The Empress's No.1 Lackey-Chapter 324 - 277, Zhao Douan: I Have a Sword, Open the Heavens! (7000-Word Grand - )_4

He silently calculated that if he blocked one more ray of Buddha Light, he would lose the ability to fight again!

"Mr. Zhao!"

On the stands, the court officials were shocked; the situation had unexpectedly reversed in the blink of an eye. The strength of the little monk's third eye was tremendous.

Even though the "World" realm's mana was divided into rays of Buddha Light and fired off in succession, it still couldn't defeat Zhao Douan!

"Is this Tianhai's trump card? How can he possibly wield..."

Xue Shence's face changed slightly, clearly sensing that the power contained in the vertical pupil was not that of the "Divine Command" realm.

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"World! The vertical pupil contains the mana of the Worldly Realm!"

Ma Yan blurted out, his face turning extremely ugly.

Worldly Realm... Both Mo Zhaorong and Xu Junling turned pale. They might not understand cultivation, but that did not mean they didn't understand what this implied.

"Surrender!"

Eunuch Hai's eyelids twitched as he whispered a secret transmission, forcefully sending these two words directly into Zhao Douan's ears.

"My dear!" In the area reserved for noble ladies, You Jinhua finally lost her composure and stood up, letting out a mournful cry.

Beside her, Zhao Pan also clenched her teeth. She might not understand cultivation, but she could see the one-sided overwhelming pressure on the stage!

In an instant,

Countless gazes from around the arena focused on the small monk, who judged like a deity.

They saw the struggling, almost kneeling Zhao Douan, pushed to the edge of the arena—his inferiority was evident!

...

Deep inside the Heavenly Master Mansion,

Xu Zhenguan rose abruptly upon seeing this scene, turning urgently toward the Old Heavenly Master. The Empress looked worried, quickly saying,

"Please, Heavenly Master, intervene and stop this battle."

As the Emperor of Great Yu, she could not recklessly show up and interfere.

But at this moment, as a neutral party, Zhang Yan Yi could.

However, the Old Heavenly Master glanced at the seemingly struggling Zhao in the light screen, then said,

"Your Majesty, please be patient, let's watch a little longer."

"Master Heavenly, I..."

Zhang Yan Yi smiled lightly, his tone filled with immense confidence:

"Your Majesty, do you not trust this old man? Set your worries aside. If this Zhao lad gets into trouble outside my Heavenly Master Mansion, then I, this 'Heavenly Master', might as well resign."

"...This."

Xu Zhenguan calmed down and eventually sat back down, but when she looked at the water screen again, she froze because Zhao Douan had once again closed his eyes.

...

"Old Xu, are you saying you're giving me this sword?" Inside an inn under the green mountains.

The setting sun's light streamed in through the open window, accompanied by the breeze from the East Sea.

Zhao Douan cradled the Taia Sword, his expression peculiar:

"Stop joking, don't think I'm clueless; the Taia Sword was clearly your coronation sword, a remarkable Divine Weapon.

Well... Though it definitely can't match the treasures like the Heavenly Book from the Heavenly Master Mansion, it's still not something I can take.

Moreover, that represents the Xu family dynasty, just like the imperial seal, can you just give it away? Stop fooling me."

He wasn't sure if the Old Xu in front of him could understand his rant.

But he was pretty sure the "Martial God Map" recorded a modified version of a documentary that was concocted by the Great Yu Grand Ancestor in his old age, reflecting on his earlier life.

That's why it contained so many logical bugs, such as how incredibly powerful Old Xu was in the desert and the snowy plains—actually mirroring the late-life of the Grand Ancestor Emperor.

But when it came to the East Sea, Martial Emperor City, and stepping onto the green mountain, the Old Xu here reverted to his younger self, the true value of his martial prowess.

As for the Taia Sword, which shouldn't exist in this era, it was yet another product of a logical bug.

"Hehe, you can't take it now, but if you can gain its recognition or inherit my Dragon Essence outside, then you can carry it."

Old Xu said nonchalantly.

