Become a king right from the start, beginning with receiving rewards from all the heavens.

At that moment, the wind stopped!

The whole world seemed to fall silent.

Countless living beings gazed upon the heavens beyond!

Even the powerful beings among the extraterrestrial demons were staring intently at that spot!

The Heavenly Sword Ancestor's body was intact, and even his head, which had been pierced by the sword light, did not appear to be injured!

However, even experts at the Dragon Transformation Realm could sense a familiar phenomenon slowly descending from the depths of the void.

The Heavenly Sword Ancestor slowly raised his head, and he could feel that the foundation of his Dao within his body had been completely shattered.

Even the vitality in each cell was completely extinguished by that sword intent.

In other words, there is no possibility of being reborn.

Even if there is still life, the source is gone.

Having lost its origin, its own blood-dripping rebirth is completely wasted.

The origin is the foundation of rebirth from a drop of blood!

"Hehe... My cultivation has been incredibly smooth throughout my life."

"He grasped the sword at three, and at five hundred years old, he finally reached the realm of celestial beings!"

"There are countless sword cultivators in the world, but none of them have amazed me."

"Until I met you, Sword Saint? What a supreme master of swordsmanship!"

"If you do not die, all living beings in the desolate land will witness the birth of the first Sword Daoist Immortal."

"The way of the sword is brilliant; we sword cultivators will live forever!"

As soon as the last word was uttered, the body of the Heavenly Sword Ancestor began to turn into ashes.

From bottom to top, until the head is completely reduced to ashes!

At this moment, in the void outside, the strange phenomenon of a Dragon Transformation Realm cultivator falling also appeared.

An endless rain of blood began to fall!

At this moment, even the many Dragon Transformation Realm cultivators watching the battle fell silent.

As the strange phenomenon began to dissipate, a Dragon Transformation Realm cultivator finally let out a sigh.

"Sigh...another old acquaintance has fallen!"

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"This cycle of reincarnation fills me with utter bewilderment..."

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"Sword Saint! What arrogance!"

A swordsman at the Dragon Transformation Realm, dissatisfied, uttered a cold voice that echoed through the void.

However, some people approve of this title.

"Sword Saint! He deserves that title!"

Meanwhile, in the sky above the Great Xia Imperial City, some powerful figures were glancing at the Crown Prince's residence, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

His eyes flashed with shock.

Someone muttered to themselves, "The Underworld, the Jade Capital, the Crown Prince..."

"I think I understand their relationship now..."

At this moment, it wasn't just one person who understood!

These powerful officials, having witnessed various signs in the past and understood the situation based on today's events, also realized this.

This kind of relationship is hard to fool.

Xia Zhaoyan also knew that the relationship between the underworld and himself would be exposed sooner or later.

However, things are different now, and he's no longer afraid of this relationship being exposed.

At this moment, he paid no attention to the expressions of the people in the imperial city, but instead watched the strange phenomenon gradually dissipate.

"Which one is it?"

The women beside him were so clever that they immediately understood what His Highness was asking.

"Your Highness, this is the second Dragon Transformation Realm cultivator we have killed."

This is also the fourth Dragon Transformation Realm expert to fall within the territory of Great Xia!

Li Mochou's voice was not concealed, and all the powerful figures paying attention to the Crown Prince's residence could hear it.

At this moment, everyone felt a sense of unreality!

Even the Xia Emperor in the palace sighed in dismay!

The Dragon Transformation Realm—that's the foundation of a power, a peak level of strength in the Heavenly Wasteland.

However, in just a few years, four of them fell in succession, all of them in the Great Xia Dynasty!

Emperor Xia suddenly felt a great sense of pride.

"Throughout the history of the Xia Dynasty, who could rival my brilliance!"

Lu Nanyue's lips twitched. Where does your pride come from?

Inside the Crown Prince's residence, Xia Zhaoyan also spoke softly.

"Yes, without us even realizing it, four Dragon Transformation Realm experts have perished, directly or indirectly, because of us!"

