As Jason Ji led three thousand Eastern Imperial Guards out of Ancient Luoyang, the events within the city spread throughout the Sacred Tang Empire at lightning speed. News of Jason's feat quickly became the hottest topic across the continent.
"What? A young man at the peak of innate power managed to defeat the Eastern Royal Family's second young lady, a star realm warrior?" The leaders of countless sects initially scoffed at this rumor, dismissing it. Cross-boundary battles were common enough among their top disciples, who often challenged and defeated opponents beyond their level. But to cross such a major boundary and win—now that was unheard of. Besides, his opponent was none other than Livia Dong, who bore the Phoenix Physique and had successfully ascended to the star realm, nearing legendary status.
However, the skepticism faded with the release of another message from Heaven's Mystery Pavilion, the foremost intelligence network in the land. The Pavilion announced that Livia Dong, previously ranked seventh on the Azure Sky Ranking, was now placed third. Moreover, the mysterious youth, Jason Ji, was named the new top talent on the list.
The Azure Sky Ranking, curated by the saintly elder known as the Heaven's Mystery Elder, listed only the top one hundred talents under thirty, recognizing those who had achieved the star realm. This ranking was one of the most esteemed across the continent, distinguishing only the most outstanding young talents.
When the Heaven's Mystery Elder personally confirmed Jason's victory over Livia Dong and his use of the legendary Immortal Slayer Sword, an uproar swept through the entire continent. The long-lost sword, now in the hands of a young prodigy—could it be that Jason Ji was the destined Swordmaster? With such a weapon in his grasp, it was no wonder he could defeat those of higher realms.
In the Grand Hall of the Haoran Alliance, the leader, Shawn Xie, commanded the alliance's elders and disciples sternly, "Within three hours, I want every detail on this youth!"
On the Misty Peak, a tall, ethereal woman dressed in white stood silently with her sword, gazing at the setting sun. Suddenly, she drew her blade and struck fiercely toward the horizon, the dazzling sword light outshining the sunset. She murmured, "Three years… Once I settle things with Ethan Ye, I'll find out what kind of man could defeat Livia Dong."
In the Evil Valley, the leader of the Ten Wicked Men, Snow Demon Yifeng, looked at the reddening sky and said, "Another era has dawned. The Immortal Slayer Swordmaster? Fascinating."
Elsewhere, in the Dark Sect, the Evil Emperor spoke to his handsome, devilish disciple, "It's time for you to descend the mountain. The Immortal Slayer Sword must be mine."
"What if he refuses, Master?" his disciple asked with a sly grin.
"If he refuses? Kill him," the Evil Emperor replied coldly.
"Gladly," the disciple chuckled.
Meanwhile, monks draped in robes quietly descended their temples, and veiled saintesses with swords on their backs stepped into the mortal realm. Heirs from powerful families emerged in grand fashion, and across the continent, various empires mobilized.
The Immortal Qin Empire deployed eight hundred thousand troops, their purpose unknown. Ryan Yu, prince of the Yu Dynasty, secretly left the borders of his kingdom, heading toward Chang'an City in the Sacred Tang Empire.
With powers gathering and the winds of change sweeping the continent, Jason Ji found himself at the center of it all. Yet he rode leisurely, leading his guards toward the Nether Abyss.
"Congratulations, my lord," said Quentin Wei, commander of the Eastern Imperial Guards, grinning as he saluted Jason. "You're already the most renowned figure on the continent, even before marrying the young lady of the Eastern Royal Family."
Clearing his throat, Quentin Wei asked, "Are you truly the Swordmaster of the Immortal Slayer Sword?"
Jason met his gaze with a mischievous smile. "What do you think?"
Quentin Wei coughed nervously, recalling how he'd received a direct order from Lord Dongjun of the Eastern Royal Family. He'd sworn to protect Jason at all costs. The stakes were now higher than ever.
"My lord," Quentin Wei advised seriously, "I suggest you keep a low profile from now on. The entire continent may be in turmoil soon."
Jason chuckled, "Are you telling me to 'hide in plain sight'?"
Quentin Wei nodded. The world was fraught with danger, and countless powerful forces would seek to stifle a talent like Jason. To keep him safe, discretion seemed the wisest path. But just as he finished, Jason threw back his head and laughed.
"Keeping a low profile? Not a chance. Since I started in the spotlight, I'll stay in it! I'm not one to be underestimated. Whether it's righteous disciples, demonic followers, or saintly heirs, if they want the Immortal Slayer Sword or think they can challenge me—well, I have a simple answer: any man who dares will meet his end, and any woman will become my servant!"
Quentin Wei coughed, slightly exasperated, as he watched Jason, the young hero basking in the sunset's glow. Although Jason's words were brash, they brimmed with youthful vigor and passion, a fearless confidence that Quentin Wei couldn't help but admire. It reminded him of his own days of carefree ambition.
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