Invincible Divine Sword Chapter 2136: 24 Wings of Bright
Previously on Invincible Divine Sword...
"Master of the Three Realms!"
The Annihilating Heaven Demons and their companions shuddered in awe.
Their sovereign had ascended to command the Three Realms!
"Your Majesty!" The Blood Demon Old Monster's excitement nearly brought him to his knees.
With a gentle wave in the air, Yang Xiaotian lifted the Blood Demon Old Monster and the others upward.
He gave a nod and a warm smile to the group: "Indeed, I've fully integrated the Bright Heavenly Origin, claiming dominion over the Ancestor Dragon, Primordial Demon, and Bright Three Realms!"
Dominion over the Ancestor Dragon, Primordial Demon, and Bright Three Realms!
"Your Majesty is invincible!" The Abyss of Darkness cried out in thrill.
Who else across existence could seize mastery of the Three Realms?
Even a genius like the Master of the Holy Realm could only rule the Holy Realm alone, yet their Majesty had triumphed to lead the Ancestor Dragon, Primordial Demon, and Bright Three Realms!
What an extraordinary and breathtaking feat this represented.
"Your Majesty is invincible!" Rain Demon, Bloodthirsty Evil Demon, and the horde of Giant Demons all roared with fervor.
Yang Xiaotian grinned: "I haven't stepped into the Heavenly Dao Realm yet, so calling me invincible might be premature."
In this seclusion, his cultivation had reached the peak of the Saint Ancestor Tenth Layer, just shy of advancing to the Heavenly Dao Saint Realm.
Thus, true invincibility remained out of reach for now!
Star Storm Demon bared a toothy smile: "To us, Your Majesty stands as invincible already."
Yang Xiaotian laughed lightly, then asked about the latest developments in the Bright Heavenly Realm.
"Your Majesty slew the Son of the Holy Realm, and now the Master of the Holy Realm is hunting down suspects everywhere. Since Your Majesty possesses the Sun Holy Body, every member of the Sun God Tribe has been seized, much like the Bright Saint Clan, and cast into Cold Smoke Ancient City." Rain Demon spoke gravely: "Beyond the Sun God Tribe and Bright Saint Clan, the Holy Realm Academy's forces are rampaging wildly, snatching up anyone in sight."
"They seize anyone who catches their eye!"
"Chaos grips the Bright Heavenly Realm at present!"
Yang Xiaotian's face grew stern upon hearing this: "To Cold Smoke Ancient City we go immediately!"
"Your Majesty, word is the Master of the Holy Realm lingers in Cold Smoke Ancient City right now!" Rain Demon said with reluctance.
Heading there now would mean clashing head-on with the Master of the Holy Realm!
Learning of the Master of the Holy Realm's presence in Cold Smoke Ancient City, Yang Xiaotian's gaze hardened with determination: "All the more reason to head to Cold Smoke Ancient City!"
If confrontation with the Master of the Holy Realm was unavoidable, then let the clash begin!
For ages, he'd yearned to measure his power against the Master of the Holy Realm!
Having now merged the Bright Heavenly Origin and unified the Origins of the Three Realms, he burned to witness the might of the so-called supreme Realm Lord of the Eternal Realm.
Seeing Yang Xiaotian's unyielding resolve to charge toward Cold Smoke Ancient City, the group brimmed with battle eagerness and eager suspense.
This showdown promised to be the grandest spectacle spanning the heavens and myriad realms!
Long ago, the clash between Long Yi and the Master of the Holy Realm had stunned the eras, but Long Yi hadn't held the title of Ancestor Dragon Realm Master back then.
Yet today, their sovereign Yang Xiaotian reigned as the Master of the Three Realms!
Soon after, Yang Xiaotian departed for Cold Smoke Ancient City alongside Rain Demon and the rest.
Rather than relying on the Dragon Night Spaceship, Yang Xiaotian summoned the Ancient Heavenly Court to carry everyone through the skies.
The Ancient Heavenly Court stood as the mightiest artifact of the Bright Heavenly Realm and the ultimate flying vessel.
The assembly perched upon the palace rooftops of the Ancient Heavenly Court, which morphed into a streak of brilliant light, surging forward at astonishing velocity.
Fueled by the Bright Heavenly Realm's Origin Power, this supreme treasure of the Bright Heavenly Realm soared several times swifter than the Dragon Night within its domain.
