Chapter 2067: Chapter 2164: True Strength Lies Within Oneself (Second Update)

"Young Miss, you should know by now who your true husband is, right? Young Miss, while you are stunningly beautiful, your intelligence doesn’t seem to match. Isn’t the young master vastly superior to this boy by a hundred thousand miles?" Di Xu thought to herself. She truly couldn’t understand why the Young Miss would choose Su Chen over Hu Zong. Was she blind? Just look at the difference; the young master acts, and Su Chen doesn’t even dare to move, like a pitiful ant that has been targeted—so pitiful!

And at that moment.

It came.

It really came.

Hu Zong’s fist seal arrived before Su Chen, extremely close, even staining Su Chen’s face blood red, as if the next moment it would melt him into the void with its magma fire.

Just as everyone was waiting for Su Chen to be burned to ash.

Su Chen smiled.

A somewhat disinterested and disdainful smile.

Then.

He still didn’t make a move.

Instead, he activated the Illusion Crystal!!!

While the Illusion Crystal wasn’t the strongest of treasures, it could grow stronger as Su Chen’s strength increased.

Therefore, the current Illusion Crystal was quite powerful.

Under Su Chen’s control, the environment transformed into a sharp, incredibly sharp, icicle-like stake.

Strangely, it blocked Hu Zong’s fist seal.

It became clear that Hu Zong’s fist seal was stopped.

It... it... it stopped?

Within the Imperial Realm, thousands of martial cultivators were stunned, their breath taken away, shocked.

But the real shock came afterward.

The Illusion Crystal Spear not only blocked Hu Zong’s fist seal, but even... even pierced into it like a nail into tofu, effortlessly, completely effortlessly.

The Illusion Crystal Spear deeply embedded into Hu Zong’s fist seal.

The scorching, obliterating, overwhelming fist seal dissipated!!!

It dispersed in fear.

Turning into fragments.

"What?!" Hu Zong’s eyes twitched violently, his blood-red pupils about to pop out.

His chest heaved up and down, unable to believe it! 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

How could this happen?

He, a dignified Divine Lord Realm martial cultivator, had gone all out and yet couldn’t annihilate a mere Half-Step Divine Sovereign within a single move?

How was this possible?

It was like an elephant stomping with all its might on a chick, and yet the chick did not die.

Too shocking.

Too unbelievable.

Even Yang Su, Xue Xue, Li Chui, and others, their eyes narrowed intensely, feeling deeply shocked.

A full-force strike from the Divine Lord Realm First Level didn’t wipe out a Half-Step Divine Sovereign—it was exceedingly rare in their memories, even within the Grand Cosmos World.

Di Jie, Di Xu, Di Liu, and the thousands of Imperial Family Members gasped in astonishment, equally dumbfounded.

"Relying on treasures?! Treasures are not one’s own strength!" After a moment of intense emotional upheaval, Hu Zong calmed down again, and shouted furiously, attacking once more.

Swish!

It was a sword.

He raised his hand, and it was a sword.

What appeared to be a simple strike was, in fact, anything but simple.

The reddish-brown Sword Light was extremely thin, extremely restrained, extremely strange, like red threads floating in the chaotic void, with utterly pure killing intent, seemingly possessing its own soul, locked onto Su Chen.

A chillingly strong aura, like being frozen, lowered the surrounding Triple Void’s temperature by eighty percent.

More terrifyingly, within the entire Imperial Realm, countless members of the Imperial Family felt as if the blood in their veins had solidified, their lives seemingly held in Hu Zong’s hands.

A very terrifying sword.

Inherently terrifying.

This sword, called the "Guile Slayer Sword," was a swordsmanship technique from a Great Emperor. Although not created after becoming an Emperor, it was said that at its creation, the Great Emperor already possessed considerable strength, so the quality of this swordsmanship was very high.

Moreover, Hu Zong had trained in this swordsmanship since childhood, making it extremely proficient, achieving perfection in sword intent with every move.

However.

Before anyone present could anticipate the power of this sword...

Suddenly.

The Sword Light, trying to hide in the chaotic void like floating threads, seemed to have been plucked out, unable to hide, clearly visible to everyone.

More bizarrely, that Sword Light seemed somewhat frozen.

Then.

The Illusion Crystal transformed into a Sword Light, semi-transparent, seemingly ethereal, silently with no ripples of sword intent, but its speed extremely fast, almost undetectable to the naked eye.

Upon closer inspection.

Hiss...

The Sword Light of Hu Zong’s "Guile Slayer Sword" broke directly in the middle, dissolving into the void!!!

Without even a hint of resistance.

The gap was immense.

"No!!! Impossible!" Hu Zong’s body swayed, nearly fainting; whether that punch just now or this sword now, both were his full-strength techniques! At the Divine Lord Realm First Level, how... how could it be so easily crushed?

Hu Zong’s heart pounded with rage, staring intently at Su Chen, who stood there still, unfazed, with relaxed ease and a touch of disinterest.

Hu Zong’s eyes reddened even more.

He wanted to strike again with a third move.

But, unfortunately, there was no chance.

After crushing the Sword Light of the "Guile Slayer Sword," the Illusion Crystal Sword showed no sign of stopping, heading directly toward Hu Zong.

Like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, it sped forth with utmost velocity.

Too fast.

Too fast for Hu Zong to react.

Hu Zong felt the taste of death.

His heart nearly stopped beating.

Panic.

Unbearable panic.

His once vengeful, blood-red eyes turned to sheer terror.

In a blink of an eye.

The Illusion Crystal Sword was already near Hu Zong’s throat.

In the blink of an eye.

Chh!!!

A piercing sound echoed.

The Illusion Crystal Sword shattered.

Xue Xue moved closer to Hu Zong, standing beside him, holding in his hand a chilling, ancient, dark Heavy Sword, facing Su Chen, his dark eyes unfathomable.

"A fine treasure. But ultimately, external forces are external," Xue Xue spoke, his voice icy, cold enough to freeze everything.

"Kill him! Kill him!!" Hu Zong shouted, drenched in cold sweat, pale as a sheet, nearly having perished just now!

"Heh heh..." Su Chen chuckled, as if playing a game, a playful chuckle. He glanced at Xue Xue: "Decent strength."

Indeed decent; able to shatter the Illusion Crystal Sword with one strike, this strength surpassed Hu Zong tenfold, without any doubt.