Strongest War Emperor

"ROAR!"

It was impossible to tell which Demon Corpse had let out the beastly roar.

The next moment, all the Demon Corpses began to howl madly!

Their voices were deafening, heart-wrenching, as if they could overturn the heavens and the earth.

Their eyes held the look of the dying in their final moments, an aura of death that seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld Prison itself!

All sorts of negative emotions that could drive a person to collapse surged wantonly, along with a bloody stench.

It transformed this space into something akin to a Realm of Death!

Shen Lang’s eyes were bloodshot. He took out his Celestial Water Blade, which had been badly damaged from using the Water Demon Saber, and began slashing with it, one strike after another.

But even after the Demon Corpses were sliced in two, their bodies dripping with blood, their bisected halves continued to crawl relentlessly toward him!

’The Death Realm... so hard to come by, yet someone has delivered it right to my doorstep!’

Shen Lang was overjoyed.

’The power of this Death Realm, which he just recently comprehended, is quite limited. My Silver Eyes of Truth can see through its flaws in an instant. But it would be a waste to let such a great opportunity go so easily...’

’During my death match with Yuwen Huaji, my mind was nearly controlled by killing intent. This is the perfect chance to use this Death Realm to purge all of that killing intent from my body!’

’I’ll use this opportunity to push my Battle Intent to its absolute limit. By forcing myself into a desperate situation, I might be able to comprehend the Battle Realm!’

’When I used the Water Demon Saber, its Sword Intent ran rampant. Although most of it was absorbed by Shark’s Kiss and Chaos, a fair amount still remains inside me. So, I’ll kill! I’ll use slaughter to stimulate this Sword Intent and make it fuse with me completely!’

’No, I’m too clear-headed right now. I don’t feel any sense of urgency, let alone fear... Star Moon Bodhi Prayer Beads, guard my mind!’

With a thought, Shen Lang commanded the Star Moon Bodhi Prayer Beads to firmly guard his consciousness, leaving a sliver of his Divine Thought on the prayer beads.

Then, his eyes turned an even deeper shade of red, as if he were completely incited by the overwhelming bloody aura and on the verge of going completely insane.

"BANG! BANG! BANG!"

At that moment, Shen Lang unleashed his Prison Guardian Blade Technique with almost no reservations. Sword Qi surged wildly, striking with such force that it seemed to blot out the sun and moon and shatter the heavens and earth!

Under the protection of several powerful experts, the people of Celestial Phoenix City were not harmed by his attacks.

But watching all this, everyone’s eyes were wide, and their breathing grew heavier!

"Heavens, Shen Lang is actually this powerful? Is that really the strength a Spirit Martial Realm Second Heaven Martial Artist can display?"

"It’s too much! I originally thought he used some sort of Heaven-defying Magical Treasure to kill Yuwen Huaji, but now..."

"His Sword Skill is so tyrannical, and he’s already comprehended Sword Intent... This guy... he’s terrifying! When he fought me before, if he had used this blade, how many moves could I have even withstood?" Drunken Thousand Cups, who had been beaten by Shen Lang before, broke out in a cold sweat.

"The injuries we and Ling Chen’s group sustained were absolutely worth it... No wonder Hongchen swore to the heavens and requested the sect send people! He knew how strong Shen Lang was from the very beginning! Those old geezers argued for ages before finally sending us. In hindsight, we’re the lucky ones..."

The few from Evil Wind Valley who had helped Ling Chen intercept Yuwen Huaji were all rejoicing in their hearts.

From the very beginning, people had been guessing at Shen Lang’s cultivation, all wanting to know just how formidable he was.

Many had seen him injure Drunken Thousand Cups with his bare fists, and then come within a hair’s breadth of killing Xu Daolin, who was protected by a Profound Artifact.

Finally, they had even watched him use some Secret Blade Technique to obliterate Yuwen Huaji with a single strike.