As Cold Smoke Ancient City loomed closer, tension gripped Rain Demon, Abyss of Darkness, and the others.
After all, they now faced the Master of the Holy Realm, the unrivaled top of the Eternal Realm List!
The Eternal Realm Battlefield had been forged by the Creator Lord, who stayed aloof from the fray. With the Creator Lord absent, the pinnacle spot on the Eternal Realm List had forever belonged to the Master of the Holy Realm.
Even so, as the moment of facing the Master of the Holy Realm drew near, Yang Xiaotian stayed utterly composed. He kept devouring multiple Holy Fruits to further purify the Holy Power surging inside him.
"Your Majesty, Cold Smoke Ancient City draws near." While Yang Xiaotian honed his Holy Power to greater clarity within the Ancient Heavenly Court's palace, Rain Demon's call rang out from beyond.
Yang Xiaotian ceased his practice and stepped out from the palace.
Ahead stretched a vast mountain chain. Once the Ancient Heavenly Court bore them beyond the peaks, an enormous shadowy ancient city emerged on the sprawling plain below.
This shadowy ancient city was none other than Cold Smoke Ancient City.
Across the plain, black snow and rain poured down, while Cold Smoke Ancient City released a violet-black haze, clearly radiating intense frigidity.
At that instant, amid the howling winds and the bitterly frozen Cold Smoke Ancient City, countless specialists from the Bright Saint Clan and Sun God Tribe stood bound to icy pillars, lashed by the Holy Realm Academy's soldiers.
The Holy Power of the Bright Saint Clan and Sun God Tribe experts had been fully sealed, and the Holy Realm Academy's whips carried unique icy venom and soul-rending strikes, turning every strike into agony.
"Confess, where hides Yang Xiaotian!" Chen Mo, the elder ancestor of the Holy Realm Academy, flogged the Bright Saint Clan's leader and bellowed.
The Bright Saint Clan's leader, wracked by torment in body and spirit, fixed a fierce glare on his tormentors: "One day, His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor will surely come back. When he does, he'll slay you all with his own hands!"
"His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor?" Chen Mo sneered: "Still dreaming of the Bright Heavenly Emperor's return to the Bright Heavenly Realm? Hear this: the Bright Heavenly Emperor fell in glorious combat long ago! Even if the entire Bright Heavenly Realm perishes, he won't come back!"
The Bright Saint Clan's leader paled, shaking his head in denial: "No way! Our Heavenly Emperor lives on!"
"Lives on?" Chen Mo burst into mocking laughter: "In this cosmos, who besides the Creator Lord can swear immortality?"
"Even a legend like Long Yi met his end in battle—who would dare claim otherwise?!"
Despair washed over the Bright Saint Clan's leader and every Bright Saint Clan expert.
"No, our Heavenly Emperor endures!" The Bright Saint Clan specialists wailed in grief, tears streaming down some faces. For years, they'd withstood the Holy Realm Academy's cruel torments without breaking, but now, realizing their emperor might have perished, sobs overtook them all.
As Chen Mo opened his mouth to taunt further, a sudden awareness struck him; he whipped his head around to spot a figure in blue striding across the heavens.
This blue-robed figure bore the Wing of Bright on his back, gleaming with blinding radiance.
Spotting the Wing of Bright trailing the incoming figure, shock etched across Chen Mo's features, mirrored by Wu Chong and numerous Holy Realm Academy experts.
"The Twenty-four Bright Wings!" The Bright Saint Clan's leader and all his clansmen froze in disbelief.
Could they truly behold the Twenty-four Bright Wings?
Doubting their eyes, they looked again, confirming it was indeed the Twenty-four Bright Wings!
Astonishment seized everyone at the sight of the Twenty-four Bright Wings.
"It's Yang Xiaotian!"
Suddenly, a Holy Realm Academy expert shouted.
The dazzling glare from the Twenty-four Bright Wings had at first obscured Yang Xiaotian's face, but now it stood revealed.
When Chen Mo, Wu Chong, and the rest recognized the bearer of the Twenty-four Bright Wings as Yang Xiaotian, they reeled in shock.
Then, murderous fury surged through Chen Mo and his allies.
"Yang Xiaotian, you murdered our Saint Heir—now face your doom!" Chen Mo roared in rage, lunging wildly at Yang Xiaotian to seize him.