Chapter 151: The Sword That Cleaved the Heavenly Secret Realm
Chapter 151: The Sword That Cleaved the Heavenly Secret Realm
The Sword That Cleaved the Heavenly Secret Realm
The target was clear.
That heaven-defying existence sealed within the Cloud Spiritual Exiliar.
The heavens wanted him dead.
The thunder wanted him erased.
Every bolt contained enough destructive power to annihilate ordinary Stellar Sovereign experts.
The thunderous roar spread across countless kilometers.
Mountains shook.
The earth trembled.
Even the surrounding experts felt their souls shudder.
But then—
SHING—!!
A sword light appeared.
It illuminated everything.
For one breathtaking instant, it looked as though the very origin of heaven and earth had been drawn from the blade.
The Great Laws of World surrounding the Sword Principle descended from the heavens.
The beauty of that single strike was so overwhelming that all living things fell silent.
The world stopped.
The thunder stopped.
Even the wind seemed to forget how to move.
It was like a scene captured inside a painting.
And then—
The sword cut the painting itself in two.
BOOM—!!
The sword light swept upward.
Everything beneath it was extinguished.
It contained the cycles of heaven and earth.
The birth and destruction of all things.
The rise and fall of countless ages.
Even the Ten Thousand Tribulation Clouds were destroyed by that single strike.
The terrifying thunder pool split apart.
The dark clouds were cleaved.
Lightning scattered like broken chains.
And the inheritance Heavenly Secret Realm itself was split open.
Silence.
Absolute silence.
The surrounding Stellar Sovereign experts stood frozen.
Some of them had lost the strength in their legs and collapsed directly onto the ground.
Their faces were pale.
Their mouths hung slightly open.
No one knew what to say.
Finally, one trembling voice broke through the silence.
"An External Sword Heart... Patriarch Salvatore is a Sword Emperor!!!"
Another expert stared at Victor as though looking at a monster.
"An External Sword Heart has formed! Unless he falls, he has already obtained the ticket to the supreme Principle of the Sword!"
A third person’s voice trembled.
"Such a heaven-defying being truly exists in this world!!"
The words spread through the gathered experts.
Shock.
Fear.
Awe.
None of them dared to approach Victor.
Compared to everyone else’s reaction, however, Alaric saw something far more terrifying.
He stood motionless.
His body was trembling.
The light in his eyes slowly faded.
He had seen it.
When Victor unleashed that sword, his spiritual senses had barely managed to glimpse the depths of Victor’s foundation.
His star sea.
Endless stars.
An ocean of stars stretching beyond imagination.
And every single star—
Was directly touched by the Great Laws of World.
Alaric’s lips parted.
A bitter smile appeared.
A single star containing the aura of the Great Laws of World had already destroyed his Lunar Saint Realm.
And Victor possessed countless such stars.
How could he possibly fight?
How could anyone fight?
This was not an opponent.
This was an existence standing on an entirely different level.
Such a heaven-defying existence was not something they could ever hope to provoke.
THUD!!
Alaric suddenly descended to his knees in the sky.
His knees struck against the invisible void.
His head lowered.
His voice was filled with genuine reverence.
"Patriarch Salvatore, you are a being of heaven. Opposing the Salvatore Family was never mine or Bluestone imperial family’s wish... I only ask that my death be enough to grant my Bluestone family a chance..."
The final words left his mouth.
His aura vanished.
The frost surrounding his body scattered.
The moon behind him completely disappeared.
His body fell from the sky.
A Lunar Saint expert had taken his own life to appease Victor’s wrath.
He had begged for a single chance for the Bluestone Family.
And yet—
Victor did not even spare him a glance.
His eyes drifted toward the sky above Red Cliff Mountain.
The space there had been torn apart by his sword.
Within the enormous rift, darkness churned.
Then a figure slowly emerged.
A young man dressed in black robes stepped through the shattered void.
His appearance was youthful.
His black hair moved gently behind him.
His gray eyes carried a strange depth, as though countless years of slumber had left traces within them.
The young man slowly walked toward Victor.
He stopped some distance away.
There was a faint bewilderment in his expression as he studied the man standing before him.
After a brief hesitation, he finally spoke.
"Are you... the Patriarch of our Salvatore clan?"
"Indeed."
Victor looked at the young man.
A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
The youth immediately lowered his head.
"Patriarch above, I am Norman Salvatore."
His voice carried obvious reverence.
Victor’s curiosity was piqued.
"How did you recognize me?"
Norman answered without hesitation.
"As one of the Salvatore bloodline, I can naturally sense the Patriarch’s pressure."
The moment those words were spoken, the surrounding experts felt their throats go dry.
They looked at Norman.
Then at Victor.
Their minds struggled to process what they were witnessing.
This was a being who had slumbered inside the Cloud Spiritual Exiliar since ancient times.
A mysterious existence who had survived from an era so distant that most people could not even imagine it.
And now—
He was bowing respectfully before the Salvatore Family patriarch.
Could it be...
Was the Salvatore Family an ancient bloodline passed down from the distant past?
The possibility sent chills through their hearts.
That would explain everything.
Only an ancient bloodline could produce such terrifying prodigies.
Only an ancient bloodline could possess such unfathomable foundations.
Victor paid no attention to the thoughts of the surrounding experts.
His gaze remained on Norman.
Then, silently, he activated the Eternal Legacy System.
A translucent screen appeared before his eyes.
Only Victor could see it.
[Eternal Legacy System: Heavenly Demonic Being... A descendant of the Salvatore Family has been detected.]
Victor’s eyes narrowed slightly.
The information unfolded before him.
[Name: Norman Salvatore]
[Destiny: Red]
[Comprehension: Freak]
[Talent: Freak]
[Cultivation: None]
[Constitution: Heavenly Demonic Body]
[Heavenly Demonic Body: God or demon, in a single thought. Innately perceives the Great Laws of World. All techniques—both divine and demonic—dwell within the heart.]
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