But as for how strong Shen Lang truly was, aside from a few top experts, ordinary people simply couldn’t tell.

But now, Shen Lang had cast off all his shackles and completely immersed himself in the Death Realm.

In order to survive, to carve a path of life through the thousands of skeletons and Demon Corpses, he pushed his Prison Guardian Blade Technique to its absolute limit, holding nothing back!

Everything he displayed completely stunned the people of Celestial Phoenix City.

Before the incredulous eyes of the crowd, Shen Lang’s ferocious Sword Momentum erupted with overwhelming force, soaring from the ground to prop up the heavens!

The wind from his blade was heavy, domineering, and savage.

It was direct and utterly unstoppable!

With every swing of his blade, a fierce gale raged and thunder boomed. Faintly, it even carried a thick, bloody stench!

Within a radius of several dozen feet, a storm raged, sending sand and stone flying violently and filling the air with dust!

If not for the protection of the powerful experts, the first thought of most people present upon seeing such a ferocious Sword Skill would have been to turn and run!

Meanwhile, although a hint of horror flashed in Xue Jingyuan’s eyes—the one controlling the Death Realm—his expression grew more and more delighted.

"Hahaha, excellent, excellent!" Xue Jingyuan roared with laughter. "He’s completely trapped in the Death Realm, unable to escape! You little bastard, you dare offend me? I’ll make it so you can’t even die if you want to!"

The surrounding crowd was startled and immediately turned their gazes to Shark’s Kiss, Nangong Yan, and Shangguan Feiyue.

But the three of them, though their expressions were grave, remained silent. They just watched Shen Lang as he endlessly swung his blade, their thoughts unreadable.

"Master, Brother Lang... he’s getting more and more frantic..." Xue Dangdang’s chest heaved as she cast a pleading look at Master Kong Jing.

Master Kong Jing’s grim face broke into a rare smile. "It’s fine, it’s fine. Look at his attacks. His control over his power is extremely precise, he wastes no Spiritual Power, and his footwork is steady, light, and fluid... A scene like this has nothing to do with madness."

"This..." Hearing Master Kong Jing’s words, Xue Dangdang immediately focused her attention and observed more closely.

Sure enough, she immediately noticed something was off.

Although Shen Lang’s attacks were fierce, his eyes blood-red, and he was even screaming and roaring constantly, his moves were methodical. He advanced and retreated at will, his offense and defense stable. It was completely different from what you’d see from someone who had lost their sanity and fallen into a frenzy!

Master Kong Jing added, "If this old monk is not mistaken, this young friend possesses peerless talent and astonishing genius. I’m afraid he is using the Death Realm for his Cultivation."

"What!"

The crowd was flabbergasted.

Most people in Celestial Phoenix City didn’t truly understand how tyrannical the Death Realm was, but they got a glimpse of it when Nangong Yan had to rescue Nalan Ziyun and her family!

Nangong Yan was the matriarch of a sect, a legendary Emperor Martial Realm expert!

For even she to be so wary, it was clear how terrifying the Death Realm was!

And Master Kong Jing was actually saying that Shen Lang was using the Death Realm to cultivate?

Xue Jingyuan, who was in the middle of a triumphant laugh, naturally heard Master Kong Jing’s words as well. His heart skipped a beat, and he too began to carefully observe Shen Lang’s movements.

As someone who had managed to distinguish himself in a Great Noble Family like the Xue Family, with a legacy spanning tens of thousands of years, Xue Jingyuan’s own talent was certainly outstanding.

Otherwise, he would never have been able to comprehend something like the Death Realm.

He suppressed his smugness and watched Shen Lang’s every move without blinking...

He saw Shen Lang suddenly chop down from the air. Spiritual Power, Sword Intent, and Thunder Power instantly tore through the air and extended outward.

It was a simple strike, yet his mind and intent were one, his intent and qi were one, his qi and power were one. The Sword Qi transformed into an incomparably sharp, destructive force, carving a horrifying gash over thirty feet long into the hard rock ground.

