Volume 3 - Chapter 404: Imperial Might (Part 1)
With a single sword strike, he defeated thirty-four scions of noble clans!
On the battle platform, apart from the figure of the young man, no one else remained standing.
Immortal bodies were shattered, blood sprayed in every direction. That young man stood coldly amidst the carnage, a scene that left all the elite cultivators from the noble clans in attendance utterly stunned—silent and shaken.
Below the platform, the prodigies of the Jiang and Lin clans were frozen in disbelief. Never had they imagined this youth could unleash such a terrifying sword qi, or command such a domineering sword intent.
Even the members of the Su Clan were dumbfounded. Su Muqing, Su Wanqing, and Su Wanxue were all momentarily dazed. Was this real? The same fellow who constantly hovered around Su Muqing, always trying to please her just to cling to the Su Clan’s backing—he actually possessed such terrifying strength?
Though his power was nothing compared to theirs, within the first stage of the Immortal Sovereign Realm, his strength was absolute—crushing!
“Nine Sequences Origin…”
At the side, Su Qiyu, who had reached the peak of the tenth stage of the Immortal Sovereign Realm, was the first to recover. He froze briefly—this youth was only at the first stage, yet he already controlled the Nine Sequences Origin, and with no shallow attainments. Without a doubt… he likely possessed the Nine Sequences Nine Blossoms Immortal Seal!
Such an Immortal Seal was a testament to supreme talent, worthy of being a direct disciple to an Immortal Emperor!
A figure of this caliber would shine even in the talent-rich Northern Region—an existence equal to the Four Phoenixes of the Su Clan, equal to himself!
Moreover, Su Muqing had mentioned that this youth had only a century of soul lifespan… Su Qiyu’s expression shifted. He understood that his father never made rash decisions. If this youth could remain in the Su Clan and grow close to Su Muqing, it must have been with his father's consent. Now it was clear—his old man had seen through what they hadn’t.
“So strong… for a first-stage Immortal Sovereign!”
The two Immortal Sovereigns at the peak stage, standing beside Immortal King Tan, were both visibly shaken, their expressions turning solemn.
No wonder he could sit beside the members of the Su Clan.
On the battle platform, Li Hao swept his gaze around. The silver sword qi in his hand dispersed like frost. He raised his head slightly and asked:
“Does this qualify me to harvest the Immortal Aura Purple Osmanthus?”
His voice broke the silence. Immortal King Tan came to his senses and nodded. “It does.”
As he spoke, he withdrew the array barrier.
Seeing this, Li Hao lifted his foot—but instead of stepping into the pool of blood ahead, he instant-shifted at the moment of descent, appearing gracefully beside the prayer mat below the platform, landing as gently as a breeze, sitting down with ease.
It was only then that the many stunned scions of the noble clans snapped back to reality, and a wave of shocked murmuring erupted.
Countless eyes locked onto Li Hao, staring at this youth with horror and awe.
One sword had defeated thirty-four geniuses—and judging from his calm demeanor, he hadn’t even gone all out!
Unrivaled in his realm!
This was true domination—an overwhelming show of supremacy!
“So strong! That guy is incredible!”
“No wonder he dares to pursue Su Muqing. Just a first-stage Immortal Sovereign, yet already so terrifying. I’m at the third stage and I doubt I could take that strike!”
“This guy… he must be another peak-tier monster. When the Four Phoenixes of the Su Clan reach the same stage, I wonder who’ll come out on top!”
“Where did this guy come from? I’ve never heard of him. Judging by that technique, he must’ve already crushed his peers back in the True Immortal Realm!”
Many whispered to one another, their gazes filled with a newfound gravity. None dared underestimate Li Hao anymore.
These words fell into the ears of Su Muqing and the others. Su Muqing’s expression shifted, her brows knitting tightly.
She had already sensed Li Hao’s talent before. But these others didn’t know. Though Li Hao had extraordinary talent… his Dao Heart was shallow.
With such gifts, he could have soared as a true dragon—yet he clung to the Su Clan, painting and playing chess, unwilling to truly cultivate. He was relying solely on her clan’s foundation to rise.
“This guy…”
The trace of shock in Su Wanxue’s eyes faded as she looked toward Li Hao sitting not far away. Her expression grew serious. She no longer underestimated him.
No wonder Father had once considered marrying her—or Wanqing—to him. His talent truly could match theirs.
And when you factored in his soul lifespan… they couldn’t compare. Even the Imperial Prince paled in comparison!
“Your swordsmanship is incredible. You have the Nine Blossoms Nine Sequences Immortal Seal too, don’t you?”
Su Wanqing sat beside Li Hao. Watching him return, her eyes lit up slightly. She asked softly.
Incredible? Li Hao shook his head slightly. To avoid drawing too much attention, he hadn’t even used the Five Absolutes Imperial Sword. That strike had been at most thirty percent of his strength.
Seeing Li Hao remain silent, Su Wanqing assumed he was tacitly admitting it. She immediately recalled what he had said earlier—that he was going to harvest the Immortal Aura Purple Osmanthus for her?
She glanced at the violet blossoms on the sword pond, then suddenly thought of something and turned toward Su Muqing. Her gaze became hesitant.
“You’ve earned the right to harvest the Immortal Aura Purple Osmanthus. If you give it to Sister Muqing, she’ll definitely treat you better.”
Su Wanqing spoke to Li Hao via voice transmission. She didn’t say it aloud. If she were seen coaxing Li Hao into action, Su Muqing might take it the wrong way.
Li Hao sensed the girl’s careful consideration. His gaze remained calm. “It’s fine,” he replied.
Su Wanqing blinked, unsure what he meant by “it’s fine.”
She glanced at Li Hao again, seeing him just like before—quietly watching Su Muqing. She couldn’t help but smile wryly to herself. Right. There was no need for her to meddle. Of course he’d give it to Sister Muqing.
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