At this moment, outside the Heavenly Emperor's realm, the entire scene fell into a deathly silence. The faces of the cultivators were filled with incredulous expressions.
Even these cultivators, who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation on the Myriad Spirits Continent, were utterly astonished when they saw the young Emperor slay the renowned supreme with a single sword strike.
It was clear that the outcome far exceeded their expectations.
"This can't be real, are we dreaming?" one of the cultivators murmured numbly.
Indeed, how could this be possible?
The young Emperor was facing a supremely talented, long-renowned, and terrifying supreme expert!
To become a supreme, one had to be exceptionally gifted, favored by the Dao, and blessed with numerous fortunes.
They had reached this point after spending thousands, even tens of thousands of years in cultivation.
But what about the young Emperor?
Since he started retraining in swordsmanship, it had been only about four years.
A mere four years was nothing more than the blink of an eye for cultivators. For some, a single retreat could last hundreds or even thousands of years.
But the Emperor?
In four years, with the power of his sword, he had slain a terrifying and long-renowned supreme expert.
It was absurd, simply absurd!
Ye Fan's expression was extremely grim. His eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, and boundless hatred.
He, too, was a favored child of the heavens, a darling of the Dao. From the moment he began his cultivation, he was blessed with powerful opportunities and endless advantages.
Even so, it had taken him a thousand years to achieve the supreme realm.
And the Emperor?
Four years, just four years!
He had achieved what took Ye Fan a thousand years to accomplish.
Moreover, the Emperor had reached his achievements in swordsmanship without any guidance, relying solely on his own exploration.
His opportunities were pitifully scarce.
Compared to the Emperor, Ye Fan, the so-called favored child of the heavens, was nothing.
"Who would have thought the Emperor's talent in swordsmanship would be so terrifying?"
"To kill a top supreme with one strike, he's probably already on the verge of becoming a quasi-emperor, isn't he?"
"A monster, a freak."
The cultivators marveled one after another. If this guy continued to cultivate smoothly, who in this world would be his match?
In just four years, he had almost reached the pinnacle of this world.
Apart from the young Emperor, they had never heard of anyone achieving such a level.
One cultivator seemed to remember something and exclaimed in astonishment, "Wait, didn't the Emperor's invincible sword heart and sword path collapse?"
"Our previous speculation was that the Emperor had committed an act of betrayal against his master, resulting in his sect destroying his sword foundation. But now, it seems that's not the case at all!"
"If the Emperor can now nearly rival a quasi-emperor, then even if a true quasi-emperor took action, they could at most defeat him, but not destroy his sword heart!"
"Back then, the world was under great constraints, which gradually improved for unknown reasons. At that time, there were very few who could become great emperors. In the Emperor's era, you could count the great emperor-level powerhouses on one hand, and they had no connection with the Emperor. They wouldn't have gone against him!"
Upon hearing this, everyone present was taken aback.
Indeed!
Back then, the great emperor-level powerhouses were reclusive unless the Myriad Spirits Continent faced a catastrophe.
Moreover, the Myriad Spirits Continent during ancient times was highly unstable, with watchful eyes from external races. Great emperor-level powerhouses were the final safeguard of the continent.
Even if other great emperor powerhouses had dealings with the young Emperor, they would have protected his gradual growth rather than opposed him.
After figuring this out, everyone felt an immense sense of dread.
No matter how you looked at it, the young Emperor of that time, with the ability to easily slay top-level supremes, could have roamed the three realms of the Myriad Spirits Continent unchallenged.
Let alone having his sword heart destroyed.
Even the Emperor's master did not have the qualification or the power to destroy his sword heart.
At this moment, countless cultivators turned their eyes to Nie Fengyun.
After all, it was Nie Fengyun who had previously told them that the young Emperor's sword heart was shattered, making him unable to practice swordsmanship anymore.
Now, they doubted the truth of this matter.
However, Nie Fengyun said with utmost certainty, "I can confirm that the Emperor's sword heart was indeed shattered later on. I witnessed his sword heart breaking, and in the following years, he never used a sword again."
"I don't know the details because the Emperor never mentioned it to me."
Since Nie Fengyun was so certain, they couldn't doubt him much. After all, Nie Fengyun had no reason to deceive them about this matter.
If the Emperor's sword heart was truly destroyed, who could have done it?
It was incomprehensible!
Given the Emperor's sword talent and the era without great emperors, it wouldn't have taken long for him to achieve supreme dominance with his sword and become a peerless great emperor. At that time, all the cultivators present combined would not be his match.
Ye Fan's face was extremely gloomy.
He had initially thought that the young Emperor must have committed some heinous act and was abandoned by his sect, who then destroyed his sword heart.
However, no matter what unforgivable acts the Emperor committed, the Heavenly Sword Sect couldn't possibly destroy his sword heart.
He also couldn't understand what had happened later.
The only thing that reassured him slightly was that Nie Fengyun had confirmed the Emperor's sword heart was destroyed. Regardless of the reason, this was ultimately a good thing.
This part of the past was deeply hidden. Clearly, for the Emperor, this was something he did not want the world to know.
Why would he go to such lengths to hide it?
It must have been something extremely atrocious, or else why conceal it?
"Maybe, when the time comes, we will be surprised. Perhaps the young Emperor did something even worse than betraying his master."
Ye Fan could only comfort himself with this thought, while also looking forward to the events about to unfold.
…
After Chu Yang left.
In the sky, countless strange flowers appeared out of nowhere, falling from the void.
These flowers disintegrated in the air, with countless petals landing on Wang Teng's body.
From the end of the void realm, it seemed like there were sounds of mourning.
It sounded like a child crying, and the next moment, it was as if the Dao itself trembled.
It felt like the fall of a prodigy like Wang Teng saddened even the Dao.
All kinds of unusual phenomena followed one after another.
The scene was beautiful yet particularly tragic.
Chu Yang, who had already left, couldn't help but look back at all this.
He too felt a difficult-to-express emotion in his heart.
Originally, there was no enmity between them. If not for repaying his master's kindness, Wang Teng wouldn't have died by his hand.
Who knows, such a prodigy might have had an even brighter future.
Unfortunately, he had fallen like this.