"Is it... Did you only tell me this, or did you say it to everyone who entered the Martial God Map..." Zhao Douan weakly retorted.

He was a bit panicked.

Because he had indeed inherited Old Xu's Dragon Essence, along with his lifelong achievement of becoming half a Martial God.

Old Xu ignored him, got up from the bath, dried off, dressed, and said:

"Come with me."

"Where to..."

"Taking you to see the sea."

Zhao Douan was startled; he then remembered that back on the snowy plains, Xu had mentioned he would take him to see it.

But after arriving in the small town, he had never left the place.

So... is it because I am finally going to finish the "Martial God Map"? Is it like the final scene in a game?

Zhao Douan wildly speculated, holding the Taia Sword, and followed Xu out of the inn, heading towards the green mountain in the face of the sunset.

On the way, Zhao Douan looked around at the scenery and discussed with him,

"Well... if you really agree to give the sword to me, it's not impossible... but it's indeed difficult; your Xu family's descendants definitely won't agree to give the treasure to an outsider, right?"

"So, I have a small suggestion. What if I become your Xu family's son-in-law? Wouldn't that make me a family member, and wouldn't that be following the rules? That way, your promise could be fulfilled, and then your descendants would probably accept it pinching their noses..."

Zhao Douan muttered to himself the whole way, but Xu completely ignored him.

"Hey, Xu, did you notice the sun isn't setting?"

Zhao Douan finally sensed something wrong.

The world seemed to have stopped at this moment, the sunset forever frozen in the scene hanging in the sky.

The people in town had also disappeared.

When Xu led him to climb the green mountain, he found there were no living creatures on the mountain either.

The whole world was silent, like a puppet show that had suddenly stopped.

Only two men, one large, one small, huffing and puffing, not knowing how long it had been, finally reached the mountain peak.

They arrived at a cliff on the mountaintop.

The cliff was deserted, the golden sunset behind them, and in front, the boundless East Sea.

Zhao Douan, exhausted, sat on the ground, holding the sword, panting, breathing in the sea breeze, like a dog with its tongue out:

"Well, quite a vast sea. I see it, what's next?"

Zhao Douan's emotions stabilized, unlike the people in this world; in his past life, he had seen more than just the sea, he had taken planes, ascended to the sky... so he lacked some awe.

He was more concerned about what Xu was really up to.

Beside him, with disheveled hair and beard, the emperor-sized Great Yu Grand Ancestor watched the East Sea, sea breeze lifting his wildly untamed black hair.

Slapping it on his shoulder.

Xu, with weathered eyes, looked at the endless sea and loudly said,

"I'll teach you a swordsmanship technique. I'll only demonstrate once."

Zhao Douan quickly perked up, stood up, and with both hands, presented the Taia Sword.

Xu grabbed the Taia with a big hand, without any stance of a master or a pose to gather power, and casually said,

"Watch carefully; learn as much as you can."

He paused, then slowly uttered the name of the sword technique,

"Opening the Heavens."

The next second, Xu swung the sword towards the vast East Sea, all the dust and sweat from traveling thousands of miles through the world infused into this one strike.

Silently, with the sword pointing as the center, the sea parted to both sides, billions of tons of water rising on both sides like towering walls.

Revealing a narrow strip of the sea bed.

A sword opened the heavens, a sword split the sea.

Zhao Douan stood with the sun at his back, stunned by the scene.

Snapping back to reality, he saw Xu smiling at him from the side, his lips moving as if he said something, then, like a bubble, he vanished.

On the green mountain cliff, only Zhao Douan remained, holding the sword.

...

On the arena.

Zhao Douan opened his eyes, looking into the distance, feet suspended off the ground, hands together in prayer, resembling the deity-like Tian Hai as the Ksitigarbha.

In Tianhai's brows, pupil erect, Buddha Light like thunderstorm nectar crazily converging, as if about to burst forth the next second.

However...

Zhao Douan just calmly handed over the Taia Sword.

Lips quivering, he slowly enunciated:

"Opening the Heavens!"

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