Chapter 4506
“To compel my true form to appear… the Xiao Dynasty is impressive!”
The Tenth Highness smirked coldly. “But only just a little.”
As the Tenth Highness’s true body materialized, the old prime minister took a deep breath. His hands clenched tightly as streaks of radiant white light swirled around him.
The earth beneath him began to crack, and from within the fissures, a seven-foot longsword slowly emerged. The old prime minister reached out and grasped the sword with a firm grip.
“Sword of Shang?” Yu Wenqiang gasped in shock.
The Shang Sword had been a sacred relic of the Xiao Imperial Dynasty since its founding, passed down through generations of prime ministers. Its purpose was to uphold justice—to strike down tyrannical rulers and treacherous officials, ensuring the dynasty’s prosperity for eternity.
However, due to the virtue of past rulers, the Shang Sword had never been used.
Yu Wenqiang had known of its existence but had never seen it. He could hardly believe it would be drawn now, in this dire moment, to save the Xiao Dynasty.
The old prime minister stepped forward with the Shang Sword in hand and swung it.
From the blade erupted a torrent of sword energy, spanning tens of thousands of feet and filling the sky with its brilliance.
The might of the Shang Sword was unparalleled!
The vast, radiant sword energy surged forward like a raging river, crashing toward the Tenth Highness. The heavens dimmed, and the earth trembled under its power.
The Tenth Highness narrowed his eyes and stepped forward, slashing his own sword with a decisive swing.
In that instant, the arrogant smirk disappeared from his face, replaced by focused determination.
Boom!
The overwhelming sword energy shattered into countless fragments of light, dissipating into the void.
The old prime minister was forced back, retreating step by step until he had moved a hundred meters away.
Before he could regain his footing, the Tenth Highness launched another attack, his sword slicing through the air with ferocious speed.
Boom!
The old prime minister swung the Shang Sword once more, creating a blinding flash of light as the blades collided. The impact was catastrophic. The entire imperial city crumbled into rubble, reduced to ruins under the sheer force of the clash.
The Tenth Highness was flung dozens of miles away, and his sword shattered into countless fragments mid-air.
The crowd gasped. The shattering of the Tenth Highness’s weapon seemed to indicate that even his true form couldn’t defeat the old prime minister.
But then despair crept into the old prime minister’s eyes.
With a deafening crack, the divine statue behind him shattered. The prime minister collapsed to the ground, his face pale and strained.
And then, the Shang Sword, once the dynasty’s ultimate weapon, began to crack.
Piece by piece, it broke apart until nothing remained.
The crowd’s initial relief turned into stunned silence.
The old prime minister had lost.
Everyone turned to look at the Tenth Highness, who reappeared before them unscathed.
Despite the prime minister’s use of the Shang Sword, he had failed to harm the Tenth Highness.
The overwhelming realization hit the crowd: how could they possibly win this battle?
“Old Prime Minister, can you still…?” Yu Wenqiang began hesitantly, but upon seeing the prime minister’s defeated expression, he couldn’t bring himself to finish the question.
All eyes turned to Grandmaster Limitless.
Fei Wenqiang locked his gaze on the master, but Limitless quickly shook his head.
“Master Limitless, surely you can…” Xiao Jian started, but Limitless interrupted, “Second Prince, I truly cannot. It’s not fear of death—it’s that if I fall, no one will guide you to comprehend the Buddhist Dharma and reclaim the memories of your past life.”
Silence fell over the group like a heavy shroud.
The Xiao Imperial Dynasty’s most powerful warriors, their secret trump cards, had all failed.
All eyes turned to Xiao Feng, the Crown Prince.
With Emperor Xiao Yuanshan nowhere to be found, the fate of the dynasty now rested squarely on his shoulders.
Xiao Feng felt the immense weight of responsibility pressing down on him, yet he could do nothing but stand frozen, powerless in the face of their looming defeat.