"ZU MIN, you little shithead!" Wan Shou roared, veins bulging on his forehead.
"You didn’t even notice that the fatty was in the enemy’s camp, and you still dare call yourself smart?!"
No one in recent mory had infuriated him as much as that fat bastard, who had turned out to be a traitor planted cleanly by the other party.
Wan Shou forced himself to take several deep breaths, barely managing to suppress the urge to kill soone on the spot.
Just then, Mo Wen arrived beside him, his expression grim in a way that imdiately set off alarm bells.
"I don’t think this is enough," Mo Wen said quietly.
"What do you an?" Wan Shou’s eyes narrowed.
"The avatar I fought, only displayed a fraction of the true body’s strength. If my analysis is correct, each clone projects a different aspect of the main body’s power." Mo Wen replied.
A chill crept into Wan Shou’s spine.
"Are you saying," he asked slowly,
"that he’s been playing with us this entire ti?"
Mo Wen shook his head.
"I don’t know if it’s play. But I do know this, I cannot defeat that human in my current state."
The words landed heavily.
Coming from Mo Wen, that was as close to an admission of helplessness as it got.
"I can attempt to manipulate his mind," Demoness Ya suggested, her voice calm and emotionless.
Ba Xia snorted lightly.
"That’s unlikely to work. If anything, it would just make things more embarrassing. For soone to control that many powerful clones, his ntal fortitude must be monstrous."
Silence fell.
Then Mo Wen exhaled sharply.
"For now, as his clones are neutralized we will kill him here and now, and where the hell is Sha Qi? Is he too scared to even show his face?!"
No one answered.
"Prepare the Grand Destruction Array," Mo Wen ordered at last.
The demons moved at once, scattering to carry out the command.
Yet as Mo Wen turned away, unease gnawed at him.
’Damn it,’ he thought.
’Why do I suddenly have such a bad feeling about this?’
***
Yu Xuan absorbed the droplets of self that had ford his personas.
One by one, they dissolved into him, circling his golden core like moons returning to their orbit.
He rose into the air.
Below, the demons were retreating fast, vanishing into the looming fortress.
Yu Xuan’s eyes glead as his sword ignited in a deep, bloody red.
Vast torrents of Qi poured into the blade, yet instead of rampaging, they settled into perfect harmony, intent and energy circulating as one.
Then Yu Xuan vanished.
He reappeared above the fortress, only for the fortress to move.
Not taphorically. Not defensively.
It moved.
The colossal structure broke apart with grinding thunder, each block separating cleanly, rotating, rearranging.
In an instant, the fortress ceased to be a building and beca a weapon, thousands of rune-inscribed blocks spiraling through the sky, enclosing Yu Xuan from every direction.
Each block was etched with sigils Yu Xuan did not recognize.
But he understood them.
Destruction.
Below, the small grey demon, Zu Min, stood with arms raised, eyes glowing faintly as innurable formation lines blood around him.
His innate affinity for arrays was on full display.
Simple blocks, yes but woven together into patterns of terrifying complexity.
A kill-zone.
Yu Xuan’s lips curled faintly.
He found an opportunity.
His right eye flared, intent surging outward as glowing characters – ancient and divine etched themselves into the air.
The Language of the Heavenly Gods.
With his sword, Yu Xuan carved the sa symbol into the void. Qi flooded the stroke in a violent surge, his hand trembling slightly under the strain.
When the two symbols collided, the one he drew and the one on the blocks.
BOOM.
Not an explosion, but a repulsion.
Invisible forces smashed together, the air itself shrieking as space distorted. Formation lines flickered and warped.
Below, Zu Min’s pupils constricted.
A crushing pressure slamd into his mind, and blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.
Yu Xuan’s spirit sense erupted outward, no longer formless.
It condensed into vast, spectral chains that lashed through the air, wrenching apart fortress blocks as they tried to close around him.
The seal faltered.
From below, the demons seized the mont.
Hundreds of attacks – beams, curses, blades of light, corrosive energies shot upward in a desperate attempt to drown him in firepower.
Yu Xuan raised one hand.
A colossal telekinetic field blood, stopping most of the attacks dead in the air. For the rest, Yu Xuan stepped into the flow of space itself, his physical pressure crashing down and crushing the techniques mid-flight.
Then, as if that still wasn’t enough.
The fortress blocks began to glow.
From every direction, terrifying beams of light erupted simultaneously, converging on Yu Xuan.
Below, Zu Min coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body shaking as he forced the formation beyond its limits.
High above, Yu Xuan stood at the center of converging annihilation – eyes cold, sword humming as destruction finally arrived.
Then his sword moved.
Not from one direction.
Not even from many.
It moved from everywhere.
The world tilted.
The heavens seed to lose their sense of up and down as Yu Xuan’s body itself erupted with Sixth-Level Sword Intent.
A true domain descended.
It did not crash down violently.
It unfolded.
Scarlet petals blood out of nothingness – delicate, beautiful and impossibly red.
Red flowers appeared across the sky, the earth, and the fortress blocks, each petal trembling with lethal intent.
Wherever they touched, space bled.
The flowers multiplied.
They bled.
And with every drop of crimson, sword intent intensified.
From Yu Xuan’s body, an imaginary sphere expanded outward swallowing the battlefield whole.
Light dimd. Sound vanished.
The world was drowned in red.
This was a true Sword Domain.
A realm where will overruled reality.
Where intent was law.
The fortress blocks stalled mid-attack.
Demons froze, their instincts screaming as sothing far beyond Tier, beyond cultivation, beyond reason gazed down upon them.
Above it all, Yu Xuan stood unmoving, sword lowered slightly, eyes reflecting a garden in which he stood now.
[Magic Swordsmanship of the Avalon Imperial Family]
Sword Domain — Garden of Death.
And within that garden
Everything learned how to die.
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