Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 610 - 584: Injuring the Path - Part 1
"ROAR!"
Enduring the torment of heavenly fire consuming his body, Qin Wudao roared to the sky, veins bulging all over him as he unleashed another sword strike, extinguishing the heavenly fire that spanned hundreds of thousands of miles.
However, after that strike, the power of fortune and belief within him had evaporated by a tenth.
"Huff, huff..."
Qin Wudao panted heavily, his spine still ramrod straight, his eyes radiating a chilling coldness, though his heart felt a touch heavy.
Just as the Great Dao had said, the power of his army’s soul, the power of fortune, and the power of belief could not sustain him in a prolonged battle. Once depleted, he would be utterly defenseless.
"Xuanyuan Sword, third unsealing!"
After a moment’s rest, Qin Wudao gritted his teeth, deciding to take a gamble.
Until now, the only time he had unsealed two layers of the Xuanyuan Sword was during his confrontation with the Great Dao, aided by the power of the Dao Seal. That had been his absolute limit. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
The third seal!
He faintly sensed that he could only unlock the third seal by surpassing the True Immortal Realm.
BOOM!
The Xuanyuan Sword trembled.
A terrifying suction force erupted, completely draining Qin Wudao of his internal power.
This suction even used Qin Wudao’s body as a conduit to absorb the power of the Great Qin Saint’s Court.
The soldiers of the Azure Dragon Army, White Tiger Army, Bei Wei Army, and Heavenly Earth Evil Army turned pale, the Spiritual Energy within their bodies uncontrollably surging into the Xuanyuan Sword.
Despite this, all the soldiers remained calm, without a hint of worry.
They firmly believed that His Majesty would not harm them!
Not only the soldiers, but every citizen of the Great Qin Saint’s Court who had raised their right hand felt a drawing power, absorbing the energy from their bodies.
"AH!"
In a small village in the southern part of the East Border, a young boy sensed the energy draining from his body and screamed in fright, about to lower his right hand.
"Don’t move!"
Beside the boy stood an old woman with silver hair and a wrinkled face. Her cultivation was not high; she had just broken into the Transcendent Realm. She scolded him sharply.
This left the boy looking bewildered.
"His Majesty is facing a foreign enemy and is borrowing our strength!"
"We, the people of the Great Qin, live in peace and prosperity thanks to His Majesty’s protection!"
"Even you, boy, able to enter the academy and achieve Nirvana Realm cultivation at such a young age, should be grateful for His Majesty’s sagacity!"
The old woman raised her head, looking at Qin Wudao—so distant in the heavens, yet seemingly close enough to touch—her face filled with reverence as she earnestly instructed the boy.
"I was wrong!"
After hearing the old woman’s words, the boy looked ashamed and raised his right hand high.
Scenes like this were not uncommon.
Except for a few citizens of the Great Qin who lowered their hands, the rest kept their right hands raised high, their eyes resolute, standing with Qin Wudao in battle.
Across the nation, hundreds of millions of citizens were united as one!
An unceasing stream of energy flowed into the Xuanyuan Sword.
"ROAR!"
Suddenly, a dragon’s cry thundered, echoing between heaven and earth.
A golden dragon’s head, tens of thousands of feet in size, emerged from the sword’s tip. Its two horns, each several thousand feet long, pierced the sky as if to tear through the firmament.
It was hard to imagine how colossal the golden dragon would be if it fully materialized.
Even Qin Wudao was startled.
RUMBLE!
With the golden dragon’s appearance, heaven and earth fell silent.
The storms born from the fierce battle subsided into gentle breezes.
The vast primeval continent itself seemed to shrink at this moment, trembling as if invaded by a force from a higher dimension. In the unseen void, the world could still be heard wailing, terrified and helpless...
"A weapon spirit?"
"How is this possible?"
"How are you worthy of such a powerful war sword?"
The Great Dao cried out in horror.
