Scheming for so many years, all for revenge, to overthrow everything of Can Sutian!

But what Can Sutian truly cared about from beginning to end was the most fundamental shackles binding this world!

Even if Can Sutian failed, he was not even worthy to carry Can Sutian's shoes!

Even though, at this moment, the ancient corpse's remaining strength could barely hold out, Song Tianchou had already lost his courage.

Can Sutian had already severed his own physical body.

Fusing ten Qian King's Seals, the Spirit Tribulation Celestial Prison, and even the accumulated foundation of the Daqian imperial lineage throughout generations—he simply could not withstand it.

He wanted to flee, but how could Can Sutian allow him to escape?

In Can Sutian's scheme, the ancient corpse controlled by Song Tianchou was an absolutely crucial force, a necessary catalyst!

As the word "explode" fell—

A grand and incomparable holy light erupted forth, as if a vast, boundless world collapsed; with the force of a raging storm, it swept across countless miles in an instant.

Even True Masters could only catch a fleeting blur at the edge of their vision; less than a thousandth of a second passed before the majestic spiritual radiance tore open the void and covered the heavens.

Majestic, limitless power; all of Daqian was illuminated, dazzling in that moment.

The sun and moon vanished!

Even the True Masters of Great Hao and Daqian, locked in fierce battle, stopped and gazed at the skies, trembling with terror.

"T-this, is this the power of the realm above Body-Burning?"

"Spiritual light covers all of Daqian, even the void has been shattered completely—this is too terrifying!"

"If they fight within heaven and earth like this, would they not truly annihilate the world?"

"Such terrifying might—is it His Majesty's, or...?"

...

A piercing, agonized roar suddenly echoed from the depths of the void.

Everywhere the eye could see was burning gold light, dazzling.

Within this encircling gold, however, there was a small area still shrouded in gray.

But under immense pressure, that narrow patch of gray collapsed before the naked eye, rapidly disappearing.

Song Tianchou, squeezed in the crevice, trembled violently; even the ancient corpse's body showed cracks, unable to withstand the force.

As Song Tianchou, fused within the corpse, he felt his flesh rapidly crumbling, his consciousness ground away by a relentless millstone—obliterated inch by inch.

"Can Sutian, let me go!"

"I'll give you the ancient corpse!"

Song Tianchou wailed in utter despair.

"Fine!"

At that, Song Tianchou scrambled to withdraw, completely abandoning control of the ancient corpse.

Yet the surrounding golden radiance surged forth like a flood, slamming down relentlessly.

Song Tianchou was shattered first!

"Can Sutian, you—"

The shriek was cut off in an instant!

The ancient corpse was engulfed!

Boom!

A thunderous roar whipped up a violent storm within the surge, crashing deeper into the void.

The spiritual light enveloping all Greater Qian swiftly receded, converging toward the center to ignite the pillar of light that had been the ancient corpse—piercing the void, tearing through endless shackles, and hurtling with unimaginable speed toward a certain special existence.

At a certain moment—

In the darkness, an indescribably beautiful, long river slowly revealed itself.

At the other end of that river, it seemed a vaster, dreamlike world awaited.

The pillar of light quivered slightly, then, under Can Sutian's control, poured all remaining might into a sudden charge at the long river.

At the moment it reached—

At the edge of the spiritual river, a barrier thin as cicada's wings silently appeared.

BOOM!

...

The territory of Daqian shuddered violently.

Countless Martial Artists turned pale, fleeing madly, believing the world was about to be utterly destroyed.

Yet after only a few breaths, everything returned to normal!

The spiritual light upon the sky vanished at a speed visible to the naked eye; in merely dozens of breaths, the sun returned, as though nothing had happened at all.

Crack!

The ancient disc floating among Xu Yang's group suddenly showed myriad cracks and collapsed entirely.

Yet the group seemed not to notice at all, eyes dazed and blank.

What they had witnessed shattered all understanding, leaving them utterly astounded!

No one knew how much time passed.

Xu Yang twitched, then revived from his trance.

"Is it over?"

"Song Tianchou has fallen!"

Before Can Sutian, Song Tianchou was pitifully powerless to resist!

This gave Xu Yang an unreal feeling.

As if so many schemes were nothing but window dressing!