He suddenly remembered a poem that was most widely circulated in the martial arts culture circle of his previous life, and then he couldn't help but speak.

"Heroes rise and fall with the times; once you enter the world of martial arts, time flies by."

Imperial ambitions and great achievements are discussed in jest; nothing beats a life of blissful intoxication.

Sword in hand, mounted on horseback, unleashing a rain of ghosts; white bones piled high, birds startled into flight.

Worldly affairs are like a tide, and people are like water; alas, how many return from the world of wandering?

Regardless of one's stance.

Those who perished in the Dragon Transformation Realm because of themselves were outstanding individuals among the billions of people in this world.

Unfortunately, that's just how the world is; once you embark on the path of cultivation, there's no turning back.

The lucky ones witness the prosperity of the cultivation world before eventually dying of old age.

Most people perish halfway through.

Even those who reach the Dragon Transformation Realm will eventually perish at the hands of Heaven.

What Xia Zhaoyan didn't notice was that many powerful figures in the imperial city were looking at this place in surprise.

"Now I can confirm it: that poem, 'White Jade Capital,' was indeed written by the Crown Prince!"

Among the men, one stroked his beard and sighed.

Although literature is not prominent in this world, there are many enthusiasts, but none of them have yet achieved great success!

"It's a pity that this poem seems to have been written by His Highness on a whim; its artistic conception is far inferior to that of Bai Yujing."

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"Who in the martial arts world doesn't envy Bai Yujing now!"

A powerful force cannot last forever, but a masterpiece of poetry can endure for eternity!

The Baiyujing sect will be remembered forever, along with that poem.

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"It's a pity, that 'White Jade Palace' song always feels incomplete!"

The resources accumulated in a top-tier sect are absolutely enormous.

Let's not talk about fixed assets!

The sheer abundance of resources—spirit crystals, medicinal herbs, and spiritual materials—is enough to make anyone envious.

Even with the combined efforts of the Underworld and Baiyujing, it took them two days to completely clear out the resources of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

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The destruction of the Heavenly Sword Sect brought an unprecedented shock to the cultivation world.

In the land of the Burning Heaven Cult Ancestor, the Burning Heaven Ancestor was deep in thought.

These past two days he has been thinking about how to prevent his sect from ending up like the Heavenly Sword Sect.

After much thought, it seems there's only one way to resolve this!

Thus, the scene of King Heng here today came to be.

All the successive leaders of the Burning Heaven Sect are descendants of the Burning Heaven Ancestor.

In other words, he was also the great-great-grandfather of Xia Hengkong's maternal clan.

"Heng'er, do you still have the confidence to compete with your younger brother for the throne?"

Xia Hengkong gave a bitter smile and shook his head.

"Great Ancestor, I still had confidence before the Heavenly Sword Great Ancestor fell."

"But after that battle, my spirit and energy completely vanished!"

"My brother is invincible."

With the Jade Palace, the Underworld, and the Heavenly Punishment Division combined, who could rival his power?

The other high-ranking members of the sect here also nodded in agreement, not to diminish their own prestige.

Even the founding emperor almost perished that day, so what right do they have to interfere in the struggle for the throne?

The Great Ancestor of Burning Heaven sighed deeply.

"Why...."

"I'm relieved that you think that way."

"You've always been domineering since you were little. I'm really afraid that the throne will cloud your judgment."

Xia Hengkong gave another bitter laugh, wondering what right he had to be domineering now.

They have so many Dragon Transformation Realm experts under their command, yet they don't act arrogantly or domineeringly!

At this moment, the Great Ancestor of Burning Heaven spoke solemnly.

"As you know, we offended the Crown Prince that day."

"After much thought, there's only one way to get their forgiveness!"

Xia Hengkong sighed inwardly; he had already roughly guessed what was going on...

At this moment, a trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the Burning Heaven Ancestor, and he reached out to touch the back of Heng King's head.

"I hope you will give up competing for the throne!"