Son, Put Your Father To The Test (FF)

"Well…"

Zhou Mo hesitated for a moment.

Then he figured that it wasn't much of a secret and that revealing it wouldn't hurt, so he spoke honestly.

"Our Zhou family's strongest known expert is a Saint-level, Tier 9 ancestor, who is technically my great-great-great-great-grandfather. He's over a thousand years old."

Qin Chuan caught the implication and asked further, "And in secret?"

"Perhaps, maybe, there's one or two Heavenly Saints in the shadows. But if they are around, they wouldn't be above Tier 3, otherwise, we wouldn't just be a second-rate family."

Zhou Mo answered uncertainly.

Hearing this, Qin Chuan gained a deeper sense of caution regarding the Eastern Domain.

Even a second-rate family had Heavenly Saints. The Eastern Domain truly was a place filled with hidden powerhouses, a place with unfathomable depths.

Heavenly Saints!

Essentially, they were an extension of the Saint-level.

Heavenly Saints were a special state beyond Saint-level Tier 9, serving as a transitional phase between the Saint level and the Realm King level.

The gap between the Saint and Realm King levels was so vast that no one could make the leap directly; they needed a long, gradual transition.

A Saint-level, Tier 9 expert with nine glowing halos in their Dao Palace could sit within their palace, meditating on the laws of the universe. Once they comprehended a law, they could ascend to become a Heavenly Saint.

Heavenly Saints were divided into nine tiers, with each additional law learned advancing them by one tier.

However, most Realm Kings ascended once they comprehended the five elemental laws—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

The five elements in harmony could create worlds!

The foundation of the Realm King level lay in using these laws to create an inner world, allowing boundless energy to flow, granting immense power.

Interestingly, if a cultivator comprehended laws outside of the five elements, it would become much harder to become a Realm King.

The more laws one understood, the harsher the tribulation they would face. Even mastering just six laws was enough to doom most who attempted the Realm King ascension!

In most cases:

If a cultivator grasped two non-elemental laws before mastering all five elements, they were essentially blocked from the Realm King level. Their highest aspiration would be to become a Nine-Tier Heavenly Saint.

Still, even the highest-tier Heavenly Saint was but an ant before a Realm King.

Boom—

Suddenly, the sky shattered as dark clouds were blown apart. A surge of overwhelming demonic energy erupted from the horizon, sweeping across the land like a tidal wave.

Wherever it passed, the world seemed to lose its color!

Darkness engulfed the earth.

"What is that?!"

"Demonic energy! It's terrifying!"

"It's coming closer, it's coming!"

The disciples of the Seven Martial Sect were in shock, and even the elders turned pale.

The sheer malevolent force carried by the demonic aura left them paralyzed with fear, unable to muster the will to resist.

It felt like the end of the world!

"Kekekeke…"

A sinister laugh echoed from the demonic energy, causing everyone's hair to stand on end and filling their hearts with dread.

"It's that demon! He's here!!"

Zhou Mo screamed in terror, his face turning deathly pale as he trembled uncontrollably, quickly hiding behind Qin Chuan.

"Hmph, stop acting mysterious!"

Qin Chuan snorted coldly and slapped the air with his palm.

Whoosh!

A golden whirlwind erupted from his hand, sweeping across the sky.

The overwhelming demonic energy was instantly blown backward and dissolved like snow in a furnace.

A figure cloaked in pitch-black flames appeared in the sky—a young man with gray skin, handsome yet cold and wicked, like a corpse dug up from a grave.

"Kekekeke, seems there's a skilled one here."

The raspy voice came from his lips, and his gaze locked onto Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, calmly asking, "What business do you have at the Seven Martial Sect?"

"I want someone!"

The demon laughed darkly, his voice dripping with malice. "You have a little brat named Qin Zi here. I'll give you three days to hand him over, or I'll slaughter every last one of you!"

"Qin Zi isn't in the sect."

Qin Chuan replied without emotion.

"Heh, it doesn't matter if he's here or not. Spread the word, and he'll show up on his own… If not, kekeke, I'll make sure rivers of blood flow here!"

The demon sneered.

Qin Chuan looked at him calmly and said, "There's no need for such theatrics. While Qin Zi isn't here, his father is."

"Then bring him out!"

The demon waved his hand with arrogance, brimming with a sense of superiority.

Qin Chuan shook his head and smiled faintly. "There's no need… I am his father."

"What?!"

The demon's expression froze for a split second, but by then, Qin Chuan had already made his move.

With a thought, the Hell Suppression Cauldron materialized before him. He punched the cauldron with immense force.

Clang—

The cauldron shook violently, glowing red-hot as it shot toward the demon like a fiery meteor.

"How dare you!"

Sensing the terrifying power coming his way, the demon's face twisted in anger. A black stone staff appeared in his hand, which he thrust forward.

Boom!

A muffled sound echoed as the burning cauldron clashed against the staff, but the cauldron's impact sent ripples of force through the air, pushing against the demon's body in relentless waves.

Sizzle!

The next moment, the black stone staff began to glow red-hot as if catching fire, with the heat rapidly spreading down its length.

"Get lost!"

The demon quickly let go of the staff and punched its end, sending it flying while a dazzling golden light burst from its tip like a blooming flower, knocking the cauldron away.

"Slash!"

At that moment, a towering sword light descended from the sky, crashing down on the demon.

Reacting instantly, the demon grabbed the stone staff and held it above his head, creating a bridge in the sky.

Boom!

The massive sword light collided with the staff, and a shockwave of tremendous force rippled through the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Within a thousand-mile radius, every mountain on the same level as the shockwave was sliced clean through!

Despite the fearsome power of the attack, the demon managed to withstand it. He held the staff aloft, his body sinking only half a meter under the strain.

"Heh, now it's my turn!"

With a chilling grin, the demon roared, "Endless Shadow of the Abyss!"

Whoosh!

Countless shadowy figures erupted from his body, clawing their way toward Qin Chuan.

"Petty tricks."

Qin Chuan scoffed. Nine dragon-like shadows surged out from his body, coiling through the air, tearing apart the demonic shadows with ease!

But the dragons didn't stop there. They shot straight toward the demon, crashing into him.

Splat!!

The immense force struck the demon, causing him to cough up black blood as he was sent flying backward.

Clang!

In a flash, Qin Chuan moved. The Qinglian Sword danced through the air, and around him, ethereal shadows of the lotus appeared, each radiating with a razor-sharp aura.

With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a sweeping strike.

Slash! Slash! Slash!

The lotus shadows blurred and merged, pouring their essence into a single, devastating sword strike that radiated overwhelming power!

Whoosh!

The sword light soared through the air like an unstoppable tidal wave, spanning the horizon in a brilliant arc.

"Blood Demon Shield!"

The demon reacted quickly, crossing his arms in front of him and summoning a crimson shield.

Clang!!

The sword collided with the shield, sending a screeching sound through the air. Then, a cracking sound followed.

Crack…

A jagged fissure appeared on the crimson shield, and wisps of sword energy seeped through, like ink spreading in water.

"Break!"

Qin Chuan's right arm bulged with muscle as he gripped the sword and threw it forward, charging alongside it.

Ding!!

The Qinglian Sword turned into a streak of light, driving itself deep into the crack, piercing two feet through the shield.

The gleaming sword tip stopped just an inch short of the demon's chest!

In the next moment, Qin Chuan arrived, his fist slamming into the sword hilt, driving it that last inch forward...

Splat!!

The sword plunged into the demon's body, sending black blood spraying everywhere.