Afterward, his left hand chopped like a blade, his fist struck like a hammer, his elbow jabbed like a spear, and his leg swept like a whip. Every movement was incomparably fierce, yet as fluid and graceful as flowing water!

Every part of his body was a weapon. Every strike unleashed a blast of fierce, domineering wind.

And after attacking, Shen Lang’s feet would stagger backward like a drunkard’s. It looked clumsy, but he was actually unpredictable, advancing and retreating as he pleased!

"Damn it... that monster really is using the Death Realm to cultivate! His whole crazy act is just a pretense!" Xue Jingyuan roared in frustration and fury.

The entire crowd erupted in an uproar!

Even the eight King Martial Realm experts on the Flood Dragon looked shocked, their composed demeanors gone.

’A battle of Realms is mysterious and profound. If someone who hasn’t comprehended a Realm is enveloped by this Death Realm, victory and defeat are practically decided. To think that someone would actually cultivate within an enemy’s manifested Realm!’

’Inside the Death Realm, one might see an endless Sea of Blood that could shatter one’s spirit at any moment. Or one might encounter infinite Ghosts wanting to devour their flesh and swallow their bones. Once you’re drawn into the slaughter, it’s nearly impossible to escape. In the end, even if you retain your sanity, you’ll be completely unable to distinguish the Illusion Realm from reality. This boy has some nerve...’

’Even if he can tell the difference between illusion and reality, once his power is depleted and his spirit is exhausted, how will he ever escape the Death Realm? This boy... he’s truly impossible to figure out!’

’If he dares to do this, he must be confident. Could it be that he has also studied the Death Realm to some extent? But how is that possible? I just don’t get it. At such a young age, not only has he comprehended Sword Intent, but he also understands the Death Realm, and doesn’t even seem to take it seriously. He’s even using it to cultivate! A person like this is rare even among the Noble Families with legacies dating back to the Ancient Era!’

’More than rare, it’s completely unheard of!’

The eight King Martial Realm experts on the Flood Dragon continuously communicated via Divine Thought, each one utterly shocked.

The Jade Chariot remained silent. It seemed the great personage inside was also captivated by the scene.

And so, under everyone’s gaze, Shen Lang fell into a complete frenzy. Wherever his long blade pointed, thunder crashed. His Sword Qi was vast and unstoppable!

To outsiders, it just looked like Shen Lang was wildly attacking an empty patch of ground with his blade.

But what Shen Lang himself saw was completely different.

Before him were mountains of corpses and a raging Sea of Blood. An endless tide of Demon Corpses and skeletons surged forward.

The bloody stench was suffocating.

The negative emotions of tyranny, despair, and more that saturated the space could instantly break even a strong-willed Martial Artist!

It was in this very environment that Shen Lang fought with ever-increasing valor.

He pushed his Prison Guardian Blade Technique to the extreme, employing his bizarre Body Technique to weave in and out of the countless Demon Corpses and skeletons!

To outsiders, Shen Lang seemed to be growing more and more frantic, on the verge of a complete breakdown.

But Shen Lang’s state of mind was calmer than it had ever been!

What he was displaying wasn’t madness.

It was Battle Intent!

An indomitable Battle Intent that would press forward relentlessly, invincible in the face of a million-strong army!

Having inherited and fused with the War Emperor’s will, he had naturally also absorbed and fused with the War Emperor’s Battle Intent.

But there had never been an opportunity to awaken this Battle Intent so completely!

During his death match against Yuwen Huaji, Nalan Ziyun’s death had driven him into a half-crazed state. In that situation, there was only killing intent. The only thought in Shen Lang’s mind had been ’Kill Yuwen Huaji.’

But now was different. Facing the corrosion and stimulation of the Sea of Blood, as well as the endless skeletons and Demon Corpses, Shen Lang was instead suppressing the killing intent within him, preserving only his Battle Intent!