Chapter 192: In This World Today, How Many Could Do Such a Thing?
Half a day later.
At the gates of the Golden Sun Sect.
Elder Xie arrived at last, accompanied by several fellow elders and a number of core disciples. As his gaze swept across the area, a look of utter shock rose in his eyes—the mountains for a thousand li around had been leveled flat.
It was obvious.
A terrifying battle had taken place here.
To cause this kind of devastation, at least two cultivators at the Divine Palace Realm must have clashed. One of them, without a doubt, was their own Holy Son. As for the other—most likely a high-ranking elder or even a Grand Elder of the Golden Sun Sect.
‘Could it be… the Holy Son has slain yet another Divine Palace Realm expert?’
That thought surfaced unbidden in the minds of Elder Xie and the others.
They looked toward the distant sky where a majestic Golden Divine Chariot hovered. Inside it sat a calm, upright figure—Li Xun. The awe in their hearts deepened.
Thankfully, this peerless genius was one of their own.
If he had been the Holy Son of another sect…
Then alongside their admiration, they’d be filled with nothing but dread.
"Holy Son!"
Elder Xie stepped forward with a bright smile and bowed respectfully.
In terms of rank, the Holy Son’s position already exceeded that of an elder. With a Grand Elder personally endorsing him, Li Xun had effectively become the third most important figure in the entire Profound Sun Holy Land, surpassed only by the Sect Master and the Grand Elder.
Everyone else—Elders included—had to show him proper deference.
At this moment, Elder Xie felt a rush of emotion. He remembered the first time he saw Li Xun—just a mere inner disciple back then. Yet now, he stood high above them all.
He had even once considered taking Li Xun as a disciple.
Looking back, he was immensely grateful that Li Xun had refused.
Had he accepted, he might’ve ended up hindering a true dragon’s rise.
"Elder Xie."
Descending gracefully from the Golden Divine Chariot, Li Xun stood tall, with a jade-like elegance and warm, composed eyes. As his gaze swept over the gathered disciples and elders, everyone from Profound Sun Holy Land bowed respectfully.
"There’s no need for formality."
Li Xun gently raised his hand, then turned to Elder Xie and spoke:
"The Golden Sun Sect dared to target a core disciple of our Holy Land. I’ve already destroyed them. The rest is yours to handle."
"Rest assured, Holy Son!"
Elder Xie’s smile grew broader, his tone resolute. "Leave the cleanup to me!"
The hardest part—the enemy's strongest forces—had already been crushed by Li Xun. What remained were just leftovers, too afraid to resist.
At this point, his job was no more than sweeping up the battlefield.
For such a small task, Elder Xie was more than happy to oblige.
"Oh, and one more thing."
Li Xun added, "Gather all of the Golden Sun Sect’s Heaven level divine techniques and cultivation techniques for me. Package them up."
That was all he found worth taking from the sect. Originally, there had also been a Dao Weapon that caught his eye, but unfortunately, the ancient lamp had been destroyed in his battle with the Azure Dragon Halberd.
"Consider it done! I’ll personally deliver them to you in a few days."
Elder Xie laughed heartily.
After all, Li Xun had unrestricted access to even their own sect’s techniques. The Golden Sun Sect’s treasures were nothing in comparison.
"Then I’ll take my leave."
Li Xun gave a slight nod and returned to the Golden Divine Chariot.
"Safe travels, Holy Son!" Elder Xie called out.
Buzz!
With a low hum, the space trembled. The Golden Divine Chariot turned into a streak of radiant light, shooting toward the horizon. In just a few moments, it disappeared from sight.
After Li Xun’s departure, silence fell once more.
The fall of the Golden Sun Sect spread like wildfire across the entire Great Zhou Empire.
In every city, in every teahouse and market stall, the topic was the same.
“First it was the Beast Taming Sect, now the Golden Sun Sect too? At this rate, the other sects are probably trembling in fear. If the Profound Sun Holy Land continues swallowing up sect after sect, they might soon rival the Great Zhou Empire itself!”
“That’s impossible. The imperial court won’t just sit back and let the Profound Sun grow unchecked. Besides, the Golden Sun Sect brought this upon themselves—they made the mistake of attacking a core disciple of Profound Sun. That’s what drew the wrath of their Holy Son.”
“Speaking of him… That Profound Sun Holy Son is terrifying. He’s only at the Life and Death Realm, yet he single-handedly wiped out an entire sect. In this world, how many can truly do that?”
“Probably only him. At least among the major powers nearby, no one else compares.”
“If he lives long enough—another thousand, maybe two thousand years—he might even be an Emperor...”
“An Emperor… huh…”
As the people across the land continued their heated discussions—
Li Xun had already returned to Profound Sun Holy Land.
The moment he arrived, he made his way straight to the Holy Son Peak.
Inside his quiet chamber, he sat cross-legged atop a jade bed. Floating in his palm was a single, pitch-black drop of blood—Emperor’s Blood, obtained from an earlier investment.
Up to this point, he had mainly focused on cultivating divine techniques and secret techniques. His understanding of the Laws of the Dao had lagged behind.
But that would change now.
In just half a year, the ancient sect known as the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect would reappear in the world.
As a sect from the distant past, it was sure to hold countless treasures and ancient inheritances—things that would attract every powerful cultivator like moths to a flame.
Before that happened, Li Xun knew he had to grow stronger.
At his current level, common Earth level or even Heaven level divine techniques were no longer significant boosts. Learning them now only gave him more options in battle, but didn’t improve his foundational strength.
Only by deepening his understanding of the Law of Destruction could he continue to face Divine Palace Realm powerhouses without being at a disadvantage.
“Back when I was at the Divine Power Realm, I didn’t have the means to truly comprehend the Law of Destruction. But now that I’ve stepped into the Life and Death Realm…”
“Even if I can’t fully grasp the laws hidden within this blood…”
“I should at least be able to make some progress.”
Taking a deep breath, Li Xun slowly extended his spiritual sense and merged it into the floating drop of black blood.
The moment his consciousness made contact—
BOOM!
A thunderous roar echoed from the depths of the void.
When Li Xun opened his eyes again, he found himself in a strange and desolate world.
The sky above was churning with black clouds. The land was filled with shattered limbs and broken bones.
Black and red—the colors of death and blood—dominated this realm.
In the distance stood a towering figure, cloaked entirely in thick black mist. His very presence exuded overwhelming pressure, shaking both heaven and earth. Though unmoving, he resembled a supreme Demonic Emperor, his aura shaking the heavens above and suppressing the netherworld below.
This was not Li Xun’s first time witnessing such a scene. He remained calm.
His gaze locked onto the figure in the distance, watching every movement, trying to catch the traces of Dao that spilled from his form—hoping to grasp even the faintest thread of truth hidden within.