But soon, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

It was simply that Can Sutian and Song Tianchou were plotting for different ends!

Can Sutian targeted a higher level; Song Tianchou only wanted to kill Can Sutian and overthrow Daqian's reign!

Thus, in the end, before Can Sutian, Song Tianchou appeared incomparably feeble!

"He's won! His Majesty has won!"

A True Master whispered.

"But what did His Majesty crash into with that force at the end?"

"Could he have failed? Why is there no sign at all?"

"Lord Zongzheng, this—?"

One pair after another of trembling eyes looked to Can Yunxiao.

Can Yunxiao took a deep breath and spoke word by word: "No matter whether His Majesty ultimately succeeds—"

Before he finished, a crisp 'crack' sounded in midair, and a weak voice came: "I will be leaving for a time. In this period, all matters of Daqian shall be overseen by Xu Yang!"

With that, peace returned—no further ripples!

Can Yunxiao's eyes widened, stunned and overjoyed!

The other True Masters also breathed sighs of relief.

Success or not, as long as Can Sutian lived, it was the best result!

Xu Yang furrowed his brows, but then relaxed them.

Though he sensed it wouldn't be so simple, now was not the time for urgency.

"I must trouble you all to protect the prince, lest he be attacked by miscreants!"

Can Yunxiao abruptly rose and addressed the group.

The five True Masters exchanged glances, replying: "Rest assured, Lord Zongzheng, we shall shelter His Highness!"

Can Yunxiao nodded slightly, straightened up, and swept toward another part of the heavens.

At this moment—

Countless Martial Artists still remained in a daze.

Can Yunxiao appeared out of thin air and pointed with his finger.

The previous image on the light curtain—of "Song Tianchou being directly suppressed and executed"—manifested in midair.

"Song Tianchou is dead! Fighters of Daqian, kill!"

The cry was thunderous, shaking the sky!

Everyone snapped to their senses in an instant.

Seeing that image again, they were shocked and overjoyed!

"Song Tianchou is dead."

"Hahaha! After preparing so long, he ended up unable to take a single blow before His Majesty!"

"Daqian is victorious!"

"Brothers, kill with me!"

...

The tide of people surged forth, charging toward Great Hao!

Surrounded by Great Hao elites, Song Yuanhao was pale as death, blank and lost.

The moment Song Tianchou fell, he had felt it.

Yet he could not accept such reality.

"Impossible."

"Father, how could you lose?"

"That ancient corpse was from beyond the realm, wielding power beyond the Body-Burning Realm—it could not lose."

"No—"

"Your Highness, run!"

A True Master grabbed Song Yuanhao and spun, fleeing away.

Behind them, a dense mob of pursuers closed in.

Great Hao's sole hope was Song Tianchou!

With Song Tianchou's death, the remaining strength could not compare to Daqian at all!

Now, it was one-sided slaughter!

Xu Yang sat cross-legged on the ground, eyes closed and unmoving.

Five True Masters surrounded him, guarding.

Su Yun and the rest hurried over, but a strong cultivator shook his head: "Don't approach yet—the prince is about to break through."

Su Yun and the three women, along with Liou Yunfeng and the rest, stopped at once, seeing Xu Yang unscathed and heaving sighs of relief.

At a certain moment—

An imperious aura burst from Xu Yang, sweeping up a fierce storm.

This storm made the surrounding strong ones internally marvel.

"Breaking through to Myriad Manifestations Perfection is almost as intense as a True Master!"

"Just how strong is His Highness now?"

"That battle earlier was, without doubt, the most astonishing below the True Master level in nearly a thousand years!"

...

Xu Yang slowly opened his eyes, delighted.

Myriad Manifestations Perfection!

One step from True Master!

He even felt that, against a newly ascended True Master, he could give it a try!

"Congratulations, Your Highness, on your breakthrough!"

"With His Highness here, it is a blessing for our Daqian!"

The powerful ones all offered heartfelt congratulations.

Xu Yang nodded in gratitude: "Thank you, elders, for your protection!"

Then, he looked to Su Yun and the three women, smiling gently: "I'm fine."

The three beauties blossomed with radiant, joyful smiles, captivating as ever.

Just then, Can Yunwu approached slowly, a complex look in her eyes as she gazed at Xu Yang.