Gazing at the Xuanyuan Sword, from which the dragon’s head emerged, its blood-red eyes showed utter disbelief, mingled with a thread of confusion.
Weapons capable of birthing a weapon spirit were, without exception, mighty armaments from the myriad heavens and worlds, possessing the power to shatter realms and obliterate stars.
Even a mere ripple of their power could destroy the ’Mortal Realm’!
What it couldn’t comprehend was how such a potent weapon had ended up in Qin Wudao’s hands.
"SLASH!"
Qin Wudao offered no explanation. His imperial might erupted around him as he wielded the Xuanyuan Sword, slashing down with all his strength.
BOOM!
A golden Sword Qi tore through the air.
Like a world-shattering strike, it cleaved the raging heavenly fire in two.
The flames dissipated, revealing the Eye of the Great Dao suspended in mid-air. A sword gash appeared on the blood-red eyeball, from which crystalline Dao power, like celestial dew or ambrosia, dripped and hung in the Heavenly Universe.
This strike had wounded the Great Dao!
"The heavenly fire has vanished!"
Beyond the East Border, numerous powerful figures, their hearts pounding with anxiety, once again strained their eyes to see the outcome. Who had won, and who had lost?
Was it the Great Dao? Or was it Qin Wudao?
"This..."
Within the Eternal Temple, ’Catastrophe’ looked up, his pupils shrinking violently, his face contorting in shock as if he had witnessed something truly terrifying.
His master! The great and exalted, the supreme and mighty Great Dao... was actually injured?
Hun Tian Di, the ten great elders, and the masters of the various branch temples were all silent, their expressions complex.
"Eh, he actually wounded the Great Dao?"
On a peak of Immortality Mountain, Jade Venerable, who had been utterly dejected, now found his eyes wide, his heart leaping as he saw a renewed hope for victory.
"Terrifying!"
In the Nine Heavens Saint’s Court, Dongfang Wendao stood before a mystic mirror. Watching the young, heroic Qin Wudao, he sighed, a sense of his own decline washing over him.
He was old! This world now belonged to the young! The future was a tempest of change, and the Nine Heavens Saint’s Court had already been the first to be eliminated. In the world of Martial Artists, to not advance was to fall behind! There was a time when the Nine Heavens Saint’s Court was the foremost Saint’s Court on the continent, ranked among the top five. But now, it had been relegated to a mere supporting role. Whether it was the Eternal Temple, Immortality Mountain, the Great Qin Saint’s Court, or even the defeated Buddhism—all possessed the strength to crush the Nine Heavens Saint’s Court.
「At the summit of the East Border.」
The world was silent. The Eye of the Great Dao blinked, still reeling in shock.
It was injured? This was the first time it had been wounded since its birth. Even in the ancient ’War to Punish the Heavens,’ it had not been harmed; it had merely lost power due to the destruction of the continent’s source.
So, I can feel pain too! the Great Dao murmured to itself.
This battle had not only shattered its pride but also demolished its indomitable self-confidence.
The waves of pain pierced deep into its core. Alongside overwhelming rage, there was also endless terror.
"The heavens are not invincible!"
Qin Wudao stood, sword in hand, his body blackened, his clothes tattered, resembling a refugee fleeing famine. Yet, the aura he exuded still commanded respect.
At his side, the Heavenly Dao began to expand its territory wildly.
Boundless light swept out, expelling the Great Dao.
By the time the Great Dao reacted, it found it had already lost control over most of the East Border.
"FIGHT!" Qin Wudao roared.
"FIGHT!" Over one hundred million soldiers of Great Qin roared, their morale soaring like a rainbow.
"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT..." Billions of Great Qin citizens bellowed, their voices like thunder, shaking the Heavenly Universe.
At this moment, all the experts in the region’s four borders gazed up at the sky, awaiting the Great Dao’s response.
Simultaneously, this was also the most agonizing moment for the Great Dao.







