed.

Ye Chen’s expression grew somewhat ugly.

He had originally been certain Gu Changqing had committed some heinous betrayal of his master and sect, but now it seemed—even if Gu Changqing had betrayed his sect—would that sect even be able to destroy Gu Changqing’s sword heart?

Still, Jiang Minghuang’s words gave him some comfort.

The Heavenly Emperor’s deep concealment of that past could only mean he did not want the world to know about it.

If he hadn’t committed some great evil, why would he deliberately cover it up and conceal it?

“Perhaps when this past is uncovered there will be unexpected surprises. Perhaps the evil he committed is far more detestable than betraying his sect.”

Ye Chen murmured to himself, and deep down he found himself increasingly anticipating it.

Gu Changqing stood within the sea of stars.

But once Wang Teng fell, all the stars in the star sea dimmed.

Countless white nether flowers fell chaotically from the firmament.

At the ancient end of that star river, faint weeping could be heard—as if the heavenly way itself lamented—filling hearts with boundless sorrow.

This was a sign from the heavenly way!

A Supreme, a peerless and invincible one, would have taken the heavenly way so many resources to cultivate one.

Such a strong being was like a child of the heavenly way.

When they fell, both heaven and earth would mourn!